MCDWTBS Chapter 82

Chapter 82: Chapter 82 “Gods are watching from three feet above. Golden Feather…”

Chapter 82: Chapter 82 “Gods are watching from three feet above. Golden Feather…”

A bone-white snake rustled as it climbed onto Serra’s shoulder, then hooked around Serra’s ear, and climbed onto the top of his head.

Its movements were not nimble; on the contrary, they were slow and very mechanical. Serra frowned slightly and proactively called out:

“Jiaran, what’s wrong?”

“…They are accelerating the absorption of my planet’s core power, it seems…they want to resurrect me.”

Yun Jiaran’s voice was filled with confusion and bewilderment, seemingly unable to pinpoint what exactly was happening, but Serra’s expression suddenly turned ugly. He hadn’t frowned even when he was nearly burned to death, yet at this moment, he revealed a twisted expression corroded by fury:

“What they want is your body. Fu Lan is acting as a sacred child in the church, he knows that the Mother Goddess’s remains are in the Pope’s hands, for so many years, a part of your body was made into a divine artifact by the Pope, he understands your power better than any Chong, it’s impossible for him not to covet your body. The worst-case scenario, he wants to usurp your position.”

“……”

Yun Jiaran wasn’t stupid; on the contrary, after making it out of that hellish start to being the first of her major in a prestigious university, her intelligence and logical thinking skills were far beyond ordinary. She was silent for a while, and she and Serra said the same thing in unison:

“Destroy the Hexagram Array.”

Serra stood up, taking one last look at Colean and Ilia, who was struggling desperately in Colean’s arms. He was now almost certain that Colean was cooperating with the Pope. He wasn’t sure if Colean knew that the Pope truly wanted to use the Mother Goddess’s remains to become a god, nor was he sure what Colean could get out of it, but he clearly knew that this was a very bad situation.

Even if the rebel army had already taken the military planet of TianGong Star, the Pope and the trump cards in his hand would become a huge hidden danger. Serra knew that the flames that were causing him excruciating pain and almost turning him to ashes came from the power of the Mother Goddess, and he knew even more that his young body had died in a divine artifact made from a small part of the Mother Goddess’s remains—that was just a small piece of rib bone. He didn’t think that if the Pope really occupied the Mother Goddess’s remains, he would have any hope of winning.

He had promised Yun Jiaran that he wouldn’t let any Chong defile her body.

Rage steamed in Serra’s chest, he raised one hand, took off the white snake from the top of his head, completely disregarding the surrounding burning heat that was causing his skin to crack. He held his student in one hand, staring fixedly at the Hexagram Array on the dome, until his pierced eyes shed light red tears.

His eyes were reddened by the light, causing irreversible damage, but Serra didn’t care.

He raised his right arm, looking at the dome with scarlet eyes. In the space, subtle clicking sounds rose and fell, strangely like giant insects tapping their limbs, or like corpses in the abyss breaking their bones.

The vast palace built of pure white star ash was shaking gently, and an invisible deterrent was spreading in the void. Colean retreated, holding the still-struggling Ilia in his arms. A trace of panic finally appeared in his arrogant eyes.

“What do you want to do? Serra, once the temple is activated, there is no turning back. The Mother Goddess will take back the power she has given you, you pride yourself on being the Mother Goddess’s favorite, shouldn’t this be the time for you to repay her?!”

His usually pretentious tone became a little sharp, but it didn’t get Serra’s attention. He was still staring at the dome. Suddenly, something tore through a transparent film, and countless dark tentacles, like poisonous vines, scrambled to pass through the fire wall, writhing and screaming in the flames, filling and devouring the fire and flames.

Serra’s raised fingertips trembled with exhaustion, sweat seeped out from under his baked red skin, but immediately dissipated in the air.

The feeling of the mental tentacles being burned was not unfamiliar to Serra. The memories of his previous death, like a flashback spell, constantly appeared in his mind. Fresh blood spilled from the corners of his lips, and his nostrils were full of the smell of blood.

He wasn’t really sure if he could survive this time. His mental tentacles were writhing in the burning, the dark vines were products of the abyss, and light and flames were their natural enemies. Serra knew that he couldn’t defeat the burning flames from the Mother Goddess’s planet, even if that planet was already decaying.

But he had to find Edwin.

He couldn’t fall at this moment, otherwise everything he did would be meaningless. He couldn’t do this to Edwin, disappearing in front of him again and again—he had extracted love from Edwin, he couldn’t use death to make Edwin suffer after receiving love.

He couldn’t be so cruel.

Serra slowly lowered his head, his eyes completely burned by the light, the pain in his brain was as if someone was using an iron pestle to smash his brain stem, and two lines of bloody tears slid down from the corners of his cracked eyes, and then dried on his cheeks.

He hooked the corners of his lips in the direction of Colean, and smiled in a dry voice:

“Colean, the Mother Goddess is watching you.”

His voice was as rough as sandpaper, but it was very soft, and Colean, who had retreated many steps, could only barely hear it, but it startled Colean, making him grit his teeth.

