Chapter 318: Count the Stars and Close Your Eyes, One by One
A deep and solemn thunder rumbled, suddenly echoing through the sky like a dragon's low growl.
High above, rolling thunder clouds churned endlessly, like a vast ocean stirred by giant hands, fierce and oppressive.
Purple lightning flashed between the cloud layers.
Snake-like electric light curved swiftly downward with the wind, stretching into the boundless abyss of the great valley.
Viktor's body was filled with purple chaotic lightning.
Electric arcs, like shimmering fish falling into the ocean, darted rapidly across his body.
He stood beneath the raging thunder, his eyes bursting with brilliant purple light, like a thunder god commanding lightning.
Thunder struck hard against the canyon walls on both sides, sending shattered rock debris flying everywhere.
Accompanied by equally frenzied storms, the thunder swirled in the sky, seemingly guided, branching into countless paths.
[Billion Volt]
The surrounding area was instantly enveloped by ten thousand thunderbolts, the massive lightning seeming to devour everything.
Electric light shot down diagonally from the sky, like a beam of daylight piercing through the heavy black clouds, appearing before everyone's eyes.
A massive thunder barrier was constructed, tightly surrounding the entire canyon.
Within it, chaotic electric charges collided, creating sparks as dense as stars.
Under that blinding electric light, people could only vaguely make out Viktor's flowing black coat through the thunder.
He seemed submerged in thunderous light, controlling even more chaotic lightning.
Everyone around raised their shocked faces.
Eyes wide, mouths open, staring blankly at the blurry black shadow floating high in the sky.
Even Gwen sensed the chaos around her, raising her head to stare dumbly at Viktor above.
The ministers fearfully looked at each other, shrinking tightly into their voluminous robes.
The thunder outside the carriage seemed to make them deeply uneasy.
Perhaps in the future, whenever they encountered thunderstorms, they would recall this terrifying and shocking scene.
Suddenly, the black monsters twisting their bodies around them stood upright once again.
However, before the knights could even react from their shock,
Those wild demi-humans swung their claws and sturdy weapons,
Crushing the newly risen black blood into powder.
Seeing this, the ministers felt immense relief.
Fortunately, in this carriage, they still had these demi-human guards.
Their performance was far superior to those knights, not just by a small margin.
If they hadn't cleared these monsters in time, these diplomats would likely have lost their lives here.
They certainly didn't want to die here without rhyme or reason.
But as the ministers thought further, they felt something was amiss.
In that case, shouldn't they also thank Viktor?
Suddenly, from the black vault of heaven above, a terrifying low roar sounded.
That huge black filth once again fell into chaos and madness.
The massive, foul-smelling body constantly swayed, flesh writhing in the sky as if alive,
Chunks of flesh continuously bulged and collapsed irregularly.
At some point, chaotic demon sounds began surging above the canyon, accompanied by angry sound waves resurging.
Layer upon layer of hollow sound waves surged, surrounding space trembling irregularly.
As if to shatter everything in the canyon's heights.
However, with each rolling thunder, the chaotic vibrations violently fluctuated.
These filthy monsters' bodies would experience one violent wave.
Their bodies suddenly began rapidly expanding, flesh seeming to squeeze tentacles until they disappeared.
Blood-filled giant mouths revealed sharp teeth through torn flesh, chaotic eyeballs emerging from thunder-struck blood holes.
Viscous blood entangled together, forming chaotic, frenzied blasphemy.
The center of the giant mouth constantly spat out long, sharp poison tongues, viciously piercing into the surrounding black writhing flesh.
The horrifically intense pain caused the huge flesh body to emit chaotic shrieks.
Tentacle stumps were drawn into the abyss-like mouth, making muffled, sticky chewing sounds.
Eyeballs were pierced by chaotic tentacles, exploding into more viscous frenzied dust.
Layer upon layer of sharp teeth constantly twitched, making clicking collision sounds, greedily attempting to devour everything before them.
Under this nauseating and foul scene, those ministers and knights merely glanced once.
The next second, they felt their vision go black.
As if their minds completely lost reason, their spirits experiencing earth-shattering changes.
That frenzied defiling scene was impossible to erase, only the twisted flesh bodies seemed branded in their hearts.
Their faces had almost completely lost control, features twisted together becoming extremely horrifying.
The knights were hardly different from the ministers.
Even their silver-white armor seemed in their eyes to become flesh-mouthed monsters entangling them.
One knight stepped backward twice, falling panic-stricken in the carriage.
At this moment, in countless people's hearts, there simultaneously arose an extremely chaotic—
Evil thought.
It's all Viktor's fault!
How could he not warn us about something so terrifying!
Now, we're all going to die!
The ministers' minds were rapidly twisting.
They even began to have an extremely evil thought rising in their hearts—might as well let everyone go to hell together here, to accompany their deaths!
