Witch Redemption

His impression of this collaborator was absolutely terrible. Leragin was filled with rage, but he found it difficult to unleash it at this moment. His earlier praise for this imperial madman had vanished without a trace.

Originally, it was thought that the actions of these imperial madmen, who sacrificed all the intelligent beings in the border city of Kobe to deal with the Sixth Apostle Karamit, were a double-edged sword.

Unexpectedly, before the power of this double-edged sword could be fully unleashed, Archbishop Luciara of the Divine Kingdom, unwilling to abandon the city's inhabitants, took the lead in resisting, thus hindering her from intervening in this fateful battle. Ultimately, this meant that she, a dignified Pillar God, had to face the Sixth Apostle alongside her servant.

That's utterly absurd!

On second thought, those madmen in the Empire are really acting recklessly. If this ghoul horde is allowed to run rampant and Archbishop Luciara doesn't intervene directly, the Viana Theocracy might be doomed tomorrow.

"Enough, enough. Compared to last year, my strength is about to recover. Now I will personally meet this apostle."

One of the Seventy-Two Pillar Gods, the Hunter of Chaos, Lerakin, is about to unleash her unique divine domain at this moment!

Chapter 81 The Reappearance of the Ancient God

"Come! My domain!"

A tall and alluring black-haired beauty stood atop this towering building, her slender hands suddenly outstretched.

At that moment, the rampaging magical energy caused her dreamlike black hair to shoot skyward, extending infinitely and instantly obscuring the sky and the sun, distorting everything within the entire city of Kobe.

This distortion was exactly the same as when the Sixth Apostle, Karamit, used his domain. Both directly interfered with the real world, using the creation and destruction of magical energy to reconstruct the chaos of the beginning of the universe, and then formed an alien world that perfectly symbolized Leragin's inner world.

This world is also without hope, but unlike the despair and loneliness in the realm of plague, this realm of Lelagin is filled only with madness and slaughter!

Hundreds of millions of terrifying hairs transformed into an invisible mist, engulfing a region and plunging the entire city of Kobe into an endless night.

The moment the darkness dissipated, all the buildings and streets vanished, replaced by a chaotic red sky, a black ground as sticky as glue, and countless towering crosses of varying heights and sizes, resembling stark white tombstones.

This is the terrifying realm that belongs only to Lelagin, the final tomb!

All creatures that die in Leragin's domain will become part of the domain, depending on their strength. These are the numerous pale white crosses that stand here, representing tombstones. These crosses, like eerie white bones, forever bind the souls of intelligent beings who die here, even the ancient gods are no exception.

Their lost souls will become the cornerstone of the realm, the most loyal servants of Leragin, forever guarding this brutal false demon god!

At this moment, what was included in the domain was not only her Servant Giant Leander, but also all the ghouls created by those imperial madmen, all the living people who survived in Kobe City, including Archbishop Luciara, who should have been a collaborator.

In response, standing atop the tallest, stark white cross in the center, the alluring Lerakin curled into a sinister smile, a powerful desire surging within her.

"This is... the long-lost power!"

Leragin had forgotten when the last time she deployed her domain was ten thousand years ago; all she knew was that she was now incredibly excited, her blood boiling!

"I've made up my mind!"

The sinister grin suddenly split open, revealing two rows of serrated fangs. "Tonight, everyone in every domain will die!"

Whether it's an empire, a theocracy, or the messenger of the Fifth Apostle, they all must die, all must become part of her domain, her eternal servants.

This is the intense desire she has suppressed for ten thousand years: to devour everything, to kill everything, to bring twilight to the gods and the end of the world. This is the meaning of her existence, and the only task given to her by those great creators.

Order? Cooperation?

That's all a joke! It's all worthless scum!

"Hahaha......"

The pillar goddess Leragin, who had been laughing wildly, suddenly tilted her head, and her alluring and beautiful body rose from the ground, revealing her true form.

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The most primal fear was spreading wildly. For the countless ordinary adventurers and people of Kobe City, it was as if they had experienced an undeserved disaster. They had been inexplicably gathered together because of their loyalty to the Dark Order, and now they had suddenly entered a strange and terrifying alternate world.

Most of them had already fainted from the terrifying impact, but a small number of them, while still conscious, witnessed the horrific presence high above them.

Floating there was neither a human nor a god, but a gigantic, hideous demon!

The demon's dark gray body was hundreds of meters tall, its lower body a dreamlike, indescribable cloud of mist, within which flickering black lightning flashed. Its upper body had eight pairs of ferocious, massive arms, each ending in a blade-like claw. There were a total of sixteen dark gray arms in eight pairs, each claw gripping a weapon made of some unknown red substance.