Impossible, the temple accumulates the power of the Mother Goddess’s origin, it was built by the imperial ancestors of the Golden Feather, Serra will never be able to survive it! No matter what he does, he can’t survive!

The white bone snake being held in Serra’s left hand was looking at Colean with a pair of inorganic round eyes, and in a trance, Colean only felt that the snake pupils were two bottomless black holes, and his instinctive trembling made him drag the struggling Ilia back a few steps, a few scarlet mental tentacles erected pretentiously, but failed to block Serra’s next words.

“Gods are watching from three feet above. Everything that the Golden Feather plundered from her will be reduced to nothing.”

Serra’s raised wrist flicked gently, and all his mental tentacles twisted, rising from the ground with the burning flames, and rushing towards the Hexagram Array on the dome. Darkness and fire collided violently, making a soul-shaking roar, and the robots and camera equipment around Colean were shattered in the energy shock.

Scarlet blood also overflowed from his throat, defiling his exquisite dress. He pinched Ilia’s neck tightly, rage and unwillingness churning in his eyes, and said in a low voice:

“Evacuate Sky City immediately. Notify the Church to hold back the rebel army and wait for the rescue of the Imperial Army.”

He took one last look at the temple that was collapsing due to the energy collision, completely ignoring the falling flames and rubble that damaged half of Sky City and burned the bird-wing shields above Sky City black. After boarding the airship, he threw the already unconscious Ilia on the expensive carpet and drank a glass of strong wine.

“Notify the task force to search Sky City thoroughly. If Serra is found, kill him immediately.”

He rubbed his eyebrows, his voice suddenly becoming sinister: “Send the scene just now to Edwin, and at the same time issue a military order, the Fourth Army will set off immediately to suppress the rebel army.”

“If Edwin doesn’t move… notify the First Army and the Third Army to block the retreat of the Fourth Army. If the Fourth Army does not fight, annihilate them all, leaving no one alive.”

*

A few hours later, the Chong Empire’s media announced the rebellion’s unrest and attacks on the planets affiliated with the Church. Colean, wearing a golden imperial robe, stood in front of the camera and said to all the Chong media:

“I, Colean · Cilaire, the thirty-third successor of the Golden Feather, announce that the Empire has officially entered a state of war. A group of blasphemers and traitors calling themselves rebels are occupying the territory of the Empire, and we cannot tolerate such acts of rebellion. The rebel army was once formed by the traitor Ax, intending to threaten the rule of the Empire and the male Chong, and harm our peace and faith. Ax is a fallen mixed-blood, he is inherently different from the Holy Empire, he conceals his identity, pollutes the Empire’s army, and destroys our faith, which is absolutely intolerable.”

“Now, the rebels are blatant. They have not only attacked Sky City, but also, together with Serra, the Duke of Noah, who was corrupted by them, massacred the Empire’s precious male Chong nobles, attracting the Mother Goddess’s divine punishment. I am very sorry to inform the entire Empire that a traitor has also appeared among the male Chong, and he has already paid the price for his actions.”

“As the leader of the Golden Feather Empire, I announce that the remaining forces of Duke Noah will be captured throughout the territory, and a full-scale war will be launched against the rebel army.”

The short video was quickly spread by the male Chong Starnet, almost causing the network to crash. At the same time, the eyes of countless female Chong and Yaci also stayed for a long time on the explosion in the Sky City Temple.

*

Above TianGong Star, the blue light flashing protective shield was rapidly consuming energy stones, countless explosions resounded through the sky, and debris and energy waves vibrated layers of ripples on the protective shield.

The Temple of God was dead silent. Almost all of the Church’s female Chong had joined the defense war of TianGong Star under the command of their male masters, fighting fiercely with the rebel army. Only a few Yaci with poor constitutions were left behind to serve the abnormally anxious and irritable male Chong.

Since ancient times, there has never been a large-scale outbreak of female Chong and Yaci rebellion, and no female Chong and Yaci have dared to attack TianGong Star. Are they not afraid? Attacking the residence of the Divine Son, this is blatant blasphemy!

But precisely, TianGong Star was on the verge of falling. The rebel army’s commander attacked day and night. These damned female Chong and Yaci were not afraid of death at all! Even if the Church’s Sacred Legion was unusually loyal, it still lacked the bloodiness and combat power of the rebel army. The days of fighting had caused them heavy casualties, and what was even worse was that their male Chong had begun to want to evacuate TianGong Star, ordering them to leave the defense war and instead escort the male Chong away.

This was devastating to the legion’s fighting will, but who could control the male Chong’s behavior? The male Chong were originally noble, they should not stay so close to the battlefield, this was too dangerous!

And the Pope, who was the only one with enough deterrent power over the male Chong, had never come forward.

When Ilia stepped into the Temple of God, the temple was silent and dark, with only specks of light on the ground emerging, connecting into a huge hexagram pattern.

He changed out of the white robes he usually wore in the church and walked into the Temple of God in a light combat suit. His pair of clear blue eyes blinked gently, quickly adapting to the dim light, and immediately tried to approach the center of the hexagram.

There, countless chains bound a woman, and Ilia knew that it was the remains of their Mother Goddess.