Villain: After I died, all the heroines cried themselves to sleep.

Chapter 129 Fireflies in Rotten Grass, Bright Moon in the Sky

The Temple of Truth.

The fighting continues.

"Roar of the Fire Dragon!"

Ji Xia, now fully transformed into a half-dragon, had a giant red dragon phantom behind her, spewing out violent dragon flames that turned half the battlefield into a sea of fire.

Then, the enormous dragon wings behind him unfolded, extending to their full extent, and suddenly flapped.

Sa—

The howling winds that were stirred up tore through the air and swept into the sea of fire, merging with the dragon flames.

The fire tornado was born from this.

It transformed into a raging storm.

Ji Xia alone managed to stop nearly half of the Imperial Guards.

He truly deserves to be called the number one fighter under Rogge.

The remaining half was left to Wolf and Goode to handle.

As for Chi Huang and Shu Lan, they mostly played a supporting role on the sidelines.

One was responsible for healing with the fire of rebirth, and the other was responsible for controlling the situation with the illusion of a mirage.

The once unreliable subordinates who couldn't accomplish anything have now gradually learned to cooperate and have effectively delayed the arrival of human reinforcements.

To buy Rogge as much time as possible.

However, the death of the Holy Emperor also played a significant role.

Thanks to Shulan's preemptive killing of the Holy Emperor, coupled with the betrayal of Chief Inquisitor Haina, the Imperial Guard, Inquisitors, and Temple Knights are now leaderless, and their combat effectiveness has been greatly reduced.

Of course, Shulan and others were not the only ones who realized this.

"The current situation is not good for us. The Imperial Guards are fighting on their own. We must seize command, otherwise we will not be able to break through the defenses of those alien races."

The Third Prince spoke to the First Prince in a deep voice.

The two of them were now at the edge of the battlefield, guarding the Holy Emperor's corpse.

"You're right, now is not the time to worry about so many things."

The eldest prince, unusually, did not contradict the third prince.

As he spoke, under the Third Prince's questioning gaze, he kicked the Holy Emperor's corpse.

"Father, you must have sensed the turmoil in the Sanctuary. We must hurry over there to help and kill the remaining sinners."

As the eldest prince finished speaking.

rustle……

The headless corpse of the Holy Emperor suddenly shuddered and rose from the ground on its own.

Countless blood vessels, like tentacles, emerged from the incision in the neck and burrowed into the skull to the side.

It was quickly connected with it.

"This is!"

The Third Prince's pupils suddenly contracted.

In the instant he was shocked, a sword light suddenly slashed towards his neck.

Swah——

……

Under the night sky, the bright moon hangs high.

The hazy moonlight and thin mist spread throughout the sanctuary, transforming it into a mesmerizing dreamscape.

In the dream, the white robe inlaid with gold transformed into a large cocoon, enveloping the Pope.

Soon, a tall figure emerged from the cocoon.

He resembled a dried-up corpse, over three meters tall, with dozens or even hundreds of eyeballs covering his body. He also had three pairs of bone wings on his back, giving him a bizarre and twisted appearance while exuding a faint sense of divinity.

Like a fallen angel from another land.

Angel of the Moon.

Sariel.

"Is this your true nature...?"

Rogge gazed at the eerie angel beneath the moon and exhaled a breath of stale air.

Although I had expected it, I was still somewhat surprised when I actually confirmed the other party's identity.

The pope of the Truth Church has been changing.

The only thing that remains unchanged is their names.

Clearly, the Pope has never changed from beginning to end; only the facade has been altered.

"Looking directly at my true nature without succumbing to madness, remnant of the sinful race, I acknowledge your will."

Sariel's crimson eyes, fixed on Rogge, exerted immense mental pressure on him.

He had no mouth, yet his voice automatically arose from Rogge's mind.

"The greatest obstacle to our arrival in this world is the Sinners."

"The reason why the Sin Clan is the Sin Clan is because you possess the demonic eye that sees through the essence of truth, yet you dare to defy the will of truth."

"In the lost ages of the past, you led all of humanity to prevent our arrival time and time again, but in the end, you were defeated by the inherent flaws of humanity itself."

"When lies become the norm, truth becomes a sin. We have spent a long time infiltrating humanity, weaving countless falsehoods, and finally succeeded in inciting foolish saints and greedy traitors, igniting a civil war among mankind, and destroying you."

"It's a pity that a trace of your bloodline remained, allowing you, a remnant of sinful blood, to reach this point. But since you haven't even awakened your sinful bloodline, you are not worth worrying about at all."

"Once you are eliminated, the lineage of the sinful bloodline will be severed, and we will have no more natural enemies."

"At that time, the supreme truth will be born and descend upon this world!"

Sariel stretched out his withered arms and gazed up at the bright moon of truth in the sky with admiration, basking in the divine light of truth.

Rogge looked up at the moon, which was glowing with an eerie blue light.

He had always had an inextricable connection with the moonlight, but the pale moon that was just a hair's breadth away from the full moon brought him a strong sense of physical discomfort.

It's like an eyeball peeking at itself.

That chilling feeling crept into my heart once again.

What followed was boundless rage.

So-called truth is nothing more than a lie built on falsehood.

He devoured the sun to fuel his heart and defiled the moon to disguise his eyes.

"You're saying I'm not a threat?"

Rogge's face was stern.

The dark flames of rage burned fiercely.

"Then you'd better be careful, lest I, an insignificant mortal, tear off your false wings, causing you to fall from the sky and drown in the mud."

"Arrogant and ignorant."

Sariel looked down at Rogge from above.

His eyes, which covered his entire body, were filled with mockery and contempt.

"How can the glow of you decaying grass, like fireflies, compare to the bright moon in the sky?"

With a casual grab, all the moonlight was used by him, condensing into a long spear of blue light in his hand.

The spear was so sharp it seemed to pierce through everything.

"Moonlight Spear"

Sariel threw the light spear in his hand.

In an instant, the moonlight transformed into countless spears and arrows, raining down on Rogge like a torrential downpour.

wow——

The distorted blue light, like a curtain of rain, filled the entire night sky.

Under this magnificent and boundless divine light, Rogge was as insignificant as a speck of dust.

In the blink of an eye, it was submerged by the moonlight.

It didn't cause a ripple.

Suddenly.

whisper.

A point of light appeared in the dazzling sea of moonlight.

A tiny spark, as faint as a firefly, stubbornly burns atop the surging waves, spreading across the entire lunar sea.

More and more spots of light are appearing on the sea surface.

Gradually, the entire lunar sea was ignited by starlight, transforming into a raging inferno that burned the heavens.

"This dares to call itself the bright moon in the sky?"

A jet-black divine bird broke through the sea and slowly rose from the horizon.

The divine bird spreads its wings, like clouds hanging from the sky.

A crimson golden light burst forth, intense and fiery, dispelling the cold and darkness before dawn and illuminating the entire world.

Rogge shattered the night sky, looking down down at the angel of the moon.

His entire body was engulfed in jet-black flames of rage, with the divine fire of the dragon and phoenix swirling around him, transforming into rings of crimson-gold light.

"If you are the bright moon of false truth, then I am the sun of all living beings."

Roger let out a cold shout and drew both swords at the same time.

A horizontal slash.

Swah——

A dazzling sword light shone across the sky.

That is the ever-flowing Dragon-Phoenix Divine Fire.

A vertical slash with the sword.

Clang!

The clanging sword marks shattered the void.

That was the deep, dark flame of death's wrath.

The cross-shaped slash of the twin swords cleaved the world into four.

At that boundary between life and death, a terrifying flame burst forth, capable of annihilating everything.