After several days, it finally paid off and now the terrifying plague has caused the death of several thousand people and infected even more. It went so far that the Church was forced to send Cardinal Damian Trajan with several Priests and Exorcists to get rid of the plague before it will reach Paris.
They were pretty lucky, that Paris wasn’t now the city of rotting corpses.
Rizevim has already returned, after several days he was playing or whatever he was doing. Probably raping some human woman that had caught his eye and torturing them. Not that I cared what he was he was doing to human peasants, but it is degrading that someone of his stature would lower himself to torture, human peasants.
If he wanted to terrorize someone at least, he should have gone having fun with Greeks or Shinto, to at least weaken them.
“Rizevim be battle-ready, soon our delegation will arrive. And stop already meddling with humans.”
I said.
“Ts… Devils should be like really, really evil. It is more fun like that.”
He said while I shook my head.
“I still think it is underneath me.”
We then spoke no more, as we waited for the people of the Church to arrive.
Cardinal Damian Trajan was the host of the Incinerate Anthem, a Longinus I needed for my future endeavors.
As we were waiting in ambush, suddenly a caravan was moving forward. There were tens of people coming this way, all of them wearing a priest gown, yet none of them was a priest. Each one was an Exorcits, albeit weaker ones.
In the luxurious-looking chariot, was our target Cardinal Damian Trajan. He was younger compared to the Robert de’Salle, around thirty years old, his position of Cardinal must come thanks to the Incinerate Anthem and its mastery over it.
“Long-distance attacks, aim at the Exorcits first.”
I said while conjuring several Dark Light Spears as I shot them at the Exorcists and horses that were pulling the carriage, while Rizevim was casting some thunder spells, that were tearing exorcists apart.
After one barrage of attacks, only body parts, blood and gore remained at the place, while the carriage was mainly intact. I then conjured Dark Light Chains, that enveloped the entire carriage, as they crushed it and brought up the figure of Cardinal Trajan.
“Rizevim guard the perimeter. We have ten minutes, or five until Angels arrive.”
All high-ranking members of the Church, the high clergy, Bishops, Arch-Bishops, and Cardinals had devices that could instantly alert Heaven in case they are attacked. If a Cardinal is attacked, Heaven would send three or four Ten-Winged Cadre-Class Angels and an entire contingent of Eight-Winged Ultimate-Class ones.
For Yahweh with his power and Divine Crystals, it was extremely easy to create new strong Angels in a short time.
For example, if a Mighty God’s Divine Kingdom can support 50 Ten-Winged Cadre-Class Angels, then even if ten are killed in battle, Mighty God if has enough resources can cultivate another 10 just within a month. While Ten-Winged Cadre-Class Angeln was weaker in terms of combat prowess compared to devil Satan-Class, but they had a numerical advantage.
If ten Ten-Winged Cadre-Class Angels come, then the situation would be f***** up.
Rizevim went to guard the place, as I pushed Cardinal Damian Trajan onto the ground and bound him with Dark Light Chains.
I quickly started chanting the spell, I did with the boy that was the host of the Canis Lykaon and pressed my hand to Cardinal Damian Trajan’s chest and started extracting the Sacred Gear, Longinus Incinerate Anthem.
This one was a bit problematic, as Cardinal Damian Trajan’s will was slowing down the process. That kid barely knew what was happening, so he wasn’t giving much mental resistance, but Cardinal Damian Trajan was and it was annoying as hell.
“Damm you fanatics, even in the face of death…”
I muttered, seeing the face of Cardinal Damian Trajan that even in the face of certain death, upon extracting his Sacred Gear in the crudest and torturous way, wasn’t losing his faith.
One minute passed, two minutes passed, three minutes passed and soon the Sacred Gear, Longinus Incinerate Anthem was successfully extracted as I put it into the Planar Core Stone Box. As I was going to burn the body, another ball-shaped light appeared out of his body.
“That is… Telos Karma.”
I watched as the Longinus Telos Karma appeared from the body of dead Cardinal Damian Trajan and started ascending high to the sky.
I grabbed it with my hand, and then something weird happened. When I touched the Telos Karma, it shattered down, and some kind of energy entered my body, as it shot me backward, smashing me to the ground and creating an enormous crater.
I laid down there, absolutely unable to move, only to hear Rizevim, running here.
“Damm, what happened.”
He asked as he looked around, fortunately, he didn’t have the intention to kill him, if not, this would be a perfect opportunity. Or more probable was that he had the intention to kill me, but not in this way, as from his point of view it would be too boring.
I coughed some blood, as I cannot move even an inch of my body.
Rizevim came closer and cast some basic healing spells as he lifts me up and placed me across his shoulder.
How humiliating.
As he was teleporting us back to the Underworld to get me treated, I heard Architect’s voice in my head.
[Unknown energy entering the Host’s body.] [Memories are entering the brain.] [Memories have been recognized as Warlock Secret Method of Astral Boundary.] [Unknown Energy is getting into a violent reaction up with the energy of Fateless One.]
As he said that, I started coughing even more blood, as I felt two different energies in my body clashing violently.
One came from the Telos Karma after it was destroyed and another from my constitution as Fateless One.
[The Warlock Secret Method has been identified from memories. Designation: Fate Algorithm.]
As Architect’s last words sounded, everything went black.
