Chapter 902: Divine Grace Like the Sea, The Radiance of Holy Light

Dozens of corpses crushed their own hearts simultaneously, and a stream of filthy blood gushed out—viscous and black, like a foul-smelling, putrid petroleum.

Akado's body suddenly could not hold up, and he half-knelt in a pool of blood. Only then did he see the appearance of those corpses clearly: around their eye sockets were bulging, blue-black veins, and their eyeballs, filled with nothing but whites, were bloodshot and protruding, covered in red threads. Black lines crawled all over the citizens' faces, hideous and terrifying.

This was the typical state of being possessed by an evil spirit!

Akado tried his best to prop himself up, but the black blood squeezed out from the hearts writhed, gathering toward his feet.

But at this moment, dozens of corpses opened their jaws simultaneously, their chins hanging all the way down to their chests, emitting a high-pitched shriek that sounded nothing like a human.

The invisible sound waves instantly shattered the splashing fresh blood into a blood mist.

Ripples visible to the naked eye swept across. The corpses, intersecting and shrieking in all directions, instantly tore the flowers and plants of the entire square to shreds, and the pool of blood flowing on the ground also formed violent ripples.

On the side of the Night Watchers.

The Princess only felt as if her skull had been heavily struck by a giant hammer. Even though she wore a steel helmet, she couldn't help but see darkness before her eyes. The greatsword in her hand was too heavy to lift, so she plunged it into the ground, barely using it to support herself.

The cigarette butt remaining in Anderson's mouth instantly turned to fly ash. The thick fog shrouding him was torn apart by the interweaving invisible sound waves. He let out a muffled groan, his body swaying, and two trails of blood flowed from beneath his nose, yet he still firmly gripped his Webley. 455 revolver.

He pressed his index finger against the cylinder, trembling as he loaded a special bullet into the chamber closest to firing.

And in the holy patrol procession led by Archbishop Gregory, the light of the silver lamp held high by a long pole trembled violently.

The silver mirrors held up by priests on both sides shattered suddenly amidst the countless intersecting sound waves, and the holy water in the silver cup splashed out as it trembled.

Gregory used a small knife to slit his wrist, letting fresh blood flow into the silver cup...

The most miserable was Akado, who faced all the corpses' shrieks directly and was located at the very center. The stone slabs around him shattered into a dense mess, and with his body as the center, the ground within a diameter of six feet sank by a foot overall.

The possessed body was like an orange that had been skinned, then had an iron rod inserted into it and spun at high speed, with all its juice flung away by centrifugal force.

Fresh blood flowed in torrents from his seven orifices...

Those black bloods were shattered into the finest blood mist, and the spirits residing within were torn apart by the sound waves.

However, after the evil spirits collectively emitted this shriek that swept across the entire field, their spiritual light also dimmed one after another.

These spirits were merely ordinary people during their lifetimes. Although they possessed relatively powerful spirituality after turning into evil spirits because they died under the blood moon, they had only just barely touched the edge of being transcendentals—at the level of ordinary people who were naturally strong in spirituality and capable of mediumship.

They were evil spirits that even spirit mediums could banish.

As a branch of the Blood of Envy in the Original Sin Path, to step into transcendence, one must complete the Blood Cup Hunger Ritual: extreme jealousy and hatred toward the living, slaughtering living people, drinking their blood, and consuming their souls.

These Blood Moon evil spirits had sufficient spirituality, but they had not completed such a ritual.

The reason they were able to sweep across the entire field in an instant lay entirely in the evil spirits' all-out shriek—this ability was known as the Banshee's Wail.

It was the most powerful transcendent ability for a spirit, and the one with the greatest lethality toward the living!

Dozens of Banshee's Wails sounded simultaneously. Except for Qian Chen and his three companions, who were presiding over the secret ritual at the center and protected by the Blood Moon evil spirits, as well as Gregory, who was always under the protection of the Holy Patrol secret ritual, the best state the other baptized ones could manage was barely lifting their pistols...

Vengeful evil spirits surrounded Akado one by one. Although their spirituality was dim, they still surged with vengeful poison.

