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Chapter 551 - 550: The Means of the Divine

Chapter 551: Chapter 550: The Means of the Divine

"Originally, it had been said that Ji Ming was to be forcibly kept in the room."

But now, Lady Trancy seemed to have entered a state akin to madness.

Yet, Lady Trancy herself had no awareness of it; she raised her hand to tidy up her hair, only to pull off a handful of wine-red locks.

To this, Lady Trancy merely glanced down, carelessly tossing the hair into a trash bin.

"So this is mental corruption," Lu Zixun muttered to himself, having witnessed the scene.

Having successfully regrouped with Pulay, Ji Ming reported what he had seen to him.

Pulay’s expression grew even gloomier, as Spiritual Energy surged around his body: "Darkness above us, where shadow and moonlight converge, that is our sanctuary."

As Pulay finished chanting, Lu Zixun felt that a few more people had appeared in the dark corners.

Indeed, Lu Zixun’s perception was not wrong.

A few individuals dressed in the attire of Moon Watcher bishops emerged from the shadows.

Without a word, they encircled the Trancy estate, the moons on the back of their right hands emitting a dazzling light.

The sky, which had been clear in the early morning, gradually darkened amid the ongoing chants.

A crescent moon too hung in the sky, its cast moonlight enveloping the entire estate.

This power, with the ability to change the color of heaven and earth, made Lu Zixun silently distance himself from the estate.

If he were to be cleansed along with everything else, it wouldn’t be a pleasant affair.

"Plague and death."

Just as the matter seemed to be concluding, the estate was shrouded in a layer of dark green mist, preventing the moonlight from entering.

The one capable of contending with the bishops must have been the believer with B-level power mentioned before.

The moment the mist appeared, Pulay’s face turned grave.

They, of course, were not afraid of the mist, but the commoners of Ribel City were not safe.

If Trancy was cleansed by force, allowing the mist to spread, Ribel City would fall into death within a few breaths.

"Initiate the T1-level Sealed Item."

As Pulay hesitated over his next move, a hoarse voice came through, giving him a sense of finding his anchor.

"Yes, Archbishop."

Pulay bowed slightly, and his Shadow detached from him, moving swiftly towards the Moon Watcher small building.

This ability had a similar function to that of the Shadow Element Spiritual Energy.

Perhaps in the future, there might be an opportunity to let Zhen Zhuoxiu join the Moon Watchers, to learn?

Lu Zixun, the perfect embodiment of a bystander, already had some wild ideas running through his mind.

In the room, Lady Trancy, possessed by a Divine presence, seemed to faintly hear a baby’s wailing, but sadly, she could no longer hear it.

Besides her swollen abdomen, the flesh from the rest of Trancy’s body had been drained.

At this moment, Trancy was like a piece of deadwood, her eyes lifelessly staring at the ceiling.

Perhaps she did not even know why she was pregnant, since all her memories had been altered by the Plague God.

While the standoff continued, Pulay’s Shadow returned, carrying a curled-up Six-winged Angel, his expression solemn and cautious.

Could there actually be an Angel here?

Lu Zixun’s mouth slightly opened as he looked at the Six-winged Angel, momentarily baffled by the situation.

Upon activating his Heavenly Eye, the information about the Angel appeared in Lu Zixun’s mind.

"T1—451 Sealed Item, the mournful Six-winged Angel, origin unknown, able to pull an area into the Void space. It needs to be used in conjunction with Sealed Items 125 and 747."

After Pulay handed over 451 to the Archbishop, he respectfully took the Archbishop’s place, maintaining the rate at which moonlight poured down.

"Unseal."

Watching the Six-winged Angel statue’s light and color gradually return, Lu Zixun’s eyebrows arched.

It seemed the Archbishop carried Sealed Items 125 and 747 with him.

He aimed the Six-winged Angel directly at the Trancy manor.

After the statue burst into a dazzling and warm light, both the manor and the mist vanished, leaving behind a continuously pulsating abdomen.

"Act."

The Archbishop said hoarsely, his voice no longer as full of vitality as before; it seemed that activating the Sealed Item came at a hefty price.

As soon as his words fell, the concentrated moonlight column viciously struck the abdomen.

At this moment, the amulet that Trancy had prayed for floated out from his pocket,

forming a twisted Protective Shield, safeguarding the abdomen.

The moonlight that struck the Protective Shield did not stir a single ripple, all of it engulfed by the twisted distortion.

Seeing this, Pulay’s face changed: "How could T1-015 appear in this place?"

"Clearly, this is a long-planned descent, but His plan is about to fail," the Archbishop sneered coldly.

He pulled out something that looked like a talisman from his pocket: "Sacrifice, Shadow Puncture."

Once the Archbishop infused Spiritual Energy into the talisman, a force of Void Power appeared in the shadows, shattering the twisted barrier.

T1-015 also developed numerous cracks.

A contemplative look appeared in Lu Zixun’s eyes; it seemed these Sealed Items had traits that could counteract each other?

Without protection, the abdomen clearly felt an intense sense of crisis, its pulsating quickened by a third.

If it didn’t appear now, it seemed there was still a countermeasure left.

Staring at the abdomen, Lu Zixun, who was waiting for the Plague God to descend, pondered what other countermeasures He had.

At this moment, the words previously spoken by Bell when she was infected by the distortion suddenly surfaced in Lu Zixun’s mind.

"Lady Trancy doesn’t prefer those noble tea parties but rather those factories and docks; she often instructs her butler and servants to bring supplies to help those toiling workers. Such nobility of character... it truly is admirable."

The controller of the plague, Lu Zixun’s complexion changed.

He suddenly turned his head toward the room where the factories and docks were, and could vaguely see that above that area, a cloud full of various plagues had gathered.

Such an evident phenomenon, yet none among the Moon Watcher’s Archbishop and bishops managed to notice it as they launched an attack on the abdomen.

Even if the Divine God had yet to be born, they wouldn’t be able to harm it in a short span of time.

One after another, crimson tentacles punctured out from the abdomen, forming an impregnable defense.

It was too late; Lu Zixun saw the gathered clouds already taking shape, soon to be followed by a pandemic rain.

With a resolute heart, he hastened towards the location of the clouds.

"Boom!"

By the time Lu Zixun arrived, his ears were filled with the continuous coughing of workers and deafening thunder.

At that moment, the plague rain had yet to fall.

But within this area, not a single person remained healthy, and even Lu Zixun felt unwell.

"Boom!"

The second thunderclap reverberated through the heavens, and with it, the rain began to fall; above Lu Zixun’s head, a Guang Han Moon appeared.