Tantric family to divine dynasty

Chapter 468: God's Envoy Byrne
"I don't want to get any new 'possibilities'."

"Let me be your apostle and watch the Fisher family continue to move forward."

Carl constructed a magical tree of souls through the golden fragments of civilization. With its power, the souls of the Fisher family can freely choose... to become messengers of God or to be reborn in a more perfect form.

Those souls who were never confused and remained firm made their own choices.

Just as everyone was confronting each other, a shadow appeared in the sky.

"The Light of Strange Change" Albert couldn't help but look up.

coming?

Is that the revelation behind the Fisher family?
The air suddenly solidified, time stopped flowing at this moment, a soft and mysterious light burst out from the void, slowly condensing into a phantom that was not tall but emitting endless light of wisdom.

He was wearing a glittering robe, and his eyes were as deep as the stars in the universe, as if he could see through the essence of all things in the world.

Darren was suddenly stunned and his whole body couldn't help shaking and trembling, not because of fear but because of excitement and joy.

"Father!"

"It's you! You're back! Hahahahahaha!"

Chris couldn't help but get extremely excited, his eyes flashing with piety and awe, and he murmured a prayer, knowing that he had once again witnessed the coming of a miracle.

At this moment, both of their hearts found unprecedented comfort.

"What is that?" Ariel couldn't help but exclaimed.

Aldridge's face was solemn, and he said in disbelief, "How could it be? How is it possible? That person seems to be, Byrne? Byrne Fischer?"

"That's not right, he's obviously dead, this is impossible!"

For the Rheans, the sudden appearance of the God's messenger was like a harbinger of the Last Judgment, which terrified them.

There was fear of unknown forces in their eyes, as well as despair of losing everything. Under this unspeakable pressure, it was simply difficult for them to control themselves.

Byrne's shadow gazed at everything calmly.

He remained silent and did not utter a single word.

Just when everyone was feeling mixed emotions, the shadow of God's messenger gently raised his hand, without the help of any physical medium, invisible chains woven of pure energy appeared out of thin air, shuttling back and forth like spirit snakes, accurately and accurately binding all the enemies.

These chains shone with strange light, and each one contained enough power to suppress the will of all things, rendering the bound people unable to move. Even the power within their bodies began to stir, losing their original control.

Then, Byrne's shadow slowly raised one hand, palm up, as if summoning some supernatural power.

As he moved, a strange wave began to spread in the air. This wave quickly spread around with Byrne as the center, enveloping all the strong men.

"Damn it! How can we stop him?"

"Help! Find a solution quickly!"

"Cardinal Albert, aren't you the most powerful monarch? Hurry up and do it!"

The people of Rhea realized that something bad was going to happen!
At this moment, an invisible force quietly descended upon the hearts of every powerful monarch, as if an invisible hand gently touched the deepest source of power in their bodies.

This power neither suppresses nor deprives, but guides the power in their bodies in a more subtle way to flow and change according to Byrne's will.

The monarchs and powerful men were surprised to find that the power that they had originally used to control at will had now become extremely difficult to control.

Their power seemed to be given new life and will, and began to surge within their bodies in a way they had never experienced before, sometimes violent as a storm, sometimes gentle as a stream, completely beyond their control.

“Oh no, this is indeed a power of the apocalypse level…” Albert’s voice trembled slightly.

There was no trace of blood on his face. The eyes of Byrne's phantom were like two bright stars, flashing with the light of seeing through people's hearts.

With an irresistible gaze, he scanned the strong men present one by one. Under this gaze, even "The Light of Strange Change" Albert, "The White Flower" Lian, and "The King of Blood Flame" Frem felt an unprecedented shock and uneasiness, as if their souls were completely penetrated and all their secrets and weaknesses were exposed.

Then, Byrne's shadow whispered one ancient and mysterious spell after another. Although the voice was soft, it shook everyone's heart like thunder.

As the spell echoed, the chained Rhea and the two cardinals suddenly found that their power was beginning to get out of control.

Some people have flames burning inside their bodies, but they are unable to direct them; some people have explosive strength increase, but can only swing their weapons randomly; worse still, some people's strength backfires and they are in unbearable pain!
Under the deep and majestic gaze of Byrne's phantom, Albert, the "Light of Change", felt unprecedented pressure and restraint, knowing that facing such a powerful existence, conventional fighting methods were meaningless.

So he decided to take a gamble and use his deep understanding and control over space to try to tear the space apart and escape from this battlefield full of crisis and oppression!

"The Light of Strange Change" Albert took a deep breath, closed his eyes, and a faint light emanated from his whole body, which was a symbol of spatial power.

Soon the air around him began to distort, and the space seemed to be gently torn apart by an invisible hand, and a tiny crack quietly appeared.

However, at the critical moment when the crack was about to expand, an even more powerful force surged out from the phantom of the messenger of God, hitting the crack like a torrent. This force not only prevented the crack from expanding, but also began to squeeze in the opposite direction, trying to close the already opened crack again.

"The Light of Strange Change" Albert felt unprecedented resistance. He gritted his teeth and increased the output of spatial power in an attempt to fight against this mysterious force.

But no matter how hard he tried, the crack would not expand any further. Instead, it began to slowly close under his efforts. There was an irresistible force preventing him from escaping!

"how is this possible?"

Seeing this, other Rheans also joined in this silent contest.

They each exerted their bloodline power, trying to find a chance to escape under the suppression of Byrne's shadow, but no matter how hard they tried or how skillfully they used their power, they were unable to break through the invisible cage that had been carefully set up for them.

In the end, when all efforts came to nothing, the monarchs and powerful men had to face reality and realized that no matter how powerful they were, they seemed so small and powerless in front of that terrible phantom.

Byrne's shadow watched all this quietly. Those once proud monarchs and powerful men finally realized the true powerlessness and despair.

Their inner defenses collapsed one by one before the power of the Lost Lord's Messenger, like a castle swept by a strong wind, eventually turning into ruins.

The old man in black, who had been full of seriousness, was the first to kneel on the ground. His eyes lost their former sharpness and confidence, and were replaced by deep awe and fear.

With a trembling voice, he murmured in a low voice: "I... I am powerless to resist... I am willing to surrender, please spare me!"

Frame frowned deeply and said, "I will never surrender... and neither will the Rheans... Get up!"

"We are proud Rhea people. Even if we encounter mountains of swords, seas of fire, and all the difficulties and tortures in the world, we will never lose our backbone and pride!"

Meanwhile, Darren and Chris are filled with excitement and gratitude.

They saw how the shadow of Byrne demonstrated the majesty of the great Lost Lord with irresistible power, and how those once powerful enemies collapsed and disintegrated in the face of God!

This scene not only deepened their awe and worship of the great Lord of the Lost, but also made the members of the Fisher family firmly believe that no matter how great the difficulties and challenges the Fisher family encountered, as long as they had firm faith in their hearts, the great Lord of the Lost would grant them strength and guidance.

"No!"

Cardinal Albert, the "Light of Change", felt the threat of death and finally stopped maintaining his former majesty. Instead, he roared in despair and became hysterical.

At this moment, a strong golden light suddenly burst out from the "White Flower" Lian!
That power made everyone tremble, even the powerful force of Byrne's phantom was invalidated in an instant. It was a power far beyond the level of Apocalypse, and it could even be said that it was in a completely different dimension.

Carl, who was observing everything silently, couldn't help but be surprised for a moment.

"I see. Is this the final trump card of the 'Saint' of the Church of Redemption?"

That is the divine power left behind by the Lord of Redemption.

(End of this chapter)