Little Tyrant Doesn't Want to Meet with a Bad End Chapter 665.2: Beneath the Abyss (2)

This was a massive, holy-white structure modeled after ancient divine temples to Sia, located at the heart of the city. A thousand years ago, people coming from all over the Ancient Austine Empire would embark on a pilgrimage to the Capital Cathedral to pray. It was a sacred place where faith and hope converged.

It was the first time in a thousand years that the Capital Cathedral had any guests, but unfortunately, Roel’s team were uninvited ones.

Within the cathedral’s tall walls, Roel spotted an old man who was emaciated like a skeleton.

The old man was dressed in opulent robes, and he held a magnificent scepter that showed no signs of age even after a thousand years. On his head was a holy crown reserved only for the highest clergymen.

Nora’s sapphire eyes widened at the sight of the holy crown. Roel and the others revealed grim expressions too. Those traits made it clear to them who the old man had been before he turned into a Fallen.

The old man was the Genesis Goddess Church’s pope in the Second Epoch.

Roel and the others heightened their vigilance upon this realization, and started to channel their mana.

The emaciated pope’s turbid eyes lit up with a crimson glow as if waking from a long slumber. He gazed down at the nave as he did a thousand years ago, expecting to face his followers. Yet, he was only met with the eyes of intruders.

His sunken face distorted, and he raised his scepter up high and slammed it on the ground.

Tok!

As this sound reverberated, a peculiar mana pulsation rippled through the imperial capital.

All of the Fallens fighting in the city fell silent. The monsters lurking in the shadows opened their eyes and looked toward the heart of the city, as if having received a divine oracle. After seconds of silence, powerful auras gushed from different parts of the city.

At the same time, the emaciated pope’s body began swelling up. It was only then that the crowd saw his true appearance. His top half looked normal, but his bottom half resembled roots anchored to the ground… except thos

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