[{"data":1,"prerenderedAt":-1},["ShallowReactive",2],{"origin-imprisoned-for-a-trillion-years-i-was-worshipped":3,"chapter-imprisoned-for-a-trillion-years-i-was-worshipped-imprisoned-for-a-trillion-years-i-was-worshipped-chapter-710":6},{"origin":4,"title":5},"english","Imprisoned for a Trillion Years, I Was Worshipped by All Gods!",{"chapter":7,"nextChapterSlug":19,"prevChapterSlug":20,"totalChapters":21,"novelImage":22},{"id":8,"novel_id":9,"title":10,"slug":11,"index":12,"content":13,"wordcount":14,"created_at":15,"updated_at":15,"volume":16,"translator":17,"content_hash":18},1727875,2207,"Chapter 710 - Chapter266-Desperate Counterattack Before Death","imprisoned-for-a-trillion-years-i-was-worshipped-chapter-710",710,"\u003Cp>\"You still have time to space out? Looks like you're not taking me seriously at all!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Alan's voice rang out sharply—right behind Kelin.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The vice headmaster's entire body jolted as he spun around to counter, but it was already too late.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>With a sharp swish, the holy blade Lumen Sancta tore through the air and slashed across Kelin's body, carving out a wound nearly half a meter long.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But Alan wasn't finished.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His hands moved like lightning, a blur of motion as another elemental sword condensed in his off-hand. The twin swords danced, slicing through Kelin's robes until they were nothing more than tattered scraps fluttering in the air. Beneath them, his flesh was a mess of bloody gashes—barely an inch of skin was left intact.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"You little bastard… how dare you—\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Though the injuries were grievous, they weren't fatal. Kelin still had the strength to roar in defiance. But that roar was cut short the very next moment.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Alan unleashed Judgement of Soul once more. Invisible chains of divine power wrapped around Kelin's spirit, locking him in place. His body froze; he couldn't even twitch.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And now, he could feel it—an icy fear, not of the body, but of the soul itself. It crept into him like poison, paralyzing his will.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"From this day forward,\" Alan declared, raising the radiant Lumen Sancta high above his head, \"Lioncrest Academy will be nothing but history!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The blade gleamed, preparing to fall and purge Kelin's soul for good.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But just then, something unexpected happened.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Kelin's expression shifted. Gone was the defiant scowl—replaced by a pitiful, trembling smile. His voice cracked with desperation.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"W-Wait! Please—Alan, it was my fault! I never should have rejected your application to Lioncrest Academy! That… that was the biggest mistake of my life. I truly regret it. Please, give me one more chance!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"The attacks on you—they were all ordered by the headmaster! I was just a pawn, just a lowly vice headmaster. I don't even have as much authority as Tyrande! If you kill me now, you're wasting your energy!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I swear, I'll leave Lioncrest this instant—cut off all ties with them, forever! Or… or if you want, I can join Sirius! I heard you're rebuilding, right? I can help. You need manpower, don't you? I'll work harder than anyone. Just spare me this once, please!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As he finished, the glow of Lumen Sancta began to fade. Alan slowly lowered the sword.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Kelin felt the pressure of death ease. Relief flooded him like a tidal wave. He had made it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Or so he thought.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"So that's your final speech?\" Alan suddenly asked, lifting his eyes with a look of dark amusement.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Kelin's heart skipped a beat. Something wasn't right.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then, he felt it—an icy chill in his chest. He looked down.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Somehow, Alan's elemental sword—once in his other hand—had circled around behind him. It now pierced straight through his torso, exiting clean from his back.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Urgh… aghhh!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Already soaked in blood, Kelin now vomited another mouthful of it. His eyes burned with fury as he stared at Alan.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I apologized! What more do you want from me?! Do you really have to kill me?!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Alan gave a calm nod. \"Exactly. I came here today for one reason: to wipe Lioncrest off the face of the earth.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Fine… fine!\" Kelin growled, his voice twisted by hate. \"If that's how it is, then I've got nothing left to lose. You think a tier-diamond mage is just some pushover you can toy with?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"If you want my life, then you'd better be ready to trade yours for it!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As the words left his mouth, Alan's eyes narrowed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He could sense it—Kelin's mana was surging unnaturally, funneling toward a single point. It resembled Mana Compression, but with one key difference: this wasn't ambient mana being compressed. Kelin was compressing all of his own internal mana.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>What was he planning?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then it hit him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Kelin was turning himself into a bomb.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The condensed mana was turning volatile—unstable, deadly. A ticking time bomb in human form.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Alan realized it, but it was too late to escape.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>With a crazed grin, Kelin lunged forward and clamped his hand tightly around Alan's ankle, locking them together.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"If I die, you're coming with me! Burn in hell, Alan!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"You damn lunatic—get off me!\" Alan snarled, trying to kick him away.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But the moment his foot touched Kelin's body—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>BOOM!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A thunderous explosion ripped through the great hall of Lioncrest, shattering the domed ceiling above. The shockwave rocked the ground, sending people stumbling as the air itself seemed to tremble.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Those unlucky enough to be near the epicenter didn't even have time to scream. They were vaporized instantly, reduced to nothing—not even bones remained.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Alan!\" Francis shouted in horror.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He and the others immediately abandoned their fight with the white-robed undead, dashing toward the source of the blast.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Cough… cough…\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A rasping cough came from the billowing smoke. It was Alan.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Francis let out a sigh of relief and was just about to rush forward to help him out of the debris when Alan's hoarse voice rang out:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Don't come any closer. I… I don't want you to see me like this.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Francis gave a strained laugh. \"Come on, my brother. After everything we've been through, you think I haven't seen you at your worst? Get out here—we've still got Lioncrest stragglers to finish off!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Francis!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Watch out!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Blanche and Fort shouted in unison.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But it was too late. From the side, a white-robed undead launched itself toward Francis like a rabid beast. Its gaping maw, split grotesquely down the middle of its stomach, looked ready to devour him whole.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Suddenly, a blur burst out from the smoke.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>With a mighty kick, Alan sent the abomination flying.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He looked a mess. Covered in soot and blood, his clothes had been almost entirely shredded. Most notably, his pants had been blown apart—only a strip of tattered cloth remained around his thighs, resembling an absurdly revealing pair of denim hotpants.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>No wonder he didn't want to be seen.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Bro… you made it! You—pffft—hahaha!\" Francis couldn't help but burst into laughter at the sight.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>With a scowl, Alan stomped over and smacked him on the head.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"What the hell are you laughing at?! If I hadn't shown up just now, you'd be dead meat!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But oddly enough, Francis didn't retort.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Instead, he swiftly pulled out his apple-shaped magic device and a magical jug, placing them behind Alan. With a flash of light, an ultra-dense gravity field was deployed—its weight dozens of times stronger than normal.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A sickening crunch followed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Alan turned his head and saw the white-robed undead from earlier being crushed. Its skull warped and collapsed under the intense pressure, exploding in a spray of gore and brain matter that splattered across the floor like rotten stew.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"See?\" Francis finally replied, casually dusting his hands. \"Told you—I can take care of myself.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The two exchanged a knowing look and bumped fists—battle-worn, bloodstained, and smiling through it all.\u003C\u002Fp>",1168,"2026-06-06T15:56:34.718Z",1,"novelbin.me","92955ecc4803706d29effc866b9d1e0682fd921316b35b3f6c99485feadc1c59","imprisoned-for-a-trillion-years-i-was-worshipped-chapter-711","imprisoned-for-a-trillion-years-i-was-worshipped-chapter-709",734,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Fimprisoned-for-a-trillion-years-i-was-worshipped-cover.jpg"]