Chapter 611: The Arrival of the Catastrophe
Boom!
The torrent of magic power shot up into the sky, creating a massive vortex below.
Many objects were crushed; whether rock or steel, everything turned to ashes in waves of tremors.
Staring at Matthew, Annie felt the violent and powerful force of destruction below, looked again at the pile of Thunder Armor in front of her, and instinctively nodded as she replied:
"No problem, my experiment happens to need a lot of gold coins!"
Hearing this, Matthew smiled and nodded, gazing at the massive crater that had collapsed more than halfway, he exhaled and said:
"Annie, clean up Bloodmoon City first. There are still some bugs left. I'll go deal with them."
Watching Matthew re-equip the Thunder Armor, Annie couldn't help but nod.
Although she didn't know how Matthew had managed to escape, she did not intend to dig too deep.
Her thoughts were simple: Matthew came to save her and was willing to continue working with her, making money and growing wealthy together.
For Annie, no one had ever been so good to her.
After watching Annie return to Bloodmoon City.
Matthew, now fully equipped with Thunder Armor, stroked the densely scarred armor and clicked his tongue with some sentiment:
"Even though it's just a transitional experimental version, the effect is really good. I should repair it more..."
While Matthew was pondering, a pleasant and clear notification sound rang in his ears. He waved to Batum, who had assembled the troops, and when Batum came over, Matthew respectfully said to the towering troll commander:
"Did you see that? This world is full of dangers; brute force alone won't allow you to survive here."
"Take them back to Bloodmoon City and learn how to develop the ruins."
An excited Batum nodded, knowing he had completed his mission successfully and gained the Lord's trust, finally taking the first crucial step.
Glancing at the dark pit below, Matthew jumped down without hesitation.
However, he did not immediately seek out the surviving enemies; instead, he found a hidden spot to silently hide away.
His consciousness returned to Bay Territory. Matthew opened his eyes, and everything before him was blood-red. Eerie whispers echoed constantly in his ears, and sharp, bizarre shrieks rose and fell.
"Ding, you have killed the body and remnants of Blood God Hakkar."
"You have gained 20 million Destiny Power."
"You have gained 2 points of (Flesh) Divine Power."
"You have gained 4 points of (Corruption) Divinity."
"You have gained 4 points of (Slaughter) Divinity."
Matthew quietly felt the immense pressure brought by the 'power,' stabilizing his consciousness bit by bit, silently resisting the terrifying thoughts of 'Slaughter,' 'Devour,' 'Growth,' and 'Mutation.'
They emerged continuously as if they were Matthew's own thoughts.
Even Matthew's mind began to conjure up bizarre and twisted fantasies—slaughter, betrayal, destruction—playing out endlessly.
But Matthew's consciousness remained clear, and he could distinguish where these thoughts came from.
Yet he was sure that if he couldn't digest this 'power' quickly enough...
These insidious thoughts would subtly change his mind, turning it into what the power desired.
This is what it means to be controlled by power, and it happens quite often.
The reason Matthew wanted to attempt this was actually to engrave in his mind not to lose himself for the sake of power, as the price would be too great.
Very certain he couldn't handle it alone, Matthew decisively asked Yaya to wake him up.
Matthew did not immediately transfer the power to Yaya; instead, he carefully had her take him swiftly to the Magic Goddess's church.
Hmm!
It was time to hold on to a big leg!
Countless soul fragments were sacrificed, flashing with dazzling golden light, which were absorbed by the Goddess's statue.
The priest Mira, who was half-kneeling, slowly stood up, the golden light around her body gradually dimming.
Although her youthful face hadn't changed, she now radiated a sense of maturity and mystery.
She curiously observed Matthew, who had his eyes closed, with a glimmer of surprise in her eyes.
She could clearly feel the violent and dangerous aura emanating from Matthew. These special powers did not belong to him.
With her big sparkling eyes, Yaya looked expectantly at the 'Goddess' and couldn't help but ask curiously:
"This time, can we just have the Divinity?"
Silently glancing at Yaya, the Goddess's eyes flashed with surprise and curiosity, then she smiled gently and said:
"Of course, no problem. I only need the Divine Power; the rest is your reward."
"Although you did cause a little trouble, I am very pleased that a tumor was eliminated. If there is a next time, remember to notify me in advance."
Hearing this, Yaya nodded excitedly.
In Yaya's little head, she firmly remembered what Matthew had told her:
"The Goddess is reliable. Although she is sometimes soft-hearted and sometimes busy, overall, she is trustworthy."
The little Leviathan, Menglan, in Yaya's arms, stared wide-eyed with excitement, spraying out a light mist of water elements from her head and wagging her tail happily.
Finding it quite interesting, the Goddess reached out and patted Menglan's little head, then raised her hand to touch Matthew's forehead.
A dazzling golden light enveloped Matthew, gradually consuming the spreading red glow.
Matthew felt the illusions and sounds disappear completely, sensing the surge of divine power washing over him. He clenched his fists, a slight smile appearing on his face.
Meeting the Goddess's gaze, Matthew showed no intention of 'observing' her, appearing very well-behaved.
As for the various 'tumors' mentioned by the Goddess, Matthew currently had no interest in engaging with them.
He thought very clearly that developing his territory and personal strength was the most important. Such 'desperate' actions were like walking on a tightrope over a cliff; sooner or later, he would fall.
Feeling the power within his body completely 'purified,' Matthew couldn't help but take a deep breath.
Under the Goddess's surprised gaze, he grasped Yaya's hand.
The purified Divinity and Godhood were transferred into Yaya's body.
Yaya, now shrouded in golden light, felt the subtle changes in her body, and her smile grew even brighter.
Yaya hadn't contributed much in this battle, but although she didn't say anything, she had more thoughts in her mind.
