My Weakest Little Brother Has Become A Demon King After Being Sealed For 1000 Years

2022-03-09

Chapter 65 Epitaph

Storm Province, Wanren City, Kane cathedral.

Two Holy Spirit statues made of pure gold stand on both sides behind the podium, one wearing a bronze crown, holding a gorgeous ceremony sword in the right hand, and stroking the giant under it with the left hand. dragon; and the other is a simple straight sword in hand, which is blowing a simple horn.

Different from the other seven Great Saint Spirits who are separated from their personalities and only allowed to use the Holy Splendor pattern as a symbol, the eighth Holy Spirit “hermit” is allowed to worship the Holy Spirit statue.

Because of this, Eighth Order is often criticized by the Holy Spirit Church. Of course, this criticism is generally only at the level of oral.

After all, that is the Holy Spirit Kane who has walked twice in the world and left countless holy signs. No matter how you prohibit related idol worship, it is always unconvincing.

Adrien, Patriarch of the Eighth Order, with grey hair and beard, is sitting on the pulpit at the moment, and behind him is the rough, sharp-angled holy emblem that is the symbol of the Eighth Holy Spirit.

The silver holy emblem was smeared with a faint flame by the candles in the surrounding candlesticks, and the air was filled with a strong scent of incense.

Adrian closed his eyes, crossed his fingers, and patiently listened to his subordinates reporting the latest news to him.

Most of it is trivia, whether it’s about preparations for Riel’s annual sacramental arrangements; or about the collection of religious donations in the provinces, ah, except the unruly Blackwater Province.

These are things that have already been planned, and there will not be much changes from year to year.

But since speaking of the Blackwater Province…

“…It is believed that Nezmaar, the Daughter of Silver Blood, has entered into a partnership with the bishop of St. The recycling work may be…”

Deacon in gray said a little worriedly.

“No problem.”

Adrian said slowly.

He knew what the other person was worried about.

Once there are two or more of anything, there will be a distinction between closeness and distance. Just like this, the two Holy Spirit statues behind him symbolize the two Holy Spirits of the eight Holy Spirits a thousand years ago and eight hundred years ago. Descend.

Inside the sect, there has been a long-standing debate about which one can better represent the essence of the Eighth Holy Spirit, and after 800 years of precipitation, the final result of this debate is the The emergence of the Sect.

As the Patriarch, Adrian’s most important job when he is in charge of the sect is to maintain the balance of power between the two Great Sects of the Sect of Grace and the Sect.

The gray-clothed deacon said worriedly: “Nezmaar successfully recovered the ‘Judgment Eight’ from the Dragon’s Breath last time, which has greatly increased the influence of the Holy Sect. Province…”

“Don’t worry, things won’t work out in Blackwater Province.”

Adrian said in a very confident tone.

“Why?”

The gray-clothed deacon asked suspiciously. In his impression, the patriarch rarely said one thing in such a sure tone.

Adrian opened his cloudy eyes and looked towards him and said:

“You know why, including the Eighth Order, the Holy Spirit Church has been in a state of war since fourteen years ago. Have you gradually withdrawn your power from Blackwater Province, and has basically withdrawn it in the last few years?”

Suddenly brought up this rather sensitive topic, the gray-clothed deacon was a little nervous. Replied:

“That’s not because of the current Duke of Thorns…”

“No.”

Adrian shook his head, then closed his eyes and continued. ;

“Simon Ward is just a pretense, the real reason is not that Blackwater Province abandoned us, but that we abandoned Blackwater Province. So now Nezmaar is destined to do nothing in Blackwater Province. Well, it’s not something you should be concerned about more deeply…Is there anything else to report?”

The confused gray-clothed deacon replies immediately:

” The seventeenth search for the Kane horn also ended in failure, and the White House has already had a lot of opinions on our progress…”

The gray coat deacon stopped before he could finish his words. Down, because a horn sounded at this time suddenly came from not far away.

Continuous and long.

He froze in place like a statue, and could only stare blankly in that direction, unable to make any sound.

After hearing this voice, Adrian turned around suspiciously, looked towards behind him.

And then he too froze in place.

The sound of the horn came from the statue that symbolized the incarnation of the Holy Spirit more than a thousand years ago.

The fine gold statue was trembling slightly at the moment, and the long horn sounded throughout the interior of the church.

