Alien world

Chapter 1352 274. Divine Evil
Cloverfield Mine was once the closest mine to the Golden City, but a fire broke out during the turmoil ten years ago, killing hundreds of laborers who had no time to escape, and thick smoke covered the sky over the city for three days and three nights.

After the fire was put out, the Cloverfield Mine was abandoned. It is said that the ghosts of the dead are wandering in the abandoned mine.

"You stay here."

In front of the mine, Lord Raymond said to his guards.

"Yes, Lord."

The loyal golden armor guards only obey his orders

Lord Raymond walked into the cave, which was a little narrow and cramped for him, alone. Just as the darkness swallowed him, the ring on his little finger flashed a magical light, and a magic lamp appeared in his hand.

As we went deeper, we heard disturbing screams of ghosts and wolves howling from deep inside the mine, which was covered with black burn marks.
The Cloverfield Mine is not just a rumor that it is haunted; there are indeed hordes of undead here.

They emerged from the rock wall, emitting creepy howls and pounced on the intruders, but when they approached the edge of the light, they sensed a familiar breath and paused, retreating like slaves.

Lord Raymond came to the depths of the cave without any obstruction, where there were also several magic lamps on, and a group of people imprisoned in cages with magic shackles.

Almost all the priests and nuns of the Fortune Church are here.

"Raymond! It's you... Are you crazy? How dare you attack the church?"

A priest in the cage stared at Lord Raymond who was approaching.

His body was so bloated that he blocked all the light behind him, as if he was wearing a dark and deep cloak.

"Did you capture the Bishop and the others as well?!"

Lord Raymond said expressionlessly: "Hasen, don't be so excited, you should thank me because I will take you to see the lady."

"Miss……"

The priests and nuns, filled with anger and hatred, all stood there in a daze.

"Bishop Hoghus and the others are already there. I will take you there now."

Lord Raymond opened the cage and released the stunned priests.

"Are you sure it's... Madam?" the pastor couldn't help but ask.

"I promise you."

The priest asked to send someone out first, but was rejected by Lord Raymond: "This concerns the lady, none of you can leave."

The undead spirits obeying Lord Raymond emerged from the rock walls and surrounded them. Even the magic lamps became dimmer.

The priests and nuns had no choice but to follow Lord Raymond deeper into the depths.

The bishop is an epic. Even Lord Raymond can't kill him without making a sound. Could it be...

For dozens of minutes, the only sounds were footsteps and occasional coughs. When everyone's patience was almost gone, they reached the end of the cave and the view was suddenly clear.

When the believers saw the huge piece of copper, they had the same expression as the bishop.

This is because the mysterious pattern of the huge orichalcum fragment is exactly the same as the temple where the lady lives.

"My lady..."

Someone called out softly, awakening a certain slumbering consciousness, and the patterns on the mountain copper fragments slowly lit up.

"I hear you coming, come closer to me, let me feel you..."

The crowd's footsteps were uncontrollable, like lost lambs, they walked towards the copper fragments step by step. "Touch me..."

They stretched out their hands with piety and touched the temple where the lady most revered by all believers lived... and then, their vitality drained away from them at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Skinny, shriveled, and then turned into a ball of dust.

Seeing that the last priest was about to be turned into powder, he suddenly woke up.

"You are not... a false god—"

The priest let out a final roar, and his dry facial skin fell off piece by piece, turning into ashes.

The orichalcum fragments that had devoured dozens of believers flickered in and out, as if they were being digested.

"Great lady, have you regained some of your strength?"

Seeing all this, Lord Raymond bowed his head reverently.

"Thanks to you, I have recovered some of my strength..." The hollow voice echoed with a strange tone, "Come, come closer to me, I will share my strength with you."

Lord Raymond numbly walked step by step to the orichalcum fragment in response to the voice's gentle call, and his fingers, which were swollen and almost unrecognizable due to obesity, gently placed on the surface of the fragment.

Just like those believers, his body was like a deflated balloon, shrinking quickly, and the unsupported skin hung on his body like a pug.

When Lord Raymond was about to follow in the tragic footsteps of those priests, a light suddenly bloomed on him, like the first rays of dawn, full of warmth and light.

The orichalcum fragment let out a sharp and terrified scream: "Protection spell? No... this is impossible. How can you have the protection of the God of Light!!!"

Then, all the power swallowed by the orichalcum fragments actually flowed back through Raymond's touching hand and was injected back into his body.

Lord Raymond's body, which was filled with fat, quickly filled out, and his bloated face showed a sarcastic smile.

"You think I don't know that you're just a divine evil pretending to be a lady?"

"You couldn't possibly know! You brought followers from the Church of Wealth and sacrificed your two sons. That couldn't be fake!"

“They’re certainly not fake.”

The golden light on Lord Raymond's body gradually dimmed, and the layer of human skin that was tightly attached to his skin slowly rose, broke, and disappeared.

“Human skin… You actually killed the Saint of the God of Light and peeled off her skin…?” The hollow voice turned into a scream, “You are the lunatic! You are—”

The scream echoed in the cave, gradually weakening, and finally turned into a humble plea: "Stop... Stop now! I know the secrets of many gods, I can tell you all!"

"No need. If I kill you, I will be the first person in Allen Continent to ignite the divine fire..."

"Do not--"

The final cry echoed and died away, and the orichalcum fragments fell into complete silence.

Raymond retracted his arm, turned his palm over, and stared at the irregular and hazy ball of light that he was gently holding up:

"Yes, that's it... the divinity that only gods possess..."

The beautiful light ball seemed to be out of this world, with a purity and holiness beyond the mundane world. The periphery of the halo seemed to be shrouded in wisps of fine silver mist. They flowed slowly, like ripples caused by the breeze blowing across the water, or like a dream net woven by gods.

When gazing at it, it seems as if you can see the dawn and the night, life and death, gods and mortals, vastness and insignificance.

Any wealth, power, offspring... none of them are as precious as one-tenth of it.

(End of this chapter)