Wizard Alchemist

Chapter 393 No God’s Favor
"Damn it! Such a massive death!"

"Those evil gods must have already been dispatched. We must report this to headquarters as soon as possible!"

Night's Watch base.

In the inner courtyard.

Several people walked with lanterns, hurriedly passing through the corridor covered with black smoke.

Outside the corridor, in the courtyard.

The corpses fell one after another, indicating that this special secular institution had suffered a severe blow in a short moment.

The surviving masters all looked ashen as they saw their former low-level colleagues die.

But now that things have come to this, I don’t care anymore.

Soon after, the communication crystal lit up and instructions came from their respective leaders in the distance.

"The city of Aplanni is destroyed...

Give up this place! Retreat immediately! "

"Your main task is to protect confidential documents and extraordinary items..."

The expressions of several Night Watch survivors became serious, and they immediately understood the order.

"Then... retreat!"

"This place is no longer valuable, but the confidential documents and extraordinary items are related to the traces of the existence and activities of the mysterious people."

"Preventing the natives of this world from learning the truth is our first priority!"

……

The other side of Astor's world.

In the magnificent Holy Light Cathedral.

An old man in red faced the outside of the court and prayed silently.

Suddenly, several subordinates came hurriedly.

"Your Excellency, the latest urgent message!"

The old man was disturbed and his eyes froze slightly, but after a moment, after reading the urgent telegram, he trembled again and even his voice shook.

After a while, he put down the telegram and prayed more devoutly.

"Holy Messenger, what should I do?
Just now, a telegram reported that an accident occurred in Aplanni City..."

In the square ahead, a statue of an angel of holy light stands more than ten meters tall.

Different from the images in other places with lowered eyebrows and compassion for the world, this angel statue stands with a sword in hand, gazing into the distance, showing a heroic posture.

It was dusk, and the moon was rising slowly in the distance, with a hint of enchanting scarlet.

……

“So many souls, such a sweet taste!

Ha ha ha ha! "

The city of Aplanni.

Municipal Street, Grand Cross Road.

Moonves stood on the high conical roof, stretching out his hands as if to catch the rain.

He felt the invisible mysterious power crossing the void and surging towards him like a thread.

They are illusory, yet they exist in reality. They are the feedback of the will of hell that the devils obtain through special laws after completing the task of guiding souls into hell.

This is a kind of "reward" similar to "equivalent exchange".

Lawful evil devils can be promoted through this, gaining the opportunity to sign and utilize higher-level devil contracts.

"Working hard and laying the groundwork for years...

I finally waited for this once-in-a-lifetime opportunity!

Today is my lucky day, and from now on, I, Lord Moonves, will begin my legendary devilish career! "

Feeling that all the injuries he had suffered were completely recovered, and his spiritual strength that had been stagnant for many years had also increased significantly, Moonves put away his arms and adjusted his collar.

With a casual pull of the hand, a civilized stick appeared out of thin air.

A gentleman's hat was also put on his head.

He floated and flew up in the street. On the street beneath his feet, magic circles that looked like inverted five-pointed stars with horns appeared.

Many inferior demons, imps, and bone demons appeared...

The air was filled with a demonic aura that was even deeper and darker than the surrounding horrific poisonous fog.

Just then, he suddenly caught a glimpse of a figure flying in front of him.

……

"Huh?" Roy was heading towards the Southeast District Church.

Suddenly, he noticed someone staring at him from the corner of the street.

I turned my head subconsciously with alertness, but was surprised.

"Moovis, why are you here?"

"Hello again, Lord Ilor!"

Moonves looked at him leisurely, his expression different from usual.

Roy instantly became alert.

This devil is no longer afraid of himself!
There must be something weird in this!
He recalled what he had seen and heard since yesterday, as well as the familiar aura he had felt at that time, and suddenly he had some enlightenment.

"Did you do this?"

"What do you mean, sir?"

"Of course it's this one now...

A sacrifice was made with the city’s population of one million!

In this way, the gates of hell will be wide open, taking in the souls of all those who have committed the sins of burning, killing, looting, and all kinds of sins in the city!"

Hell and the Abyss are both special planes.

They are driven by the spiritualities within the souls of intelligent beings, and are represented by various negative emotions.

As Moonves once said, it’s all about quality, not quantity.

Of course it was just a perfunctory lie!

"I never believed a single word you said from the beginning to the end, but I still didn't expect you to be so cruel and crazy!
It was you who secretly instigated the ambitious natives to launch this level of large-scale sacrifice!"

"Oh, my dear friend, you do me a great injustice by saying that!"

Moonves tutted his words.

“From the beginning to the end, those indigenous sacrifices will not succeed.

Brainless Outer Gods can only eat leftovers forever, and never even think of setting foot here!
I didn't break the covenant, did I?"

Roy's expression was slightly tense.

indeed.

From beginning to end, everything was done by local ambitious people, lunatics and crazy people.

Moonves, the sinister devil, was just instigating things behind the scenes and then reaping the benefits!

Even the way they killed people was poisonous gas, something that any mortal could do and could be completely explained by science!
But he felt the situation of the Holy Rose Emblem from afar, and was too lazy to waste words, so he accelerated and flew towards the church.

……

At the church door.

The air was filled with black smoke and corpses piled up like mountains.

Sister Windsorbell stood there at a loss, as if she was frightened and out of her mind.

She clutched the Holy Rose Emblem hanging on her chest with both hands, trembling with nervousness.

He did not notice that the holy emblem given by Roy was emitting a faint glow in the dark night.

This soothed the fear in her heart a little.

But the horrific scene of all the people falling like wheat was still like an abyss of despair, quickly devouring her courage and reason.

The nun's eyes swept across the street in front of her. Every corpse she saw was in a horrific state of abnormal twisting and struggling.

Many people are like fish looking up at the starry sky, staring at the sky in a daze, as if silently accusing something.

"Father Am...Aunt Winnie...

Sister Mary... Uncle Peter...

What's wrong with you? Get up quickly, get up quickly!

How did it become like this…"

Her body was shaking and her voice was trembling as if she was screaming for help.

In the air, invisible black shadows passed by, like ghosts.

They rushed towards Windsorbell again and again, but were blocked by the invisible wall.

The silent roar echoed and floated in the real material world, like the howling of the wind.

Unconsciously, the light of the holy emblem became dimmer and dimmer.

At this moment, on the ground of Aplani, scenes like mirages appeared, and the hellish scene of flowing lava and flames gradually descended upon this world!

(End of this chapter)