Chanting the holy hymn required extremely strong mental state, only through that way one could maintain their will under the constant erosion of the holy power.
Anyone with a weaker will would be overwhelmed by holy power, and be reduced to a lunatic where nothing mattered.
“No worries. Your wife will forgive you.” An old man gently said. “Perhaps death is not a bad thing for her, at least she will be released from the suffering of her mortal coil.”
“F*ck you!” If it is that easy, why don’t you die first yourself?!” The burly man was furious.
*Shink!*
The chanter said nothing, and simply pulled a short knife out and stabbed it into his heart.
A large amount of blood gushed out from the wound on his chest, yet he smiled at the burly man without a change in his expression.
*Dupp!!*
The chanter felt on the ground and died on the spot.
Strangely enough, his blood was purified by the force field, and there was no smell of blood. Instead, it pooled on the ground before disappearing into thin air.
“You… You… are insane!!” The man in sunglasses was instantly shocked.
Soon, the purification field once again swept past him.
His horrified expression quickly calmed down and a smile even appeared as he looked at the corpse on the ground.
“F*ck me… where the hell am I?” Xie Qiaoyue struggled to pull herself back from the edge of insanity, and upon seeing the scene, she felt goosebumps all over here.
She had not felt such fear while she was within the Death’s Illusion.
Adolf was telling Lin Sheng had he had been through, as they heard the sound of the chanter falling on the ground. Lin Sheng glanced over and did not react.
The chanters were all patients with mental problems, and nothing they did should surprise anyone.
Him placing them here, was just for them to chant the holy hymn.
“Let’s go out first. You’ll be purified into an idiot if you stay here for too long.” Lin Sheng said plainly.
He did not care about the rest, but Adolf could not be affected by that.
“Yes, master.” Adolf followed Lin Sheng out of the prayer hall.
The rest of them hurried behind and did not dare to stray too far away.
Outside the prayer wall was a small square engraved with all sorts of sacred symbols.
At the center of the square was a statue of a heavy night in white armor, and behind the statue was a white halo symbolizing the endless light.
“This is the Benediction Plaza, the purification field of the Holy Crystal is relatively diluted here and is not as overwhelming.
Now Adolf, tell me, your sudden departure back then, was it instigated by someone?”
Lin Sheng had previously received information that someone from the Astral Mere was mucking about.
But as he did not have any concrete evidence they were involved, he did not take any drastic action.
Now that Adolf was before him, he naturally had to get to the bottom of this.
“Yes, he was an old man who claimed he was the Great Sage of the Astral Mere. He had suddenly contacted me and convinced me to fight for humanity. He wanted me to go near to the entrance of the Heaven’s Spire, and gather with everyone.”
Adolf sat down with Lin Sheng and explained in a low voice.
“Very well, I shall pay the Astral Mere a visit once this is over. But now, you need to decide. Your body had already been destroyed by Faldt, so either you maintain your current form as a spirit, or enter the Holy Crystal Font, and I will use my special powers to resurrect you.” Lin Sheng gave him a choice.
“I choose the second one,” Adolf said quickly.
“Very well.” Lin Sheng nodded, he then looked at the others who had escaped.
“All of you may leave.”
Xie Qiaoyue and the rest looked at each other and simply stood there.
If they had not known they could be resurrected, they probably would have left immediately, but now everyone knew that Lin Sheng could resurrect them.
All of them who did not want to just die like that of course harbored some hope.
“Forget about it. First I would not spend a large amount of power to resurrect you lot. Next, all of you cannot withstand the power of the Holy Crystal Pool, and will be purified into idiots during the resurrection process.” Lin Sheng quipped.
“Lastly, I have no relation with all of you, so what reason do I have to resurrect you lot?” After saying that, Lin Sheng arranged for the clerics in the Holy Sanctum to bring Adolf to rest, and ignored the five other souls.
There were so many other souls in this world that had nowhere to go, and adding another five to them did not matter.
Just as Lin Sheng was actively preparing for the resurrection ritual for Adolf, the news of Olro’s Hellfire being declared destroyed was quickly spread to all surviving Hidden Realms big or small.
Faldt’s servants conducted slaughter within the Hellfire Hidden Realm for a full day and night, and the once prosperous and powerful Hidden Realm town was finally reduced into a graveyard.
Many of the Darksiders who had thought Faldt had disappeared were outraged and panicked. They had never thought that Hellfire would fall so easily.
One needed to know that even the Heaven’s Spire resisted for at least several days. And the one panicking the most from Hellfire’s destruction was Carta Blanche.
That night, all of the top-level Palatinates gathered to discuss as they tried to figure out a way to salvage the situation.
Based on the traces of intel and information that they got, they had realized they had vastly underestimated Faldt’s powers again.
That was a particularly uncomfortable moment for Carta Blanche who had already completed their various preparations.
As for the peril the Three Great Hidden Realms were facing, Lin Sheng had little care for it.
The only thing he did, was to call the Principal of Baine University, Wasp Lord Shawnslocka to return to the school
But that request was naturally rejected by the Wasp Lord.
He intended to remain with Suncrown, and fight or perish with Carta Blanche.
And time passed slowly.
Everyone was quiet once again.
But amidst the calm, everyone was anxious as to when the attack against Carta Blanche would happen.
Everyone was hoping for the last hope, Carta Blanche to come up with a relatively better answer.
At that moment, however, Lin Sheng was preparing to resurrect his disciple and to prepare for the summoning ritual of the Underworld Netherblade and Courtier.
…
At the last Darkspirit Realm.
A silver magic circle hung above the stack as it slowly absorbed the surging white flame pillars within a hundred square meters of it.
A large number of frozen flames were converted by the conversion matrix of the Fairy Kingdom warlocks into relatively low-temperature energy.
While the energy conversion loss was high, this low-temperature energy could be used again for further conversions.
Lin Sheng rode on Gorefiend, and stood quietly near the magic circle, as he inspected the summoning ritual being re-examined.
The magic circle was completed, and only the final activation was left, then it could start to connect to the two temporary allies from the Underworld.
Lin Sheng’s eyes narrowed as he thought of the Netherblade and Courtier.
During this time, he had gone through the various tomes over at the Giant Kings and the Fairy King’s place while he had time.
So he had some general understanding of the Underworld.
Especially what it meant to be a Magister, and he had a clearer understanding than before.
