183: Holy Relics

Rumble...

Above Charles Manor, the sky was blue, clouds white, and the weather fair.

It was early summer, and a cool breeze blew from the north, rustling through the treeline, sounding like ocean waves.

Suddenly, a thick, platinum-colored chain abruptly shot out from the Void Realm.

Immediately after, the chain abruptly contracted, making a rattling sound.

Makins's figure was abruptly and forcibly dragged out of the Void Realm.

He didn't even look at his surroundings, rushing desperately towards the outside of the Manor.

And within that dark space, Patton had already sensed Makins's departure.

He abruptly turned his head, his gaze seemingly penetrating the layers of darkness, seeing the streak of light fleeing outwards.

Patton's brows immediately furrowed tightly.

In the darkness, dense rustling sounds echoed.

Countless tiny, dark-golden vines spread wildly from all directions, quickly clinging to the dim yellow lamp in Patton's hand.

The vines then continued to spread, coiling around his simple butler's uniform.

Patton looked in Makins's direction and slowly opened his mouth.

He seemed to want to shout,

But his eyes, mouth, and nose continuously collapsed inwards at this moment,

Gradually transforming into bottomless black holes that devoured all light, emitting an incredibly terrifying suction force outwards.

"Come back!!!"

In the dark space,

It was as if countless beings simultaneously let out this cry.

The voices layered upon each other, becoming exceptionally prolonged and muffled,

Like passing through an incredibly long pipe, with countless echoes occurring along the way,

Ultimately transforming into a terrifying, indistinct sound.

"Come back!!!"

With that call,

Outside, above Charles Manor.

The originally fair sky suddenly dimmed considerably.

All the surrounding colors seemed distorted, losing their vibrancy.

In the center of Charles Manor,

The grey-white two-story ancient castle melted like a candle, undergoing a terrifying mutation.

The two skylights on the second floor became hollow eyes.

The balcony twisted, transforming into a towering nose.

The castle gate quietly opened, like a giant mouth letting out a silent roar.

The entire Charles Castle had actually transformed into an enormous head.

The appearance of that head, vaguely, seemed somewhat similar to Butler Patton,

But all its facial features had become dark, swirling black holes, emitting an incredibly terrifying suction force outwards!

Whoosh!!!

In the sky,

Makins, who was rushing outwards at extreme speed, suddenly felt

An incredibly fierce and irresistible headwind, threatening to forcibly drag him back.

He abruptly looked back.

Only to see in Charles Manor below,

A giant head with facial features like black holes, like a demon god crawling out of an abyss, slowly raising its head, "gazing" at him with its hollow eye sockets.

Centered around this giant head, countless black Qi wildly surged out.

Large expanses of darkness rapidly spread outwards, devouring the fields, devouring the working villagers, and spreading towards the sky.

Whistling gales blew from all directions, continuously pouring into the mouth and nose of the giant head.

For a time, the sky darkened, and the sun and moon lost their light!

"What are all these things!"

An indescribable sense of absurdity arose in Makins's heart.

He had been eradicating Old God Remnants in the Secret Realm for over two hundred years, encountering countless grotesque and evil beings,

Yet he had never felt so passive as in the past few days.

"Main World, when did so many freaks appear!"

He felt his body already beginning to uncontrollably fly backwards towards that giant head.

"Alas..."

A pang of heart-wrenching regret flashed in Makins's eyes, and he muttered softly.

"The Chaste Seal Ritual, release!"

Bang!!!

As he chanted, within the dark space, the Holy Relic silently suspended,

On the platinum iron maiden, all the platinum-colored chains snapped on their own at this moment.

On the magnificent platinum surface, the intricately inscribed sacred patterns,

Were rapidly tainted by an ominous dark red, as if blood slowly flowed through those grooves.

Creak, creak...

The tightly sealed structure of the platinum iron maiden,

Began to continuously open outwards, revealing the countless ferocious iron nails inside.

The small, curled and twisted female corpse inside began to tremble slightly.

Countless dark-red Qi, like viscous blood, flowed out from within, spreading towards the surrounding darkness.

An incredibly oppressive, resentful, hateful, and despairing aura gradually filled this space.

In the darkness,

Hatties's figure flashed, arriving beside Patton,

He turned his head, his blood-red swirling mask looking at the platinum iron maiden that was opening.

Below, the Golden Armor Corpse also slowly stood up, looking up at that ominous source.

Bang!

A bloody hand suddenly grabbed the lid of the platinum iron maiden.

The petite female corpse, her body slowly wriggling,

Forcibly pulled herself off the rough iron nails, one by one.

She slowly sat up within the platinum iron maiden in an incredibly bizarre posture.

Her body was already terribly decayed; the dense iron nails had almost pierced her body into a puddle of flesh,

Most of her body no longer showed a complete form, having fused with a thick puddle of dark-red bloodstains.

Her head drooped limply to the side, and a pair of bloody eye sockets slowly opened, looking at Patton and the others.

Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang!

The next moment,

Countless pale hands,

Suddenly extended from that thick dark-red bloodstain.

Arms then grew from arms, wildly proliferating and spreading,

Slapping and crawling on the ground, leaving dark-red bloody handprints, rapidly spreading outwards!

The Golden Armor Corpse, originally standing not far below the platinum iron maiden, was instantly grabbed by countless pale arms.

Countless dark-red bloody handprints were imprinted on its dark-golden scales.

The Golden Armor Corpse felt an incredibly oppressive force, stripping away all its senses and sealing its power.

Moreover, those pale arms were frantically dragging it towards the platinum iron maiden.

"Roar!!!"

The Golden Armor Corpse's body suddenly exerted force,

Immediately resisting the pull of those pale arms.

A dark-golden, violent aura suddenly rose from its body, and the bloody handprints on its scales began to rapidly fade and disappear.

However, more pale arms were emerging, continuously striking its body, generating more bloody handprints, temporarily forming a stalemate.

At the same time,

Those dark-red Qi flowing out from the platinum iron maiden,

Also began to manifest pale hands, extending towards Hatties and Patton not far away.

Patton noticed the terrifying changes in the dark space,

His expression paused slightly, the light-devouring dark holes on his face fluctuated a few times,

His power originated from the collective blessing of all the demons in this terrifying demon lair,

Now, with the appearance of powerful Alien Energy (heterogeneous energy) in this demon lair, it would naturally divert some of his power.

Outside,

Makins keenly sensed that

The terrifying suction force around him had slightly weakened.

A look of joy immediately appeared on his face, but then it instantly darkened.

That platinum iron maiden was a Holy Relic he had forged at great cost, using a large amount of resources,

And the merit he had accumulated for over a hundred years, in exchange for the Holy Light Lord's blessing.

This Holy Relic had immense Late Stage potential,

He hadn't even been able to fully unleash its power yet.

Yet now, it was destroyed just like that.

Makins glared fiercely at the Manor below, which was devouring heaven and earth.

"Charles Manor... you all just wait for me!"

Within Makins's body, a fierce burning sensation ignited once more.

A blazing Holy Light burst forth, generating a huge counter-thrust, propelling him outwards.

Within the dark space,

Patton was about to turn back and use the power of more demons to forcibly keep Makins.

But Hatties reached out and stopped him.

"Grandpa Patton, no need to pursue, someone will clean up."

In his single eye, two swirling vortices rotated rapidly, granting his gaze extreme penetrative power.

From afar, Hatties had already seen that

In the direction Makins was fleeing,

A group of figures draped in white cloth, chanting scriptures with their heads bowed, were slowly walking towards them.

Above the crowd was a blurry figure burning with pure white flames.