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Chapter 413 This is what our Eternal Light Cult does.
Almost at the same time that Wu Chang and Eileen entered the Cathedral of Soul Light, Han Er, carrying the Light of Steadfastness, arrived at the Cathedral of Elixir.

He was very familiar with this place, and Wick chose to hold every joint meeting here, a practice that continued for thirty years.

Of all the places in the city of Serena, besides his home and the Church of Everlasting Light, this was the place he knew best.

In the past, he had always come here by carriage, invited in by Wick.

Today, he broke in.

Unlike the ordinary node where Thompson is located, the small central node where the Cathedral of Elixir is located has a style more similar to Blood Moon Immortality.

The believers did not simply kneel on the ground, but knelt on both knees, looked up at the waning moon in the sky, put their palms together in front of them, and murmured prayers.

As they prayed, tears of blood welled up in their wide eyes, and their limbs and torsos showed obvious deformities, abnormal swelling, sharp spikes, or bark-like patterns on their skin.

Han could sense that the mystical rituals here did not draw upon the believers' faith and life force, but rather directly absorbed them, making them one with the ritual.

Hanl frowned; the scene before him brought back many unpleasant memories.

He walked through the crowd of prayers and headed into the church.

As soon as I stepped into the crowd, I heard a hoarse voice calling from behind me:
"help me……"

He turned to look at the speaker, surprised that the other person was still conscious.

Just as Hanl turned around, he noticed that the eyes of the people praying around him were all turned toward him, their pupils staring at him, as if expressing the same meaning.

help me.

Wick preserved the consciousness of not just one believer, but the consciousness of all believers.

The purpose is simple: to make believers feel more pain.

This is common knowledge about how miracles occur in the Age of Miracles: pain and death are the breeding ground for miracles.

Han stopped, reached out and grabbed the speaker, trying to move the person away from their original position and free them from the control of the ritual.

stab.

As Hanl pulled, the speaker's deformed legs tore his pants, and he saw that the speaker's legs, from knees to calves, were fused to the ground.

He tried pulling on a few more and found that they had all grown together with the divine guidance ritual.

To save them, the divine guidance ritual must be disrupted.

Realizing the situation, he stopped wasting his energy and pretended not to see the gazes of the believers around him or hear their shouts, and walked straight toward the Church of the Holy Medicine.

Inside the Cathedral of Elixir, the brazier that the white wolf emerged from when he descended has now been transformed into the core of the small central node.

The space that was originally used for joint parliamentary meetings has now been converted into a long dining table piled high with exquisite ingredients.

Wick sat at one side of the long dining table, wolfing down the food on his plate.

Han had never seen anyone eat so fast, as if they would starve to death on the spot if they swallowed a second slower. Even the ascetics who almost died on their pilgrimages did not eat so fast after entering the city.

At the ten-meter-long dining table, Wick had already eaten half of the food. His thin and emaciated body now weighed over 300 pounds, and his fat had stretched his custom-made ceremonial robes, causing them to tear.

Upon noticing that Hanl had entered the temple, Wick stopped eating and looked up at Hanl.

"Han'er, have you come here to witness a miracle?"

Hanl cautiously approached Wick, his right hand gripping the handle of the warhammer behind him, ensuring he was always ready for battle.

"What miracle are you here to witness?"

Instead of speaking directly, Wick pointed to the other side of the table and said, "No rush, let me finish this meal first."

Hanl sat facing Wick, watching Wick begin to eat again, and said:

"Archbishop Wick, this is the first time I've ever seen you with such a good appetite."

Wick said as he ate:
"Thanks to the White Wolf God's ability, I regained my body from my youth, and the things I'm about to do will consume a lot of energy."

Han asked, "You said before that you would rather be a part of the faith than a believer in a god."

Wick stopped using his knife and fork, his eyes filled with reminiscence, and said:
"From the time I became conscious, I kept hearing stories about the first miracle from people—my parents, teachers, priests in the church..."