A feeling of trembling in his own soul made the old man who had been the patriarch for more than 40 years could only let out an exclamation that was almost whining:

“Holy Spirit is up…”

But before he finished speaking, the horn sound suddenly stopped.

Immediately afterwards, with a “click” sound, a fine crack quickly extended from the top of the Kane statue’s head.

Is the icon cracked?

It was like a basin of cold water poured on Adrian’s head.

As the Patriarch of the Eighth Order, he certainly knew what this meant, and it was the omen of the tribulation prophesied in the last chapter of the Kane New Testament, the Revelation, which meant that the The Holy Spirit that walks on earth is about to descend on the earth.

But why?

The two stared at the crack in the icon for three full minutes, during which no one dared to move, and no one dared to say anything at this time.

After a long time, Adrian lowered his voice and said to the deacon beside him:

“Inform the Sealing Temple and help me prepare for the Transmission Formation in Platinum Province.”

…………

At this moment, all the Kane icons that have been blessed by the Holy Spirit Church in the entire Vic continent are accompanied by the Kane horn sounded by Vincent And trembling slightly, countless people stopped and watched the miracle that was happening.

The trembling ended, and with a light sound of “click”, all the blessed icons in the entire continent were cracked with a small crack.

At this moment, after discovering that the icon is cracked, countless crying, excitement, sadness, ecstasy, anger, doubt, fear, doubt, confusion are in every corner of the Vic continent resounded.

Such a majestic emotion reverberated at the same time, and even stirred the Moon Realm to create ripples, disturbing the dreams of many Moon Realm beings in high positions.

And return to the center of this storm.

Vincent who blew the quaint horn facing the grandiose sea of the dead.

The sea of continuous emerald green Soul Fire reflected in his pupils, in the distant sound of his horn, all turned into a bubble and dissipated in an instant.

The tens of thousands of undead in front of him fell down weakly like puppets with broken strings in an instant, only the countless crisp skeleton collision sounds when they fell, proved that they were a few seconds ago. Still heading this way.

Vincent froze in place, and after a long time, he looked towards the horn in awe.

“Kane Trumpet, and Judge William Kane…”

He muttered.

For some reason, at this time, he suddenly recalled the words that the man had said when he first met him, those words that he had heard extremely arrogant at the time.

“Freedom the destiny of all mankind from the hands of the gods?”

Even now, this is an extremely arrogant idea.

But at this moment, in the eyes of Vincent, who witnessed the miracle in front of him, it no longer seems to be an unattainable goal.

…………

“He’s real, at least that horn is real, no, he must be the real Kane came into the world.”

Nezmaar held the silver Kane icon with a Dao Pattern split in his hand, suppressing his excitement and said.

She was normally indifferent, but at this moment, her whole body was shaking uncontrollably, and her eyes were also stained with a touch of silver.

The bishop on the side was frowned looking at the silver icon of Kane, to be precise, the crack on the icon said:

“You should know what this means Right?”

Nezmaar just turned his head and replied in an almost fanatical tone:

“Of course, it means judgment, judgment for all filth!”

The frenzy in the other party’s tone and the sudden burst of silver light in his eyes made bishop take a half step back.

As the legend goes, the Eighth Order’s relic reclaimers are all the most ardent radical believers.

bishop was speechless.

When the other party took the initiative to look for him to cooperate, his subordinates also urged him not to have too many interactions with those lunatics. But at that time, I saw that the other party was very normal in both speech and behavior. I thought those were just some exaggerated rumors, so I agreed to cooperate, but now it seems…

Thinking of this, bishop Looking back at the tide of the undead that has subsided in the distance.

Although he, as a conservative in the church, only agrees with the belief in the seven Holy Spirit creation model, and does not believe in the eighth Holy Spirit, which is sanctified by mortals, he also has to admit that what is happening in front of him is A true miracle.

So the guy who called himself “William Kane” was real?

If he is true, will the prophecy about the tribulation that will bring anger to the world be real?

…………

No It was only the fifty thousand undead who had broken through the wall, and even the hundreds of thousands of undead who had been awakened in the cemetery fell silent in the sound of the horn of requiem.

William, who was under the Holy Tomb at the moment, also heard the distant sound of the horn, and immediately noticed that the trembling outside that had not stopped suddenly disappeared.

