Forbidden Nightmare

Chapter 87 Holy God
The towering giant only had his eyelids tremble slightly, and an extremely terrifying aura spread out.

The entire audience hall began to shake slightly, the ground trembled and heaved, rubble fell off the walls, and dust fell from the dome of the hall, raising huge clouds of dust.

The breath that had been suppressing endless pain gradually began to revive. Just taking a breath could cause a stinging pain like thorns piercing into flesh.

This huge gap between the enemy and us made Li Nanke's hair stand on end, and a chill ran from the soles of his feet to the top of his head.

His extremely strong sense of crisis told him that facing the First Divine Grace, the Holy Father of Thorns, the only way forward was death, and there was no way he could win.

In an instant, countless thoughts flashed through Li Nanke's mind.

Although The Great Other Shore has repeatedly given extremely exaggerated difficulty levels for hidden nodes, there are always ways to crack them without exception. There are no absolutely unsolvable problems or dead-end situations.

He looked towards the Throne of Thorns, then turned to look towards the church gate. His gaze seemed to penetrate through layers of obstacles and saw countless punitive troops ready for battle.

At this time, the large defensive prayer wrapped around the church has dimmed and is about to become ineffective and break.

"You guys run first, I have a way to deal with this thing!"

Before Renault could react, he didn't even have the chance to open his mouth to stop him, before he saw Li Nanke sitting on the throne covered with thorns without saying a word.

Li Nanke has the ability to return to the other side at any time, which is his confidence and courage at this moment.

The overgrown blood-red thorns seemed to sense their new owner, and began to twist wildly and spread and grow!
On both sides of the throne armrests, blood-red thorns entangled Li Nanke's hands, the thorns pierced into his flesh, and the brambles sank into his limbs, becoming one with him. The throne base also spread out a large number of blood-red thorns, climbing up his feet and firmly fixing them on the throne.

The thorns squirmed like living things and quickly wrapped around Li Nanke's limbs. The bloody vines meandered over his skin, piercing into every inch of his skin, binding him tightly.

Thorns are wrapped around its head, forming a blood-red crown of thorns.

Li Nanke held a hammer infused with the "God's Grace Thorn" and, with the help of God's grace, blocked all perceptions of pain.

He still remembered what the Holy King had said before: "Sitting on the throne, I accept the worship of all people and enjoy supreme power. I can even use the connection with the First Divine Grace to absorb all the suffering grace in the world and exchange it for endless power."

Regardless of whether these words are true or false, they are the only hope that Li Nanke can grasp now to break the deadlock.

When he completely sat on the throne and merged with the thorns, his sight truly passed through the Audience Hall and the Cathedral of All Saints.

He could see the countless punitive troops assembled outside the church, and every self-torturing pilgrim on the Mountain of Ashes.

The sight continues to extend, soldiers patrolling the streets of the holy city, believers praying devoutly, farmers working in the sunset, and drunken guests in the tavern...

Even without the blessing of the God of Pain, living in such a twisted and deformed world would make them extremely painful.

Through his connection with the First Divine Grace, he could clearly feel the despair and pain in every corner, and the remaining sufferings in the world were also revealed to him one by one.

The pagan who was eternally burned but never died, the man nailed to the holy image by countless arrows, the three sisters who merged into monsters because they didn't want to marry a rich businessman under the oppression of the Holy Society, the ghoul who tortured himself with the pain of fasting, the saint who sewed his lips, dug out his eyes and cut off his ears to block out all perception of the pain...

The remaining suffering grace in the world is extremely distorted.

Not only did he see countless benefactors of the Divine Grace of Suffering, but he could also feel through the entangled thorns that he was connected to the First Divine Grace, the Holy Father of Thorns, and that the Holy Father's spiritual world was filled with endless pain and distortion.

With this miraculous connection, Li Nanke exerted force with his arms, his arm muscles bulged, and he pulled the bloody thorns and raised his hands.

"Boom!"

With a loud bang, the Holy Father behind him, although his eyes were closed and he had not yet fully awakened and opened his eyes, unexpectedly broke free from the extremely twisted restraints and raised his hands.

Even the amplitude of their hand-raising movements is exactly the same.

Li Nanke was extremely surprised, but he knew that time was limited and that extremely twisted spirit would soon awaken completely. By then, he would not be able to control the Twisted Father through the thorn connection.

He immediately drew upon the power of the Holy Father of Thorns and absorbed all kinds of grace from the pain.