"Regardless of their religion, believers will know about the first miracle. In fact, many people respect great sages more than they believe in gods, and they will even add a verse praising great sages to their prayers."

"Even though he has been dead for hundreds of years, he is still remembered by everyone. How fortunate he is."

Wick looked at Hanl and said in an excited voice:

"What could be more exciting than becoming part of a faith with a mortal body?"

Han fell silent, and out of consideration for the church's maintenance fees over the years, he did not utter a word.

In his view, the disappearance of the extraordinary was more exciting than its becoming a belief.

Wick continued:

"What is unacceptable is that, just over a decade after the miracles disappeared, the most faithful followers of the Great Sage have begun to forget him."

“I cannot accept their betrayal, but this betrayal reminds me of the great sage.”

"Our faith is being questioned, and we are in a crisis. Our current situation is very similar to that of the Great Sage. I am beginning to understand that what I need to do is not to remind people of the Great Sage and miracles, but to become the new Great Sage and the new First Miracle."

Wick grabbed the gap in the torn dress and ripped it open to both sides, revealing his body.

From his chest to his lower abdomen, a large patch of pale skin was stitched across the front of his upper body.

Compared to skin, the texture of the pale area is more like rock. Upon closer inspection, the lines on the skin's surface vaguely form a face.

The face moved in sync with Wick; as Wick chewed and swallowed his food, it was also swallowing something.

Hanl recognized the face; it seemed to have appeared on the moon that crashed down on the night of the moonfall.

Hanl stared at Wick in astonishment, saying in disbelief:

"What have you done?!"

Wick's face lit up with fanaticism as he said:

"You should have guessed it by now. When the Light of Eternal Purity shattered the First Miracle, a fragment from the moon fell to Earth."

“I sewed him onto my body. I can feel his presence. He keeps telling me that I am right.”

“I have been waiting for this opportunity for thirty years, and now, I will become him!”

Hanl saw the fanatical Wick and understood what had happened.

On the night of the Blood Moon's Immortality, for reasons unknown, the Great Sage brought the moon and slammed it into the ground, intending to crush Serena, but was stopped by Eileen.

Of the first miracle that was shattered, some fragments were obtained by Wick. As the Great Sage's most loyal supporter, Wick actually sewed the fragments of the Great Sage onto his own body.

And through this connection, he was able to communicate with the great sage to some extent.

No wonder Wick has remained convinced for the past thirty years that miracles and supernatural abilities will return.

It turns out that Wick was abnormal from the very beginning.

Hanl sighed. Now he understood that words alone were no longer enough to persuade Wick to abandon his plan.

The only way to stop Wick is to take action.

He stood up, picked up the steadfast light beside him, and said in a consultative tone:

“Wick, we’re getting old. Can’t we leave the future to people in the future and give up your current plans?”

Wick threw his knife and fork onto his plate, grabbed a handkerchief from the side, and wiped the grease from his mouth.

"Han, I always thought you were special, and I always thought that only you could understand me. But now it seems that I was wrong."

"Han, what do you want?"

Hanl, carrying the Light of Steadfastness, walked toward Wick. "I want the Extraordinary and Serina to disappear from people's memories together."

Wick frowned. "The Eternal Light you worship is a true god. How dare you have such thoughts?"

Hanl gave a helpless smile and said, "You might not believe it, but I told the Light of Eternal Purity this, and He said I can do whatever I want."

Wick was stunned, and after a moment, an envious look appeared on his face.

"What an enlightened god! If I were you, I would never fail to repay this divine grace."

"Indeed, the wealthier a person is, the less grateful they are."

Wick also stood up, and with a casual wave of his hand, he overturned the ten-meter-long dining table and smashed it towards Hanl.

