2025-08-24 10:56:17Viridian's figure, like a ghost melting into the darkness, silently returned to the depths beneath Raven's Nest Manor.
He passed through the dim corridors and finally stepped into a vast space large enough to contain a small town.
This place was the Reginald Castle he had completely remade; now it had only one name—Sanctum Workshop.
The scene before him was no longer the noble castle of blood and sin it had once been.
The entire space was governed by an extreme, paradoxical aesthetic.
On the dome above, sacred radiance flowed like moonlight, tracing intricate, holy frescoes. Yet the frescoes did not depict angels and saints, but countless twisted, struggling beings of the abyss, ultimately sinking into silence.
Beneath the floor, the pitch-black abyssal energy ran like living veins, etching sinister sigils and magic circles into the boards. And at the nodes of those circles were inlaid holy light crystals that emitted a soft, g
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Chapter 71: Becoming the Key, Wielding the End!
In the prayer room, the holy light faded.Viridian's figure emerged from the darkness. He did not look at the pile of ash on the floor that marked Samael's last trace; instead, he returned at once to the Crow's Nest Manor.He had to go back to the domain that belonged to him alone.Back in the Sanctum Workshop, the place that shut out all prying eyes.The instant Viridian stepped into the workshop, an uncontrollable, searing pain—like a red-hot branding iron—erupted from the deepest recesses of his veins!The Sanctum Blood within him was boiling!That trace essence of the Keybearer’s blood he had devoured from Samael was like a drop of deadly catalyst thrown into scalding oil, attempting in a brutal, uncontrollable way to forcibly rewrite the very essence of his life!Agony!An agony like never before!One hundred times more violent than any previous modification!Viridian's body trembled uncontr
Chapter 70: The Final Movement, I Am the Sacrifice!
The prayer chamber was deathly silent.Viridian's will, like a ravenous beast, rampaged through Samael's soul-sea teetering on the brink of collapse.Countless shattered memories turned into a chaotic torrent of data, brutally dragged, chewed, and parsed by him.Internal regulations of the Ashes Council.The membership roster of "Tear-Blood Eye."One merciless trial after another against "divine anomalies."These are all merely appetizers.Viridian's target was hidden in the deepest part, the "main course" where the flavor was thickest and most essential!His will pierced through layer upon layer of useless information; at last, he "saw" it!At the root of Samael's memories, a pitch-black archive box bound tightly by countless chains of grey runes.This was the ultimate secret the Council had branded into the deepest part of his soul!Viridian's will hesitated not at all; it condensed into the sharpest spik
Chapter 69: A Bloody Hunt Under the Holy Light Barrier!
Deep within the Chapel of Sacred Grace, there was an airtight prayer chamber.There were no windows here, only a perpetually lit candle casting wavering shadows on the stone walls, the air heavy with the dusty, ancient scent of spices."Brother Viridian, this place is the most secluded; no mundane clamor will disturb our communion with our Lord."The angelic envoy Samael wore a gentle, compassionate smile; he pointed to the room’s only stone bench, indicating that Viridian should sit.Viridian obediently sat, lowering his eyelids, adopting a posture both humble and expectant.Inside him, however, there was only an icy silence.It has begun.Samael walked to the center of the chamber, pressed his hands together, and began intoning an ancient, obscure prayer. It was not a hymn praising the sun god, but a language more austere and far colder.As he chanted, threads of gray air, almost invisible to the naked eye, drifted from
Chapter 68: The Divine Envoy Arrives, Living Sacrifices Please Take Your Seats!
Three days after the miracle.The whole Silver Sail City had gone mad.St. Grace Chapel, that once secluded place only frequented by a handful of regular worshippers, had now become the hottest sacred site in the entire city.Tens of thousands of people poured in from every corner of the city, filling the church inside and out until there was no room to breathe. Their faces were alight with fervor and devotion; they all wanted to behold the Sun God statue that had shed its "crystallized divine grace," hoping to brush against some share of the deity's favor.And Veridian, who had caused it all, politely declined Grand Knight Gabriel's every attempt to persuade him to stay—citing that he was "extremely weakened after sacrificing a soul"—and returned to Crow's Nest Manor, shutting himself away.He was digesting.Digesting the vast tide of faith-power brought on by that grand "miracle."and waited patiently.Waiting for the bait he had
Chapter 67: A Miracle? No, It's My Bait!
Inside the Chapel of Divine Grace, the air seemed to have frozen solid.Everyone's breath halted in this moment, their gazes fixed intently on the kneeling figure before the altar."My Lord, I know that words of penance are pale.""Today, I offer my soul, my everything, to prove my devotion!"Viridian raised his hands high, his voice echoing beneath the solemn dome, every word filled with resolve and sanctity.Grand Knight Commander Gabriel trembled with excitement, as if he could already foresee a miracle unprecedented in the annals of Church history about to unfold before his very eyes!The believers clenched their fists tightly, their eyes burning with fervent flames.Even Marcus, who had always remained skeptical, couldn't help but hold his breath now, his heart pounding wildly.Under the fervent gaze of everyone, Viridian slowly closed his eyes.A trace of pain appeared upon his sacred countenance, as
Chapter 66: I Am a Saint, I Speak for the Gods!
In the study of Crow's Nest Manor, Claude knelt on one knee, his body rigid with shock.He couldn't believe what he had just heard.His master, a vampire, was going to the Temple of the Sun God to perform the most devout confession and prayer?This was practically a declaration that he wanted to take a stroll under the noon sun.This is suicide!Viridian watched Claude's reaction; the saintly smile on his face did not change in the slightest.He knew what the servant was thinking.Madness?This is the most precise calculation, using oneself as a chess piece to lever the entire board — an open strategy.The "Tear-Blood Eyes" are professional hunters; they are wary of any trap hidden in the dark.But they would never imagine that the prey would voluntarily leap into the brightest spotlight, and in the most unbelievable way, turn itself into the sweetest bait."Go." Veridian's tone brooked no argument. "
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