The grace of pain converged towards the Cathedral of All Saints like a vast ocean and merged into the Throne of Thorns, but it did not merge into his body, but instead merged into the body of the Holy Father of Thorns.

Those who were still blessed by the Divine Grace of Pain and who had experienced extreme suffering and torture did not resist at all and let the Divine Grace of Pain pass away.

Anya fell to the ground weakly. The old scars on her body gradually faded away, and her dry and yellow skin slowly returned to its snow-white and delicate color...

The continuous influx of divine power makes the Holy Father of Thorns even more powerful.

As long as he controls the Thorn Saint to commit suicide at this moment, he can end all the suffering and grace!
At the same time, Li Nanke felt something in his heart and raised his head suddenly. His sight passed through the dome of the church and saw the terrifying thing floating in the sky.

The terrifying thing gradually approached from far to near, from small to large. As it got closer, the distorted shape occupied almost everyone's vision.

There were three huge heads closely connected together. The three faces were distorted, as if they were enduring endless pain. Their expressions were hideous and painful, and golden tears flowed from their eye sockets.

Renault raised his head and looked through the glass window on the dome of the hall, and also saw the terrifying human face that was descending from the sky and was very close to the ground.

"The Spirits of the Three Saints!"

“That is the manifestation of the will of the Holy God – the Spirit of the Three Holy Ones!”

Renault's terrified roar echoed in the church, creating layers of echoes.

His eyes were bloodshot, he picked up Anya, looked at Li Nanke deeply with an extremely painful expression, and finally fled from the audience hall.

The countless punitive troops outside the church, the pilgrims on the ashes, the tens of thousands of residents of the holy city... all looked up at the sky at the same time. They cried bitterly with excitement, shouted and yelled, knelt on the ground and worshiped and kowtowed to the three huge heads in the sky.

Even with blood dripping from his forehead, he did not stop.

In just a few seconds, the three huge heads fell from the sky, tearing through the fragile paper-like light curtain, and their huge pupils looked inside through the glass windows of the dome.

The gaze was extremely twisted and painful, and the hot golden tears dripping from the corners of the eyes melted through the dome and fell.

Li Nanke did not believe in the grace of the God of Pain at all, and was completely unable to look directly at that terrifying existence.

Even though he lowered his head and didn't look at the spirits of the three saints, he was still trembling all over. The instinct engraved in his body was shouting and roaring at the top of his lungs, telling him to ignore everything and return to the other side.

Countless thoughts flashed through Li Nanke's mind. He forcibly suppressed his instinctive desire to survive and let out a roar.

He stomped his feet and jumped up, using all his strength to punch upwards!
The bloody thorns pulled him back, preventing him from leaving the throne.

But a giant figure has risen from the ground!

"Boom!"

The floor of the hall cracked and a huge deep pit appeared.

The violent wind was howling, and Father Thorn had already jumped up from the ground.

The Holy Father of Thorns absorbed all the power of the grace of pain, and with a tangled mass of blood-red thorns, he broke through the dome of the church.

The huge fist slammed into the prying pupil, bursting out with endless power.

The force was so strong that its entire body was smashed into the eye along with the fist and sank into the huge head!
All the cheers, shouts and devout prayers came to an abrupt end at this moment, and the entire sky became silent in an instant, as if time had stopped at this moment.

Under the setting sun, the spirits of the three saints seemed to have lost all their divine power and slowly fell...

[Nightmare, you have completed the hidden node: Severing All Pain Divine Grace! ]

[Hidden node rewards: main substance 'pain', unlock some special exchange permissions, improve dream settlement score! ]

【Returning...】

The huge head fell and crushed the dome of the church. Countless pieces of rubble fell down. The All Saints Cathedral, which had stood for less than three hundred years, was about to collapse.

Suddenly, Li Nanke frowned and stood there.

Through the connection of countless thorns, he clearly felt that the Holy Father of Thorns, who had absorbed all the grace of pain, had completely died, and all the grace of pain had ended along with it.

But... Allah is not dead!
His gaze crossed thousands of mountains and rivers, as if he saw that the whole world was still deeply shrouded in pain.

After all the graces of pain have ended, people still believe in pain, and new graces of pain will be bestowed upon them.

Shen's grace is still as twisted as before... no, it's even more twisted and crazy!
There was no time to think, as the surging darkness swept in, a deafening roar sounded, engulfing everything in sight, covering all sensory perceptions...

(End of this chapter)