Hanl swung his hammer forward, smashing the table in two. While dodging the impact, he was also wary of Wick's follow-up attacks. But even after the table hit the ground, he didn't receive any attack from Wick. He looked at Wick and found that Wick had no intention of fighting him. After overturning the table, he had already rushed straight out of the temple.

Hanl chased after Wick, hammer in hand. When he arrived at the temple gate, Wick was already standing in the square outside the temple.

Around Wick, there were kneeling believers who looked up at the sky. With Wick's appearance, the believers' pain increased exponentially, and their prayers turned into wails.

Seeing this, Han asked, "Wick, when the Great Sage created the First Miracle, he didn't sacrifice so many ordinary people!"

Wick was unfazed by Han's questioning and said:

"Of course, if I were to use ordinary people as sacrifices, why would I wait for Thompson to bring his followers to Serina?"

"They are not sacrifices, but spectators, witnesses to the birth of the new Great Sage!"

Wick pointed to the sky, gesturing for Han to look up.

Han looked up and saw that the moon in the sky had already fallen to a height of 100 meters above the ground.

The breach created by Eileen's attack is directly opposite the Cathedral of Elixir.

Wick continued, "They will witness that I will mend the shattered moon, bring back the first miracle to the believers, and bring back the extraordinary era!"

After Wick finished speaking, his body slowly floated up, heading towards the gap in the moon, just as he had said.

As Wick began to invoke the miracle, the believers' pain transformed into pleasure under its influence; their screams gradually turned into groans of joy.

We must stop Wick!

Hanl knew that if things continued like this, once the First Miracle was completed, the decline of the Mikel Kingdom's extraordinary power would end without any action from the White Wolf.

Before he could get close to Wick, twenty or thirty people rushed out from around the temple and charged at him like madmen.

These people were all servants hired by Wick. They were not superhumans, but under the modification of Wick and Blood Moon, their bodies were twisted and turned into enhanced zombies, possessing combat power comparable to superhumans.

Even with his unwavering spirit, it would be difficult for Han to win easily against a large number of opponents.

No wonder Wick wasn't worried about him interrupting the miracle.

Using the temple's terrain, Hanl fought his way through the undead, taking them down one by one with each strike of his Unwavering Light. By the time he had killed twenty or thirty undead and returned to the outside, Wick had already merged with the crescent moon and was slowly rising into the sky.

The miracle belonging to Wick, the mending of the moon, is complete.

Damn it, can't I do it again?
Just as Han was about to give up, he looked down and saw the unwavering light in his hand.

In a daze, he remembered the night the moon fell.

No, he still has a chance!

Driven by a strong will, he discovered another use for this warhammer.

"Item Skill: Determined Charge"

"Skill Description: Wields warhammer to charge at the target, causing a brief stun and a large amount of Holy Light damage. After the charge is initiated, it will destroy all obstacles in its path. The charge distance and damage are affected by the Willpower attribute."

Except in the hands of a determined person, it becomes weightless; locked onto a target by will, this warhammer can also carry him to charge toward that target.

But the problem now is...

Hanl looked up. The moon had risen to about sixty meters. With his current willpower attribute, the warhammer could only carry him for fifty meters.

He looked at the Church of the Elixir of Medicine beside him. If he remembered correctly, the top of the main tower of the Church of the Elixir of Medicine was eighty meters high.

As long as he can climb to the top of the church in time, there is still a chance.

With that thought in mind, he turned and rushed into the church.

To reach the top of the main tower of the Cathedral of Elixir, he must climb 382 spiral steps, and at a speed faster than the Blood Moon rises.

To unleash his maximum speed, Hanl pushed his extraordinary power to its limit.

Filled with extraordinary power, his withered body became full, and his blood circulated rapidly within him, as if hundreds of snakes were swimming under his skin.

The gaunt old man transformed in an instant into a monstrous muscle man.

Don't underestimate Hanl just because he's a gravedigger. His ancestors were once very wealthy. His family, the Schneider family, was a powerful earl when Mikel I triggered the first Blood Moon Immortality. Their status was so high that they could build an immortal tomb in the Kingdom's Great Cemetery.

