Chapter 98 The gods fall and the opera ends!
"Quack-quack-"

Hundreds of black crows circled in the sky above the City of Gold.

The crow's cry seems to convey the message of death, bringing people sadness, loneliness and depression.

The black crows circling in the sky suddenly gathered together.

Countless crows came one after another, and in the middle of the crows, a figure wearing the uniform of the Dark Moon Sect slowly emerged.

Deya was held in the air by the dead black crow. He stood high up and looked down at the Cathedral of Dawn.

The Golden City has almost become a ruin. Broken houses are everywhere, the streets are flowing like rivers of blood, and the undead ghosts are wandering by the bloody rivers.

The catapults were still carrying out orders, throwing body bombs into the city.

When the shells landed, there was another earth-shaking noise. The condensed negative energy exploded, blasting deep pits in the earth and causing the breath of plague to spread rapidly.

On the highest white jade platform in the Cathedral of Dawn, Pope Dawn stood on the edge, gazing at the city below.

Under his feet, only a few church soldiers were left fighting desperately.

The surviving undead creatures and the extraordinary professionals who luckily survived this war.

The elite soldiers of the Dark Moon Church, who had suffered almost no losses, were densely packed in the streets and on the rooftops.

They raised their heads and looked at the Pope of the Dawn, each of them with burning eyes, treating him as the next soul to be killed by their sword.

The Pope sighed softly, and he looked up at Deya who was standing in mid-air.

Hundreds of death-threatening black crows were circling around him, making him look like a late-night noble vampire.

suddenly,

Pope Dawn raised his scepter, and a two-meter-thick golden beam of light shot out from the scepter!

7th level magic 'Sun Rays'!
The blazing light and heat streaked across the sky, burning the air all around. The breath of light made the undead creatures restless, and they let out roars.

This 'sunlight ray' was so fast that it was almost impossible for people to react.

But Deya had been keeping an eye on the Pope. The moment the Pope raised his hand, Deya had turned into hundreds of black crows, spreading to the horizon.

The "Sun Rays" penetrated dozens of black crows, and those dying black crows vaporized without any reaction, turning into streams of white smoke.

The remaining black crows made quack sounds, as if mocking the Pope's powerlessness.

The crows spread out again, one turned into two, two turned into four, and in the blink of an eye, thousands of crows appeared in the sky.

The crows continued to circle in the sky, then gathered together and transformed into Deya's figure.

"You are anxious, Your Holiness."

Standing in the air, Deya looked down at the Pope of Dawn and spoke slowly in a low voice.

The Pope of Dawn did not think that he could get rid of the Son of Dark Moon with just one spell.

He sighed compassionately, "Son of the Dark Moon who should not have existed, you have brought disaster and death to this land."

"Do not."

Deya shook his head and said in a calm tone: "I just brought disaster and death to you!

Followers of the goddess, the Cathedral of Dawn is right before our eyes. Let me see your bravery and your piety!"

Thousands of Dark Moon Church soldiers raised their weapons, waved torches, and shouted loudly in the burning golden city:

"Son of the Dark Moon!"

"Son of the Dark Moon!"

"Son of the Dark Moon!"

"..."

Look, the once-mighty Church of the Dawn is about to be destroyed, and the golden city that once illuminated the earth is now reduced to ruins.

Son of Dark Moon, our savior, he is the incarnation of God and the object of our fanatical faith!

"Whoever kills the Pope of Dawn will receive my blessing!"

Deya waved his hand vigorously.

Thousands of Dark Moon Church soldiers struggled to climb the stairs. Every one of them looked fanatical, fearless, and excited.

It was as if being blessed by Deya was the highest honor and the highest reward.

There was nothing else in their eyes except this magnificent cathedral and the old man in religious robes and a crown on his head.

Faster than the Dark Moon Church soldiers are the extraordinary people who participate in the World Remembrance.

They had enjoyed killing enough people during the previous attack on the Golden City, and they felt that their score should be very high.

But no one would think that their score was too high. They just wanted to rush up and give the Pope of Dawn a blow before the end of the World Remembrance.

As long as you can make a breakthrough, you will definitely give yourself a higher score, right?
With this thought in mind, they were even more fearless and climbed up the stairs to the highest point of the church.

Pope Chenxi turned around, walked through the white jade corridor suspended in the air, and returned to the church from the platform.