Gregory saw that the Night Watchers and the transcendentals of the Blood Cup Sect present had all fallen, and only then did he reveal a trace of a smile. He opened the "Trinity Bible" in his hand and held up the holy lamp pendant around his neck.

That was a pendant ground from crystal, filled with church holy oil, and even containing a linen wick.

"Saint Vanna's Crystal!" Elijah exclaimed.

A type of crystal ore controlled by the church and mined in the spirit world, it was also a type of magic medicine and the most top-tier material in the Western Continent's occult circles.

The thing every witch dreamed of most was a crystal ball polished from Saint Vanna's crystal.

"Holy Lamp Secret Oil!"

Gable couldn't help but speak up as well.

That was an oil refined from a giant beast in the outer seas known as the Leviathan.

And that giant beast was said to be the incarnation of the Sea God. Only during the church's peak period was a special white oil refined from its body, and this oil was only used for the holy city's most important divine artifact—the Golden Holy Lamp.

Nowadays, not to mention who could harm a Leviathan as powerful as a god and take the oil from its body.

Just this giant beast itself had not appeared for hundreds of years.

Gregory held the holy lamp pendant high, facing Qian Chen. The difference between the transcendentals of the Holy Church and other wild transcendentals was revealed without doubt. From head to toe, he exuded extravagance. The archbishop's robe on his body was woven thread by thread by the nuns of the Shengcheng Ascetic Order using linen collected from the spirit world, and the white collar around his neck had been personally blessed by the Pope.

This collar, inherited from the ancient Solar Empire, was a simplified version of the amulet used by the priests of that time.

The belt and shawl were embroidered with scriptures in the same color thread. The content was the "Secret Gospel" personally written by the Savior and secretly transmitted by the church. For the sake of secrecy, it was even written in the Holy Church's secret script.

Such an archbishop's robe—even for those baptized ones, transformed ones, and even the head matrons of the Shengcheng Ascetic Order who were known as "Living Saints"—only produced a dozen or so pieces a year.

Therefore, amidst the dozens of Banshee's Wails, the spirituality of the other priests trembled and was consumed, while only Archbishop Gregory remained unscathed.

He kissed the pendant in his hand, raised it calmly, lit the linen thread removed from the Savior's burial shroud before his ascension, and shouted at the group of Blood Moon evil spirits and Qian Chen: "Begone! Evil!"

An incomparably dazzling radiance bloomed from the pendant. The spirituality gathered by the entire pilgrimage secret ritual burned out at this moment.

The holy, brilliant radiance was like the sea, shining toward all directions of the entire Kafas. And those bearing the brunt were the weak Blood Moon evil spirits and Qian Chen. Akado's remains burned in the holy light, leaving a black mark on the ground.

The peerless holy light came head-on, but Qian Chen opened his arms, accepting the ray of radiance originating from his own true spirit, transformed into a baptism by the Savior.

"Pollution and assimilation!"

Qian Chen easily distinguished the impurities in his spiritual light and opened his eyes indifferently and ruthlessly: "If one sees me through form, or seeks me through sound, that person is walking the evil path and cannot see the true suchness! I created the entire world and descended my true spirit upon all living beings; faith is blasphemy!"

Qian Chen already understood the essence of this invisible art.

At the beginning when he created this world and descended his true spirit upon all living beings, he did not hold a shred of selfishness, so the true spirits of all living beings were pure, without a trace of his subjective consciousness. Only in this way could these true spirits become 'people' normally and without interference.

However, the Savior likely mistakenly thought that there was no subjective consciousness in the true spirit, that there was no interference with 'me', and that the Lamp Father was equivalent to an existence like an incarnation of the Great Dao without a self.

Therefore, he gathered the self-consciousness of all living beings, just as acquired living beings muddy the innate gods, just as a Primordial Spirit True Immortal twists the Great Dao.

He attempted to go against the light and twist the essence of the Lamp Father.

He tried to replace him.

If the Lamp Father were truly an incarnation of the Great Dao, this path might be feasible, but the Lamp Father was only one side of Qian Chen creating this world, and he was not even Qian Chen, but rather the spiritual light severed by the Supreme Dao.