Two of its arms gripped a massive crossbow, seemingly made of flesh and blood, powerful and strong. Four other arms held thick, sharp, enormous blood arrows, used in conjunction with this massive crossbow. The remaining ten arms were distributed on either side, each gripping a long, enormous, blood-red scythe, like the forelegs of a mantis, providing an impenetrable defense from all sides.

The terrifying arms, combined with the gigantic, inhuman weapon that seemed to be one with the body, naturally aroused fear in everyone, leaving them unable to extricate themselves. The numerous flesh-and-blood arrows floating behind them, forming a circle and slowly swirling, further indicated that this demon's offensive would be endless and beyond human resistance.

Aside from his initially terrifying appearance that overwhelmed everyone, it was this devil's gaze that seemed to be the true source of fear.

The enormous, dark gray head resembled an inverted cone, revealing only two enormous, blood-red eyes with peculiar golden ring-shaped pupils. Any creature that met those eyes would experience the illusion that its life had been dominated, its entire body trembling involuntarily, almost wanting to prostrate itself on the ground.

This is Leragin!

All ancient god-level beings possess a true physical form; none are exceptions!

"Become my food, you ants!"

The enormous demon emitted a hoarse sound like boiling water. As the bewitching and soul-stirring sound spread, some of the ghouls that had been drawn into this world and were closest to Lerakin were completely swallowed up by the black mist that suddenly burst forth from the ground before they could even resist, and died instantly.

All their flesh and blood after their deaths became part of this domain, further enhancing the terrifying aura of the Pillar God Leragin.

Meanwhile, the Sixth Apostle, Calamitie, who was being chased by the giant Leander and was fleeing in terror, finally decided to reveal his true form and fight this ancient relic in a final battle.

At this moment, she was already prepared to perish, and this appearance would be the last time she would shine in her entire life.

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Leander Titan, a descendant of the giants, "Titan" represents not only a race, but also a deep-seated hatred.

This hatred originated in the mythical era ten thousand years ago, from an apostle named "Kalamiti," who descended when the world was on the verge of destruction, bringing hope to the weak but also annihilating all the powerful.

She destroyed the homeland of giants, destroyed the homeland of dragons, ended the rule of the gods, and killed a large number of pillar gods who had ruled half the world... The Plague Demon King, this was the name of awe for this apostle in that era, and also the name of fear that made many gods tremble with terror.

Leander has the blood of the giants, and like all his kin who have survived to this day, he still witnesses the horror of the destruction of the giants' homeland in countless dreams.

That is a nightmare etched into their bloodline, a curse that every giant can never escape in their entire life. Only revenge can end this nightmare, allow the giant race to regain the glory of ancient times, and usher in the bright hope of this life.

Revenge has been Leander's only wish since he could remember.

Unlike most giants who merely eked out a living, he yearned for power, hoping to one day become the savior of the giants and end it all.

And today, that opportunity has come again!

Anger is becoming the source of Leander's power; his body is still expanding. If twenty-five meters isn't enough, then he'll continue to rise! Fifty meters, even a hundred meters!

His bulging muscles continued to swell, and even his gray, rocky skin radiated heat from his rage, glowing with a fiery red light. His power began to rise steadily, causing every punch he threw to shake the earth and utterly shatter everything in its path, embodying the aesthetics of violence.

This is a giant!

More ferocious than wild beasts, the most violent killing machine of the mythical age!

"Die! Die! Die!!!"

The powerful punches shattered one deep pit after another, and this final attack brought the Sixth Apostle, who should have been fleeing at top speed, to a halt.

She raised her head, her blood-red eyes suddenly widening, her indifferent face as cold as it had been ten thousand years ago, reminding Leander once again of the fear of being dominated by the apostles in ancient times.

"No! Things are different now! That damned apostle is already half-crippled! What is there to be afraid of?"

The fear vanished in an instant, replaced by intense killing intent and unparalleled courage, urging Leander to unleash this final, powerful strike!

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The faith imprint on his chest, made from the core of a high-level demonic creature, ignited with intense heat, transforming into pure magical energy that spread throughout his body, providing unprecedented power.

Unlike last time, this time the magic was not only burning this faith imprint, but also all the life force of her life. Even the remnants in her chest would be squeezed out. This was her final realization as an apostle named "Karamiti".

All of life's experiences and all of memories will burn out tonight, marking the end of a lifetime.

