Chapter 163: Blood Emperor

The ball of flesh that Alistair Tudor had transformed into carried a certain terrifying aura of catastrophe, and for Angels, it was filled with intense Corruption.

Many Beyonders on the battlefield were corrupted, losing control instantly and becoming a type of Monster, circling around that ball of flesh and becoming His "Soldiers."

A "Red Priest" can be understood as a sacrificer of the essence of power; He is the incarnation of war and the source of blood and fire.

At this moment, torrents of complex information poured straight down from above, transforming into a deluge that shrouded the entire battlefield.

Those ordinary soldiers who were Beyonders on the verge of losing control were saved at this moment; their hidden connection to this ball of flesh was severed.

And the effect of that information torrent went far beyond that; it was like a true, surging tide, rushing toward that enormous ball of flesh.

Sss!

Just at this moment, a violent tremor occurred inside the ball of flesh, and a crack appeared, tearing the ball open.

A pair of blood-red eyes, completely occupied by madness, opened, and a gaze as substantial as reality fell upon that torrent of information.

In an instant, the information torrent was stained with blood color, and rust caused the information symbols to wither away.

"I am the Blood Emperor!"

Alistair Tudor's voice emanated from that ball of flesh, gradually spreading throughout the entire world.

Whether in madness or clarity, He was a true God, and in the end, He stepped upon blood-red colors to ascend the divine throne!

The next instant, the entire ball of flesh transformed into a blood-red cloak, draped behind Alistair Tudor.

He wore black battle armor, a crown covered in rust and fresh blood upon His head, blood-red patterns like evil scars covered the left side of His face, and a distorted black rune was on the right side.

Even more eerie was the exceptionally prominent blood-red Banner Mark at the center of His brow.

Yet His gaze was filled with indifference, madness, and distortion; He was no longer just Alistair Tudor, but more like a new deity formed from Alistair Tudor's memories and Potion imprints.

Chumen, who had transformed into the information torrent, was slightly stunned, as if he had returned to the distant Second Epoch, when most of the subordinate gods and True Gods were in such an eerie, mad state.

Bloodthirsty and violent, they had brains, but generally didn't use them.

Existences like the Elf King, the Dragon of Imagination, and the Giant King were even more like lunatics who would dare to do anything once they went mad.

"Truly became a mad existence like an Ancient God..." An illusory figure condensed from that information torrent, showing no trace of Chumen at all.

"Then I cannot leave you alive even more."

An Ancient God that I spent so much effort to kill must not appear in this world again!

Adam's plan required such a "lunatic," but it didn't say this lunatic had to be alive!

"'Hidden Sage'? You dare to make an enemy of me?!" The Blood Emperor was indifferent, His blood-red gaze piercing Chumen's heart like a war sword.

The Mose Ascetic Order organization was neutral, adhering to morality and discipline, pursuing knowledge while strictly maintaining secrecy; such an organization had good relations with the major Churches and the two great Empires, and was even highly respected.

And what the Mose Ascetic Order worshipped was the "Hidden Sage."

Today was the first time the "Hidden Sage" had appeared before people, which could be considered a confirmation of all the legends regarding the "Hidden Sage" over the past few hundred years.

This really was a deity!

"Do as you will, but do no harm." The information torrent pulsed, conveying this message.

The focus was on the latter half of the sentence.

But clearly, the Blood Emperor, whose madness was comparable to an Ancient God, could not understand this sentence.

"Heh." The Blood Emperor merely glanced at Chumen before raising His head to cast His gaze toward the Astral World, focusing on His former superior, the "Black Emperor" Solomon.

A blood-red light flashed, and a great blood-red sword appeared in His hand; He was searching for the "Black Emperor's" weakness, attempting a Must-Kill in one strike.

He demonstrated with practical action that He did not regard Chumen in the slightest.

Chumen suddenly felt a "Provoke" in the mystical sense, giving him an urge to beat the other party up.

"Truly mad enough." The current "Hidden Sage" was nearly a True God; besides Chumen's true body, only a lunatic would dare to ignore a True God.

Chumen reached out and made a sweeping motion; the information of the surrounding Space showed signs of being overwritten, as if the world had been pulled back several hundred years.

"Mystery Reproduction"!

The scene from several hundred years ago where the gods and the King of Angels assassinated the Creator was reproduced, lifelike, as if it had overlaid the time and space.

The information torrent covered everything, bringing the night, condensing Lightning, and dragging this land into an environment similar to the Forsaken Land of the Gods.

The Blood Emperor's gaze was finally pulled down from the Astral World to look at the "Hidden Sage."

And the "Hidden Sage" took the Spear of Destiny from that scene.

Similar to when using the "Scroll of Civilization," Chumen condensed the Spear of Destiny with various chaotic and intertwined information.

And the effect of this "fairy tale magic," the Spear of Destiny, was also very clear: it was "God-Slaying"!

"Back then I only had the qualifications to watch, but now this Spear of Destiny is aimed at me!" The first reaction of the lunatic Blood Emperor was not to defend, but to make a statement.

He raised the Iron and Blood War Sword in His hand, and a wave of blood surged from the cloak behind Him, roaring and crashing toward Chumen, who held the Spear of Destiny.

"Go to hell!"

Every drop of blood was a weapon; every drop of blood could trigger "Harvest" and "Slaughter"!

In terms of direct combat power, the "Red Priest" was definitely among the most powerful, and His use of power was extremely ingenious.

"Roar!" With a war cry from the Blood Emperor, the soldiers on the battlefield changed their allegiance at the first moment, conquered by the Blood Emperor, providing Him with the enhancement of war power.

And the "Hermit" was not a deity skilled in this kind of direct combat.

"But I am not just a 'Hermit'..."

The Dream Book within the "Hidden Sage" suddenly flickered with specks of Dream Phosphor, and the power of the Source Quality poured into the information torrent where the "Hidden Sage" resided.

Like the convergence of two oceans, the clash between the sea of blood and the information torrent caused the surrounding environment to fall into an eerie flickering.

In the collision of the two Authorities, they eroded and corrupted each other; streams of information light or blood constantly lost their vitality and shattered.

The Blood Emperor let out a low roar and simply held the war sword to kill Chumen.

The moment He was pointed at by the war sword, Chumen's body, condensed from information, seemed to turn into reality, its weakness Insight-ed, and it was about to be pierced through by a sword.

This was not a metaphor, but the future.

The "Hermit" Pathway Sequence 3 is "Prophet Master," possessing powerful prophetic abilities.

If Chumen did not make a more powerful response, he would certainly be pierced through by this sword.

"Truly formidable," Chumen said expressionlessly as he threw the Spear of Destiny in his hand, aiming straight for the Blood Emperor's heart.

Looking closely at that "Spear of Destiny," it seemed no longer to be merely condensed from information, but had gained a real texture.

The Dream Book within the Hidden Sage had already been opened to the "Reality" page, blurring the boundary of existence between this Spear of Destiny and the genuine article, granting it a few of the genuine article's traits!