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!
close your eyes and open them again, only to find yourself transmigrated into the role of a villainous male supporting character. Readers familiar with urban wish-fulfillment novels know that it is only through the relentless antics of the villainous male supporting character that the plot between the male and female leads can progress. As the villainous male supporting character, Long Aotian not only has to bully the female lead, harass the second female lead, and flirt with the third female lead, but he also has to go all out to antagonize the male lead. In the end, when his body is discovered, he is still clutching half a moldy fried dough stick in his hand. Fully aware of the plot, Long Aotian is determined to change his fate, starting with the female lead! In the beginning, the female lead lacks confidence: "Big brother, I hope I didn't scare you?" In the middle, the female lead treads carefully: "Brother Long, please don't hit me, okay?" Later on, the female lead becomes coquettishly clingy: "Aotian, it's time to pay the 'public grain' tonight." Long Aotian's legs go weak, and he feels like crying: "I taught you to be thick-skinned, not shameless!"
d intelligence to keep the plot moving, and sometimes even the protagonists are forced into absurdly dumb decisions. Why does the A-list celebrity heroine in urban romance novels ditch the top-tier movie star and become a lovestruck fool for a pockmarked male lead? Why do the leads in historical tragedy novels keep dancing between love and death, only for the blind healer to end up suffering the most? And Gu Wei never expected that after finally landing a villain role to stir up trouble, she’d pick the wrong gender! No choice now—she’ll just have to crush the protagonists as a girl!
e school belle recognized by the whole school, a genius girl from the kendo club. She also has a hidden identity, the youngest legendary demon hunter. Chen Shuo just transmigrated and found himself turned into a weak, helpless little vampire. He was caught by Su Xiyen and taken home at the very beginning. Since then, Chen Shuo's life creed only had two items. "First, classmate Su Xiyen is always right." "Second, if classmate Su Xiyen is wrong, please refer back to item one." Many years later, Chen Shuo, who had turned back into a human, led a pair of twins to appear in front of all the vampires to share the secret of how he turned back into a human. "It's simple, I tricked a female demon hunter into becoming my wife!"
end. Thus one must continue to cultivate, and become a saint or great emperor, in order to prolong one's life. Chen Xia, however, completely reversed this. Since his transmigration, he has gained immortality, and also a system that awards him with attribute points for every year he lives. Thus between the myriad worlds, the legend of an unparalleled senior appeared. "A gentleman takes revenge; it is never too late even after ten thousand years." "When you were at your peak I yielded, now in your old age I shall trample on you." - Chen Xia
