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Chapter 411 The Belated Final Battle

Hanl, carrying the light of steadfastness, swiftly traversed the alleyways.

Places that used to be easily reached by horse-drawn carriage now seem so far away when you run on foot.

Years of neglecting exercise have caused his health to deteriorate significantly. When he runs, his lungs feel like they are being pricked with needles, and every breath is extremely difficult.

But the physical pain didn't stop him; instead, it excited him.

The pain is proof that he is still alive.

Since the Church of Souls of Light collapsed in front of him thirty years ago, and he finally got his revenge, he has lost his purpose in life.

As the archbishop of the Eternal Light Church, he was only doing this to repay the kindness of Wu Chang and Eileen, not because he truly wanted to perform a miracle.

Especially after the miracles ceased, when he watched helplessly as the Church of Eternal Light declined and was powerless to reverse it, the course of his life was entirely driven by inertia.

He had thought his life would decay like this holy city, disappearing into a forgotten corner.

Unexpectedly, he found another target tonight.

Although his heart and lungs were in pain, he adapted to the pain and his steps became lighter.

The gradually lessening pain and the ever-lighter body gave him the illusion that he was abandoning his aging body and rediscovering his youthful self.

In his youth, he prepared for a battle that would cost him his life. He endured hardship and honed his sword for years, hoping to draw it one night and severely damage the Soul Light Sect to avenge his wife.

Before he could even draw his sword, the Soul Light Cult, whom he considered his lifelong enemy and whose injuries required sacrificing one's life, was kicked to death by Wu Chang and Eileen, who were passing by.

Not only the Soullight Cult, but also the moon, which was merged with the Great Sage and was easily crushed by them.

Their power was too great; he couldn't even get involved in helping and could only stand by and create atmosphere.

Although Han was grateful to Wu Chang and Eileen, he would still sigh whenever he thought about it, lamenting that life had no script and that the lives of supporting characters were so haphazard that they didn't even have a climax.

To his surprise, even though half of his body was buried in the soil, he had the opportunity to make up for the regrets of that year.

He's already over sixty years old, isn't it a bit late to start fighting for the world?
Thinking of this, he couldn't help but laugh at himself.

As Haner approached the Church of the Elixir, the atmosphere in the city grew heavy.

Besides the faint sounds of prayer, groans and wails began to appear all around.

Although the Serena's miracle guidance ritual is a whole, the rate at which energy is absorbed varies between different areas.

The closer to the central node, the faster and more thoroughly energy is absorbed.

The miracle-guided rituals draw not ordinary energy, but the faith and vitality of the believers.

In the area that Wick was in charge of, some believers were already unable to support the offerings, and the lack of vitality was causing them great suffering.

Even as they collapsed to the ground in agony and wailed, they continued to pray in indistinct voices, looking as if they were possessed.

Hanl wanted to stop them, but seeing the crescent moon in the sky growing increasingly crimson and getting closer to the ground, he had no time to linger.

He had tried his best to avoid the praying believers, but when he was two kilometers away from the Church of the Holy Medicine, he still couldn't avoid them.

The only way to the Church of the Medicine was crowded with hundreds of visiting believers.

This place was once the site of the Levin Cult, a once-powerful sect that was chosen by the White Wolf as one of the nodes of the ritual.

It's not far from the Church of the Elixir of the Spirit, but if you choose to take a detour, you'll have to walk at least three or four kilometers more.

Hanl watched the blood moon gradually descend and decided to cross the node.

He took a deep breath and walked toward the visiting believers.

The visiting believers, who filled the road, were all kneeling and prostrating on the ground, just like the believers around Yongguang Church.

However, unlike the area where Hanl is located, this place is closer to the small node, so the direction in which the visiting believers kneel and worship is also towards the Church of the Holy Medicine.

Although they were still making sounds, their bodies remained motionless, like statues.

Even as Hanl walked through them, no one looked up at him or stopped him.

He made the right bet; things went even more smoothly than he had imagined.

Halfway there, when they reached the center of the node, a scream suddenly came from behind them.

