Lord of Mysterious Wizard-Chapter 967 - Capítulo 967: 809: Bright Blood Road

Capítulo 967: Chapter 809: Bright Blood Road
Outside the Origin Star, there lies a massive, shattered passage, filled with the sense of desolation, vast and ancient, with dust floating like tiny clouds drifting around.
This is a “World Rift” located within the boundless mystery; there are countless rifts like this within the mystery.
At this moment, however, this rift is extremely special.
The eternal dead silence here is suddenly broken by an intense battle.
As the dust clouds are lifted, the foul smell covered for untold ages in this rift once again spreads out.
In an instant, the passage becomes blood-red, and the tiny dust turns into crystalline ruby particles invisible to the naked eye.
Strangely enough, amidst this scent that seems to be watered by the fresh blood of countless beings, there is a kind of unspeakable sanctity.
It’s unbelievable, but it’s true.
Under the blessing of that ancient and holy aura, an already powerful Bright Female Knight erupts with incredibly terrifying power.
“Fallen Witch, shameless traitor, you cannot be forgiven.”
“Boom!”
In a cold, angry roar, a giant sword wrapped in endless holy light slashes from a distant place.
In that original nihil, the holy light blooms, containing dozens of angelic phantoms, flapping their pure white wings, delivering the killing great power of holy light to the female knight suspended in the air below.
Her golden hair flutters behind her, clad in silver-white armor, surrounded by angels like a walking “Light Judge” on Earth.
Her identity is revealed in the next second by the figure exhausting all energy to block that strike.
“Tristan Sophia!”
Stan, who had not appeared for a long time, is now particularly haggard.
She is also wearing Bright Knight Armor, similarly without a face guard, but seemingly has gone through multiple battles.
She is breathing rapidly, her inner Magic Power nearly exhausted, only her flame-like red hair still dances due to the magical agitation.
Stan gives a complex look at the “Angel Army” behind her opponent, letting out an almost inaudible sigh.
But she quickly regains herself, her eyes turning determined once again.
Facing the Knight King swiftly approaching to cast Light Divine Skill, Stan moves at great speed, waving her hand, and a “ring” on her little finger explodes with brilliance.
In the void before her, numerous mechanical little pumpkins flickering with yellow light appear, densely spread, and starts beeping “beep beep beep”.
“Produced by Monster Gun Company, Nigolon’s proud creation… Extraordinary Pumpkin Bomb.”
“Just one could blow up a mountain; if chain explosions occur, even a Demigod Level strong individual would be troubled, though clearing out our warehouse first is necessary for that possibility…”
Recalling the Nigolons representative introducing the product to her, Stan gives an apologetic smile, immediately turning and fleeing deeper into the passage.
With a bang, she crushes the dust layer underfoot, making the foul stench even more potent.
Stan slightly lowers her head, looking at the “baby” she has protected well in her arms.
It is a baby girl, wrapped in rough white cloth commonly used by the Church, but despite being in a dangerous battle, she shows no signs of fear.
As Stan looks over, the baby girl grins widely and giggles at her.
“Teacher!”
Murmuring, Stan’s gaze falls on the baby girl’s forehead.
There, where the skin was supposed to be smooth, is instead a terrifying “Holy Mark”.
It is terribly real, with evident details of a cruciform Holy Mark, as if a cruel person had seared it with a brand on the baby’s forehead.
Even more shocking is the incessantly writhing, entangling black-red fine blood vessels within the Holy Mark, with each vessel filled with countless pained faces, not only humans but of billions of species.
They tangle and tear at each other, seemingly engaged in a war, making the blood vessels’ writhing conspicuous, even affecting the baby’s entire face.
The ultimate evil and holiness intertwined, making this baby girl appear increasingly eerie.
If Tang Qi were here at this moment, he would immediately glean a hidden truth.
“The teacher clearly sacrificed herself to seal the Evil God from the Dark Dimension, so why does it seem to others in the Church that I made a deal with the Dark Evil God and killed the teacher?”
