Chapter 316 The Godslayer (Revised)
...A god-killing curse?
This is a temple, where gods are worshipped and revered by all cultivators... How could there be a forbidden room inscribed with god-slaying curses... Such blasphemous acts.
If this were to become known to the outside world, it would likely cause a shock throughout the kingdom, and the bishop, and even the entire temple, would probably be removed.
Fang then handed the bottle of holy water sample to Xiao Qi, saying, "Xiao Qi, analyze the composition of this liquid again. I suspect it's not just simple holy water."
Xiao Qi immediately began to analyze, and then exclaimed in shock, "Is Xie Xiu's world starting to collapse? How could there be an internal god-killer in his world?"
Fang Ke's face darkened. "I don't know. It seems that the bishop knows a lot."
"Master, then you..."
Suddenly a commotion arose outside the door, and soon the steel gate was pushed open heavily, and a group of high-ranking nuns dressed in black robes walked in.
"She's still alive...that's amazing!"
"Then she is now the new saintess."
Whether she is a saint or not depends on the results of today's baptism.
"Are you crazy? The bishop said she is, so she is... Hurry up, carry her out, be gentle, don't hurt her any more."
"You're not that delicate."
"Why don't you go and try it? The first few candidates for sainthood died on the spot when they cleansed themselves with holy water. There might even be bits of flesh left in the bathroom drain."
Fang Ke: "..."
The high-ranking nun also felt nauseous and quickly begged her to stop talking.
"Ordinary people simply cannot withstand such a high concentration of light energy. When the ultimate light elements enter the body, even if there is only a small amount of pollution on the body, the person will immediately become emaciated and suffer the pain of being reshaped and forged."
"Sister, so the holy water is real... To be honest, I always thought that the bishop had added something to the holy water, which is why those candidates died one after another..."
"I think you really don't want to live anymore, shut up."
The leading nun reprimanded them, and everyone quickly shut up, but the curiosity in their eyes was undeniable.
The nun sighed, “...I heard it too. The bishop is anxious to find a successor, and the astrologer once predicted that the destined person would appear in the next few years. That’s why His Holiness the bishop selects saints from churches around the world every few months and brings them back to the temple for baptism.”
"I've heard that... in the past, the holy water was specially diluted during baptism, and the person being baptized only needed to absorb about 30% of the light element energy. After a successful baptism, they would be baptized again every year, and at that time, the concentration of the holy water would gradually increase again."
"This method sounds more reasonable, so why do we need 100% pure holy water right from the start?"
The nun smiled and said, "The holy water we used on Philomena yesterday wasn't 100% pure; it was probably diluted by about half. But... today, during her baptism, she'll be facing 100% pure energy. I hope she can pull through, otherwise all the suffering she's endured will have been for nothing."
"Why is Your Excellency in such a hurry? He's only in his thirties, in the prime of his life, full of youthful vigor and handsome looks..."
"This is beyond our control. You two, don't just stand there... quickly lend a hand and move her onto the stretcher."
"That woman is really tough... By the way, sister, I've always been curious, what exactly is the forbidden spell inscribed in the forbidden chamber?"
The nun paused, and seeing that everyone was indeed looking at the surrounding walls, she said, "This was personally carved by the High Priest when he ascended the throne. It's probably some kind of punishment spell. Don't ask anymore, or your curiosity will kill you sooner or later."
Fang Ke was incredibly grateful that he had pretended to faint so that he could hear so much "insider information".
Xiao Qi couldn't help but marvel at the amount of information, "Master, should we still check the composition of the holy water?"
"Investigate, and the investigation will verify whether what this person said is true or false."
Next, she felt herself being carried into a warm, fragrant room, and then placed in a pool of water. The hot water enveloped her, and she woke up with a start, her face showing the shock and fear of being tortured for no reason.
“Miss Philomena, please rest assured. The bishop said that if you can survive last night’s test, you will be the new saint.”
"Miss, welcome to your new and distinguished status. We offer our sincerest blessings."
Fang Ke's expression suddenly changed, and she stood up abruptly from the pool. Filled with rage, she accused these hypocritical executioners, "I almost died!"
The leading high nun had anticipated her emotional breakdown and gave her a kind smile.
The nun stood on the shore holding a brand-new robe and said to Fang Ke, "Miss, you're mistaken."
"……What?"
"Miss, you didn't almost die, you were reborn."
"..."
"From this day forward, you are no longer just an insignificant mortal. You have broken through your own limits and passed God's test. From this day forward, there is no longer an ordinary nun Philomena, but only the saint Philomena, revered by believers all over the world."
"Miss, there's an old saying in the East: 'Put yourself in a desperate situation, and you will survive.' Do you still think that what you experienced last night was just painful?"
"No, that was just the greatest step you took on your ascent to godhood."
"..."
Fang Ke couldn't help but think to himself, "This nun... is even better at PUA than I am."
Xiao Qi disagreed, "Master, you are underestimating yourself."
The nun saw that she was stunned by her words and stood frozen in the middle of the pool.
She smiled and said, "Miss, if you've already washed up, please allow me to help you change."
Fang Ke hesitated for a moment, but finally decided to go ashore.
The nuns who were waiting nearby gathered around her to help her wipe the water, dress her, and dry her long hair.
Only then could she change into a brand new robe, and her black hair was tied up.
