The surviving warriors in the city, witnessing this scene, were so terrified that they almost fainted.
"This is impossible! Who is he? How can he use the high-level techniques of the Warrior Sequence?!"
"Blood aura! That's external blood aura! A top-tier technique that only a War God-level can wield!"
Boom—
Under their horrified gazes, the fist wrapped in crimson blood aura slammed heavily onto the cathedral.
Crrrack—
The defensive barrier on the cathedral instantly caved in.
Inside the cathedral.
As the rumbling vibrations echoed, the high-ranking officials of the Holy Church who had fled inside turned pale.
They knew that, given the demon's overwhelming strength, even the cathedral might not hold for long.
It wasn't that the Holy Church's foundation was insufficient, but rather that the opponent was too powerful.
The only option left was...
The Pope gritted his teeth and abruptly turned around.
His gaze fell upon the tallest, most towering, yet hazy and majestic statue at the end of the temple.
They were followers of the God of Order, and at this critical moment of survival, only divine protection could save them.
"Hold the gate! No matter what happens, buy us time!"
The Pope, followed by several Cardinals, clenched their teeth and hurried toward the deepest part of the temple.
The Cardinals immediately understood the Pope's intent.
They followed closely.
Upon reaching the deepest part of the temple, they immediately began setting up a ritual and array before the statue.
Since the Great Divine War, the Order Church had not prayed for direct divine intervention for a long time.
And now, being pushed to this extent...
This was the greatest humiliation for the entire Church.
Boom—
A loud explosion.
The array atop the cathedral was shattered by immense force.
The towering dome collapsed instantly, and the cathedral doors, which had stood for thousands of years, were blasted open for the first time.
\"He's broken in!!!\" The crowd despaired.
A massive eye appeared before them, and the surging demonic aura made them tremble all over.
And in the next moment.
Lynn's body slowly returned to its normal size, reverting to his demonic form.
Tap—
Tap—
Step by step, he walked through the broken gate.
Into this cathedral representing holiness and order.
Facing him was a hastily constructed, trembling line of defense, their faces pale with fear.
“We must not let him break through!”
"Knights! Charge!!!"
They roared, knowing they had no retreat.
Not for faith, but because the overwhelming fear told them they had no way out.
Swish swish swish—
The knights charged with roars.
Lynn's expression remained indifferent. He raised his head, his gaze seemingly piercing through the cathedral and landing on the statue at its deepest part.
He strode forward, unconcerned.
These ants posed no threat to him.
The knights, red-eyed, charged at him, their sharp blades striking his body, only to be repelled by an invisible force.
No one could get within half a meter of him.
No one could slow him down even a fraction.
This was the absolute disparity in strength.
"How can he be so strong! Are we going to be annihilated here today?!"
Damn it! Damn it! We can't let him break in!
"Quick! Awaken the Sacred Armaments!!!"
The high-ranking knight roared.
In the central hall of the cathedral, the statues standing on both sides of the temple began to emit faint glows.
These were all statues of the most powerful demigods in the history of the Order Church, representing the Church's glorious past.
And at this moment.
The weapons in their hands began to tremble, layers of dirt falling off, revealing their sharp edges.
These were the weapons blessed with divine power during the lives of those demigods!
After their deaths, these weapons became the Church's final line of defense.
Each weapon carried the will of its former owner, infused with divine power surpassing that of demigods.
And as Lynn stepped into the temple.
Clang clang clang—
One after another, ethereal figures made of holy light appeared within the temple, blocking Lynn's path, holding sacred weapons.
“Intruders into the cathedral, no mercy will be shown!”
The ethereal figures spoke in unison, their voices devoid of emotion.
A vast will pressed down directly upon Lynn.
Lynn looked up and said, "A bunch of historical ghosts dare to block me?"
He continued forward without hesitation.
The ethereal figures, wielding sacred weapons, attacked instantly.
Lynn's claws slashed out.
In an instant, over a dozen ethereal figures exploded on the spot, their weapons shattering, divine power dissipating.
The remaining ethereal figures' attacks couldn't harm him in the slightest.
Boom—
Boom—
One after another, the statues shattered.
One after another, the ethereal figures were wiped out by Lynn.
No one could stop his advance.
No one could make him pause for even a second.
Clang— clang—
The shattered weapons turned into scrap metal, clattering to the ground.
"This is impossible! Absolutely impossible!"
The surviving knights watched in despair.
In this instant, they truly felt what it meant to be unstoppable.
They felt that in the face of absolute power, everything was an illusion.
"Get out of the way!"
As Lynn passed through the temple, a nearly demigod-level beast stood before him.
This was the Church's guardian beast, a divine tiger that had lived for a thousand years, tasked with protecting the statue.
But with just a cold shout from Lynn.
The tiger trembled violently, its body on the verge of exploding, forced to retreat and make way.
Lynn didn't spare it a glance.
He strode straight through.
In the next moment, Lynn stepped into the deepest part of the cathedral.
Into the sacred place where the God of Order was enshrined.