Stanna, holding the baby girl, fled, her eyes filled with lingering doubt.
The changes happened too suddenly; she had no idea what misunderstanding lay within, but to preserve her life and fulfill the teacher’s dying wish before her “regression,” Stanna was forced to embark on a path of escape.
“The teacher was directly transported from headquarters. The moment she saw me, she began to regress from an old man form, transforming into a baby girl swaddled in a matter of seconds.”
“She told me that someone within the Church had colluded with the Evil God of the ‘Dark Dimension,’ and although she used special means to seal the Evil God within herself, she also suffered severe injuries, necessitating her regression into a baby girl state.”
“The teacher instructed me to seek the merciful ‘Mother of Light.’ Only the magnificent Mother Goddess can help the teacher eradicate the Evil God within. The Pope’s side seems beguiled by an unknowable presence, and their connection with the ‘Lord of Light’ has been temporarily severed, leaving them unable to determine the truth and untrustworthy?”
Thoughts flickered, and still in doubt, Stanna frantically pressed deeper into the rift.
Behind her, the sound of explosions reverberated continuously.
If it were one of those numerous “rifts” in the boundless mystery suddenly encountering such a situation, both Stanna and her pursuer, Tristan Sophia, might have to face the all-consuming world fragments.
But the path they were in was entirely different.
The chain explosive effect caused by the Extraordinary Pumpkin Bombs unleashed enough power to harm a Demigod Level entity, yet it couldn’t even make this rift tremble.
The only ripple was the storm of blood dust blowing up.
Inside the passage, the stench grew thicker, and crystalline blood-red particles filled every corner.
Behind Stanna, Tristan’s voice traveled across an extremely vast distance, resounding directly in the depths of her mind.
“Despicable traitor, you are not worthy to tread the ‘Bright Blood Road.’ The merciful and great Mother of Light’s power will not allow you to pass through the ‘Life Path.’ You shall not return to the Dark Dimension, as the Master will not forgive you; the Holy Light of the Master shall surely burn your foul body…”
Evidently, the future Knight King, Sir Tristan, was beyond enraged; even when subdued by Sally’s “Truth Spell” back at the Witch School, she had not lost composure so.
Listening to the furious rebuke echoing in her mind, a complex expression surfaced on Stanna’s face.
Tristan Sophia was undoubtedly a qualified Knight King, adhering to the path of justice and light.
Thus, for Stanna to be so hated by her at this moment naturally rendered her an unpardonable villain.
Yet Stanna felt helpless, unable to defend herself, incapable of stopping, and only able to flee for now.
When Tristan mentioned the Bright Blood Road, Stanna couldn’t help but look down.
What met her sight was entirely scarlet.
Everything within this passage, which resembled shattered earth, seemed to be composed of blood-red crystals.
Stanna was no polymath, but her mind could clearly recall relevant mysticism knowledge.
“In distant epochs, there was a Mother, draped in the heavens, treading upon the earth, with endless stars gathering to form the Supreme Crown upon her head.”
“Within her womb, she carried a ‘God,’ a great God destined to rule all things and bring infinite Light.”
“The monsters in the Dark knew, they crawled from caves, flew out of magma, and fell from the sky, coming before Mother, seeking to devour the child within her womb.”
“Mother rebuked these monsters: ‘Before my blood runs dry, no filthy life shall ever touch my child.'”
“Mother journeyed deep into the starry sky, fiery streams from the heavens transformed into a long sword, the bones of ancient beasts became armor, and the starlight became her cloak. She slew the monsters, judged the monsters, and her blood mixed with that of the monsters, forming a blood road… At the road’s end, she gave birth to the God.”
“When the God was born, Light enveloped everything, and all things listened to his voice.”
“He declared: In each future day, the monsters of the Dark cannot cross this blood road, and they must repent to my Mother in the Dark for ten epochs.”
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