Cardinal Garcia, along with the few remaining bishops and more than thirty paladins were standing there quietly.

These are the last people guarding the Cathedral of Dawn.

“We will die.”

The Pope said kindly.

Garcia drew a holy emblem in front of him, lowered his head and said, "We are fighting for the faith of the goddess, Your Majesty.

The morning light will eventually rise to its peak and bring light to the world, but the dark moon will inevitably fall and be buried under the dust. "

Pope Dawn smiled and said, "Then fight with me to protect the glory of the goddess."

More than thirty paladins drew their swords, saluted, and stepped forward fearlessly to block the door of the church.

Outside the door, the dense and deafening footsteps were getting closer and closer.

The door collapsed with a loud bang, and the extraordinary professionals and the soldiers of the Dark Moon Church rushed into the hall.

They turned a blind eye to the luxurious decorations inside the hall which covered thousands of square meters. All they saw were the living lives here.

More than thirty paladins formed the final phalanx, and the strong holy light illuminated the dark night like day.

They roared loudly and fought hard.

The sword in his hand cut one man in half and chopped off the head of another.

But before he could cut down the third person, more Dark Moon Church soldiers and extraordinary professionals filled the vacant positions, and all kinds of weapons and magic spells shot out.

More than thirty paladins fought bravely, leaving a pile of corpses on the ground, but the absolute disparity in numbers meant that they were quickly overwhelmed.

The undead creatures that walked more slowly also joined the battle at this time, and the Pope of the Church of Dawn also joined the battle with his bishops.

Powerful mythical power erupted from the Pope and Cardinal Garcia. The blazing light suddenly spread out, turning a dozen extraordinary professionals and dozens of undead creatures around them into points of light.

Led by the Pope and Garcia, the light of dawn replaced the darkness in the cathedral, and the gems on the tops of several tall towers of the church reflected the light.

In an instant, the entire burning golden city was dyed with glory.

The Pope and Garcia, two 7th-ring priests, killed all the people who rushed into the hall, leaving behind hundreds of corpses.

They continued to move forward and stood in front of the gate.

The two of them, along with several bishops, stood alone against ten thousand enemies. They burned their own souls and flesh and blood just to release as much power of myth as possible and kill more enemies.

But what they faced were also fearless extraordinary professionals, Dark Moon Church soldiers and undead creatures.

On the hundreds of steps, countless black shadows still fearlessly charged up.

Looking at the endless enemies as far as the eye can see, even the Pope of the Church of Dawn felt powerless.

The two legion commanders of the Dark Moon Church were six-ring warriors, and they also burst out with mythical power, fighting with the Pope and Cardinal Garcia. There was no big qualitative change between the 6th ring and the 7th ring.

Although in a one-on-one situation, the 7th ring is definitely stronger than the 6th ring.

But this was not a one-on-one fight. Under the attack of countless soldiers and undead creatures, the mythical power of the Pope and others was being consumed at a very fast rate.

Now they are fighting with two six-ring masters, and they are gradually losing their strength.

Four bone dragons also descended from the sky and joined the battle.

The two seriously injured bone dragons lost their wings, but they also climbed to higher places like reptiles.

Deya was still in the air, he did not participate in the battle.

The main thing is that you can’t participate in the war.

Although he is now blessed with divine power, his abilities are only those of a necromancer who can cast second-level spells.

It’s better not to use this trick here.

The Pope and Bishop Garcia were gradually losing strength, and they didn't know how many people they had killed, perhaps hundreds, or maybe thousands?
In the battle with the two six-ring masters, their strength was severely depleted.

They are already old, and when their strength is no longer able to support them, even their bodies seem to be rusted.

The Pope and his men fought and retreated, and the bishops of the Church of Dawn stood in front of them, but they were soon hacked to death and turned into corpses.

When they retreated to the entrance of the white jade corridor again, only the Pope and Cardinal Garcia were left.

Garcia glanced at the Pope, nodded to him, and, burning his last flesh and soul, rushed into the group of soldiers and undead creatures.

“Goddess is above!!”

"Boom————"

The light burst forth, completely submerging him.

Garcia killed another dozen people before his life was extinguished.

Pope Dawn once again stood on the edge of the tower.

His face became increasingly older, his already aged body could no longer stand steadily, and all his mythical power was exhausted.

