Chapter 232 On par with gods!
But the next moment, the light suddenly struck down, and the Sixth Prince cried out, "Ah!" as if struck by lightning, his entire body twitching in various ways. He looked as if he was in great pain.
The archbishop sneered and stood up, announcing pretentiously, "God will only protect his own believers. All offenders will be punished by God."
The emperor watched coldly as his son wailed in pain.
Only after the punishment was over did he coldly say, "Rebellious son, do you realize how grave a sin you have committed? Kneel before me and watch carefully! I will judge you after the ceremony is over. Those who are punished by the gods are unworthy to be my son!"
The Archbishop cast a contemptuous glance at the Sixth Prince, sneering inwardly: "Even your father has become a puppet in my hands, and a child dares to challenge the divine authority? It's simply a mantis trying to stop a chariot. He really doesn't know how to live or die!"
The Sixth Prince huddled on the ground, trembling all over, watching the flames on the altar grow increasingly intense. The children's cries were crushed by the cheers of the believers, and his grief and anger felt like a sword cutting through his heart.
What kind of god would be like this?
He keeps saying he will bless the world, but he has to watch his child turn into ashes.
They claim to be compassionate, but they embellish themselves with gold and silver and blind their believers with ignorance.
He had once thought that returning from his studies abroad would awaken his country and bring about reforms. Only now did he realize that this country, shrouded in theocracy, was powerless to shake.
"The sacrifice has officially begun. Send the boys and girls through the fire gate to the paradise!"
At a command, the boys and girls were dragged towards the blazing altar.
The firelight illuminated the young face red, but ignited the fierce light in the archbishop's eyes: the more painful the death of a soul, the more fragrant and delicious it is.
The young child could not understand what ghosts and gods were, nor could he see the greed in the archbishop's eyes.
They were just subconsciously afraid of death, crying and struggling desperately, but to no avail.
The innocent children were about to be pushed into the sea of fire and burned to death.
At this critical moment, a crimson oil-paper umbrella suddenly flew out from above the crowd, like a solitary fragrance blooming in the turbulent world.
But in the blink of an eye, the red umbrella had flown above the altar. The rapidly rotating umbrella carried a pure spiritual power, which instantly extinguished the fire.
The archbishop recognized at a glance that the umbrella was Lin Qingyue's weapon that day. The hidden sword under the umbrella handle had once chopped off his snake's head.
She is not dead?
The archbishop became visibly panicked and turned around to escape back into the temple.
But after taking a few steps, he was blocked by an invisible wall of air - he was unable to leave the altar.
It was not until then that he discovered that the altar had been tampered with at some point and a formation had been set up to lock up demons.
The person who set up this formation was naturally Lin Qingyue.
Her technique of setting up the formation was extremely sophisticated. When the formation was not activated, there was no aura fluctuation and the monsters could not detect it at all.
Once the formation is activated, it has no effect on humans, but monsters will be trapped inside, like a turtle in a jar.
The powerful spiritual energy contained in the formation will make the monsters feel hot all over, thus uncontrollably bringing out their original nature and revealing their demonic form.
At this moment, the archbishop's blood was boiling, as if the fire on the altar had burned into his bones and blood.
He tried to use his strength to fight back, but the more he resisted, the more unbearable the heat in his body became.
It hurts so much!
He felt as if his whole body was burning with pain, his whole body twitching and his facial features twisted.
The emperor was closest to him and noticed something was wrong with him. He asked with concern, "Archbishop, what's wrong with you? Are you feeling unwell?"
The archbishop turned his head suddenly, staring at the emperor with his scarlet eyes.
The emperor had always seen him smiling and benevolent like a Buddha, but had never seen such a ferocious expression? He was so frightened that he fell to the ground.
"Archbishop, you, you, you..."
The next moment, the archbishop let out a roar, and the divine robe on his body burst open. What appeared in front of everyone was not a human body, but a huge snake body covered with black scales.
The top of the snake's body was split into two, one side was an ugly snake head with tongue spitting out and fangs exposed, and the other side was just a snake neck.
There was a dried and scabbed wound on the snake's neck - that was the scar left by Lin Qingyue when she chopped off the snake's head.
Before the Emperor of Guifang could react, the snake demon took him into its mouth and began to eat him.
The crowd was in an uproar. The guards around wanted to rescue the emperor, but they were too trembling to dare to approach.
Only the young Sixth Prince, after being stunned for a moment, drew his guard's knife and rushed forward.
As a result, before the man got close, he was knocked to the ground by the snake demon's big tail and couldn't get up even after struggling.
Soon, the snake demon swallowed the emperor whole. Its originally thick snake body became even thicker, and traces of struggle and twisting could be vaguely seen.
The crowd below was frightened and began to flee in all directions, some falling and some being trampled.
But even so, there were still some people in the crowd who couldn't believe what they saw with their own eyes. They held incense and cried, asking the gods what was going on!
After eating a person, the snake demon gradually regained some of its sanity.
Seeing those believers fleeing in all directions, and the faces of the civil and military officials around them filled with fear, they were no longer as pious as before.
He was a little panicked.
"What you see isn't real; it's all an illusion! It's a test from the gods! Believe me, I'm not a demon! I'm the Archbishop, the god's agent stationed on earth!"
He was still trying to explain, but the emperor's boots were hanging on the fangs exposed when he opened his mouth, which was extremely ironic.
"He is a snake demon. Kill him and avenge His Majesty!"
A minister reacted and shouted loudly.
The guards rushed up one after another, but they were no match for the snake demon. The snake demon stirred up a strong wind and instantly knocked over all the people on the altar.
Two ministers happened to land at the feet of the statue and they hurriedly pleaded, "Please, God, please help us get rid of this great demon."
The statue's eyes were full of compassion, but it didn't utter a word.
The red umbrella flew into Lin Qingyue's hand with a whoosh. Holding the umbrella, she walked out of the chaotic crowd and walked up to the high altar step by step.
The black skirt drags lightly, and the red umbrella is like a flame.
This thin woman is actually trying to stand shoulder to shoulder with gods!
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