Storm of Gods

Chapter 112 Hell's Song
The night patrolmen, having found nothing outside the city, were hurrying back. The obstacles they encountered along the way, and the empty castle at the end, made Cathy and her companions realize they had been tricked. It was definitely a feint. She didn't care about anything else; her only worry was Luo Jin. The carriage sped along, and before they knew it, the sky had darkened, and a torrential downpour began. Cathy suddenly felt a void in her heart, a deep sadness washing over her.

Li Xin took the pyramid-shaped object left behind by Luo Jin and sensed an aura similar to that of a divine relic.

Matthew's headless corpse on the ground moved. Suddenly, countless fleshy threads extended from his neck and connected to his head. His head was pulled over by the fleshy threads, and soon the head was reattached.

Matthew, now back to normal, looked at the object in Li Xin's hand with a complicated expression and sighed softly, "You should have guessed it. This is the embryo of a divine relic. All divine relics are transformed from abyssal worms. First comes the embryo, and when the embryo releases the power of the laws, it will form a divine relic. This is a secret of the Holy See."

Li Xin carefully put away the original embryo and looked at Matthew. Matthew also looked at Li Xin. "You and he are so alike. Do you know why I'm telling you all this?"

"You want to silence them?" Li Xin said. "Do you know I'd be happy about that too?"

Matthew was stunned for a moment, then Li Xin laughed, "That way I can kill you again!"

Li Xin's ability to enter meant that Zhao Xun had already been dealt with. Zhao Xun was no weakling. Matthew held up a crescent moon gesture with both hands, and a magic circle appeared on the ground. He then uttered Hera words.

Luo Jin transformed into a monster to counter the Holy Word Technique, but Li Xin couldn't do that.

The preacher is invincible among those of the same rank.

"God said, 'You have lost your light.'"

At this moment, Li Xin clasped his hands together, extended his index fingers to form a hand seal, and a sound that Matthew had never heard before appeared, causing the space to fluctuate and the spatial control formed by the Holy Word spell to collapse directly.

"Pro!"

Li Xin was enveloped in a beam of light, and at the same time, a loud bang rang out. Matthew was as if he had been punished by the gods. He staggered backward, his clothes were torn apart, his spiritual energy was scattered, and the worms in his body let out a series of mournful howls.

"Who exactly are you, you..." As a high-ranking member of the church, he knew more secret knowledge than anyone could imagine, but the power he had just witnessed was unheard of. It not only broke his Holy Word spell but also caused a backlash of spiritual energy.

A cold smile appeared on Li Xin's lips as he ignored Matthew. "I don't care about the trial; I'm only responsible for sending you to hell."

Li Xin gestured, and Luo Jin's longsword appeared in his hand, humming...
A terrifying burst of golden psionic energy erupted, and Matthew's expression finally changed. *Whoosh*...

A golden light flashed, accompanied by a roar, and an intense, indescribable spiritual energy swept out, blasting open the entire secret chamber with devastation. The golden light relentlessly slashed outwards.

Amidst the rubble and dust, Li Xin frowned. The strike must have hit, but his opponent had used some kind of spatial power to escape. However, he couldn't have gone far; the power of that strike was enough to sever all of his life force.

Li Xin came out of the secret passage. It wasn't a long-distance concealment array like a teleportation array, so he shouldn't have gone too far. We need to find him alive or dead!
Li Xin's eyes gleamed with a white light, and his pale pupils opened.

Inside the secret passage, all the worms and offerings were dead. Zhao Xun and his son Zhao Qing were finally buried together, though they may have been somewhat unwilling.

The arena had gone from quiet to a cacophony of curses, because the situation was just too dire. After Luo Xue and Zhao Qing's defeat, Nan Kai, who had taken the stage, also suffered a crushing defeat. Facing the casually fielded contestants from the Iron Blood Academy, Nan Kai was beaten so badly that he was powerless to fight back. The Iron Blood Academy won a decisive 3-0 victory, taking the championship without lifting a finger.

However, seeing the chaotic scene, Kaz and the others didn't care about what happened next. They had already left through the passage, and the airship was outside.

