Chapter 948: Overture of the Night (3)
Perhaps it was a figment of her imagination, but right before Elenaâs consciousness faded, she felt as if she heard the werewolf heave a faint sigh before saying something in Cathayan.
She couldnât understand what had been said, but it was the words ârest in peaceâ.
There was no room for benevolence on the international political stage. Had Usonia considered affording Yugoslavia kindness before the latter was bombed?
Where was the dialog about human rights when Usonia toppled Iraq for its oil reserves?
In Qin Yeâs position, he absolutely couldnât afford to allow his sympathy to get the better of him when he needed to be ruthless. Politics wasnât just a battle of words, it produced very real casualties as well.
The entire city seemed to have fallen completely silent.
In the next instant, all of the surrounding witch hunters erupted into a thunderous rage as one exorcism flare after another was set off in the heavens and countless holy silver crossbow bolts were sent flying through the air!
âDie, demon!!â
âDie! Die!! Die!!!â
âThe radiance of the lord will incinerate all of you into ashes!!â
The streaks of silver light were raining down in a torrential downpour, and the man standing at the center of the street opened his eyes as a bloodthirsty smile appeared on his face.
The first thing that he saw was close to 20 exorcism flares in the sky to the east!
Furthermore, that wasnât the end. Shortly after this flurry of exorcism flares were set off, over 20 more exorcism flares flew up into the sky in the west as well!
On a certain building to the west, a vampire was standing amid a gorey scene with a wooden expression, looking on as the survivors on the rooftop set off their remaining exorcism flares.
Within the shadow of the man standing at the center of the street, a pair of eyes suddenly opened up. âUdyr, are you really going toâŠâ
Udyr cut her off with a bloodthirsty lick of his lips. âDemons belong in hell, donât they? I promised not to do anything as long as they donât provoke me, but nowâŠâ
He made a grabbing motion, and a burst of dazzling golden radiance pierced through hte darkness as a massive sword with a blade that was over two meters wide was slowly pulled out of thin air.
âIâm going to make them regret ever appearing in this world!!â
As soon as his voice trailed off, three bursts of dazzling light erupted out of his chest!
These were three ancient pages, and they flew up into the sky as the complex passages inscribed upon them glowed with silver radiance, lighting up the entire night sky!
At the same time, a series of what appeared to be corpses situated in the buildings around Saint Peterâs Church raised their heads in unison.
There were about 300 of them in total, and they seemed to have been awakened from a long slumber.
Golden holy light radiated out of every single one of their pores, and in the next instant, they rushed out of the buildings before converging toward Saint Peterâs Church like asteroids hurtling toward the earth!
The peace of the new continent had been hanging by a thread prior to this, and this thread had finally been severed in Philadelphia.
In the sky above, the three pages from the Gospel of Matthew were glowing like the sun as they rapidly multiplied, soon producing countless copies of themselves as complex holy scripture filled the entire sky, encompassing an area in a radius of several kilometers around Saint Peterâs Church!
Only humans could enter and exit the heavenly barricade, while all forces of evil would be trapped inside and be forced to face the wrath of the lord!
âPiss off back to hell, demons!!â Udyr was roaring with laughter as he sprang forward with enormous true energy circling all around him.
Fierce winds were howling past his ears, and his eyes had already turned bright red. He raised his head and let loose a thunderous roar toward the heavens, following which a suit of armor constructed entirely from light converged toward his body.
He wasnât the only one, suits of armor had appeared around all of the 300 or so men and women who had rushed out of the buildings around Saint Peterâs Church. The pieces of armor were quickly adhering to the corresponding parts of their bodies amid flashes of golden radiance, and all of a sudden, a loud whistle rang out, following which all of them descended in unison. On the ground below, the golden light had formed a series of warhorses, straddled on top of which were knights in heavy medieval armor.
These were the paladins among the witch hunters, the elite of the elite among the churchâs forces and the most disciplined demon slayers!
Spears of light materialized out of thin air before falling into their hands, and the tips of the spears scraped along the ground, leaving a trail of sparks in their wake as the warhorses galloped onward. The entire earth was trembling in the wake of the war horsesâ thundering hooves and the paladins were charging straight toward Saint Peterâs Church.
Right behind them, several thousand witch hunters were gliding through the air like stars in the night sky, traversing between the modern tall built buildings.