Now he has lost the power of 7 rings.

The high tower of this corridor is suspended in the air, and the sky is hundreds of meters behind the Pope.

Beside him, the powerful celestial creature summoned by him with the last 7th ring of divine magic also burned out his own life fire.

Hundreds of black crows flew over and gathered a few meters in front of the Pope, and Deya's figure walked out from among them.

Pope Chenxi looked at him, his old body hunched over. He opened his dry lips and said devoutly, "My mission in this life has been completed. The clock is pointing to that hour. I will soon be called by God to rest.

I am ready. If this is God's will, I will die without regrets!
Son of the Dark Moon who brings death, you are a natural disaster, you should not exist, you should come with me to gain an audience with the gods!"

The Pope used up his last bit of strength, turned into light, took a step forward, and wanted to grab Deya with his hands and take him away.

But what he saw was Deya's left eye suddenly opened.

“Sizzle—”

The pitch-black flames burned from the Pope's body and soul, from the inside out.

in a blink,
The Pope of Dawn became a fire man burning with black flames.

The severe pain did not make him scream.

The Pope simply staggered back, as if embracing God, he prayed, turned around, and jumped from a height of hundreds of meters.

Under your feet is a golden city burning with fire.

The Pope's body fell into the sea of ​​fire. The bright red flames were stained with black. The black color spread rapidly, and the entire city was almost shrouded in black flames!
The flames rose hundreds of meters high, licking everything.

The bone dragons circled in the sky, making low roars.

Crows flew over the flames, announcing the coming of death.

The dust has settled.

“Ohhhhh————”

After a moment of immersion, loud cheers drowned out the burning flames and resounded throughout the destroyed golden city.

People shouted "Son of the Dark Moon" and "Goddess".

Amid the cheers of the people, Deya walked step by step along the white jade corridor.

All humans and undead creatures made way for him and bowed their heads devoutly.

Deya walked slowly into the Cathedral of Dawn and came to the statue of the Goddess of Dawn that was tens of meters high.

[Optional Mission 1: Kill the Pope of the Church of Dawn (Completed)]

[Optional Mission 2: Kill Cardinal Garcia of the Church of Dawn (Completed)]

Deya completed three of the four optional missions.

As for Inglo in mission three, he should have gone to attack the Dark Moon Church, and Deya had no chance to see him.

But it’s better this way. If he really encountered all the main forces of the Church of Dawn, an army of nearly 500,000, his undead army might not be able to defeat it.

The main reason is that Deya himself is too weak. He has not mastered the method of converting high-level undead creatures, and the undead army has been being consumed without being replenished.

As soon as he raised his hand, the noisy environment immediately became quiet.

Deya said, "Smash this statue!"

Dozens of Dark Moon Church soldiers came out holding sledgehammers, looking excited and eager to try.

at this time--

The statue of the goddess of dawn in front of you is emitting the true light of dawn!

A divine power that cannot be described in words descended, and the black flames that were burning the Golden City were extinguished instantly.

Under the pressure of this god, all living beings in the Golden City knelt on the ground uncontrollably.

Only Deya became God's chosen one. After the sublimation of his life, although he still felt tremendous pressure when facing the divine power, he was able to rely on his willpower to prevent himself from kneeling.

Damn, you can’t afford to play this, right? Is this the goddess herself taking action?

Deya cursed in his heart, but his mood was calm.

All the tasks that can be completed have been completed. It’s okay to die. It’s a good opportunity to leave this world and reminisce.

On the distant eastern horizon, at this midnight, a sun was rising, turning the whole world into daytime.

But at this moment,
From another direction, a dark moon was also hanging high in the sky, and endless darkness spread from the sky.

The light of dawn and the darkness of the moon finally merged together.

The whole world was shaking, as if a magnitude 10 earthquake had occurred.

The earth was shaking and the sky was torn apart, until a ray of light like a supernova explosion became the final curtain call of the stage.

Before Deya’s consciousness disappeared, he saw the dark moon shattered and turned into starlight and dissipated.

He also saw that the Goddess of Dawn was falling to the earth like a meteor.

The historical record is false.

The Dawn Goddess did not defeat the Dark Moon Goddess.

They died together!
……

[World Remembrance: Song of Eternity and Afterglow has ended, and the mission rewards are being calculated——]

(End of this chapter)