These monsters, who yearn for immortality through the Blood Moon, have been plotting for its power for a long time. The extraordinary power they obtained from the Blood Moon has been passed down through their bloodline and has become the Schneider family's trump card.

Not only is it powerful, but its effects are also stronger under a blood moon.

Hanl dared to plan his revenge because of this secret technique. He used this trick to deal with his ancestor when he opened a blind box during the second Blood Moon Immortal Life.

This technique is powerful, but it severely depletes the body. The leg ailment that had plagued him was largely due to his practice of this secret technique.

With his current physical condition, he can only use this move once more. He thought he would use it to fight Wick, but he didn't expect to use it to climb the building.

He took a deep breath, gathered all his strength in his legs, and began to climb the stairs with all his might.

As he climbed upwards, he observed the speed at which the blood moon rose through a small window beside the stairs.

Although he was faster than the Blood Moon Rising, he still seemed to be quite a distance from launching a determined charge.

When he climbed to the 60th meter, the blood moon had risen to 135 meters.

It seemed like it was too late.

But at that moment, a howl came from afar, freezing the blood moon in the air!

Seeing this, Han dared not linger for even a moment, sprinting the last twenty meters to reach the top of the Church of the Elixir.

He then leaped toward the blood moon in the sky. As his body reached its highest point and he was about to fall, his consciousness locked onto the blood moon.

Launch a resolute charge!

Driven by the light of steadfastness, his body rapidly ascended towards the blood moon, arriving in the instant at the spot where Wick had filled the moon's void.

He swung the hammer, and under Wick's incredulous gaze, slammed it down heavily on the part Wick had filled.

"Sorry, old friend, that's what we Eternal Light Cult do."

boom!
Just as Eileen shattered the First Miracle, Hanl used the same method, the same hammer, to smash Wick down from the moon.

"No!"

With Wick's unwilling shouts, the miracle guidance ritual was completely destroyed. The part of the moon that had turned red due to the ritual began to return to normal, and as it broke free from the control of the howling, it continued to rise.

After launching a determined charge, Hanl had exhausted all his strength and could only watch helplessly as he fell to the ground.

Over 130 meters high, he's definitely going to die now.

Although he was prepared to die, the idea of ​​dying by falling was still too thrilling for him.

The sculpture on the ground plaza grew larger and larger in his vision. It was a sculpture of a deity with outstretched arms, and the place where he fell was right on the outstretched arms of the deity.

I wonder if the gods can handle this.

Just as he was about to crash into the statue of the god, the scene before his eyes suddenly spun around, and his downward gaze returned to normal.

When he came to his senses, he found himself no longer falling and instead sitting on the ground.

No, can the gods really catch it?

Before he could recover, he heard Wu Chang's voice from behind.

"Don't sit on the ground, get up quickly, and go change your pants in the back."

Feeling the wet heat between his legs, Han'er blushed and quickly got up. Although he didn't know what had happened, he believed that the people who saved him were Wu Chang and Eileen, not the statue of the god.

As he was about to leave, he saw a large dog sitting slumped not far away. The howl that had frozen the Blood Moon must have come from it.

He couldn't help but praise, "Big Dog, you did a great job! If it weren't for you, I definitely wouldn't have been able to catch up with that moon."

Han's praise completely broke down White Wolf's defenses. If Wu Chang hadn't been holding him back, he would have torn Han's body apart.

When Wu had seen enough, he asked, "Any last words?"

The white wolf said angrily, "Tell that idiot I'm a wolf!"

Wu Chang shrugged and said, "I will pass it on for you."

Without wasting words, he unleashed divine lightning from his hand and shattered the white wolf's throat with an elbow strike.

After the white wolf died, a bright red resentment appeared on his body.

The second instance of artificially creating resentment has been achieved.

(End of this chapter)