Their crossbow bolts had already been dipped in holy water, giving them an extra layer of luster to further contribute to their already menacing gleam.
Behind them were hundreds of reverends, nuns, and priests that had gathered from all directions, and none of them were holding back in the slightest as they set their true energy alight. In the face of demonic forces, the catholic church had never cowered!
Udyr was charging at the forefront while his giant sword trailed along behind him, creating a deep gash in the ground. His warhorse and armor were particularly extravagant in design, and he was charging directly toward the dumbfounded Duke DuPont, who was standing at the entrance to Saint Peterâs Church. The distance between them was being rapidly closed down, and upon reaching within 30 meters away from DuPont, Udyr raised his giant sword in one violent motion before leaping up with all his might, then sent the huge sword crashing down toward Brando.
âFor the lord!!â
âFor the lord!!â His roar was echoed by the countless paladins and followers of the catholic church behind him, and a flurry of holy silver crossbow bolts shot forth in a frenzy as one witch hunter after another advanced like a pride of hunting lions. As for the paladins at the forefront, they had already formed a dazzling spear formation and rushed past the first line of werewolves.
This was the power of numbers.
Theoretically, the werewolf army was far more powerful than the churchâs forces, yet the army was instantly scattered by the rapidly advancing paladins. Brando raised a hand to block Udyrâs giant sword amid a loud clang. As a result of the recoil force, Udyr was sent stumbling back several dozen meters. Brandoâs eyelids were twitching as he looked at the formidable army of the catholic church, and his lips were trembling from fury as he roared in an enraged voice, âHave you gone insane?!â
Udyr rose to his feet and countered, âJust now, two groups of witch hunters were killed by werewolves and vampires! You dared to fire the first shot, so isnât this exactly what you wanted?!â
I donât know anything about that!
Brando was at a complete loss. How could this be possible? It didnât make any sense! All of the werewolves were under his supervision and no one had strayed away from the church!
Brando wasnât an idiot. Far from it, he was one of the wiliest and most intelligent people in the world and there was no way he would provoke the church under these circumstances.
However, what was most frustrating to him was that as one of the Freemasonryâs Master Masons and the patriarch of the werewolf clan, his hands were completely tied!
He couldnât call for a truce now. All of the werewolves were looking at him, and among their ranks were the five werewolf elders, 12 werewolf generals, and over 1,000 elite werewolf warriors. Several dozen werewolves had just been slain by the church in the blink of an eye for no reason whatsoever, and as the patriarch of the clan, he had no choice but to fight back!
If he were to stomach this loss and ask for a truce, his reputation would be swept to the ground and no one would continue to support him as one of the Freemasonryâs Master Masons.
How the hell did this happen?! Could there be some rogue werewolf doing all of this? But thatâs not possible, either! I can sense all werewolves, and no werewolf can escape my bloodline detection unless theyâre dead!
Unfortunately, there was no time for him to think. The sea of dazzling holy light was about to reach him, and he gritted his teeth tightly as he roared, âPiss off back to your masters and tell them that thereâs been a mistake!â
âFace the wrath of the lord!!â This was the only response given to him by the hundreds of charging paladins!
BOOM!!!
In that instant, all light seemed to have faded from the city of Philadelphia.
The most dazzling and radiant light imaginable was erupting at Saint Peterâs Church, yet the light only appeared for an instant before it was completely quelled by a burst of devastating Yin energy.
Right in front of the first line of paladins, a thunderous roar rang out, and Yin energy surged violently. In the next instant, seven blood-red eyes appeared within the Yin energy, resembling seven blood moons.
Some Dukes were very conservative in the fights that they chose to pick, such as a certain King Yanluo.
They would avoid direct confrontation unless it was absolutely unavoidable, and even if they had to face an opponent in direct battle, they had to ensure that their powers far exceeded those of said opponents.
However, they were the minority. Most Dukes had been worshipped and revered for countless years, and they chose to fight for their honor and the honor of their people.
A werewolf that was over five meters tall emerged from within the Yin energy. It had three heads and its entire body was riddled with bright red runes. There were seven eyes on its central head, and he opened his mouths to reveal sets of sharp fangs as he chuckled in a sinister voice, âFine, if itâs a battle you want, then a battle is what youâll have!!â
Immediately thereafter, he raised his heads to the heavens and let loose a long howl, which was instantly echoed by thousands of howls all over the entire city.