This surprised him too.

No way, that horn doesn’t have such an exaggerated effect in the game.

It’s just a five-fold expansion of the halo effect to appease the undead. It can affect a radius of one kilometer at most. How can it be possible to silence all the densely packed undead in the entire cemetery all the way? ?

William thought suspiciously.

And then a probability that gave him a toothache came to his mind.

Wouldn’t it be the “Eighth Holy Spirit” worshipped by later generations that really appeared?

strictly speaking, “Kane Horn” is not a magic item, but a sacred relic, which is a specially processed product of the remaining light fragments after the creation of Holy Spirit. quality itself.

And he named this sacred relic his own, plus it resonated with their belief in “Holy Spirit Kane” continuously for hundreds of years, and maybe he came up with something. .

Thinking of this, William in the heart added another item to his next to-do list – confirming the status of the so-called “Eighth Holy Spirit”.

The gods in this world cannot be worshipped indiscriminately.

In those days, the Holy Spirit Church’s personal worship of the Seven Holy Spirits brought forth the “Seven Calamities”, which ravaged the entire continent and poisoned thousands of miles.

If they had healed their scars and forgot the pain, and created the “Eighth Calamity”, and they were still wearing their own names, then he wouldn’t even be able to laugh.

“What’s the matter, is there any problem?”

Cass looked at the man in front of him with a gloomy and uncertain look on his face, and asked in a heartbeat.

Cass’s words brought William’s thoughts back, he squatted down, gently picked up the remains of the dead Demoness and said:

“Nothing… let’s continue For Demoness, an extraordinary creature that does not reproduce by nature, their death and rebirth are one, and every Demoness will leave a new seed after death.”

He said , a faint golden flame ignited in his hand, and Liz’s old body instantly turned into golden dust all over the sky.

Cass caught his breath when he saw this scene, and the flame in William’s hand was extinguished at this time. When the dust dissipated, a pearl-sized golden gem floated in the palm of his hand. inside.

Cass looked at the gem and asked nervously, “This is it?”

“The Dream Egg, or the Seed of Demoness as it is called. It is placed in a flower bud that has not yet opened, and a new Demonness will be born with the bloom of the next full moon.”

Seeing Cass’s eager eyes, William suddenly felt a little unbearable. , after hesitating for a while, he still told the truth:

“Of course, that’s not a resurrection, but the birth of a new Demoness, although the new Demoness will inherit some of the memory and character of the former Demoness. , but…”

But that’s not the Liz you know.

William’s second half of the sentence was ultimately unspoken.

Generally speaking, it takes a very long time to condense the seed of Demoness from the remains of Demoness. But after asking the story of how Cass got here, William decided to help speed up the process a little.

If you only rely on hatred as the driving force in your heart, it is easy for people to embark on the road of gradual collapse.

And once the heart is broken, it will give those Moon Realm monsters a chance to enter.

So the motivation that makes people fight must be something beautiful, something that people are willing to protect.

Otherwise, the battle with Moon Realm itself will become the food for Moon Realm to be strong.

“Thank you…”

Carefully took the golden gem from William, and Cass thanked him hoarsely.

“I will take you to a place after that, and I will train you to use this power well until you can completely control this power, can you accept it?”

William said as he walked towards the black stone tablet in front of the central sarcophagus.

He had heard Cass’s story earlier that the Judgement Four was pulled from there.

putting it that way, was Blake buried here too?

With an uneasy heart, William blew away the thick dust covering the stone tablet.

…

Cass seemed to answer something behind him, but he couldn’t hear it.

All his attention was drawn to the text on the stone tablet.

The inscription is as follows:

In memory of our colleagues at the Tribunal: Coles Jackdaw, Blake Saiba

For the seal corruption The month wraith, they are buried here

Warning to future generations, before the resentment dissipates, the seal cannot be opened for a thousand years

The 24th month of the valley in 899 years of the platinum calendar

“What… are you kidding me?”

After being stunned for a long time, William walked a few steps to the sarcophagus almost angrily.

With the strength of those two people, how could they risk their own lives to seal the rotten wraith?

He put his hand on the sarcophagus, then took a deep breath and opened the coffin.

In addition to a large scattered crow feathers, and a giant sword the size of a door, there is nothing inside.

This is an empty tomb.

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