Swordmaster’s Youngest Son - Chapter 1041

Episode 1041

Episode 249 The first sortie of the Ming Dynasty (8)

“Brother Tushin.”

Pzzzzzzzt-!

As soon as the order was given, the fighting kings flew in all directions, leaving behind their afterglow. The believers who discovered the Ming Dynasty first were unable to leave even a single piece of the white priestly clothing they were wearing, and were completely engulfed in blue lightning and reduced to ashes.

The place where the Ming Dynasty arrived after crossing the portal was a subspace where the first Temple of the Sun of the Sun God Church was located.

In other words, it was a place no different from the headquarters of the Sun God Church.

The Sun God Church had to use ‘pieces’ to use Nirgand, and the power of the largest temple was essential to procure the territory of the Five Kings of the Black Sea where Nirgand was located. And the portal that opened in this temple to the point where the Sun God first met Nirgand was never closed.

This was the reason why the Ming Dynasty attacked the headquarters of the Sun God Church at once.

“Aaaah!”

“Ugh…!”

Among the fighting kings, there was no sign of them laughing and talking nonsense as if they were about to execute Ozdoc and an idiot.

There was not a single trace of mercy in their attacks on the nearby believers. It was filled with a fierce murderous intent to kill everything living and breathing within this temple.

The destruction of the Sun God Church was not only for Jin’s sake, but also because it was a matter directly related to the honor of the Ming Dynasty. This is the group that Luke, their old fighting spirit, committed suicide to.

Every time the long swords of Baba and Baltirog and Kaio’s great bow flashed, somewhere in the cultists’ bodies rolled on the floor.

When you scream, lightning strikes that area again, and the sound of your running footsteps cannot exceed three steps.

The blood evaporated in the heat before it even hit the ground, and the weapons and artifacts that were hastily removed crumbled like dry twigs.

Among the cultists, there were quite a few dead people who could be said to have some level of inaction, but they were all like mere ants in front of the Ming Dynasty.

Literally massacre.

Within ten seconds after the Ming Dynasty passed through the portal, more than a hundred cultists lost their lives.

That number amounted to 30% of the believers in the first temple. Even within the Sun God Church, since it is a temple that only those with outstanding faith can visit, there were not very many believers staying there to begin with.

“It’s a very shabby temple for someone who once ruled La Prarosa to be satisfied, Luke. “It’s even hidden in subspace like a den where dirty rats live… I’m so embarrassed.”

Boom boom…!

Every time Ban took a step, a crack appeared on the temple floor and a vibration spread throughout the temple.

She was in no hurry. From the moment they passed through the portal, they were convinced that even all the troops in this temple would not be able to stop them.

It was a subspace anyway. If I wanted to escape, I had no choice but to use another portal, but that was also impossible.

This was because the entire temple could not escape Van’s range. She was already aware of the number of people in the temple, their breathing, and the flow of various energies, including solar energy.

Therefore, if a suspicious energy was detected that seemed to be trying to open a portal, all that was needed was to send thunder there.

A distant scream was heard. It was the screams of the believers who were put to an end by the hands of the brothers who dispersed to find and close the passage.

“Kellik! You, together with Tigron, block the western sector! “I’m going towards the east gate…!”

“The South needs Southern support!”

“Is the High Priest there yet…!”

The three fighting kings were thoroughly trampling on the believers flocking to their respective areas.

Occasionally, a particularly outstanding Kyodo would make a save against the Tuwangs. In other words, he lasted about fifteen rounds without dying from a single blow. Those who endured that much were all legendary figures who left their mark on the history of royalties during their lifetime.

The group entered the center of the temple and began walking along the main road stretching north. The road was called ‘Sacred Road’ by the believers, and at the end stood an icon of the sun god.

“Ah ah no… a saint… how dare you take the sacred path to the sun god!”

The teacher who screamed like that was suffocated by the brain energy emitted by Ban and died. The temple, shining as dazzlingly as the midday sunlight, was being eroded by the cerebral energy. It was breaking apart as if it were nothing more than a bunch of insignificant rocks.

As it was a sacred road, the largest number of believers were flocking to stop the van. The most faithful and courageous believers.

Nevertheless, they could not recklessly draw their weapons or scream like the believers who went to stop the Tuwangs.

fear.

The first emotion the believers felt upon seeing the class was fear. Just like the vast majority of enemies who faced her always did.

After the fear passed, I felt a strange desire to worship her.

