Chapter 203: The Power of the Holy Object
He could not tolerate such blasphemous words. In his ears, Avis's words were more sharp and insulting than "I am your father" to ordinary people.
"You want a holy relic? Okay..."
With a strange smile, 'Evan' raised his left hand.
A golden cup suddenly appeared out of thin air in the palm of his empty left hand.
The cup is slightly larger than a fist, with a shiny surface and no carvings, and looks ordinary.
At this moment, after he had delayed for a while through words, the cup was once again filled with dark and rich light.
"Then, let's experience this gift from God for ourselves right here!"
As soon as he finished speaking, the cup suddenly disintegrated, and a strange light like a sticky liquid instantly enveloped the entire cave, completely submerging everything in the cave.
Jom instantly stood in front of Avis and slashed at the cup with a sword as fast as lightning, but the sword light also melted in the light.
Enshrouded in this dense dark light, Evangeline and Joem suddenly felt their eyes go dark. Incredibly strong negative emotions rose from the bottom of their hearts, and their consciousness began to blur.
Pain and fear rolled into a whirlpool, dragging the consciousness into an abyss darker than the night. In the sea of blood at the bottom of the abyss, there surged greed and desire for pleasure, as well as the excitement of supreme joy...
Anvis didn't know how Joem and the others felt, but when the light approached him, he realized again that, as he had vaguely expected, the power of the so-called "holy object" in the priest's hand had no effect on him.
The terrifying light flowed down his body like water, just like when he faced the roar of the ancient giant amoeba in the ruins.
He was like a reef in the tide, completely ignoring the impact of the waves.
In fact, ever since he saw the bishop of the Holy Light Church lying on the altar, Anvis felt something was wrong.
The magic fluctuation of the black-robed priest was only at the seventh level, and the magic power of the other pagans in the cave was no higher than the sixth level.
Logically speaking, even if all these people were packed together, they would not be enough to be wiped out by a few rays of holy light from the bishop in the state of divine favor.
But the actual result was that there was not even any trace of fighting in the cave.
The only possibility was that the bishop was ambushed by something, causing the battle to end in an instant.
Well, the only thing that could do this, Avis could think of, was that mysterious 'holy object'.
He had been prepared for a long time for the possibility that the priest might use the "holy object" to attack them.
At his side, the Secret Book of the Old Days, showing its true form, emitted a faint glow, and its text had already turned to one of the several blank pages at the end of the book.
Faced with the darkness caused by the holy objects in the cave, the blank pages are bursting with a strange attraction.
【seal】
The surging sea of dark light in the cave, after encountering this gravitational force, was quickly sucked into the pages of the book as if it had encountered a bottomless black hole, and even created a terrifying twisted vortex around it.
Avis couldn't see through the depth of the mysterious old secret scripture, but that didn't stop him from using its power that was extremely effective against ancient alien creatures.
The moment he learned that the essence of the holy object originated from the 'blood of the old gods', Avis came up with this plan.
With the help of the power of the Secret Book of the Old Days, he could fight against the holy object in the hands of the priest, and steal the power of the holy object.
It is impossible for the black-robed priest in front of him, whose strength is only at the seventh level, to master a super ninth-level rare item.
Therefore, the role he played was most likely just to stimulate it, and then let the "holy object" work on its own, just like the way he currently uses the old secret scriptures.
Thus, it became a contest between the power of the holy object and the secret book of the old days. … ..… As the pages of the secret book of the old days were absorbed, the darkness that covered everything in the cave quickly receded.
Seeing the darkness fade away early, the black-robed priest on the top of the altar was a little confused.
He clearly remembered that the power of the holy object should last longer.
Also, why could that ungodly ant still maintain his normal will under the power of God? Although he was the instigator, the power of the holy object was not something he could control. This also made it impossible for him to observe what happened within the range of the holy object.
It was only then, when the darkness in the cave completely dissipated, that he saw the result.
"Interesting, let me think, Ant, your name is... Avis, right?"
A hint of curiosity arose in Evan's heart, which made him make a decision.
If this interesting ant could tactfully hand over his secrets, he would generously give him time to say goodbye to this world.
"Tell me, what did you do?"
Yes, what he felt at this moment was just curiosity, and he was not very alert, because he could clearly sense that Avis was not even a mid-level professional.
Except for Avis, everyone around him, including the eighth-level professional, was now deeply immersed in the power of the gods and unable to extricate themselves.
Hearing the priest's slightly curious question, Anvis blinked.
"According to the old principle of equivalents, if you want the answer to this question, exchange it for the answer to another question."
"Equivalent transaction?"
The priest raised his eyebrows in surprise, as if he was surprised by Anvis's calmness and boldness. Then, he seemed to have heard some extremely funny joke and suddenly laughed.
"Forget it, it's the same if I explore your secrets myself."
As he spoke, Evan's face suddenly turned cold. He raised the scepter in his hand, and appeared beside Avis in a flash, reaching out to grab his head.
Logically speaking, due to the difference of five major ranks in strength, Avis would have no chance of escaping.
Snap——
But at the same time, a big hand suddenly reached out from the side and grabbed Evan's hand tightly! Qiaom, who had closed his eyes and immersed in a dream, suddenly opened his eyes.
"You, also possess a holy object?!"
Evan's face changed drastically. He suddenly saw a strange thick dark green book sticking to Joem's waist.
"Dear Priest, do you like this little surprise from an ant?"
Right in front of him, but out of his reach. The handsome young man with light blond hair placed his right hand on his chest and bowed slightly with grace, his manners perfect and proper.
At the same time, the frosty white extreme cold magic frost had slowly spread upwards along his wrist that was held tightly by Jom.
Intense waves of alien power erupted from his body. Evan struggled and tried to cut off his arms to escape, but the invisible terrifying force field had locked his body tightly, and he couldn't even move.
"It's useless, outsider, you have no way to escape--"
Finally, seeing that there was nothing that could be done, Evan's expression suddenly turned cold, and he spoke for the last time as if in a prophecy.
Then, terrifying magical frost flowers covered him, carrying his last words and freezing his life along with them.
After looking at Evan who had lost his life force, Avis turned his gaze towards the cave.
At the moment of Evan's death, those pagans suddenly shook, and then all fell down, lifeless.
And from the altar surrounded by pale white candles, a beam of teleporting light suddenly emanated, directly teleporting the unconscious bishop away.
His eyes flickered, and Avis looked at Evenny who was still unconscious.
For some reason, he had not used the Old Secret Scripture to absorb the power of the Old God from her body. Therefore, she was still playing her role as Sleeping Beauty.
However, after Evan's death, the body of this Sleeping Beauty gradually began to deform...
“Jom, please take her out of this cave temporarily. I need to take care of some things.” . ….….In the real world, deep underground in the mountains of the islands, in front of a hidden altar.
"The last one, the sacrifice is enough."
The young bishop was lying on top of the altar. The high priest, who should have died at the hands of the young bishop, was now standing in front of the altar with a calm expression, holding the black stone scepter.
"Um?!"
For a moment, he seemed to suddenly sense something, and an expression of deep suspicion and disbelief finally emerged on his expressionless face.
"The Moon Shadow Seal has disappeared?!!"
(End of this chapter)
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