Or, let them, let these demi-humans.
Let the princess die in their place!
Such evil thoughts naturally shouldn't appear in their minds.
But even those self-proclaimed righteous knights, their spirits, were similarly twisted.
Seeing the demi-human team's performance far exceed theirs, their sense of honor completely collapsed, sinking into endless rage.
Why?
Why could these lowly demi-humans outperform us noble knights!
Evil thoughts arose in their minds.
Right now, right here.
Kill these superior demi-humans in this floating carriage.
Once evil thoughts arise, they can no longer be easily erased.
Similarly, after seeing that twisted black flesh.
Even the demi-humans couldn't avoid it.
They felt a headache, as if some strange force was twisting their thoughts.
However.
Just as their eyes gradually became as chaotic as the ministers and knights.
Their cat-and-dog-like pupils flashed with a jet-black raven totem.
Instantly, that raven totem seemed to awaken, flapping black wings, wanting to fly from the demi-humans' eyes into the depths of their heavy hearts.
After a brief daze, the demi-humans' eyes gradually cleared from chaos to clarity.
The awakened demi-humans didn't know what had happened, they held their heads, looking around somewhat warily.
Because they clearly felt.
The surrounding knights were emanating hidden malice toward them.
"What's going on."
"They're not quite right."
Demi-humans, like animals, were extremely sensitive to sensing others' good and evil.
And this malice, obvious to the point of overflow, clearly made them uncomfortable.
Just then.
From those ministers and knights, streams of black aura overflowed.
That was the materialization of their evil thoughts.
The aura slowly passed through the carriage roof, flying toward the constantly writhing filthy flesh in the sky.
That filthy flesh opened its mouth-like part, completely swallowing this evil intent.
Suddenly.
That twisted flesh actually manifested a beam of bright pure white holy light.
Under that pure white holy light, even that black twisted flesh was illuminated pure white.
All seemed to carry a holy aura.
The entire twitching flesh began to surge, the surrounding presence becoming sharp, like holy sword blades suspended around.
At this moment, no one could understand.
Why could such a blasphemous monster shine with such bright radiance?
The next second, it brought the answer to everyone.
Accompanied by this holy aura, brilliant holy light descended from high above like golden rain.
Breaking through the dense cloud layer, shooting directly onto that bright monster's body.
The vast black clouds seemed to ignite with holy brightness.
Even the purple-black lightning within those clouds was illuminated by the light, transforming into dazzling golden lightning.
Suddenly, the cultists' nauseating tens of thousands of tentacles actually began intertwining together.
Golden wing skeletons gradually constructed, carrying the nauseating writhing of tentacles.
At this moment, tens of thousands of cultists' beliefs and souls seemed to extract from within the monster.
Tens of thousands of writhing half-body phantoms struggled in the ocean of flesh, gradually merging into one.
Forming a pair of flesh wings emanating golden light, perfectly covering that monotonous skeleton.
But this wasn't over.
His entire black flesh tumor body now seemed reshaped by that holy light.
That writhing flesh made spine-chilling friction sounds.
Gnarled blood vessels all burst, instantly reconstructing.
The huge flesh outline seemed reformed, like a winged holy angel.
Each flutter of the flesh wings would bring up fragments of interwoven torn flesh.
Those ill-intentioned knights and ministers felt dizzy, their inner filth scattered like by wild wind.
Shame rapidly filled their consciousness, knights and ministers all regretted their weakness.
But at this time, Viktor's voice rang out mockingly:
"What hypocritical and nauseating justice."
And this was the [Goddess's Cultists].
Now, their angel-like righteous appearance.
Was exactly the hypocritical justice Viktor knew well.
[Righteous Posture]
Twisted the Goddess's justice, actively creating chaotic evil, making people fall into obsessive predicaments.
Those cultists claiming righteousness created evil with their own hands, then conducted so-called cleansing,
As if such behavior could attract the Goddess's gaze to return.
But...
Dark clouds surged again, blocking that divine light descending from heaven.
Purple lightning began rolling like frenzied snake swarms.
Seeming to form a stark contrast with that angel radiating holy light.
"Illusions are destined to be illusions."
Viktor dispersed the black clouds around him, light gradually spreading to the surroundings.
The shining purple thunder seemed to transform into a flood beast, piercing the sky with its angry head.
Thunder constantly sparked around, becoming ten thousand frenzied arrow waves, completely covering the entire canyon ground.
Glowing thunder light spread to the surroundings, becoming giant pythons surging in space, tearing everything to pieces.
That represented the most terrifying power of the Thunder Calamity, arising from behind Viktor.
The Thunder Calamity's ultimate skill.
[Brilliant Thunder Arrow]
Accompanied by sky-filling thunder, Viktor faced that holy-postured angel, speaking calmly.
"Look up."
"The flickering death stars have foretold your end."
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