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Chapter 1078 - Chapter 1078 Chapter 177 Apostle

Chapter 1078: Chapter 177 Apostle Chapter 1078: Chapter 177 Apostle Divine nature, too, varies in strength and rank.

Some low-rank beings, like a Newborn Demon or a knight who has just accomplished Breaking the Breed.

Perhaps due to the Bloodline within their Body, or equipment bestowed by Fate, they can exhibit a trace of divine nature.

For example, the female knight who once executed a Count with the Holy Sword, or the early Han Dong, who, by coming into contact with the arm of the “Undying Priest–Imhotep,” was able to wield death magic infused with Egyptian Divine nature.

However, these are all merely superficial contacts with divine nature, usually referred to in the Holy City as “Mythical-Level Contact.”

When the Terminal Knight Regiment realized the existence of a Death Attribute “Mythical-Level Contact” within Han Dong, they also expressed a strong desire to invite him.

Because having such contact as a foundation will provide robust support for the following “Opening the Gate.”

Knights who hadn’t made Mythical-Level Contact usually had a hard time achieving a breakthrough.

Initially, these subtle displays of divine nature were termed as ‘contact.’

When an individual reaches the “Door of Truth,” they will understand the Truth and will thus possess true divine nature, which allows them to ‘utilize’ it.

In terms of both quality and quantity of divine nature, doubts that an individual has about the amount they can utilize are completely beyond the scope of ‘contact.’

At that moment,

As Han Dong wielded the Scythe of the Dead to sever a Sacred Level head, he had far surpassed the level of ‘contact.’

Although Han Dong hadn’t yet reached the Door of Truth, the divine nature he exhibited was already up to standard.

Squeak, squeak, squeak–the sound of the Sacred Gracious White Line stretching and tugging,

The head reattached swiftly to the neck.

The demeanor of this Sacred Level Life changed completely, even retracting its murderous intent.

It began by making a very polite bowing gesture.

The Sacred Gracious White Line between the skulls rubbed at a steady frequency, emitting a sound that was quite comforting to hear:

“Indeed, anyone who comes to the ‘Border Zone’ is not simple.

I, too, came here for my trial draw due to my good Qi Luck.

I have only one purpose in coming to the boundary area, to find the Vortex Miracle descended into your world, and all competitors are my enemies… I’m truly sorry for mistaking you as just an ordinary ‘Vortex Transformer’ at the start.

From now on, I will treat you as a ‘peer.’

My name is Lu Laitingmu, and I am a Tailor.”

After saying this,

The one-armed man tapped open the combination lock on his briefcase.

The ‘Sacred Seal’ on the surface of the case lit up, emitting a glow completely different from that of London City’s.

Streams of divine nature, no weaker than that of Han Dong’s left arm, kept seeping from the case.

Click… as the case opened.

Han Dong had thought numerous Sacred Gracious White Lines would spill from inside,

But unexpectedly, the items scattering from the box carried an eerily evil aura.

Rustle, rustle–

Like a truck unloading at a slaughterhouse, chunks of seemingly bleached white flesh crazily poured out from the case.

The total volume of the white flesh was much larger than that of the case.

Every piece of white flesh bore the ‘Sacred Seal,’ like pork stamped with a quality mark.

In such quantity, they nearly covered the pathway five meters around the one-armed man.

At this moment,

Almost all Sacred Gracious White Lines from the man’s head spilled out, swiftly linking all the scattered white flesh through threading.

A gigantic white flesh giant, possessing only an upper body, floated behind him, resembling an ‘Apostle’.

The giant’s head was indented in the shape of a ‘cross,’ emanating a Sacred Level Special Trait capable of dispelling and restraining Demons.

“All The Dead who perished on my road to seeking the Truth, connect my ‘Sacred Gracious White Line’…forming my ‘Apostle.’ You might become an important part of it.

And the Whirlpool Traits you carry will aid me in smoothly obtaining the Vortex Miracle that descended into your world.”

As his words concluded,

The white flesh Apostle, controlled by the lines, flew towards Han Dong at high speed.

“Wall of the Dead”

Posture of the Deceased.

Han Dong raised his hand and summoned a mass of corpses from the Underworld, using black sand crystals as a medium, to construct a wall brimming with dense Death Qi, sealing off the passage in front of him.

Snap!

The pale Apostle did not collide with the wall but, like a gel, stuck onto the sand wall.

This made Han Dong’s expression turn unpleasant.

But just for a second.

On the other side of the “Wall of the Dead,” strands of thread began to spill out.

At the same time, at the end of each thread, cells were proliferating at an incredibly rapid pace, forming white meaty lumps swiftly.

Clearly.

This thing used white threads as a medium, letting the threads pierce through the sand wall, then transferring the white flesh stuck on the front to the back… thus bypassing the sand wall.

What seemed like a complicated process took only three seconds to complete.

The reconstituted Apostle, with a slap heading for Han Dong’s head.

Between its fingers were numerous needle-like white threads, and since they could penetrate the sand wall, they naturally could also pierce through Han Dong’s body.

Once the “Sacred Gracious White Line” invaded the body, it could propagate white flesh within Han Dong and even transform the nature of his flesh, that was the specialty of this Tailor, Lu.

“Count, prepare to assist me!”

“Nicholas, this thing has a strong restraining effect on demons… even the Bloodhounds I create might not be able to withstand it.”

“We don’t need Bloodhounds here, just help me ‘draw the sword’.

I need to verify something, maybe it can clarify the origin of the Holy Sword.”

As the white palm was about to fall.

Han Dong took a moment to release the Posture of the Deceased, and even Anubis’s divine nature was drawn back inside his body.

“Releasing divine nature?”

Such an action, even for Tailor Lu, was puzzling… but he was still pleased, as saving some time was always good.

Yet, he did not notice a true aura of death closing in.

…

Opening Eye!

Demon Eye 100% open, with even some tentacles fluttering around the eye sockets.

Han Dong focused entirely on observing through the Demon Eye, leaving all matters of the Holy Sword to the Count.

The Demon Eye needed to lock onto two points.

First, the key junction areas on the arm region of the pale Apostle.

Second, the body structure of Tailor Lu.

Drip…

A drop of Holy Blood fell from the palm, instantly forming a small Blood Sword, which pierced straight into the ground.

Han Dong had never learned sword techniques, and he still needed help from the Count in using the Holy Sword.

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-Blood overflowed from between the eye sockets, forming a “Cone-shaped eye protector”.

-A bright red smile appeared in a tearing manner.

Slash!

Before the Holy Sword had fully materialized, a sword-holding posture was made, with arms swinging upwards.

During this process, the Holy Sword rapidly took shape.

Swoosh! It successfully cut into the Apostle’s flesh.

Many white threads were severed, and chunks of flesh unsupported by the white threads quickly fell.

“Void Toad Step”

The Tailor was astonished when the Apostle was wounded.

A shadowy void light flashed in front of him, the Holy Sword had pierced through his body from the front, penetrating a heart filled with white threads drilling in and out…

“Holy Sword! How can your body be flowing with Holy Blood?”