His body tensed instantly. He turned around and saw a foreign believer clutching his chest, his body shrinking at a visible rate.

In just one or two breaths, due to severe loss of life force, it turned into a dried-up corpse.

Hanl frowned slightly, a hint of reluctance in his eyes, and turned his head away.

One of the reasons he didn't want the extraordinary to return to the Kingdom of Mikel was that the sect often carried out similar cruel sacrifices in pursuit of miracles.

It's not that all the sects in the Kingdom of Mikel worship evil gods, but rather that the methods of summoning miracles have been distorted since the first miracle.

The first miracle was born from suffering, and believers and sects believed that only pain and death could attract the attention of the gods and gain their mercy.

Furthermore, the fact that all subsequent miracles were associated with pain and death reinforced this belief.

The pursuit of pain and death inevitably leads to the occurrence of events right before our eyes.

Hanl turned and continued on his way. Fortunately, the commotion was just from the divine guidance ceremony, and not from someone trying to stop him.

Before the thought in his mind could fade, he heard another sound coming from the direction where the scream had come from.

This time it wasn't a scream, but a human voice.

"Only pain and death can give birth to the flower of piety that transcends everything; only this faith that transcends life, death, and self can break through the barrier between man and God."

Hanl's relaxed body tensed up again. He slowly turned around and saw a middle-aged man squatting in front of the dead believer.

After the middle-aged man finished his brief prayer, he slowly stood up and looked at Hanl.

His gaze was wise and profound; even strangers could tell from his eyes that he was a learned scholar.

Hanl remembered the other person; the scholar with the deep gaze before him was none other than Thompson, the president of the Mathematical Society and the true initiator of this miraculous guidance ceremony.

He had greeted the other party under Wick's guidance.

Thompson said, "Archbishop Hanl, you should be in your own church, leading the faithful in devout prayer. Why are you here?"

Hanl’s lips twitched slightly. He wanted to make up a lie to get by, but under Thompson’s all-seeing gaze, he couldn’t utter a word.

His subconscious was telling him that lying to Thompson was just insulting his own intelligence.

He quickly composed himself and asked in return, "President Thompson, why do you think I'm here?"

Thompson stood up and looked up at the setting red moon.

“I guess you want to go to Duke Wick’s place and ruin this miracle.”

Hanl laughed and said, "As expected of a great scholar, you guessed it right away."

Thompson looked at the Unwavering Light behind Hanl. He had never witnessed the miracle of the Fallen Moon Night and did not recognize the Unwavering Light.

He asked, "What do you think you can use to stop Duke Wick? That hollow wooden hammer behind you?"

Those who frequently engage in combat with melee weapons know that the warhammer is actually a small weapon.

Solid metal has an extremely high density; generally speaking, even the strongest knight can only wield a warhammer no bigger than an egg.

The warhammer resembling a large wine glass in the stage play only exists in the story.

The long-handled warhammer on Han's back has a handle that is over a meter long and a head that is as big as a small wooden barrel. If it is really made of metal, it would weigh more than three adults.

With such a massive warhammer, which Hanl had secured to his back with a simple leather strap, Thompson’s expertise told him that it was definitely a fake.

Has Hanl gone mad by attacking Wick with a hollow wooden hammer?

Haner, of course, wouldn't tell Thompson the truth, but simply said:

"Thompson, sometimes a person's will can bear a heavier weight than flesh and blood."

Thompson shook his head slightly. He took out a book from his pocket, and as he opened the book, a transparent barrier rose around the ritual node.

He said, “Archbishop Hanl, haven’t you realized that as God’s representative on earth, you should be more cooperative with our actions than Wick? Your current madness is the divine punishment that God has brought upon you.”

Hanl took the Light of Steadfastness from behind him, and judging from Thompson's expression, he wasn't going to let him leave easily.

"Thompson, who once vehemently denied the existence of God, now talks about God all the time. Between you and me, who has truly gone mad?"

Despite Han's mockery, Thompson remained unfazed and said:
"That's because I was too ignorant back then, and I only believed what I saw and what I knew."

