524: Chapter 525 Twin Stars from Another World Fall to Earth, One God and One Demon Create Chaos

Elasia Continent.

This is a world full of magic and Battle Qi, faith and conflict.

The Holy See occupies the fertile lands of the continent, preaching the doctrines of light; while the Abyss Demon Palace is entrenched in the barren and desolate far west, believing in power and chaos.

The two major powers have confronted each other for a millennium, fighting incessantly.

On this day, in the Holy City of the Holy See—the City of Radiance.

In front of the magnificent cathedral, tens of thousands of devout believers gathered in the square. The elderly Pope was holding his scepter, tremblingly praying to the God of Light, hoping that a miracle would descend to save the increasingly decaying faith.

Just as the prayer reached its climax.

The originally clear sky suddenly split open with a golden rift.

Without any warning, a pillar of white light, pure to the extreme and seemingly condensing all the light in the world, descended from the heavens and fell straight onto the spire of the cathedral!

"Boom—"

As the pillar of light dissipated, a man dressed in simple white robes, with a face so handsome he didn't seem like a Mortal and his entire body emitting soft Holy Light, appeared out of thin air in the sky and slowly floated down.

He stepped on the Void Realm, and with every step he took, a phantom of a pure white lotus would bloom beneath his feet.

Behind him, a huge halo composed of countless points of light was faintly rotating, emitting a heart-palpitating divine pressure.

This person was none other than Lu Chen's Light Clone—Chen Lu.

"Holy... crap..."

Chen Lu maintained a compassionate smile on his face, but his heart was frantically complaining, "The special effects from my main body are way too much, aren't they? Taichu's holographic projection technology combined with this anti-gravity force field is simply a Divine Artifact for showing off!"

The square was deathly silent.

Immediately afterward, a mountain-shaking, tsunami-like roar of fanatical shouting erupted.

"A miracle! It's a miracle!"

"The God of Light has manifested! The Son of God has descended!"

Tens of thousands of believers knelt on the ground in unison, their faces covered in tears. Even the old Pope was so excited that he dropped his scepter and lay on the ground, trembling.

Chen Lu's gaze swept over the crowd. His voice, processed by Taichu's sound waves, became ethereal and grand, echoing throughout the city:

"Lost lambs, I am the Messenger of Light, entrusted by the Lord to come here and cleanse the world's filth."

With a casual wave of his hand, a shower of high-concentration life energy, processed by the "Magic Pressure Cooker," sprinkled down.

In the square, those believers suffering from diseases and disabilities were surprised to find that their pain disappeared in an instant, their wounds healed, and the blind regained their sight!

"Oh God!"

At this moment, in their hearts, Chen Lu was a True God walking in the human world.

...

At the same time, in the far west, the Abyss Demon Palace.

The sky here was eternally grey, and the air was filled with the scent of sulfur and blood.

Inside the massive Demon Palace, a group of grotesque and ferocious Demon Race generals were fighting over territory.

The Devil King's throne had been vacant for a long time, and no one would submit to another.

"Boom—!!!"

With a loud bang, the incredibly sturdy obsidian dome of the Demon Palace was suddenly smashed through by something!

Amidst the rolling dust, a figure wearing black streamlined battle armor and emitting a cold Killing Intent fell like a meteor into the center of the Demon Palace.

As the dust settled, Mo Chen's face, cold as iron, was revealed.

He slowly stood up, patted the dust off his body, and his gaze, sharp as a knife, coldly scanned the surrounding Demon Race members who were as dumbstruck as wooden chickens.

"Where did this scum come from! How dare you intrude into the Demon Palace!"

A Balrog Lord, three meters tall and covered in blazing flames, brandished a huge lava warhammer and charged forward with a roar.

Mo Chen didn't even lift an eyelid.

He simply raised his right hand, clenched his fist, and swung.

There were no fancy movements, nor any magic fluctuations.

Only pure, ultimate power that contained the Law Concept of 'Shatter'!

"Bang!"

The seemingly indestructible lava warhammer shattered into pieces like a biscuit in front of Mo Chen's fist.

The momentum of the punch didn't diminish, striking directly at the Balrog Lord's chest.

"Pfft—"

Before the Balrog Lord even had time to scream, his massive body was directly blown apart, transforming into a rain of fire filling the sky and dissipating without a trace.

A demon core emitting a scorching aura fell to the ground and rolled to Mo Chen's feet.

Mo Chen stepped on the demon core and looked around, his voice as cold as if it came from the Nine Nether Hell:

"Who else?"

Inside the hall, the previously arrogant and domineering Demon Race generals were all so terrified that their Soul Flying Away and Spirit Scattering, and they fell to their knees one after another.

In this world that worshipped power, Mo Chen's punch was the best passport.

"Greetings, Lord Demon Lord!"

A cruel arc curled at the corner of Mo Chen's mouth. He picked up the demon core, casually tossed it into his mouth, and swallowed it with a "crunch, crunch" sound.

"The taste is average, a bit like an unripe chili pepper."

He sat boldly and confidently on the Devil King's throne, which symbolized supreme power, looking at the trembling demons below.

"From today on, the rules here are what I say they are."

On this day, on the Elasia Continent, one god and one demon, twin stars fell to the earth.

Bringing with them the will of Great Ming and a dimensional reduction strike from a high-dimensional civilization, they officially took over the... script of this world.