Chapter 298: God Descent (Please Subscribe)

Metana Yake is actually an Extraordinary!

It seems she is also related to the "Red"!

After his initial surprise, a joy surfaced in Aaron's heart, as if he had finally hooked a "fish."

He reached into his bosom and crushed a piece of iron-black metal covered in complex, twisted patterns.

This was a "Underworld" Talisman he had crafted using Aokelaier's power.

The "Professor" school's theory of Balance is, in some respects, quite commendable.

For instance, using the dead, cold "Underworld" can counteract the surging passion and desire of the "Red"!

In an instant, a cold wind blew through the hall.

A layer of white frost condensed on the water glass in the distance.

His gaze seemed to pierce through Metana's flesh and blood, seeing directly into her Spirit Body and the chains formed by "Word Spirit" coiled around it.

Aaron raised his hands high and announced with a face full of piety.

The light representing Jiusu instantly washed over Metana's body and mind.

"They forced my father to work for them, to spy on news within the royal palace... I am very afraid... Once something goes wrong, our entire family will be destroyed."

Metana felt her stiffened body, her heart gradually filling with despair...

'This leader of the "Moromon Cult" is actually not an ordinary person, but an "Underworld" Extraordinary... and... far more powerful than me.'

"It comes from an Evil Domain society; that society used some method to corrupt my father, mother, and other family members... then forced me to drink that blood as well and enter into a Contract with it. As long as I drink that blood, I can never speak its secrets!"

That was an incomparably vast, incomparably great existence!

A behemoth more terrifying than the strongest False God in her memory!

No!

To compare a False God to this existence is simply an insult!

"Praise the 'Moluo God', He has warded off the devil's trials for us!"

If one were to get closer, they would find that Aaron's body was stiff at this moment, and his pupils lacked focus.

Aaron sat on the bed and asked calmly: "You have the shackles of a False God on you; what is going on with that?"

Cluck!

Metana's eyes streamed with tears, her whole body trembling, and she knelt down from the bottom of her heart: "My Lord... You are the One, and also the All... You have brought me Jiusu, and shall possess my body, my heart, and all that I am..."

Sitasu Tai Tai trembled all over and could only walk out, thoughtfully closing the door for the two of them.

White light!

At the same time, he pointed at Metana: "This woman's sins are too heavy; take her to the room in the back, I want to personally perform Purification on her!"

"Yes."

Aaron looked at Sitasu Tai Tai and gave the order.

Metana felt her whole body trembling: "That—the False Spirit who never responds to believers?"

A False God is merely an ant, completely incomparable to this kind of existence!

She could not understand the Spirit World Language at all; she only heard the Saintess address the room with a few phrases chanted in a strange language.

Aaron chanted in a chanting voice, in the Spirit World Language: "The False Spirit wandering in the unknown, the Absolutely Neutral Existence, the Silent Observer..."

"A very powerful oath... much higher than a Secret-Keeping Ritual... The power of 'Law'?"

This scene made Sitasu Tai Tai's teeth itch even more.

Sitasu Tai Tai's small mouth opened and closed, unable to shut for a long time.

"Is that Evil Domain society the 'Desire Spirit Sect'?" Aaron's eyes flashed with light as he asked.

"Very well, Miss Metana..."

Aaron slowly opened his eyes, a hint of a smile on his lips: "Metana... you have already felt the greatness of My Lord!"

Beside them, Sitasu Tai Tai watched this scene, her expression slightly dazed.

Sitasu Tai Tai brought the nearly immobile Metana to the back room, and seeing that large bed in particular, her legs felt a little weak.

Metana said in panic: "Until I met you, this must be the guidance of Fate!"

"I... no..."

Miss Metana, having had her mask removed, struggled to lift her neck, like a proud swan.

The tear stains on her eyes had not yet dried, and her demeanor was extremely pious: "I beg you to bestow the glory of Jiusu upon my family; they are being bewitched by Evil Domain... for this, I am willing to offer everything!"

Secret Source Power surged, and those shackles instantly vanished into smoke.

'What is going on? Metana wants to bring her whole family into the "Moromon Cult"? This effect... is it a bit too good?'

Just as she was letting her imagination run wild, the golden-masked person in front spoke: "Metana Yake... do you confess your sins?"

As for the other believers, they all felt as if a basin of cold water had been poured over their heads, and all their thoughts vanished.

'What is going on? Was Metana someone who could change her faith so easily? How did this little hussy suddenly become more pious than a Saintess? This is not scientific!'

Compared to the other believers, the impact Metana received was even more intense.

And the facts proved that her guess was not wrong.

Cluck!

"This is the will of God!"

Her teeth chattered, and she had an ominous feeling that things had "gone off the rails."

Metana seemed to want to kiss Aaron's boots at this moment: "Pope... You are God's spokesperson on earth; you easily invoked a God Descent to bestow Jiusu upon me!"

Metana screamed; she felt an indescribable palm directly grip her soul!

Then, she saw Metana's expression change drastically once again.

But she discovered that the mysterious person opposite was already sitting on the bed and did not answer.

She was somewhat impatient to see the scene of the other party's snow-white feathers stained with mud; by what right... could she be so arrogant?

"Let us chant the honorable name of the 'Moluo God' together, chant that name, and expel the Demon from your body!"

Sitasu Tai Tai watched all of this, like an abandoned puppy, suddenly feeling a bit aggrieved and wanting to cry.

"What you believe in... is it a true Hidden Existence?"

"God!"

"I..."

He had already projected his Spirit Body, observing the captive before him from the perspective of a 'Spirit of Falsehood'.

For some reason, watching this scene, Sitasu Tai Tai suddenly felt a touch of urgency and fear, as if she were about to be replaced.

Sitasu Tai Tai's expression was somewhat dull.

Aaron emphasized his tone.

Aaron reached out his hand and delved into Metana's body.

"You go out first."

The next moment, Aaron's hand grabbed onto the blood-red curse seal chain and gave it a violent tug.

Metana replied: "No, it is the 'Blood Garment Club'. My father loved fine food, and after he was introduced to that club, he gradually became more and more wrong."

'That's not right. This method of making people drink fresh blood and establishing harsh Contracts is very similar to the abilities of the evil cultists in the church case described by William... It should be the ability of the 'God of Suffering', yet it turns out to be the 'Blood Garment Club'?'

(End of chapter)