Mystery: Starting with the Night Pope.

Chapter 315 The Proof of Death

Jedel once again sheathed the Twilight Greatsword. He had already used the Storm of Light several times, and the skeletons that were constantly pouring out from all parts of the complex had been cleared away.

However, during this process, the angel's expression became increasingly solemn, and his spiritual senses began to throb more and more frequently.

"Is it because we're not far from the seal?" Jedel could also sense that he was getting closer to the real seal, and the strange patterns on the surface of his body were almost unable to be suppressed.

"Ah!" A scream suddenly erupted from the group of the Church of the God of War as they walked.

Jedel's eyes were a dusky orange-red. He teleported directly in front of the priest who had screamed and put his hand on the priest.

The light of dusk bathed me in an instant, but it was clear that it was too late.

Even under the blessing of angels and the protection of twilight, the priest could not stop screaming. In just a few dozen seconds, his face was covered with black lividity, which devoured his flesh, life, and even soul.

In just ten seconds, the priest, who was nearly two meters tall, went through the process of death and decay, gradually turning into a pile of bones with a dark color, and then crumbling into ashes.

"..."

Jedel, a Sequence Two angel, could only watch him die in agony, and there was nothing he could do.

He tried various methods, including holy anointing, angelic blessings, purification, and exorcism, and even used the strange patterns on his body that had become active to a certain extent, but all of them failed.

Death is irreversible.

"You will die!" This is an essential ability for those at the highest level of the "Grim Reaper" pathway, like the final judgment of a cold-blooded lord of death, which is impossible to resist.

"The uniqueness of the Grim Reaper..." Jedel was silent for a moment, then collected the extraordinary characteristics that were gradually being released, and led the team to continue forward.

He extended his protective armor beyond his body, transforming it into a twilight curtain that enveloped everyone.

"Speed ​​up!" Under the protection of the angels, the group moved quickly, gradually approaching the largest... bone pyramid.

That bone pyramid that once manifested on the spatial barrier is the noblest building in the tradition of the Byron Empire, symbolizing the "Emperor of the Underworld" who controls the underworld and life and death.

When standing before this pyramid of bones, everyone, including angels, had to lower their heads in reverence.

Anyone extraordinary who comes here will know who this pyramid belongs to.

He was an emperor who ruled the Southern Continent for a thousand years, and also a true god!

His tomb is located in this little-known small city!

Although the Byron Empire was divided, its royal family, the Aegis family, remained an angel family and even had more than one angel.

They had been searching for their ancestors' tombs for countless years, but their gaze had always been fixed on the half-destroyed underworld, never imagining that it would fall upon this place.

Jedel slowly raised his proud head, began to examine the tomb, confirmed its degree of seclusion, and then began his plan.

"I need your blood!" Jedel looked at the people he had brought with him.

"...Yes!" The others were also prepared. The bishop and the other priests all cut their wrists at the same time, letting blood gush out of their veins.

They are all extraordinary individuals, warriors whose physical abilities almost surpass the limits of human capabilities; their health is significantly higher than that of ordinary people.

Jedel, expressionless, drew the corresponding sacrificial runes on the ground. The runes, combined with the blood, seemed to come alive and began to actively draw blood from these people.

This time, blood truly flowed like a torrent, and the lives of these extraordinary individuals seemed to be lost along with the blood.

Bang!

The shortest and lowest-ranking soldier fell, already in a state of shock.

Jedel glanced at him expressionlessly, without stopping, and finally, under his piercing gaze, the man became a completely dried-up corpse, with all the blood drained from his body.

Bang!

Another one, repeating everything from before.

This is an extremely eerie scene. People keep falling down, and others are being drained of their life force, but none of them scream. They simply let their lives slip away.

They were all followers of the "God of War".

There were nine people in the group, six of whom were forcibly dried into mummies, and three of them were on the verge of death.

"alright!"

Jedel finally stopped them. At that moment, He also cut open his own wrist and used his own blood to draw the most bizarre part of the blood sacrifice runes.

Unlike the previous blood sacrifice, the blood now serves only as a catalyst, as ink, its sole purpose being to draw the rune.

The function of runes is quite simple: to stimulate a certain activity in this bloody way.

"You stay here and do not go any closer to the pyramids."

Jedel looked at the few warriors who hadn't died from blood loss.

"No matter what happens here, do not look up or look. If anything falls in front of you, pick it up and return it to the church as quickly as possible, and pray for the help of my Lord."

"Yes!" They seemed to realize something and waited in a building not far from the pyramids.

Looking at the blood sacrifice runes that were now completely complete, Jedel removed his armor and tore open the clothes on his chest.

There wasn't a single patch of intact skin on His chest; His blood and bones were melting away in some kind of black radiance.

But He was, after all, an angel, and the flesh on His chest was constantly writhing and growing, resisting the black radiance.

However, the black light seemed to be of a higher rank than Jedel, not only eroding His chest but also diverting some of it to various parts of His body, forming those strange runes that seemed to have life of their own.

Jedel forced his hand inside his chest and groped around inside his body until he finally found a hard object in his chest cavity.

It wasn't his bones; his bones, lungs, and even his heart had all been dissolved by the black light and ceased to exist.

His chest was already empty; if he were not an angel, he would have died long ago.

Zizi!

A strange and chilling sound rang out, and Jedel expressionlessly pulled the hard object out of his chest cavity, still covered with half of his intestines.

Jedel pulled the half-guts apart, revealing the hard object.

It was a badge.

"Proof of Death." This is the name in the God of War's oracle. This sealed artifact does not even have a formal seal artifact serial number and has been hidden deep within the God of War's divine kingdom since the beginning of the Fifth Era.

It wasn't until half a month ago, when the "God of War" issued a divine decree, that this thing was bestowed upon him.

(End of this chapter)