Chapter 79

In the western city of Eulis, on the altar of the Supreme Church, the crystal skeleton under the embrace of the statue glowed brighter and brighter, shooting into the sky. All the believers in the city, and even the entire western region, no matter what they were doing before, were now kneeling on the ground and praying.

Bathed in the red light, the priests felt as if they were experiencing the ultimate bliss. Their eyes were intoxicated as they ascended into the sky. The First Priest gently walked under the crystal skeleton and reached out her hand as if she wanted to touch something. She muttered, "My child, very soon, very soon, you will be resurrected. Mother will sacrifice the entire world in exchange for your new life."

The First Priest had a very old-fashioned past.

She was once the lowliest slave, without a surname or a name. The purpose of her existence was to work for the nobles and be a tool for them to vent their desires.

Sadly, she had a child. Although she did not even know who the father was, it was not a big deal because it was her child.

She loved the child with everything she had. She felt that the child was a gift from God.

She worked hard every day in exchange for more food. She hid the child in the most secluded place. She was afraid that if the child was discovered, it would be killed or taken away.

She scratched her face, turning her beautiful face into something that even gods and ghosts would hate. She did this to reduce the …

Those were the happiest times of her life. No matter how much humiliation she suffered, how much pain she suffered, even if she did not have enough to eat or clothes to keep warm, as long as she saw the little angel, she felt that it was all worth it.

She even decided that when the little angel grew up, she would take her away from the western region. She heard that the northern region was sparsely populated. Although farming was difficult, as long as one was willing to work, one could eat their fill. She heard that the southern region was prosperous. As long as one was willing to work hard, one could have a chance to survive. She heard that …

Every day, she looked forward to the day when her daughter would grow up.

That day, she finished her work as usual. She took a piece of black bread and happily returned to the cottage where she lived. After carefully closing the door, she gently teased, "Baby, mommy is back. Guess what I brought you today?"

Her little angel still couldn't speak, but she was so sensible that it made people's heart ache. She never cried, and only laughed when she heard her mother's voice. She firmly believed that it was the most beautiful voice she had ever heard.

But today, the laughter was gone.

The black bread fell to the ground with a dull thud. She frantically crawled on the ground and dug through the pile of straw. She allowed the sharp straw to cut her fingers. Then she lifted up the wooden plank. She hid the little angel here every day.

The little angel was gone.

"My child! Who stole my child! "She screamed in despair and rushed out of the hut to question everyone she saw.

The passerby, who was also a slave, pushed the ugly woman away in disgust and said in a mocking tone, "Your child?"

"Your child?"

She begged everyone to tell her the whereabouts of her child in the most humble manner. Finally, someone answered her, "Let's go to the back of the mountain to take a look, but I think it …"

"No, no, no!" She didn't dare to imagine it, nor did she want to believe it. She just rushed to the back of the mountain without caring about anything else.

When she ran to the back of the mountain, she saw the ultimate evil of this world. She saw the little body curled up on the ground, covered in cuts and bruises. She also saw the painful expression on its face that she had never seen before.

The murderers laughed wildly and insulted her with the most vicious words. They violated her with the worst actions, but she was indifferent. Her heart was dead. She just wanted to die with her angel.

After the murderers committed violence, they swaggered away. No one cared about the mother and child.

After many days and nights, under the cold and humid climate of the west, the child's body was rotten and smelly, but she was still unwilling to let go of her hand. Just as she was about to die, she felt the body in her arms move. She burst out with the last of her strength and sat up. She saw her child turn into a crystal skeleton and said to her, "Do you want to resurrect it?"

There was no fear in her heart. She hugged the crystal skeleton tightly and kept repeating in her heart, "Help me, help me, I can give up everything."

The crystal skeleton rose from her arms and burst into a fierce light in the dark night sky. Everyone in the noble territory she was in died instantly. Their flesh and blood gathered on the crystal skeleton and then flowed into her body. Her weak body was full of energy. Her scratched face was healed and became more beautiful. Then the crystal skeleton said again, "Kill, sacrifice, then receive my arrival."

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Even if they were anxious to hear the latest oracle, no one dared to interrupt the prayer of the first priest. Those who had done so before had paid with their lives.

So the priests, who were wrapped in silk threads of different colors, stood respectfully under the altar, waiting for the order of the first priest.

After a long time, her gentle voice sounded, "Order all the low-level believers to be loyal to the Supreme God. Then set off to build the real Kingdom of God and receive the Supreme God."

Her order was exactly the same as Brown's, but it was plainer and crueler. She did not even bother to hide it. However, none of the priests dared to disobey her. They bowed respectfully and left the altar to descend among the ordinary believers everywhere.

"The Supreme God is about to descend, and the Kingdom of God is about to be built. Brothers and sisters, it is time to sacrifice everything for the Supreme God!"

The believers were waiting for the oracle of the Supreme God with longing, but they heard the priests say, "Use your lives to prove your loyalty to the Supreme God!"

As soon as the voice fell, the believers felt the power that they were proud of in their bodies rioting. It was out of control. They screamed in pain, but it was useless. Gradually, one by one, the believers exploded on the spot.

Like dominoes, the speed of the explosion was getting faster and faster. The number of people was increasing. In less than an hour, the entire west was left with only the priests floating in the air.

Their bodies were penetrated by chains, and the chains extended to the altar. The energy of their flesh and blood was injected into the altar through the chains, and this huge building flew up. The first priest was still standing under the crystal skeleton. She ordered softly, "Set off to the Central Kingdom."

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Adam and the other three kept bombarding the shield with magic. However, this shield, which was formed by the flesh and blood of countless human beings, was unexpectedly tough. The priests kept receiving the energy of flesh and blood. The energy was getting stronger and stronger. Brown, who was at the top of the shield, was already three meters tall. His muscles cracked and grew granules, and the granules became muscles again. He no longer looked like a human. He had completely turned into a monster.