Everything was arranged, and this trip was a complete success. As for how Tianjing planned to deal with them, to be honest, the Black Meteorites never cared about the groans of the weak; if they wanted to fight, they would. The only pity was that Kaz didn't get what he wanted in this victory—such a large-scale event with so many people, yet it felt so weak. Li Xin saw the airship but didn't pay it any mind. He was searching for the Archbishop's trail. Some of the strange things in this world were indeed hard to guard against; he had no aura at all. He used the tracking ability of the Pale Eye but still couldn't find any trace. He was just keeping an eye on him based on his intuition. This guy was fatally wounded and couldn't have gone far. Suddenly, from one direction, Li Xin had a guess.

At this moment, Matthew was sneaking through the sewers. The once high and mighty archbishop was now no different from a rat in the sewers. This slash was too terrifying. It contained a strange power, which was not visible. It was neither holy power nor corrupting power, but it destroyed all his life force.

But he cannot die yet.

Matthew, barely clinging to life, his body contorted into a half-monster shape, returned to his manor. Hearing the noise, Eliza came out to investigate, only to find Matthew lying on the ground, barely alive, his body twisted and disgusting. Eliza still cried out and rushed to him, "Matthew, Matthew, what happened to you?"

As she spoke, her eyes reddened, and tears welled up in them as she tried to hold them back. Matthew's body was already undergoing a transformation, just like Luo Jin's. Matthew had chosen to self-devour, otherwise he wouldn't have been able to hold on. "Don't cry, don't cry, my Elizabeth, I'm fine, it's just that I can't be with you anymore."

Matthew gently stroked Eliza's cheek, carefully. Eliza held Matthew's mutated hand, and tears finally streamed down her face. "It's all my fault, it's all my fault..."

Eliza is cursed with withering, a curse that threatens her life at any moment. Seven years ago, she caused the death of her fiancé, making Eliza a widow. She went to church to repent, deciding to end her life. There she met Matthew, who saved her and comforted her. Eventually, the two fell deeply in love. Despite societal and church opposition, Matthew gave up his chance for promotion and married Eliza without hesitation.

However, the withering curse cannot be eradicated. This natural bloodline curse causes the cursed person to suddenly lose their vitality at a certain age, leaving the world in pain, and also affecting those around them. It is a forbidden technique and can be inherited. In order to replenish vitality, Matthew began to use worms to extract power, filter it, and then feed it to Elizabeth, and then gradually got to where he is now.

“It’s not your fault, it’s my fate. I will bear all the blame in hell.” Matthew laughed. “My dear Elizabeth, don’t cry, don’t be sad. You are my salvation. I don’t believe in the moon goddess, you are my faith.”

Eliza finally broke down, sobbing uncontrollably as she collapsed onto Matthew, who barely managed to stroke her hair. His body was breaking down. "You really look just like her. I have no regrets. Thank you... for lying to me until the very end."

The young man once had a beautiful fiancée, but she was forcibly taken and killed by a nobleman just before their wedding. To seek revenge, he joined the church and used its power to finally avenge her. For decades afterward, he diligently upheld the church's doctrines and gradually rose to a high position of power. However, the regret deep in his heart could not be remedied until one day he saw Elizabeth, who looked just like her in the past, even more so. He fell in love at first sight.

Matthew's body shattered, and golden light shone through, revealing a pyramid-shaped embryo radiating a dark golden glow.

Eliza let her tears fall, gently grasped the embryo, and lowered her eyelids.

When I stood up again, I had calmed down.

Hao Ye hurriedly walked out from the corner, his face filled with flattery and urgency. "Respected Singer, you have finally succeeded! The embryo of an archbishop possesses unimaginable power!"

Eliza gently wiped away her tears. Her pitiful and charming appearance was an invisible force that could be very attractive to men. They wanted to protect her, possess her, and have her forever. Truly charming women always have stories in their eyes. Hao Ye had already fallen for her. He was willing to betray everyone to get her.

Hao Ye suddenly hugged Eliza tightly, his wild impulse making him want to meld the woman into his body. "My lord, you promised me that you would give it all to me after the mission was accomplished."

Eliza stroked Hao Ye's head, neither happy nor sad. Her fingers slid smoothly through Hao Ye's skull, and his brains spilled out. With a seemingly gentle flick, Hao Ye's body was thrown far away. Eliza took out a clean white handkerchief and wiped the filth clean. She threw the handkerchief on the ground, just like Hao Ye in the corner.

Eliza quietly gazed at Matthew's remains. Seven years had passed, and she had finally completed the mission entrusted to her by the guild: a willing sacrifice by an archbishop of the Luna Church.

Those who are persistent are the most vulnerable.

She is Sister Eliza, the twelfth singer of Hellsong.

(End of this chapter)