The howls of countless werewolves rang out incessantly as they leaped onto the rooftops or galloped along the streets, heading rapidly toward Saint Peterâs Church.
âKill them all!!â
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Unbeknownst to everyone, there was an even fiercer battle taking place at the Masonic Temple in the distance.
The entire area around the temple had already been sealed off by restrictions, and the two bishops were frantically attacking Edward. The Gospel of Matthew had been unveiled to unleash the heavenly barricade, following which all of the paladins, witch hunters, and other followers of the catholic church in the city had been mobilized. In response, Brando had summoned all of the werewolves in the city to retaliate, and the two bishops knew that if they didnât arrive on the scene soon, the entire city would become a warzone!
The holy war that had been brewing for several hundred years was about to commence again, and without their prior notification, the mortal realm hadnât set up any measures to prepare for such carnage. The catholic church couldnât afford to handle the consequences of this war, and they were going to lose the support of the entire Usonian continent!
Faithful followers were the basis of the catholic church, and losing an entire continent of followers would undoubtedly deal the church a massive blow!
âPlease step aside!!â The elderly bishopâs white and golden robes were flapping all around him as he swept his hands through the air, sending countless golden runes surging directly toward Edward, but those runes were destroyed in an instant.
âWe do not wish to fight you!!â
âYou are a Duke, a figure who stands at the top of this world! Surely youâre aware of the influence that the catholic church has!â
Edward remained completely unfazed.
Of course, he had no intention of killing these two bishops. The deaths of a few paladins and witch hunters would be largely inconsequential, but killing bishops would incur serious repercussions.
Furthermore, he had more important things to do.
He was currently diverting his attention toward controlling Dusk 12, who had already undergone his Moonlight transformation.
Vampires were inferior to werewolves when it came to absolute strength, but they were far superior when it came to speed and stealth. What he was trying to do was to hide Dusk 12 as close to Saint Peterâs Church as possible without being detected.
However, Saint Peterâs Church was currently in a state of complete chaos, so even though Dusk 12 had concealed himself and was being supported by Qin Yeâs Yin energy, there was no way he could reach within 100 meters of the church.
Brando had already revealed his true form, and his power as a Duke made it a downright suicide mission for one to approach him. Even so, he still hadnât unleashed his full power as he didnât want to alert the general public in the city. Furthermore, with each death that Dusk 12 suffered, he would have to be resurrected in the Dusk Legionnaire, which would require Yin energy expenditure from Qin Ye, and this was probably the only flaw to the Dusk Legionnaire.
Dusk 12 had already died several dozen times in quick succession, and even Qin Yeâs Yin energy was struggling a little to keep up.
âStop making these futile efforts,â he said in a cold voice. âIf you give up now, I can assure you that your lives will be spared.â
âOh? Are you sure youâre in a position to be making such threats?â Right at this moment, a voice rang out up above, completely ignoring the restrictions he had set up.
It was a mid Yama-King!
Edward instantly looked up to discover that the restriction overhead was receding like melting snow under the scorching sun, and the two bishops faltered slightly before immediately heaving sighs of relief. âCardinal Fernando!â
Fernando didnât respond. He still hadnât revealed himself yet, but his gaze was already fixed intently on Edward. âHave you possessed this body? You must be an emissary of the Cathayan Underworld whoâs only recently reached the Yama-King level, right?â
Edward wasnât fearful in the slightest as he smiled and asked, âWhy are you so sure that Iâve only recently become a Yama-King?â
âBecause all of the Cathayan Underworldâs Yama-Kings are at least at the mid Yama-King level,â Fernando replied. âAs expected of the way the Cathayan Underworld does things, whenever you strike, itâs always with peerless decisiveness and ruthlessness. HoweverâŠâ
The night sky suddenly swayed slightly as Fernando concluded, âYouâve overstepped your boundaries this time!â
Golden light converged from all directions, transforming into a giant golden hand that was closing itself around Edward. Fernandoâs voice was full of unbridled fury as he continued, âYouâve deceived both the catholic church and the werewolves to instigate this conflict! You are no different from a demon yourself! On behalf of the lord, I, Cardinal Fernando, will pass down judgment upon you! After this, I will go to the Cathayan Underworld in person to beg for Yanluo Qinâs forgiveness, but before that, your life must end here!â
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