The infiltration process was unusually smooth, which made Chu Zihang feel increasingly uneasy. But now that he was here, no matter how strange things seemed, he had no choice but to press forward.
He stared at the stone pillar before him, thought for a moment, then climbed to the top without hesitation.
Then, he lowered his body, moving like a gecko. Using the immense strength of his 'Death Servitor' abilities, his fingers latched onto the Pantheon's ancient dome, slowly working his way into the main hall.
A flicker of flame lit up the hall.
Chu Zihang hung upside down like a spider, observing the inside from the dome.
Suddenly, his breath caught in his throat as he saw Xia Mi and Nono, the two women who had been kidnapped.
They were pierced through the shoulder blades by alchemical tools, their arms bound behind their backs. Their bodies were marked with numerous scars, and their condition looked poor—pale faces and clearly tortured.
They were kneeling in the center of the hall, just like criminals awaiting execution. Around them were strange, red-painted symbols, with lit torches surrounding the area.
More than ten strange figures, wearing yellow robes and pale masks, stood nearby.
It seemed this was the site of the "Summoning Ritual." The people were likely waiting for the right moment to begin.
Chu Zihang stared at the two women below, his mind racing to devise a rescue plan.
In the midst of his thoughts, the yellow-robed figures surrounding them suddenly parted, creating a path.
A taller figure, clearly of higher status than the others, stepped calmly into the center of the hall. As he passed, the yellow-robed figures lowered their heads in respect.
This immediately raised Chu Zihang's guard.
The yellow-robed figure walked to the center of the sacrificial area. As he did, the torches around him flickered, as if trembling in fear of him.
"Welcome, Bishop!"
"Welcome, Bishop!"
"Welcome, Bishop!"
Dozens of people in yellow robes shouted "Bishop" and then directly knelt down, bowing their heads.
"Everyone, today will be a great day!"
The Bishop raised his arm high, his voice passionate and infectious. The echoes resounded in the main hall: "Soon, we will all witness the arrival of the great Lord of the Deep Sea Starry Sky, the Unspeakable One, as He breaks free from the prison that has held Him for thousands of years and descends upon this planet!"
"For Carcosa, for the great Unspeakable One!"
"For Carcosa, for the great Unspeakable One!"
"For Carcosa, for the great Unspeakable One!"
Dozens of yellow-robed saints erupted in thunderous shouts.
Their voices ignited fervor, as if they were about to set the air on fire, wildly and recklessly waving their arms like mad lunatics!
From the dome above, Chu Zihang watched this scene, a chill running down his spine.
These people... It's like they've been brainwashed!
"You won't succeed."
Xia Mi struggled, glaring at the frenzied crowd, cursing them with venom.
"Hm?"
The Bishop heard her voice and turned around, looking down from his height, gazing at Xia Mi and Nono, kneeling on the ground, and said with a playful tone, "Why do you think we will fail?"
"Hah, the villain is always defeated by the righteous protagonist. Isn't that reason enough?" Xia Mi showed a sarcastic smile on her face, sneering, "Lu Mingfei, Chu Zihang, and Caesar will definitely stop you lunatics. I believe in them!"
"Is that so?"
The man known as the 'Bishop' reached out, gently lifting Xia Mi's face, and chuckled, "Then I'll wait for the ones you speak of to come stop me."
"Peh!"
Nono spat at him with all her might, her delicate face filled with defiance and resistance.
"Heh, Chen Motong, if this were before, maybe you'd still be of some use," the bishop raised his hand to wipe the spit off his mask, looking at the saliva in his palm before sneering coldly. "But now, I no longer need you. So... die."
He suddenly extended his hand, aiming straight for Chen Motong's chest.
At that moment, a pitch-black cold light swiftly streaked across the main hall and directly pinned the bishop's hand.
It was a broken blade, deeply embedded into the bishop's palm. Blood dripped down, yet the bishop seemed unaffected.
He casually pulled the broken blade out and tossed it to the ground, then looked up at the sky and sneered mockingly. "What's this? Can't hold back anymore?"
Before the words even finished, a figure suddenly descended from the sky.
Boom!
The ground was instantly smashed, leaving a deep crater.
The surrounding yellow-robed figures were blown away by the shockwave, their gazes all turned toward the smoke.
Meanwhile, the bishop on the platform seemed to have anticipated this, turning his head with a meaningful smile. "Finally arrived... still waiting for one more."
As the smoke cleared, a humanoid dragon covered in dark green scales, with an exoskeleton growing on its face, appeared.
Its form was terrifying, and its golden eyes, shining like the sun, were clearly visible even through the smoke!
Looking at the vicious figure, Xia Mi's pale face changed slightly, and his pupils widened. "It's you, Chu Zihang?"
"Why are you the only one here?" Chen Motong also noticed him, but at the same time, doubts arose in his mind.
Why is it just Chu Zihang? Where are Lu Mingfei and Caesar?
"I thought you could hold on a bit longer~" The bishop glanced around as if searching for something, then turned to Chu Zihang, giving a mocking chuckle.
"Where are the others? They're not hiding somewhere, waiting for their rescue, are they?"
"You guess."
Chu Zihang answered indifferently.
The bishop fell silent for half a second, then seemed to realize something. A playful smile spread across his face. "You didn't come alone, did you?"
"Guess."
Chu Zihang's answer was still simple.
He placed the Seven Deadly Sins down and then pressed the top button.
As the sound of the mechanism echoed through the main hall, a series of alchemic swords, forged specifically for dragon slaying, were revealed.
The air was thick with a chilling killing intent, and the seven blades seemed to sense the call of dragon blood, trembling ever so slightly.
Buzz!!!
The blades all rang in unison, creating a resonance effect!
The tiny particles in the air, and even the heavy rain outside the Divine Hall, seemed to respond to the resonance of the swords, spreading an invisible killing aura that enveloped everyone present.
"Bronze Purgatory, Seven Deadly Sins... pieces of junk forged by Norton."
The bishop on the high platform looked down at Chu Zihang and the seven swords with disdain. "Do you really think you can defeat me with these toys?"
"How would you know unless you try?"
Chu Zihang's eyes burned fiercely, like a star on fire. The dark-scaled, muscular expansion of his body made a faint cracking sound as they rubbed together.
His fingers gripped the hilt of the sword 'Wrath' from the Seven Deadly Sins. With a dragon's roar, the massive broadsword was drawn from its bronze case.
The pure dragon blood within him instantly released the restriction on the sword, and it expanded into its full, primal form of nearly seven or eight meters.
The blade, resembling the teeth of an angry dragon, seemed to come alive, moving and grinding, creating bright sparks on the ground!
The blade, dark golden in color, reflected the light, almost as if it had been ignited by a blazing fire!
The battle was about to erupt!
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