Even if there are countless regrets, remorse, and self-blame in her life, she will accept them all tonight, just to fulfill her last wish.

Therefore, she will do everything in her power to eliminate the ancient pillar god Lelagin and let the weak of that era know once again that she is the true ruler!

The bones in his body were groaning, but the long-lost strength had surged into his limbs, bringing a tearing pain, but what did physical pain matter?

With a loud bang, as if breaking all the shackles, the petite body of the Sixth Apostle, Kalamiti, suddenly exploded. With the immense magical power that soared into the sky, a white demon, also hundreds of meters tall, was completely exposed to everyone!

The white demon had thick, hoof-like legs that exuded unparalleled speed and beauty. Its upper body, which should have been female, had thick, large arms. Below the arms, up to twelve huge fingers had transformed into black claws, gleaming with an aggressive, cold light.

The enormous white head had only one large, blood-red eye. The vertical pupil revealed only an incomparably cold killing intent, without a trace of madness.

On either side of the head are two thick, spiraling, blood-red horns. Behind the spiral horns are numerous white tentacles that extend to the back like "hair." These white tentacles are like the arms of Kalamiti himself, floating and writhing irregularly. The tentacles are also covered with a large number of black patterns that look like ancient characters, and they are constantly emitting an eerie black mist, which is like a raging fire.

This is the true terrifying form of the Sixth Apostle, Kalamiti!

Her true appearance caused the colossal giant Leander to shrink by more than two thousand heads in an instant, and at that moment, all living beings became ants in her eyes, even this enraged giant.

"Ah-"

A white tentacle suddenly rose up and flashed across the back of the giant Leander's neck with lightning speed—an attack so fast that mortals could not even see it, let alone defend against it.

Before the once-mighty giant Leander could even feel fear, a huge hole was torn open in the most fatal weak point of his neck. Hot blood poured down like a torrential rain into the domain of the pillar god Leragin. His falling body made no sound of pain or groan; his soul had been torn apart forever, and he was utterly dead.

Leander crashed to the ground, his massive body slowly shrinking, emitting large amounts of scorching steam, which was gradually absorbed by Lerakin's domain.

At this point, as if he had just crushed an ant, Kalamiti, who had now appeared in the form of a true god, raised his ferocious and terrifying head and stared directly at the black demon not far away.

She raised her right claw, and the immense magical power transformed into an even denser mist in the tentacles behind her. After detaching from her body, this black mist silently concealed the surviving people in the distance, preventing the pillar god Leragin from attacking them.

"How kind he is. No wonder he was the savior of ancient times, a notorious hypocrite."

The black demon watched helplessly as her servant perished, and instead of being surprised, she let out a hoarse, mocking sound.

The white demon did not respond to this, but instead slightly raised its two enormous claws.

The battle between gods is about to erupt here!

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The "Revelation" hammer, swung again, emitted a faint green glow, bringing all the veins and patterns clinging to it to life and making them shine even brighter.

Countless dazzling green rays burst forth in all directions. In the instant that time and space seemed to stand still, all the green light transformed into golden fluorescence and shot into the sky!

As all the light suddenly converged above Li Lan, with the hammer handle being driven down again, the overwhelming divine light finally erupted completely at this moment.

"Grandma Kree!"

Under the devout invocation, the elven priest's unique "Divine Revelation" was cast for the second time. Golden fluorescence began to transform into countless blades of light, rapidly circling and cutting, forming a blazing sun, and holy radiance began to radiate in all directions like a tide.

This magnificent sight instantly amplified the momentum of all the charging humanoid followers, causing their aura to surge and break through the limits.

Level 20—these Servants were still literally boosted 20 levels of their grimoires. How terrifying was that? What Li Lan was finally able to confirm again was that the amount of Faith Points did indeed boost the level, but the maximum was 20 levels. The difference lay in the increase in the amplification effect of Faith Points on the "Grace Domain".

For followers with a faith value of 10,000, the blessing effect of the Grace Domain is directly increased by more than ten times, which is incredible.

It can be said that all of Li Lan's followers are formidable individuals with level 39 magic books. Their strength is basically equivalent to that of a peak Platinum-level adventurer. Among them, some have faith values ​​as high as 10,000, and a few have even reached the level of Diamond-level adventurers, making them even more powerful than Li Lan himself.

Eight hundred such powerful and burly men directly defeated the soldiers of the fifty-eight empires. Moreover, apart from Major General Arnold, these soldiers were all colonels, at most at the level of platinum-level adventurers.

Then the outcome is obvious, isn't it?

This could be a massacre!