It was because I was caught up in an illusion. Could it be that the person who is now ruthlessly trampling on the saints is the sun god, or has he come to scold us?

Otherwise, how could they have such power? The believers were suddenly falling into such an illusion.

And most of them died before they woke up from their illusion. Either suffocate or burn with brain energy like the prisoner who died earlier.

Black smoke was rising from all directions of the temple. The fact that the First Temple could be destroyed so vainly was something no one in the Sun God Church could have predicted.

The buildings that had been shining beautifully in pure white just moments ago were nowhere to be found, and were only filled with ashes and corpses.

There are only a few dozen steps left to reach the shining white saint. There were no more screams. Now there were only five living believers in the temple.

One was Luke and the other four were priests who did not know how to fight. Luke looked beyond the closed door of the sanctuary and saw priests kneeling in front of the door and praying.

“Chi Kingelo will punish you.”

“The Lord will protect us. “The great Lord has brought us…”

Half of the priests who were trembling and praying did not take their lives. There was information to be gleaned from them. Because the temple is not just here. If possible, Van planned to dig up information from them within today and destroy and destroy all temples of the Sun God Church.

“Brother Kaio.”

Kaio suddenly came to the side and bowed his head to Ban.

“Let them live. “There will be a battle with the traitor soon, so take him with you and retreat.”

“yes.”

Kaio grabbed the priests and retreated to the rear. Baba and Baltirog naturally followed Kaio.

Van had no intention of receiving help from his brothers when punishing Luke. It wasn’t because it wasn’t helpful, it was because it meant that Luke would meet a more miserable end.

Half of the sanctuary, soaring high into the sky of sub-space, held onto the tightly closed gate. Then, he lightly waved his hand twice, as if cutting through a bush, and the huge iron door tore on both sides and fell to the floor.

Boom, boom!

The vast interior of the sanctuary was the only area that had not been eroded by the brain energy of Ban and Tuwang. Until now, Luke’s energy had been blocking all the incoming brain energy.

Van looked alternately at the back of Luke kneeling and praying and at the huge icon in front of him.

Unlike the icon in the second temple, the icon in the first temple was that of a baby with an old face, and in its arms was the body of the sun god, shining softly like a lump of gold.

“Luke, you have already had everything a person can enjoy in life. Once, as the King of Light, you walked the world at will, and all things bowed to you. But what more did you want, so you gave up that glory?”

Eternal life or meeting someone who has passed away again.

In Luke’s time, there were only two things that the Pluto Clan warriors could not accomplish. Luke gave an answer that Ban was not expecting at all.

“More power.”

“…strength? Surprisingly. “In your time, you were an absolute being with more power than anyone else.”

“No matter how much you conquer or conquer, it is a land without end. A fight that lasts forever day and night. Infinite struggle and victory. “That is the right and destiny that the Ming Dynasty should have.”

Luke stood up.

When he turned around, he had an expressionless face, but an unbelievably huge madness was stirring in his dry eyes.

“I decided to serve the sun god to choose such a world. “To choose a world where the true Pluto clan exists, one that will not be hindered by lesser gods or special mortals, and that will not change one bit even after eons.”

Ban was speechless for a moment and stared at Luke. The physical light contained in the icon was gathering on Luke.

“In other words, can I understand this as meaning that only the Ming Dynasty has fallen into a cult to forcibly create a world where only the Ming Dynasty will win and shine forever?”

Luke shrugged his shoulders at those words.

“I’m disappointed. If you had more brothers and land than me, but then became consumed by struggle and recklessly challenged even the gods. “I thought you could understand me a little.”

“This is a huge disappointment, Luke. It makes me wonder what kind of face our ancestors who accepted this kind of scum as their fighting spirit lived…” “

I didn’t forget our essence, and you just forgot half of it. We are beings born to do anything to become strong. After putting so many of his brothers to death, escaping destruction with the help of one of the gods he hated so much, and hanging out with a special mortal who is that god’s plaything, the blood of the Ming Dynasty is bound to be blurred.”

The speed at which the Sun God’s body permeated Luke increased.

Unlike Nirgand, that power did not strengthen Luke. Luke simply strengthened his resolve to fight while carrying the god he had chosen.

“In that sense, you do not deserve to be called a Tusin. Because fighting isn’t just about the strongest among us. “It is a title given to those who can lead us to be ourselves the most.”

After a moment of silence, Ban shook his head.

“You listened to that squeak for too long. Come, it is time for your name to be recorded as the most shameful member of the Ming Dynasty in history.”