Chapter 160: Church of Bones

Long before Medici appeared on the main battlefield, Chumen had already developed a strange sense of induction toward the outside world.

"The 'Red Priest' ritual?" Chumen's footsteps in the Grey Fog suddenly halted; in truth, he had left something on Medici.

Subsequently, he obtained even more information directly from the "Sun."

Alistair Tudor, Adam, Sasriel, Medici, and even the two imperial emperors locked in fierce combat in the Astral World were all reflected under the sunlight.

"Heh." Chumen was just about to open a Space Gate in front of him to teleport directly to the battlefield.

He was going to that battlefield, and the four True Gods outside the Grey Fog could not stop him.

Yet at this moment, Chumen's movements paused; he frowned and looked up at the Grey Fog enveloping this place.

The Grey Fog churned incessantly, Sefirah Castle above the Spirit World showed signs of abnormality, and even from the deepest depths of the land where Chumen stood, a certain chaotic aura surged upward.

"Primordial..."

Chumen's spiritual intuition pulsed slightly; he silently withdrew his hand, deciding to play it safe.

"Teacher, I..." Bethel's expression was dazed; the abnormality in Sefirah Castle had exerted a certain influence on Him.

"Hmm..." Chumen thought seriously for a moment, then looked at Bethel and said, "Use 'Door' to peek at the situation outside."

"Yes!" Bethel did not overthink it and directly invoked His faint authority over this Grey Fog to peek at that strange aura outside.

At the same time, Chumen rendered himself false, his figure becoming faint as if merging into the Grey Fog.

Hum!

The Grey Fog flowed, breaking open a small hole, and the space mirrored, manifesting the situation outside.

The timing was just right; Bethel and Chumen saw the Witch of Charm walking out from the mirror.

"Cheek?!" Chumen's faint figure wavered for an instant.

"It is Her!" Bethel was also astonished.

"... You have met Her?" Chumen looked at Bethel.

"She is a traitor to the Dream Sect; I once hunted Her for a period of time. I didn't expect She had already become a god."

Bethel's expression was strange as He detailed the events of meeting Cheek, engaging in a fierce battle, and subsequently hunting Her in secret.

"Then why didn't you tell me?!" Chumen glared.

"At that time, Teacher, you were playing a game of chess with several Ancient Gods; how would I dare disturb you because of a Demigod..." Bethel felt slightly bewildered.

Chumen was speechless.

Fighting the Elf King at the end of the Second Epoch, setting up the Dragon of Imagination, and inciting the Giant King and the Phoenix Ancestor—these matters were far more important than a single Demigod.

Even if he had known Cheek's name at the time, he would not have had the time to deal with her.

It wasn't until the middle of the Third Epoch, when he returned from the Starry Sky, that Cheek had already become an Angel and disappeared for many years.

Chumen shook his head slightly, no longer dwelling on it, his gaze falling on Cheek; that strange aura made him somewhat uneasy.

Last time it was "Doomsday," and now it had become "Primordial."

"She has released the imprint of the 'Primordial' and has completely become the feminine side of that existence."

Chumen quickly confirmed this point.

"Then did She obtain anything from those imprints?!" Chumen suspected this immediately.

"And I feel that Her current state seems to be related to me!"

Chumen frowned in thought, "Tsk, a bit troublesome."

He only spent a breath of time thinking before sending out the Dream Book in his hand.

"You go participate in the war as well; see if you can take out Alistair first," Chumen looked at Bethel and instructed.

"Yes!" Bethel nodded solemnly, then directly used the power of the "Door" Authority to leave this fog.

Meanwhile, Chumen looked up at the four True Gods outside the fog.

"God of Knowledge and Wisdom," "Mother Goddess of Earth," "God of War," and "Lord of Storms."

"Eh? Where is Amanises?" Chumen only then realized that She had not appeared at the scene of the God War or here at all.

He did not dwell on it too much, instead shifting his focus to the "Hidden Sage."

Hum!

An endless stream of information surged out from the void, and a Dream Book fell out from the void, merging with that stream of information.

In this way, this stream of information possessed the blessing of Source Quality and was already close to a True God.

"I am just the 'Hidden Sage' right now."

The deities who currently know that the "Hidden Sage" is Chumen are the "Black Emperor" and the "Hanged Man"; below the True Gods, there are only the "Craftsman" and Medici.

These people are all in his camp, so there is no fear of the news leaking out.

"Go!"

Chumen transformed into a stream of information and merged into the world, quietly arriving at the vast battlefield.

In the Astral World were the emperors of the two great empires, while in the Real World were the "Primordial Witch" and the "True Creator."

The God War was already intense enough.

Chumen cast his gaze toward Medici.

He would be the key to this war.

"Damn it!" Medici retreated from the shadow in a flustered rage; under the interference of the "Primordial Witch," He failed to return to the "True Divine Kingdom" and even nearly fell into the Underworld.

"Accept your Fate." Adam raised the cross in his hand, as if a god issuing a Divine Oracle.

Under the power of the "Imagination" Authority represented by the Unique, Medici was indeed greatly affected; His own Characteristics began to become unstable, aggregating toward the direction of Alistair Tudor.

"Fuck your Fate!" Medici spat out a curse learned from Chumen, pulling a phantom longsword covered in dark red rust from within His body.

Scenes of armies marching and slaughter flashed in His eyes; "Einhorn" and the "Fallen"-controlled Sauron also arrived behind Him, becoming His comrades-in-arms.

These three standing together were the most powerful combination of the "Red Priest" Pathway!

A certain power was bestowed upon him, and he launched a "Slaughter" at Adam, who held a cross!

At the same time, layers upon layers of radiant wings unfolded behind Adam, and Ouroboros stepped out from within, his gaze falling upon Adam.

At this moment, Adam became the most unfortunate King of Angels.

Adam sensed the change in his own fortune, but he did not care; he faced the "Slaughter" head-on and brought out the preparations he had made for this moment.

Those preparations had long been solidified within the Unique of the "Visionary" Pathway, so there was no possibility of them being unavailable.

Clang!

A bone-structured portal appeared before Adam, followed by one pitch-black stone pillar after another rising up to support a magnificent and enormous cathedral.

This cathedral was constructed from the remains of different races, and at its very center stood a cross over a hundred meters tall, which gave the Bone Cathedral a sense of holiness, making it not appear eerie or terrifying in the slightest.

This was the first time the Bone Cathedral had appeared in this world; its essence was the "Visionary" Unique!

Ouroboros and Medici were both forcibly enveloped by this Bone Cathedral and fell into it.

Clang!

A terrifying sound emanated from the Bone Cathedral, and the colorful glass on the cathedral's windows reflected the blood and fire churning ceaselessly within.