“When I matured enough and understood the world enough, I realized how wrong I had been. And you, Archbishop Hanl, you haven’t realized it yet.” Thompson’s book flipped through the pages rapidly without any wind.

“Come, Han, when you see what I have seen and know the greatness of the gods, it is not too late for you to turn back!”

Before he finished speaking, Thompson's body became transparent and vanished from the spot.

Han gripped his warhammer tightly, wary of Thompson's attack.

He didn't get to see Thompson's attack, but he noticed the prayers of the believers around him growing louder.

The buzzing sound, initially like that of a mosquito, gradually grew louder and more jarring, eventually becoming deafening.

Amidst the loud prayers, he felt his body shrinking, and everything around him became incomprehensible to him.

He looked up and saw an eye slowly emerging in the sky, an eye formed from flames.

Under the gaze of those eyes, he felt so small, his legs began to tremble, and he couldn't help but want to kneel down and worship the eyes above his head.

At the center of the ceremony, Hanl's eyes were cloudy as he looked up at the sky, his body trembling as if he were seeing something incomprehensible.

Two meters behind him, Thompson, carrying the Soullight Cult's scriptures in one hand and a dagger in the other, walked towards Han.

He had anticipated Hanl's state. Anyone who saw the existence of a god would give up all resistance and fall into inexplicable fear, and he was no exception at the time.

He came within a meter of Han, raised his dagger, and aimed it at Han's throat.

“Those who turn away from God’s grace will have their souls forever plunged into darkness.”

Just as the dagger was about to strike, Thompson was surprised to find that Hanl's cloudy eyes had become clear again.

"you?!"

"You don't think you can scare me with just one eye, do you?" Hanl's eyes gleamed with mockery as he swung the Light of Determination at Thompson.

It has to be said that Thompson's illusion was very powerful; he was already under the spell before he even realized it.

If it were the old him, he probably wouldn't have been able to escape Thompson's illusion and would have stood there until his throat was slit.

But with the blessing of a miracle, his willpower reached 50, and wielding the light of steadfastness, he was able to easily break free from illusions.

"Item Skill: Fearless"

"Skill Description: When equipped with Steadfast Light, Willpower attribute is increased by 30%, and resistance to mental abilities is increased by 25%. When your Willpower exceeds 50 points, you will not feel the weight when using Steadfast Light."

Faced with Hanl's heavy hammer, Thompson reversed his grip on the dagger, raised the Soullight Bible with both hands, and used it as a shield in front of him.

With the magic of the Soul Light Bible and his awakened extraordinary power, the mere hollow wooden hammer was enough to withstand Han's weak and feeble attacks.

Wait, the sound of Hanl swinging his hammer and cutting through the air doesn't sound right.
This was Thompson's last thought before he died.

The Light of Steadfastness has no weight in Han's hands, but when it hits others, it carries considerable weight.

The massive hammer, weighing over 200 kilograms, swung with terrifying force, easily shattering the shield formed by the Soul Light Bible. Its momentum continued as it struck Thompson's chest.

Thompson's body collapsed under the immense impact, spraying out a spray of blood and liquid that splattered all over the ground.

Hanl offered a brief prayer over the bloodstains on the ground, just as Thompson had done earlier.

"Thanks for letting me see that illusion, giving me the opportunity to give that guy the middle finger."

The believers within the ritual node had their minds corrupted by the ritual, and after Thompson's death, no one else within the node stopped Han.

He took one last look at the worshippers kneeling around him, then shouldered the Light of Steadfastness once more and hurried toward the Cathedral of Elixir.

Meanwhile, in the central region of Selina.

Simmons's Forest Cult was located right here.

The Forest Cult's doctrine emphasizes closeness to nature and has a unique tradition in cultivating plants, gathering, and hunting.

This knowledge is particularly useful in the sparsely populated Selina, and in terms of the number of believers alone, the Forest Cult is undoubtedly the number one cult in Selina today.

Unlike Han, Simmons deeply missed the glory of the Age of Miracles and meticulously carried out the tasks assigned to him by White Wolf and Wick.