"He's coming! Hurry! Speed up the ritual!!!"
“As long as our god descends divine punishment, we still have a chance!”
The Cardinals' faces were pale, roaring in despair.
"Use our life energy to fill the final gap!" The Pope roared, pouring all his strength into the array beneath his feet in this last moment.
And in that instant.
The ritual array beneath them finally glowed, and the towering statue emitted a terrifying aura.
They had succeeded!
They knew that in this final moment, their summoning ritual had succeeded!
"Welcome our god's arrival!!!" They coughed up blood, roaring in excitement as they kowtowed heavily.
In an instant.
A vast aura of majesty spread from the deepest part of the temple.
An indescribable aura passed through the temple, locking onto Lynn.
Lynn suddenly looked up, his gaze piercing through the deep temple and landing on the statue radiating boundless majesty.
A feeling of being watched surged within him.
It was as if the statue had come to life, gazing down at him with a detached gaze, as if seeing through everything about him.
That was... the gaze of a god!
he colors of other people’s emotions. Light red meant anxiety. Gray meant exhaustion. Orange meant excitement. Yellow... meant repression. At the same time, he could gain unlimited control over one of those colors. Pale cyan: relaxation. Using this ability, he started offering “two-yuan hugs,” spending an afternoon exchanging emotional-color experiences with others. Then came his final female customer of the day— a girl whose emotional color was pure black... —— A week later, Xu Chuan had become skilled at using pale cyan—Relaxation—treating it like a bottle of menthol balm whenever he needed it. That was when he discovered he had unlocked another unlimited emotional color: Purple, the color of fear. So these emotional colors refresh every week? Fine, I take it back—I’ll never call you useless again... —— Much later, after Xu Chuan had accumulated countless emotional abilities, one night, he suddenly found himself inside someone else’s dream. There, he could use the emotional colors he possessed to paint. And in her dream, he painted her a shower of pink shooting stars, spreading across the depths of the night sky...
e bizarre and supernatural had descended. The previous emperor was a thoroughgoing tyrant; no longer satisfied with human women, he had set his sights on a stunningly beautiful supernatural entity. He met his end in his bedchamber, drained of all his vital essence. As the legitimate eldest son and crown prince, Wang Hao was thus hastily enthroned, becoming the young emperor of the Great Zhou Dynasty. No sooner had he awakened the "Imperial Sign-In Intelligence System" than he was assassinated by a Son of Destiny—a classic villain's opening. The Great Zhou, ravaged by the former emperor's excesses, was in national decline. The great families within its borders harbored their own treacherous schemes, martial sects began to defy the imperial court's decrees, and border armies, their pay and provisions in arrears, grumbled incessantly against the central government. Fortunately, the central capital was still held secure by the half-million Imperial Guards and fifty thousand Imperial Forest Army who obeyed the court's orders, along with the royal family's hidden reserves of power, barely managing to suppress the realm. As the Great Zhou's finances worsened and supernatural activities grew ever more frequent, the court sat atop a volcano. Ambitious plotters everywhere dreamed of overthrowing the dynasty, and even some reclusive ancient powers emerged, attempting to sway the tides of the world. At the first grand court assembly, the civil and military officials nearly came to blows, fighting tooth and nail over the allocation of fifty million taels of silver from the summer tax revenues. The spectacle opened Wang Hao's eyes—the Great Zhou's bureaucracy was not only corrupt but also martially proficient, a cabinet of all-rounders. Some officials even had the audacity to suggest the emperor release funds from the imperial privy purse to address the emergency. Wang Hao suddenly felt weary. Let it all burn.
ions, keeping it grounded and realistic】 After quitting his job, office worker Su Yang accidentally binds with the "Enjoy Life System." As the name suggests, simply by indulging in life's pleasures, he can earn random rewards from the system—no need to spend money on beautiful women or grovel before anyone. Just enjoy, and the money follows, making it all about effortless fun. The system comes with a scanning feature, allowing him to establish a favorability bond with women rated 85 points or above. Every 20-point increase in favorability unlocks additional rewards. After suffering through over twenty years of hardship, Su Yang trembles with excitement, his dull eyes suddenly gleaming with newfound hope. "Enjoy life? How hard could that be?"
. As long as he maintains the villain image and follows the plot to the grand finale, he can obtain generous rewards and return to the real world. So Gu Chen'an entered the role and began to act as a scumbag villain, but who would have expected that the female leads could hear his inner thoughts. Miss Su from the Su family was shocked: "I originally thought Gu Chen'an was a scumbag, but I didn't expect he turned out to be a gentleman! What? You said I have to call off the engagement? I definitely won't, I'll piss you off!" Bai Yuan Tian was dumbfounded: "Young Master Gu is usually unreasonable and a complete brat, but he actually calls me little sweetie in his heart? What, Young Master Gu even said he likes me?" As the female leads' images collapsed more and more, the plot also collapsed with it. Gu Chen'an looked at all this chaos. "Ladies, don't aggro me, if you keep this up the male lead really will stab me, I still need to survive to the grand finale!"
