Cthulhu Gonfalon

Chapter 500

Chapter 500: Chapter 40

Translator: Nyoi-Bo Studio Editor: Nyoi-Bo Studio

For a long time, Javier had planned to separate the priesthood of Celebration from him and fight for the priesthood of Pleasure again.

He had even made done than one rehearsal. He had practiced what he should do at the scheduled time, and how to deal with all kinds of emergencies to ensure that there would be no risks at all.

However, even if he had done many rehearsals, the rehearsals couldn’t replace practice.

For example, he hadn’t known that it would be very painful when the real priesthood separation happened.

In fact, he had already rehearsed it before. He had also borrowed a few cruel butchers from Morani and had asked them to stab him. At that time, he had hurt so much. Thus, he had believed that he was fully trained even to the point of self-abuse.

Now he understood that his previous rehearsals were not enough at all!

The pain of the priesthood separation was far beyond his expectation, even beyond his imagination.

“Ou... Ou... Ou...” Because of the extreme pain, he couldn’t even scream. He could only make a meaningless cluck from his throat, just like a rooster whose neck was caught. It seemed that he was losing his breath.

Of course, that was just an illusion. Pain alone was not powerful enough to kill a great god.

However, for a short moment, Javier thought that it might be better to die than to be alive. After all, everyone knew that dead souls couldn’t feel pain.

This ridiculous thought only existed at that extreme moment, and then it was directly annihilated by him. Then, regardless of everything, he resisted the horror of the pain. He tried to stabilize the separated priesthood, trying to pass it to the Holy Spirit relying on the last connection between him and the priesthood.

White light glittered. The Holy Spirit who had originally been in a white robe suddenly revealed divine light around its body. The divine light tore the white robe. No one had been able to tell its gender, but now, the Holy Spirit turned out to be a handsome man. He was wearing a very gentle smile, and his eyes were like two crescent moons. He could make people feel good at first sight.

However, Sui Xiong and others had no time to observe and understand the new God of Celebration at this moment. Everyone was paying attention to Javier.

The most difficult and dangerous thing in this ceremony now began!

The strength of Javier had been decreased after the priesthood separation. He had fallen to the level of a god-to-be. In particular, he was not good at fighting, so he was even weaker than a god-to-be. If a powerful legendary power came here, he would be defeated.

It was no doubt that Javier was weak to the extreme now. He had found Sui Xiong before, asking Sui Xiong to help protect him. He had done that just for this moment.

For a time, all the gods were paying attention to Javier. They couldn’t care about other things.

...

Just then, a mysterious visitor came to a cage hidden in a small Half Plane near the Main Plane.

“Here’s the opportunity,” the visitor said. He was covered with black smoke, so no one could see his figure clearly. His voice also changed because of the strange smoke. His voice was hoarse and low, so no one could tell his origin. “The poor madman and the green jellyfish are now busy with a big event. They have no time to focus on you.”

In the golden divine cage, Hasarin, the God of Shadow and Assassination opened her eyes. She didn’t ask for a reason but instead chose to believe that statement.

I have already fallen to this point. What benefits can he gain from deceiving me? What’s more, I have already been like this. What else can I lose? What else can I be scared of? Death? Death is nothing to fear. I never fear death.

Therefore, she smiled. At the next moment, she spent all her Divine Power without reservation.

The divine cage that trapped her was built by Yorgaardman. He was a great Divine Power, so the cage built by him was naturally strong enough to completely trap a mid-level Divine Power. However, Yorgaardman couldn’t pay attention to her now because of the situation of Javier. When Hasarin spent all her Divine Power, a flaw that shouldn’t exist suddenly appeared on the cage. Hasarin popped up through a small gap.

In the next moment, Hasarin’s body exploded in the cage and turned into black fire. Most of the black fire was annihilated by the powerful Divine Power filling the golden cage. However, a portion of the fire escaped from the small gap in the end.

A portion was enough.

For Hasarin, even if a small part of her body escaped from the cage, it would mean that she completely got out of trouble.

The black fire changed back to Hasarin. Her face looked pale and tired, but the light in her eyes remained firm without any hesitation.

“What do you want to do next?” the figure covered in smoke asked.

Hasarin didn’t answer him at all. Her figure quickly disappeared without a trace.

The next moment, she appeared in front of the god tree at the edge of Void City. The tree had been used to suppress and annihilate Dyalt, the God of Fear.

Her body was covered in a strange black flame that was constantly distorting. In this way, she was temporarily separated from the Main Plane, so that she could avoid being found by the enchantment. The enchantment was left by the Goddess of Life to guard the Main Plane. If she was found, the enchantment would send a thunderbolt to kill her.

However, the black flame was clearly weakening. It was obvious that her power was also weakening.

However, Hasarin didn’t care at all. She had thought that everything was hopeless. Now, she finally had hope. For this hope, she cared about nothing else.

She was staring deeply at the god tree, and her gaze seemed to be able to see through the big tree. She could see the figure that was sealed forever in the middle of the tree. He was wearing a hideous black armor. With a smile, the God of Shadow and Assassination rushed up without hesitation. In a flash, she burned up her remaining Divine Power. All the power was injected into the artifact dagger she often used, the Thorn of Killing Soul. She used it to stab the god tree harshly.

The power of this stab was amazing. Even though the vitality of the god tree was strong, it couldn’t bear her power. In an instant, the leaves went yellow, and the trunk was rotten. It seemed that it had been eroded by countless years after its death and had been completely weathered.

At this moment, if a light breeze blew, this god tree would completely collapse and turn into countless debris.

However, countless green veins in the god tree shone.

In the next moment, green light filled the rotting god tree, replacing its original structure and reshaping its body according to its previous appearance.

It was still green and tall. It seemed that its previous decay was just an illusion.

However, Hasarin couldn’t see this scene at all. That stab had burned all of her power, and even her foundation of existence as a god was burned out. From that moment on, there was no longer the existence of her character, Hasarin, the God of Shadow and Assassination in the world.

When a brave person was determined to do something, they often said, “If I don’t succeed, I will choose to die.” Hasarin made one step further. She didn’t care whether she could succeed or not. She took her life as part of the bargaining chip and used it up.

“Amazingly decisive!” From the big tree that was reborn from the decay, a face emerged; it looked like Sui Xiong when he had been on earth.

Fortunately, he integrated an avatar into this god tree so that he would able to reshape the god tree at important times. That helped prevent the priesthood of the God of Fear from flying away.

Because of this, he didn’t have time to catch Hasarin again. He could only watch the loyal assassin, who he admired, fall.

Secretly sighing, Sui Xiong used a branch to roll up the artifact dagger that had fallen to the ground and put it in the trunk. He placed it next to the crystal of the priesthood of Fear, together with the hideous armor left after the collapse of the God of Fear.

“I don’t know if you had a good relationship with each other during your lifetime, but I think that your relics should be put together and always stay with each other,” Sui Xiong said to himself. “Maybe someone will think that I am wrong, but I think I should keep these two artifacts as memorials to you.”

After that, the god tree regained its silence as if nothing had happened.