Chapter 5: God Is Dead!
"Those who fight monsters should be careful that they will become monsters as well. โ
Ivan shed his white robes, revealing his muscular upper body in the blizzard, densely covered with scars. The torture of every inch of scar, the fear of hiding in Tibet all these years, he has to return what he has to the enemy with interest.
In the midst of the horrified gaze of the crowd, Ivan became a real demon. Even the raging blizzard dodged the evil thing, creating a quiet vacuum around it.
The white-gloved priests who had originally looked calm all stopped when they saw this scene. They felt the indescribable surging aura, this was not those necromancers who could only manipulate the corpses of the dead, it was powerful enough to destroy the whole of Holy Byzantium.
"He who stares into the abyss, the abyss is staring at you. โ
He raised his hand, and lightning flashed down from the sky, smashing directly into the middle of the Holy Crusade, and the powerful impact force instantly made the elite soldiers roll over on their backs. Thunder and lightning fell from the clouds, and when it landed on the frozen soil, it exploded into a deep crater, and the surrounding Holy Crusade was directly carbonized into black sculptures under the shroud of the heat.
Lawrence drew the holy sword at his waistโthe weapon that the Pope had baptized and blessed.
He tried to kill the initiator standing between the thunderstorms with his sharp heavy sword, ignoring the white-gloved priests, but his small movements did not escape Ivan's eyes, and a blast of thunder fell from the sky and slammed down on Lawrence.
The lightning did not hit Lawrence directly, but his whole body was directly cut through an arc in mid-air under the huge impact force, and smashed into the snow.
The sound of thunder that echoed in the ears blew away the blizzard, and the roar of anger echoed among the mountains, triggering a reciprocal shock.
Ivan remembered the shadowy ghosts that had fled to his career as a child, and the beak mask had left an indelible image of fear on him.
Angry and disgusted by the priesthood, he became the master of the killing. The white gloves who rushed forward first had not yet come to their senses, and the thunder rushed straight down towards the snow, directly blasting the heavy snow layer upon layer, impacting all around, turning into a huge impact.
Before the priests who rushed to the front could react, they turned into black marks in the snow.
"This ...... It's not a dark creature anymore......"
For the first time, the fearless clergy showed a look of horror, finally convincing them of the apocalyptic scenario described by the Alassas survivors.
He is the embodiment of darkness and evil, dominating the primal instinct of fear.
The clergy had no time to pay attention to the Holy Cross army behind them, and they stood around Ivan in a besieging formation. After taking off the beak mask, he began to chant sacred hymns aloud.
A pillar of light descended from the sky and enveloped each of the priests, their expressions were calm and serene, as if they did not care about the furious thunder in front of them, and as the chanting melody accelerated, the pillar of light spread, forming a prison that trapped Ivan in it.
The notes that burrowed into his mind made the irritable Ivan feel even more irritable, and the god who controlled the thunder and lightning sneered and let out a disdainful syllable, with a cold chill.
"Dead ......"
With an earth-shattering roar, the snow-capped mountains also swayed with the thunder, the gloomy clouds were instantly blown away by a strong wave of air, and white light fell from the sky and shrouded Ivan's body.
The extremely cold place, which is cloudy all year round, was torn open by a demon for the first time.
Even the light of God, far away in heaven, is watching over this son of the devil.
The silver cross on his chest shattered instantly, and the priesthood at the head raised his head, and he saw cold eyes, looking at his face.
"How is that possible!"
Even the Viking tribes thousands of miles away heard this earth-shattering sound of natural disasters. Joseph, the leader of the Viking tribe, with a battle axe in hand, looked into the distance with a worried expression, apparently this ominous and strange roar frightened the barbarian warriors who were hiding from the Holy Byzantium in the Arctic.
After reaching the Forbidden Land for hundreds of kilometers, the Vikings had cut off the idea of heading south, and the roar clearly sounded from the other side of the truce abyss that they no longer wanted to cross.
"What the hell is going on in the South......
At this point, Ivan easily tore through the pillar of light, and the clergy who surrounded it finally showed a frightened expression, and he did not stop, but waved his hand.
One, two, three, four.
Thunder continued to fall around him, and the figure of the priest was directly submerged in the white light, and the shadow and hatred of his childhood made Ivan vent all his anger on the tools of the Holy See's repression.
Lawrence was being held up, his hands trembling and he couldn't hold the sword in his hand.
There were only blinding pillars of light in front of him, and a huge roar drowned out the small human voices like a tsunami. When the pillar of light of the thunder dissipated, only the ground under Ivan's feet was still intact, and the land surrounding him was smashed out of the black pit of the ring by the thunder.
And the clergy are long gone.
The air was filled with the smell of burnt dirt.
It was a one-sided slaughter, and no one could survive from Ivan's thunderbolt power.
He turned his head to look at the terrified Holy Cross and held out his hand to the mortally wounded Lawrence.
"You can leave alive, but their souls must stay. โ
After receiving Ivan's promise, Lawrence finally mustered up his courage, and he gritted his teeth and asked, "What are you going to do? Do you want to destroy this country? The empire that your father and your ancestors built?"
In the hoarse vocal cords, a few words were squeezed out intermittently, but Lawrence felt creepy.
"Father, ancestor?"
"I will not be loyal to the royal family, I will only be loyal to the empire. I will take back all that you have taken from my father. Tell the Pope that I will tear to shreds the theocracy that they have maintained for thousands of years, that I will make the holy Byzantium belong to all people, not the angels on high, and that I will bring the Lord and their gods to the twilight of destruction. I will put the worldly kingship under any power. โ
The roar re-rolled up the wind and snow, and several tornadoes swept up all the snow on the ground, circling around him.
The final sentence exposed Ivan's huge ambition hidden under his calm expression.
Lawrence finally knew what monster he was up against.
The two cards were tossed out of Ivan's hand, arcing through the air and landing in front of Lawrence.
He picked up two chapters of cards, the Ace of Spades and the King of Hearts, and the faces of the Pope and the Regent were depicted on them.
Lawrence understood something in an instant, and Ivan was ready to take revenge on the usurper of more than a decade ago.
The men who robbed Emperor Frederick of the throne and the conspirators who murdered Ivan's parents are finally about to sound the death knell of the end times.
The roar of the thunder eventually became a clarion call to destroy the order of the era, and the trembling sound threatened to shatter the strict hierarchy that had lasted for thousands of years in the Holy See.
The great red dragon, the wrath of oppression, has issued the first challenge to the prosperous and decaying order!
"God is dead!"