That ray of light was originally Qian Chen's true spirit, but it originated from the Supreme Dao.

To twist the source of that ray of light!

With Qian Chen's world-shocking wisdom, he had never even imagined such a thing even at his craziest.

Therefore, by borrowing this path of faith and climbing the ladder of light, the Savior climbed to the True Spirit Realm—that is, the level where the gods dwell and the Hours reside.

And then he got stuck there.

The Savior established his Kingdom of God there, and along his path of ascending to heaven, he continuously cultivated, continuously sublimated various magic medicines and illusory Great Daos in reverse with his true spirit, came to his side, was assimilated by him, and pieced together into the prototype of a Dao Fruit.

Then, with the Dao Fruit, he stained every true spirit falling from the True Spirit Realm to the Mirror of the Present World with a trace of radiance.

This ray of radiance was like a seed. As long as the person transformed by that true spirit believed in the Holy Church doctrine he wrote and practiced his path, the seed would sprout.

This was what the Holy Church called the aptitude of a priest, the Seed of Holy Light.

And the essence of this divine art was to use the intense erosive nature of the Holy Light, as well as that ray of Seed of Holy Light in the true spirit, to forcibly ripen all true spirits to be harvested by the Savior.

But no matter how good a sickle is, if you wave it toward the sky, you cannot cut down the sun!

As the manifestation of the Lamp Father's true spirit, Qian Chen embraced this radiance, feeling only like morning light brushing his face. Even if there was a trace of impure pollution, it was still refreshing and delightful.

The Princess only felt that the Knight's Oath she had taken was almost shattering under the holy light. Among the twelve Knights of the Round Table, except for Lancelot, the first oath was all about loyalty, dedicating the oath to King Arthur and his country. This was also the key to the Knights of the Round Table being able to resist the church.

Using loyalty to replace faith!

But under the illumination of the Holy Light secret ritual—Divine Grace, the Princess only felt the first oath tottering, and that stubborn Oath of Faith sealed beneath the Sword in the Stone slowly emerged.

Her will was interrogated by countless scriptures in the holy light, causing her extreme pain.

Anderson also felt that his own power from the spirit world was rapidly retreating back to the spirit world, or even being washed away and assimilated. Even if he could rely on the Gate of Ouroboros to retrieve power from the spirit world, that power would inevitably be stained with holy light, deviating from his path.

"Everything is over!"

The Princess said sorrowfully in her heart: "No wonder the church is so calm. Gregory possessing such a holy ritual divine artifact means the Shengcheng has never trusted Camelot, which has a precedent of an independent state religion. Under Divine Grace, even a complete person is difficult to resist. Those mysterious people are finished! The Night Watchers will also suffer heavy losses. After tonight, I don't know how many Night Watchers in Kafas will convert to the Holy Church."

"Even if it's the backup plan I prepared..."

The Princess rubbed her eyes, the influence of the strong light dissipated, and there were still many double images in the middle of the square.

Those corpses possessed by Blood Moon evil spirits still stood on the spot, but the Princess knew that their spirits must have already been banished back to the spirit world, or even ascended to 'Heaven'.

The Holy Church could even openly and honestly propagate that this was their 'Grace'.

The invading Blood Cup demons and cultists attacked Miskatonic University, evil spirits and evil vampires controlled the public, the Night Watchers cruelly slaughtered unarmed citizens, and finally, Archbishop Gregory of the Holy Church turned the tide, summoned Divine Grace, eliminated all evil spirits and demons, and redeemed the souls of innocent citizens.

What a perfect script!

A trace of anger was hidden in the Princess's heart. She turned to look at the Wisdom Clock Tower—everything was not over yet.

The church would only consider it a complete victory after thoroughly seizing what the Original Sin Sect had hidden!

Just at this moment, all the corpses turned their heads in unison, staring at Gregory. Under the holy radiance evaporating all evil, although Gregory still held a trace of vigilance, he also revealed a smile.

But at this moment, the smile froze! ===== CHAPTER 903 =====