2025-08-26 23:36:31Three 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
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Chapter 80: Final Judgment, Conceptual Erasure!
The sky above Silver Sail City was completely dead.That high-hanging moon was no longer blood-colored, but rather the color of ashes that had exhausted all light and heat.It resembled a single eye of death overlooking the mortal world, coldly gazing down upon this silent city of sin.All flames, at this moment, were extinguished.Whether the firewood in the hearth, the furnace core of the alchemy workshop, or the flames named desire deep within people's souls—all turned to nothingness before this ultimate cold.On the streets, the revelry and greed on the faces of countless sinners solidified.Like puppets whose souls had been instantly drawn away, they stiffly raised their heads, gazing up at that gray moon, feeling a primal terror from the depths of their being—the instinctual fear of being completely burned to ash.The apocalypse has arrived.Inside the Sanctum Workshop.Viridian suddenly looked up, his perception that blended light and darkness pierced through layers of obstacle
Chapter 79: The Storm Approaches, The Last Feast!
The three gravekeepers, along with their powerful sealing artifacts, had all become part of the Viridian power, without leaving a single trace of their existence.Veridian stood in the center of the workshop and slowly opened his eyes.In the Abyssal Workshop, all was dead silent.He knew that this was not the end, but the beginning of a greater storm.After consecutively killing two important members of the Council, Samael and Lian Qi.Intercepted and devoured three gravekeepers entrusted with a special mission.This series of actions was nothing less than the most audacious provocation directly against the unimaginably vast "Ash Council."They will definitely come.Moreover, the next one to come would absolutely not be someone on Samael's level.There was not the slightest trace of fear on Veridian's face.That heaven-shaking rage, once treated as a pawn and sacrifice, had long been tempered by him into absolute
Chapter 78: A Sacrifice? No, It’s My Bloodline! (Part Two)
Inside the Shengyuan Workshop, the subterranean rumbling gradually subsided.Viridian stood where he was, and on the dark blue panel the final thread of thought from the “Mother” flickered like a candle in the wind—weak but persistent.[She wants to live!]There wasn't an ounce of pity on Viridian's face.From that plea he saw not the struggle of a life, but an asset that could be appraised, exploited, and maximized.A near-dead quasi-god, a being deeply bound to the energy node of the "Final Seal."Sustaining her "existence" would be tantamount to indirectly gripping control of that vast energy node in his own hands.This investment must be made.Moreover, it must be made in his way."Begin the operation."Veridian's will sank once more."Net Phantom"—activate!His consciousness instantly shrugged off the shackles of flesh, turning into an invisible stream of data that rode t
Chapter 77: Sacrifice? No, It's My Blood Transfusion Tube! (Part One)
Inside the Saint Abyss Workshop, the dull roar grew ever more intense.The ground beneath their feet trembled, the chiaroscuro runes on the walls hummed, and countless fine dust particles sifted down from the dome.The primordial behemoth, roused by Viridian's bloodline, was slowly turning over deep beneath the earth.There wasn't a trace of panic on Viridian's face; instead, there was an almost greedy fanaticism.He closed his eyes. That special perception derived from [Blood of the Sacred Abyss: Chapter of the Key] acted like the most precise probe, following the source of the vibrations, extending infinitely down into the depths beneath Raven's Nest Manor.Not enough.Still not clear enough!"Net Ghost!"Viridian's will, in an instant, shed the shackles of the flesh.He transformed into an intangible, immaterial stream of information, disturbing no physical laws as he merged directly into the vast workshop network ben
Chapter 76: Will Theft, The Tyranny of Sin!
Inside the Saint Abyss Workshop, a deathly silence.The air still bore the weight left by the dissipated sealing power, and Lilith’s ancient aura brought an absolute suppression born of the hierarchy of life.Viridian stood in the center of the workshop, expressionless.Lilith’s “feeding” was efficient and thorough, but for him it was only an appetizer. The real feast had only just begun.He slowly extended his hand, palm up.“Collect the tax.”The cold will, like a royal decree, reverberated throughout the workshop.Where the three gravekeepers had vanished, the space was slightly warped. Three fist-sized gray spheres of light, condensed from the purest malice and fragments of memory, slowly emerged.They were the residues left after Lilith "digested" them. And in Viridian's eyes, they were the highest-grade nourishment!The three orbs seemed to be drawn by an invisible pull, turning
Chapter 75: A Hunting Feast — Even Gods Are Appetizers!
Inside the Sanctum Abyss Workshop, time seemed to freeze under those eyes that had opened from a cocoon of blood.The lead tomb-keeper, the council envoy who carried a soul-lamp and had been hardened to lifelessness by countless years, now stood rigid, his very soul trembling.His burning of himself, his desperate summoning of forbidden rites, became a colossal joke beneath those eyes that were at once innocent and indifferent.That was not fear.It was the instinctual surrender etched into the very depths of life, the irresistible subservience of the lowest rung of the food chain to the apex predator!"It is... it's the 'Origin of Blood'..."From his throat came torn, dissonant syllables, attempting to shout an ancient name capable of overturning the world's understanding.However, he had no chance.The being he had called "Pastry" seemed to feel a flicker of curiosity at the sound he made.Within the blood-red cocoon,
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