He gathered all believers, regardless of age or gender, around the Forest Cathedral and had them participate in the guided miracle ceremony.

The followers of the Forest Cult are mostly the guardians of the Kingdom's Great Cemetery. The guardians are generally in poor health, and the area where the Great Central Node is located absorbs life force and faith power particularly fiercely.

Not long after the ceremony began, believers started wailing.

Simmons didn't even bother to look at the believers' reactions. He sat alone in the church hall, immersed in the feeling of the white wolf restoring his vitality.

Only by regaining his superhuman abilities can he escape aging and continue to maintain this body.

Therefore, believers of the Forest Cult, in order to welcome a miracle, show your utmost piety.

As Simmons fantasized about the return of the Age of Miracles and whether he could trigger another miracle of immortality under the leadership of the White Wolf, he suddenly felt that something was missing.

He frowned and pondered for a moment, then realized something was missing: screams.

The screams of the believers have disappeared!
"Damn it, those guys, they can't all be dead by now, can they?"

A layer of cold sweat instantly seeped out of his forehead. The ritual had only just begun when his ritual node was unable to provide energy. What if the divine guidance failed because of him?
He stood up from the archbishop's seat and jogged out of the church. He found that the believers who had been kneeling and praying were now lying sprawled on the ground.

They were breathing evenly, some even snoring, as if they were asleep.

"Get up! Get up, all of you! How can you sleep at such an important time!"

"What's so important about it?" A cold question appeared behind Simmons.

Simmons turned around and found a man and a woman standing behind him.

He instinctively said, "The important thing is to guide and witness miracles!"

Wu Chang asked, "Do you want to witness a miracle?"

Simmons said, "Of course I want to!"

Wu Chang reached out and gestured, and the ground in front of Simmons suddenly turned into water, leaving Simmons speechless with astonishment.

"This is?"

“It’s a miracle! Go and see for yourself,” Wu Chang said.

Simmons approached the water's surface and noticed something moving underwater. Before he could see what it was, he felt his body sink and was pulled into the water.

Wu Chang snorted coldly and put away the Blind Abyss.

Those who are in the abyss of blindness and lack willpower will hear whispers in the darkness, suffer a mental breakdown, and fall into endless madness.

How can this not be considered a miracle?

Since Simmons wants miracles, let him experience them to his heart's content.

Wu Chang and Eileen did not go to the central node to find White Wolf immediately.

Unlike Hanl, Eileen could not allow these believers to die during the divine guidance ritual, so before heading to the central node, they had to deactivate the six ritual nodes in the central area.

The Forest Cathedral is the last one.

Breaking the divine guidance ritual is a piece of cake for Wu Chang now, and dispelling the abnormal state of the believers is also very easy for Eileen.

The problem was that they had promised Hanl not to perform miracles in front of the believers.

In order to avoid revealing their miracle and burying the seeds of extraordinary resurrection, Wu Chang and Eileen had to move quickly.

They must knock all the believers unconscious the moment they are released from their abnormal state, so that the believers will not be aware of their presence.

To break the divine guidance ritual, one cannot use energy to condense runes and directly destroy the entire ritual; instead, one must silently shatter the core of the node.

It was this practice that led Simone to mistakenly believe that all believers were dead.

Before the decline of the extraordinary, the Midnight Graveyard dungeon was only a B-rank dungeon. Without the Miracle Moon and having experienced the decline of the extraordinary, the extraordinary beings here have become quite weak.

Wu Chang was too lazy to bother with these superhumans. When he disrupted the other ritual nodes, he simply knocked out the superhumans stationed there.

Simmons' problem was that, as an old superhuman from the Age of Miracles, he was too perceptive. He noticed the abnormality before Wu Chang knocked him unconscious and blurted out his thoughts.

As a reward for the strong, Wu Chang sent him to see the miracle he had longed for.

He surveyed the Forest Cathedral, and as the last ritual node was deactivated, he took Eileen's hand, and in a flash, appeared before the ruins of the Soul Light Cathedral.

Next, they should meet the white wolf.

(End of this chapter)