2025-09-09 11:20:42Thick fog lay over the sea outside Silver Sail City.
A decaying ghost ship sliced silently through the mist, like a maggot wriggling out of the corpse of history.
The hull was encrusted with nauseating barnacles; the deck was empty, save for a wisp of green mist that exuded an ominous air, shadowing the vessel.
At the heart of the thin mist stood a figure wrapped in a tattered cloak.
It had no fixed form, like a wisp of shifting marsh gas—sometimes coalescing, sometimes dissolving.
It was the fourth seat of the Ashen Council's Apocalypse Riders: "Plague."
Behind it stood several council members in gray uniforms. Their expressions were indifferent, their eyes hollow, exuding the dead hush left behind after countless cleansings of planar contamination.
They were "Ashwalkers," the council’s most elite scavengers.
"The target is ahead."
One Ashwalker stepped forward; there were no pupils in his eyes, only two swi
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Chapter 91: Devouring the Gods, the Whole City Becomes a Feast!
The Will of the "Plague," saturated with endless resentful malice, rang out through heaven and earth!Its true body, composed of countless sores of flesh and mouths of wailing, suddenly swelled!The sky over Yinfan City was completely obscured by this indescribable, monstrously vast aggregation of terror."Plague Upgraded"!Divine Form!The area around the church, under His oppressive presence, instantly transformed into an absolute realm of decay.The flagstones turned to dust.The air congealed into a poisonous toxin.Even the laws themselves were rapidly rotting, issuing anguished cries as if unable to bear the strain.A dead-green torrent of destruction, condensed from all of Its essence, fell like a cataclysmic star and slammed into the Holy Light Cathedral, its surfaces veiled in golden-black runes!Under that force, the cathedral’s “Holy-Demon Cage” flared violently; the runes on its surfa
Chapter 90: Welcome to the Slaughterhouse (2)
The moment the words fell.The heavy oak door that the Ashwalkers had pushed open slammed shut with a sudden force!Boom!Immediately, every door and window of the church — the glass, the stone walls — was overlaid at once with billions of interweaving runes.Half of the runes burned with a sacred golden flame, like decrees branded by the hand of a god.The other half flowed with abyssal black light, exuding a deathly silence that devoured all.Holy light and abyss, two utterly opposite forces, intertwined perfectly to form an absolutely sealed, airtight prison of law.A holy-demonic cage!Outside the church, the green plague mist that had shrouded the whole city churned violently.The "Plague" realized with horror that the psychic link between itself and the few infiltrating Ashwalkers had been forcibly severed by a higher, more unreasonable power!They had become turtles trapped in a jar.Insi
Chapter 89: Welcome to the Slaughterhouse (1)
Viridian stood before the Sanctum Core.The heart he had personally modified was beating steadily and powerfully.Sanctum of Abyssal Works, the deepest place beneath the earth.On the ghostly blue panel before him, a string of green data streams—complex to the extreme—was scrolling at high speed, being completely parsed by the Network Ghost's talent.This was the "conceptual pathogen" the Plague had sent.It had been utterly devoured by the core of the Sacred Abyss, its energy purified, its structure dismantled.Viridian's will immersed itself in that data like a master chef sampling a new dish.What made up this pathogen were thousands of different grudges, hundreds of negative emotions born at the moment of life’s fading, and a trace of the "decay" principle condensed to its utmost.They had been woven together through a bewildering form of biotic alchemy, perfectly interlaced.It really was a masterp
Chapter 88: Plague Bait, the Hunt Begins
Thick fog lay over the sea outside Silver Sail City.A decaying ghost ship sliced silently through the mist, like a maggot wriggling out of the corpse of history.The hull was encrusted with nauseating barnacles; the deck was empty, save for a wisp of green mist that exuded an ominous air, shadowing the vessel.At the heart of the thin mist stood a figure wrapped in a tattered cloak.It had no fixed form, like a wisp of shifting marsh gas—sometimes coalescing, sometimes dissolving.It was the fourth seat of the Ashen Council's Apocalypse Riders: "Plague."Behind it stood several council members in gray uniforms. Their expressions were indifferent, their eyes hollow, exuding the dead hush left behind after countless cleansings of planar contamination.They were "Ashwalkers," the council’s most elite scavengers."The target is ahead."One Ashwalker stepped forward; there were no pupils in his eyes, only two swi
Chapter 87: Plague Bait, the Hunt Begins
Viridian's consciousness cruised through the vast ocean of information, the resonance of the "key fragment" transmitted from a distant direction like a tantalizing yet faraway star.His perception, having absorbed the law of "Termination," had become incredibly sharp, quickly analyzing the essence of that signal.Inside the Saintly Abyss Workshop, deathly silence reigned.Faint, and filled with despair.A potential asset that could be exploited. But, not now.His attention snapped back to the more immediate threat. The cold directive from the Ash Council still echoed in his mind.The Fourth Seat, "The Plague."The main course was being delivered right to his door. And that distant star, at best, was merely a dessert that had yet to be served.A true hunter would never abandon the main course already at their lips for an uncertain dessert.In a flash of lightning, he had made his decision.Hunting the "Plague" was
Chapter 86: The Main Course Arrives, My Hunting Ground
Inside the Saintly Abyss Workshop, deathly silence reigned.The cracked [Silence Stone] turned to dust, slipping from Viridian's fingers.In his mind, the cold command from the Ash Council still echoed, like a bone-encroaching maggot."The Fourth Seat, 'Plague,' has departed.""Directive: Purge the entire city."A brand new, more terrifying Arbiter was on the way.Veridian slowly straightened his body, the excruciating pain of his torn soul becoming like background noise to his thoughts.On his face, there was no trace of panic, not the slightest hint of fear.Instead, in those crimson eyes reflecting the vision of the universe's end, a kind of excitement burned—the excitement of a hunter who has discovered the ultimate prey.A cold, almost pathological exhilaration surged through his blood."Setting off?"A chilling arc formed at the corners of Viridian's mouth."Good.""Saves me the trouble of personally gather
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