"Miss Philomena's hair is black, that's really special."
"This may be what makes the Chosen Saintess unique; I believe her black hair will soon become a common sight throughout the kingdom."
Fang Ke pursed her lips and remained silent. She was like a doll who had been exquisitely dressed up, and finally put on President Long's gorgeous clothes and was led out.
When Fang Ke arrived at the bishop's palace again, the doors were closed, and the sunlight outside was blocked. It felt as if everything had returned to the suffocating moment of the previous night.
Fang Ke knelt down first this time.
This gesture clearly pleased the bishop, who personally descended the steps, raising his slender fingers to touch his chin.
"Didn't you say you would only kneel before gods in this lifetime?"
Fang Ke looked at him with trembling eyes and said, "Thank you, Your Excellency, for giving me a new life."
"Oh?" The bishop's lips curled into a smile. "The fact that you were able to figure out the obstacle so quickly proves that you're not beyond help."
Fang Ke's brows furrowed with fear. She said uneasily, "Your Excellency, I am terrified, but I truly can no longer be a saintess."
The bishop ignored her words and laughed, "That's probably not up to you."
"No! Your Excellency, I have lost my status. I can no longer be considered a believer in God... I... I have betrayed God. I deserve to die. Please, you must rescind your decision."
Upon hearing her say this, the bishop narrowed his eyes, his sharp gaze scrutinizing Fang Ke's entire body.
Her expression didn't seem fake, and the bishop became interested. "Tell me about it."
Fang Ke seemed unwilling to recall this most terrifying event; she trembled all over and crossed her arms to hug herself.
"I...I..."
"explain."
"I deserve to die..."
“Philomena, my patience is running out. Do you want me to question your soul again?”
Fang Ke shuddered, her face turning pale. She bit her lip hard, and when she finally pulled it away, there was a bloodstain on her lips.
"Last night, when I was being burned by divine blood... I was in so much pain... so much pain... I couldn't help but hate God... I don't know if it was a hallucination or reality, but I vaguely saw God appear... He stood high above me... Suddenly... I felt a surge of hatred!"
"It's all his fault! Otherwise, I wouldn't have suffered this hellish burning pain... and then I..."
"And then what happened to you?"
The bishop's face darkened, clearly indicating that Fang Ke had already mentioned something treasonous.
Fang Ke suddenly opened her clear eyes and looked at the bishop with utter confusion and fear. She seemed to find it hard to believe that she had dared to do such a thing.
"Your Excellency, I deserve to die! I actually plunged my sword into God's chest!"
...
A chilling wind swept through the hall, which was deathly silent.
The bishop's hand had already slid down to Fang Ke's neck, which was wrapped in gauze. "You actually have thoughts of killing a god, Philomena, are you insane? This is a sin that will send you to the deepest hell."
Fang Ke pressed her fragile neck against his cold hand, closed her eyes and said in despair, "Your Excellency... if Your Excellency executes me, I will not have any resentment. I deserve to die. I am sinful. How could I have such a thought against God?"
As time ticked by, she could feel the bishop's fingers tightening. She didn't resist, but almost immediately she couldn't breathe, her face contorted in pain.
But the bishop eventually released her, and a large amount of air rushed into her nostrils, allowing her to kneel and support herself on the ground, panting.
"If it's just a hallucination that occurs when you're experiencing extreme physical pain, then it's not your fault..."
Fang Ke opened her eyes in surprise, "No wonder..."
"Get up. The baptism ceremony is less than two hours away. Go out and prepare."
"But I..."
"Rest assured, if you truly have sinned, you will be burned after being cleansed by holy water today. Isn't that the best end for you?"
Fang Ke was distraught for a long time before finally getting up and bowing to the bishop. "Your Holiness the bishop said that if I am truly guilty, please let God punish me personally."
The bishop gave a cold laugh. "Alright, you may leave."
The palace doors then opened, and Fang Ke was led out to prepare.
Xiao Qi felt sorry for Fang Ke, "Master, you've suffered a lot this time."
Fang Ke had calmed down and said, "I remember everything. To be honest, right now I only want to implement Plan B."
Xiao Qi wholeheartedly supports this, but she asked, puzzled, "Why is Master putting on this show?"
Fang Ke sneered, "Even if I don't tell you, the bishop is probably extremely curious about how I managed to get through last night."
"Besides, since they say I'm the successor the bishop is looking for, why not give him a little something extra so he can discover sooner... I'm 'promising material'."
Fang Ke made the right bet. After she uttered such rebellious words, the bishop actually wanted her to be baptized and become a saint.
From this perspective, the idea of killing a god had already taken root, and the god-killing curse in the forbidden chamber was the work of the cult.
Relying on the church, it will certainly not be a small-scale operation.
Fang Ke has now considered the worst-case scenario: perhaps the entire church leadership is secretly plotting to kill God.
And they seemed convinced that she, from another world, could be the one to wield the knife.
Fang Ke directly provided them with "proof".
The next step should be to introduce her to the core members and their ideas.
Fang Ke thought of Xiu, who had appeared last night. There was something floating in his eyes; the man was clearly still foolishly trusting the bishop.
Little did he know that the world had secretly woven a vast web of deception around him.
Fang Ke wanted the bishop to tell her everything after his baptism.
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