Witch, Fireball and Steam Evil God

Chapter 119 Day of Destruction

Chapter 119 Day of Destruction

Maomao was so angry that she stretched her body straight and trembled all the way back to the apartment. Passersby were frightened by her ferocious appearance and stayed away from her.

Ethan had never seen Teacher Maomao so angry before. It seemed that she really wanted to stew the chief priest of Gear City.

"A bunch of chaotic Goshia followers!"

As soon as they returned to the apartment, Cat jumped off his shoulder, changed back into human (maid outfit) form, sat down at the table, and slapped the table, "Ethan, don't be fooled by these messed up people in the future!"

"of course."

Ethan saw that the chief pastor looked very familiar with the situation, and it was obviously not his first time to do this. He could only sigh that the waters in Gear City were too deep, and a young man from a small town like him could hardly adapt.

He also observed that the clergy at St. Hillman's Cathedral included both men and women, but he did not know whether any young boys in the city had ever met with such evil hands.

"Yeah, I also think they are a group of people who appear to be serious on the surface, but are dirty and messy behind the scenes. Of course, Goshia herself is still okay."

An unexpected guest joined the discussion. His voice sounded particularly frivolous. When the young man came out of the inner room, he was holding a half-eaten piece of toast. When he met Ethan's eyes, the young man pointed at Ethan like an old friend and celebrated, "Red Death, Scarlet Plague, the mutated young master of the imperial capital, partner, we really did something big!"

"I don't remember ever being your partner."

The moment Ethan opened his mouth, Winter stood up and assumed a fighting stance. She seemed very afraid of the uninvited young man in front of her. The few words the young man had just said had already revealed some astonishing amount of information.

He called the Goddess of Life by her name, showing no respect for the goddess who had the most believers, and seemed to imply that he had met her before.

"Hmm? Did you forget? The first stage of the Red Death is to listen to Kane's speech."

The young man emphasized the word "Kane" and expressed his only opinion. "If it was called Kane Plague or Kane Disease, it would be more in line with my mind. But, it's not always possible to get everything you want, right?"

As he spoke, the trendy-dressed young man came up to Ethan and raised his left fist to him. “Come on, fist bump. To be honest, you remind me of an old friend.”

Ethan guessed that the old friend mentioned by "Kane" should be Buzatos, and the art he used in the shelter was Buzatos-style.

Calling the evil god an old friend, and meeting the goddess of life again...

He is talking to another evil god.

Ethan had also considered this possibility recently, but as far as he knew, no evil god's name was related to Kane, so he took the opportunity to bump fists with Kane.

It has a physical touch and no abnormal energy fluctuations, and is no different from an ordinary person's hand.

Kane was also looking at Ethan. "Is this the person chosen by that guy? In this case, you should not be interested in my speech."

Then he turned to Winter and said, "How about it? Little human girl over there, do you want to join me in plunging this corrupt empire into war?"

Winter ignored Kane and moved to Ethan's side cautiously. She also vaguely guessed Kane's identity. He was keen on provoking disputes and wars. Such an evil god was recorded in the banned book of the academy. He was an ancient existence that was born before the First Age, a demon born in blood and killing.

People did not give him a name. Those who lived in the First Age called him the Blood Devil. When the first human civilization was established, he disappeared. Some scholars believe that the Blood Devil fell in the Twilight War before the beginning of the First Age, while others believe that he did not disappear, but hid or fell into a deep sleep.

Now, this topic that has been debated endlessly in the First Age has finally come to a conclusion.

Winter pressed, "What do you want to do?"

The current situation was not favorable for them. Kane showed up too suddenly, and they were not prepared to fight against an old god. "Me?"

Kane shook the toast in his hand. "Right now, I'm going to have lunch and then go enjoy some other room service. This place is really interesting."

"Don't be nervous, he's not here."

Ethan said.

He gained a lot of information from the fist bump. What was presented in front of them should be some kind of image. This was a trick of the other party, an image that could interact and make people believe that he really existed.

But any living thing has more or less energy, even a chicken or a mouse is no exception. The energy possessed by humans is often much greater than that of small animals, but there is nothing in front of him, as if he is talking to a ball of air.

Kane was a little surprised. "Oh? You actually noticed it. It seems that my tricks still have room for improvement... Yes, to put it simply, there are many more restrictions between the planes nowadays. It is not easy to let the main body cross the space, so there is a need for a special existence like you."

"The anomalous space is the hub leading to where you are."

This opportunity is rare, and since he met someone who knows the business, Ethan confirmed his guess with Kane.

There are deeper areas above the third level of the contaminated zone, but with the flesh and blood of Jacquewill and others, that is the end of their journey. Ethan guessed that even if the believers of Bazatos wanted to explore deeper, they would need to meet certain conditions.

This is also the reason why the bodies of almost all Bazatos believers will undergo varying degrees of transformation.

"What a shame, I got it right again."

Kane looked heartbroken, "It's such a pity that I came a step too late. If you hadn't been chosen, we would have plunged the whole world into war!"

At this point, he suddenly changed the subject and said, "Now that we have met, even if we know each other, there is no need for you to waste your time investigating me. You should use this rare opportunity to stir up more disputes. Remember, I really like the Red Death you proposed. It is very imaginative. I look forward to seeing more of your works."

These were Kane's last words. He did not say goodbye. The midday light passed through his body, and all traces of him disappeared into the air, including the half-eaten toast in his hand, which was not a real object.

Winter only breathed a sigh of relief after confirming that Kane would never come back.

She never wanted to fight an unknown evil god before she had enough information, and they knew nothing about the evil god.

However, for Ethan, the brief conversation brought him a lot of benefits.

Kane's few words confirmed his guess about the Chosen One - the evil god could not directly interfere with the human empire because he was restricted by the rules of the plane, and these restrictions isolated his body in the deepest part of the contaminated area.

Therefore, the old artist Bazatos needed an agent.

This agent will inherit His will and gain the power He bestows, for one purpose only.

Break the boundaries between the contaminated area and reality.

He happened to have just listened to the explanation of the chief pastor of Gear City not long ago. Almost every sect has a prophecy about "Doomsday".

When "Doomsday" comes, human civilization will be annihilated.

All that remains is eternal darkness.

(End of this chapter)

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