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Chapter 87: The Corpse Devours Everything

Astraea looked at the troops in the distance that were constantly launching attacks and giving away for free, with a strange look on her face. She looked up at Geffey, who was still extremely calm, and felt an inexplicable anxiety in her heart.

However, in the end she hesitated and remained silent.

It is not convenient for her to interfere with the army of Maiding City. She can just do her own thing. Perhaps this is a unique method of the Maiding Church?

Compared to the city of Medin, Andri is the capital of a state, and the church knows much more detailed information than the church in Medin. At least Astraea can be 100% sure that the God of Blood opposite has never appeared.

Just a new born god.

To stop a new god, one artifact is enough.

I just don’t know why, but looking at the unconscious Bishop Geffey in the sky, Astraea showed a trace of uneasiness on her face. After hesitating for a while, she turned around decisively with a serious expression:

"Communicate with the great Fire Demon King's divine power and activate the artifact immediately!"

A deacon in blue hesitated: "Has Bishop Gefei issued any instructions yet? If we dispatch now, will it disrupt the fighter planes?"

"Don't worry about him, activate it immediately." The sense of crisis in her heart became stronger, Astraea's expression became more solemn, and she shouted in a low voice, "Any punishment after the war will be borne by me alone!"

"Yes, sir!" The blue-clothed deacon looked stunned and nodded. However, Astraea, who was in a anxious mood, did not notice the red light flashing deep in the blue-clothed deacon's pupils when he lowered his head.

It's not the red of a blazing flame, but more like a viscous blood-colored liquid, just like the color in a blood fountain...

Astraea stood in front of the altar. There was a natural red metal sphere placed on the altar. There were several deacons in blue standing around the altar, posing in a somewhat weird posture, and wisps of flames were released from their hands.

Come out and pour into the altar.

A few seconds later, with the continuous influx of energy, a little red magma began to appear on the surface of the metal sphere, and the sphere began to float slowly.

As a creation of the gods, the artifact cannot be activated so quickly with the power of just a few people. The reason why it was possible to do it this time is mainly because the charging of the artifact had already been completed when the Andri Church was there.

The current altar and energy injection are actually just the final unsealing steps.

No matter how weak the artifact is, as long as it is activated, it can completely give the holder a power comparable to that of a powerful person in the holy realm. In this world, the holy realm actually has another name.

That is: Demigod!

Astraea's expression was solemn, and she couldn't wait to reach out and cover the metal ball. Injecting fire energy, the red ball instantly disintegrated and turned into regular metal fragments, which merged into Astraea's flame armor.

It evolved into metal armor that seemed to have been tempered thousands of times.

A few metal fragments gathered into his hand, forming a giant flaming sword several meters long.

"Boom!" Huge energy filled the whole body, and Astraea's size in the spirit armor state instantly increased ten times. The rich flames condensed into red magma, slowly flowing on the surface of the spirit armor.

"..." Astraea frowned. She didn't know why, but being wrapped in the artifact made her feel even more uneasy.

Danger? Then kill the source of the danger! In this state, even if the God of Blood descends and incarnates, she can fight back and forth!

Astraea looked stern and controlled the power of the artifact. When she wanted to float in the air, a force completely different from flames and magma suddenly appeared.

Thick, moist, like a sinful life crawling out of the endless abyss, countless tentacles emitted from the inside of the artifact, instantly piercing the surface of the spiritual armor, binding Astraea's entire body, tightly, leaving no gaps.

"It's impossible for a craftsman to impregnate the artifact!" Astraea was extremely panicked and subconsciously wanted to release flames to burn it out.

The tentacles that restrained her body moved faster than her. The tips of the tentacles, with complex runes similar to eyes, penetrated deep into Astraea's body from various positions, injecting milky white liquid.

"What... is this?" Astraea was about to resist when a heavy sleepiness from the depths of her soul swept over her.

She only persisted for a few minutes before losing consciousness. The artifact fell off and turned into a round sphere again, falling onto the altar.

"You have good perseverance, you actually lasted three minutes?" A wormhole appeared, and the flesh puppet walked out of it and caught the unconscious Astraea, with a slight surprise on his face.

"See the Lord God Envoy!" When Astraea's followers saw the visitor, they were not surprised at all, and bowed with great respect. At this moment, the eyes and pupils of these blue-clothed deacons were already filled with extremely thick blood.

The color of blood.

"You have done a good job. Now follow me to the Kingdom of God to meet the great lord." The flesh puppet threw Astraea into the other side of the wormhole, then leaned over to grab the artifact and said to the remaining people.

with,

"This place will soon be flooded..."

"Yes, Lord Divine Envoy!" The group of people carried the altar and followed the flesh puppet into the depths of the wormhole.

But the elite soldiers responsible for protecting them turned a blind eye to this.



At the same moment, the flesh puppet standing on the crystal city wall showed a satisfied smile and gently tapped the ground with his foot: "Okay, you can start."

All the valuable things and people have been obtained, and he has no interest in delaying it any longer.

The blue crystal city wall trembled slightly and let out a roar that resounded through the sky?

"Chirp!"

The crystal wall trembled slightly, but this time, it was not just this wall that was trembling.

The earth also trembled together!

"How could there be an earthquake at this time?" The sudden tremor made many soldiers and officers confused.

The civilization system of this world is still at a very immature level, and even the Holy Domain cannot achieve the ability to tremble the earth.

Only gods can easily change the world with the help of the authority given by the world.

"The gods have come to the world?" Some officers quickly thought of a bad ending that they least wanted to think of, and quickly looked towards the rear of the army.

"Where is the artifact altar?!"

"No, no, no, this is not an earthquake..." an officer standing at the rear suddenly shouted in fear, "Our feet are not the ground..."

"???"What's the meaning?

When several staff officers beside him were about to ask questions, a scene unfolded before their eyes, which completely destroyed their usual cognition.

A faint trace of blood slowly appeared on the ground, spreading to everyone's feet.

At the same time, the blue crystal city wall instantly turned into the color of blood. Bloody eyes flew out of the air and floated in the sky. Corresponding to the ground, the slowly emerging blood color gradually deepened, as if a bloody mouth was slowing down.

Open slowly.

"Celebrate, your lives will be the nourishment of the seeds of hatred, and you will be completely integrated with the great lord's excellent works."

Lawrence and Germain on the crystal city wall, as well as all the Yharnam residents living in the city, seemed to feel something. They looked up at the position of the city wall and shouted with great fanaticism!


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