Chapter 296: Gaze of the True God

In the East District of Backlund, due to the aura of the Abyss, the black clouds and blood-colored light originating from the outskirts of Backlund had already permeated here, covering more than half of the East District.

But at this moment, the Storm Church and the Evernight Church had also reacted; clergy from various cathedrals, Nighthawks, Punishers, and others were all dispatched, continuously uprooting the demons' sacrificial points and clearing away the dense blood mist.

This action was very useful; at the very least, it mitigated the erosion of the Abyss's aura, while also killing many demons of the Blood Sect and protecting countless poor people.

"A bunch of rats from the Abyss!" The "God's Singer" of the Storm Church appeared in person above the East District, tearing the blood-colored thick fog apart with a powerful tornado and blowing away the harmful substances within.

Yet, this violent tornado was unable to blow away the terrifying black clouds that covered half the sky.

He was not late, but it was clear that he could only serve to delay.

"Damn it, where the hell did the people from the Evernight Church go!" This irritable old gentleman accused the Archbishop of Backlund from the Evernight Church, who had yet to appear.

"Your Excellency Archbishop! There is a telegram from the Evernight Church!"

"Speak!" the "God's Singer" shouted while maintaining the tornado.

"Saint Anthony of the Evernight Church asks us to seek help from headquarters! Only an Angel can possibly stop this disaster!"

The "God's Singer's" expression changed drastically; could it be that the Evernight Church possessed intelligence they were unaware of?!

"Damn it!" The "God's Singer" had no choice but to issue the order to seek reinforcements; for a Beyonder of the "Storm" Pathway, seeking reinforcements was far more uncomfortable than rushing in to have a fight.

"I hope it's in time!" The "God's Singer" activated the "Sun" Pathway Sealed Artifact on his body, and the Purification Light fell into many corners of the East District, alleviating the situation of many citizens killing each other.

Just then, at a certain moment, the "God's Singer" suddenly widened his eyes and subconsciously lowered his head, looking at those citizens mired in pain.

They were wailing incessantly, and the residual aura of the Abyss was causing their bodies to suffer varying degrees of mutation, an extremely painful process.

But even worse, there were illusory figures flickering on their bodies, as if they were about to detach from these citizens.

In this instant, the "God's Singer" felt a chill in his body; this was the sign that the sacrifice had reached a critical juncture!

Once the spirits of these citizens were extracted, these people would become fuel for the sacrifice and die on the spot.

And how many people were there in this half of the East District?! That would be an unimaginable disaster!

Dong... At this very moment, a bell toll resounded throughout the entire East District, and a lightless, deepest, and most concentrated darkness surged from the cathedral of the Evernight Church, gradually spreading.

Within that darkness, the sound of singing poetry emerged, peaceful and serene, inducing sleep; all the spirits that had been shaken were pacified at this moment, gaining the strength to resist the pulling force of the black clouds in the sky.

It was precisely Saint Anthony, the Archbishop of the Backlund Evernight Church whom the "God's Singer" had been cursing.

He had taken action to temporarily stabilize the spirits of these people.

"We can only try our best to delay." This Saint looked with a gloomy expression and pity at the citizens whose spirit bodies were unstable.

The gate to the sacrificial plaza opened before Klein, and Klein saw the familiar altar.

"It's the altar of the Red Priest!" Klein's heartbeat accelerated involuntarily, and he recalled the altar that had been dug up in the ruins of the Spirit World war.

It had actually been dug up by the Blood Sect to perform a sacrifice here.

And after the gate swung wide open, the Despair Lady carried Trissy straight inside, finally placing her on the altar that had been completely activated.

The blood-colored radiance completely covered Trissy's body, imprisoning everything about her.

"With just one last step, she will become the best vessel for the 'Primordial' to descend."

The Despair Lady waved her hand, and an opening suddenly appeared outside the altar; waves of blood rolled in, waiting for the opportunity to submerge Trissy.

If there were no accidents, they would be able to see the "Primordial Witch" stand up from those blood waves today and descend into this world that had been separated for a thousand years.

"Everything is ready." The Despair Witch looked at Trissy and nodded with satisfaction.

And at this very moment, two terrifying wills descended upon the altar in a trance; the completely intact altar and ritual had finally attracted the gaze of those two True Gods!

Thump... Everyone knelt on the ground, whether it was the Demigod Despair Lady, the "Devils," or the Sequence 6 Klein and the remaining demon guards.

The entire underground pit fell into a strange silence.

Many demons began to pray, the sound of their prayers gathering into a wave, as if welcoming some great existence.

And this pressure of the True Gods was also spreading toward the surface and Backlund; this was the first time since the gods began guarding the Astral World in the Fifth Epoch that power at the level of a True God had manifested in the Real World!

"Abyss!" Outside Backlund, the "Death Consul" Azik Eggers, surrounded by many undead guards, suddenly raised his head and looked at the location of the altar.

He had been tracking the location of that lost altar, even linking it to the Witch Sect.

But as his investigation deepened, he also encountered terrifying resistance.

Now, standing before him was a Sequence 2 Angel of the Blood Sect, the "Blood Duke."

This was likely the last remaining Angel of the Blood Sect; after all, since the Demon Monarch was sealed in the Abyss, Beyonders of the "Abyss" Pathway had always been few, and this Angel's ability to advance was the Demon Monarch's final gamble.

"My Lord is about to return!" Upon sensing the will of the True God, this "Blood Duke" was trembling with excitement.

The Demon Family had been in decline for too long, and the Blood Sect had never reached its peak; all of this was because the True God was sealed, and the available Characteristics had been greatly reduced.

As long as the True God returned, nothing would be a problem anymore!

"Don't dream, no deity will allow an evil god to return!" Azik Eggers's expression was solemn.

Boom!

Before Azik could even finish speaking, terrifying thunder suddenly exploded in the sky; incandescent lightning tore everything apart, destroying all evil filth.

This was the power of the Lord of Storms!

Backlund was one of the main dioceses of the Lord of Storms; naturally, He would prevent the descent of the Demon Monarch.

And in the distance, night seemed to have fallen as well, with stars twinkling like eyes blinking.

"We have already made preparations." The "Blood Duke" looked at that patch of night with a grave expression, yet he remained confident in everything.

"The Witch Sect?" Azik Eggers paused; he had once collaborated with the Witch Sect for over a thousand years and was extremely familiar with their style.

That "Primordial Witch" had likely come as well.

The collaboration between two evil gods of the current era was truly enough to make one's heart tremble.

One more chapter, at most a little bit.