She also wanted to become stronger!
The Goddess blinked blankly, repeatedly observing Matthew and Yaya, with a flash of disbelief in her eyes.
She never expected that someone would actually refuse the temptation of Divinity and Godhood.
After all, Divinity, Godhood, and Divine Power allow a living being to achieve qualitative transformation.
It represents not only strength but also a longer lifespan.
The Goddess had witnessed many close friends, family members, and partners fighting to the death for these things.
Yet she rarely saw a relationship like that of Matthew and Yaya.
The Life Contract was indeed a mysterious thing.
For Yaya, who had already become a demigod creature, and Matthew.
As long as they paid a certain price, it could already be severed.
However, Matthew and Yaya still showed the same level of harmony as before.
This made the Goddess look forward to it even more.
Nodding to Matthew, 'Mira's' temperament quickly changed.
Mira blinked, curiously observing the now slightly more mysterious Matthew, and said thoughtfully:
"My God tells me that if you ever decide to move against those tumors, you can send out a notice in advance."
As usual, Matthew smiled and nodded in agreement. He glanced at the completely exhausted three million soul fragments and silently calculated in his mind.
"A month's accumulation is only enough to invite the Goddess's help for about one minute..."
Such a huge 'consumption' far exceeded Matthew's expectations.
By estimating the scene of the Goddess's full power, it would definitely be extremely 'explosive'!
Letting Yaya both digest and clear out the remaining zombie monsters.
Matthew returned to the underground Mage Tower's secret chamber and headed to the equipment area.
This time, he teleported away with a bright longsword.
Bloodmoon City.
Underground Ruins.
In a broad underground dark river, the severely damaged body of the Hive Tyrant slowly opened its eyes.
Its eyes were full of relief, with a touch of indescribable joy.
Then, an unspeakable and terrifying pain continued to assault its mind.
Part of the deadly pain, along with the memory of its body's death, emerged in its mind.
Feeling the emptiness of having lost more than half of its power, Blood God Hakkar felt both endless sorrow and joy!
The sorrow was for the destruction of millennia of accumulation, forcing it to start over.
The joy was for regaining its freedom at this crucial moment.
Now, the most important thing it had to do was quickly recover its strength.
Under the shroud of a crimson light, the broken body began to undergo terrifying transformations.
The originally hideous insect body shrank down to about two meters tall.
Gray-black skin, slender limbs, protruding fangs, and strong muscles.
In just half an hour, Hakkar's body had undergone a drastic change.
From a terrifying Hive Tyrant, it had become a tall and strong troll.
It endured the excruciating pain of bodily transformation, eyes flickering with unspeakable joy.
"Finally, I am back!"
Seven or eight kilometers away from Hakkar, Matthew was carefully examining the ruins of the Mage Tower.
Two members of the Church of Eternal Life had already fallen under his sword.
Relying on their modified insect bodies, they had survived the crushing collapse of the ruins.
Before they could even dig an escape route, Matthew had already found them upon noticing their tracks.
The only thing that Matthew found somewhat regrettable was...
Not all of the bishops from the Church of Eternal Life had perished. At least one had managed to escape.
The shattered core of Missura had also turned to ashes, leaving nothing of value behind.
In the shadows far away, Hess silently observed Matthew's figure. He hesitated for a moment but ultimately chose not to take action.
The last light-shadow clone slash that Matthew had used, along with his fighting techniques, revealed a very serious problem to Hess.
Matthew had stolen his combat techniques and abilities!
If it had been anyone else, Hess would have killed them without hesitation.
But Hess, who was familiar with Matthew's information, was very clear: the Matthew before him, so reckless and unrestrained, was very likely just a true clone.
The more he fought in front of Matthew, the more likely it was for Matthew to learn his combat techniques.
For various reasons, Sword Saint Hess had no desire to continue fighting Matthew.
However, he would firmly remember this defeat and ensure the Church of Eternal Life paid the appropriate price.
"Didn't you want to hide slowly? Then go and tell the other Kingdoms and forces!"
With a hint of regret, Hess turned and left the ruins.
Matthew glanced in the direction of his departure, a faint smile appearing on his lips.
Sword Saint of the Cole Elves surely had no idea that Matthew had completely mastered his skills and secret techniques.
After all, the extended duel had given Matthew enough time and information.
"Next, Bay Territory should establish its own Sword Saint battalion!"
Matthew did not rush to leave; instead, he quickly scanned the ruins of the area.
The originally excavated space had been buried under rubble and debris.
However, there were still many valuable things that could be excavated in this area.
Matthew had already made up his mind to thoroughly study the ruins and traces of the Goblin Kingdom.
The reason was simple: he did not plan to search for those ruins and seals, but he was interested in the Goblins' technology of 'sealing' Blood God Hakkar.
In the future, Bay Territory would face many enemies like this. It's always good to be prepared.
In the following days.
The events in Bloodmoon City quickly spread throughout the entire Eastern Province.
Many lords and families launched a large-scale purge against the Church of Eternal Life.
In this grand-scale purge, they indeed captured some cultists and those with hidden agendas.
This not only filled them with fear but also made them more vigilant.
The terrifying disaster that turned nearly a million people into zombies quickly spread across the entire Northern Continent through newspapers.
Reading the vivid magical images in the newspapers, watching the terrifying spread of zombie monsters.
Many kingdoms and factions became increasingly wary of the Church of Eternal Life.
The ability to cause millions of deaths at a time was enough to instill fear and dread in everyone.
For a while, the hunt and purge of the Church of Eternal Life spread like wildfire across the entire Northern Continent.
But at this time, a shocking change stirred up even greater turmoil.
The Kingdom of Farsico, amidst its civil strife, had already suffered an invasion of zombie contamination.
The entire coastal region faced deadly threats and significant losses.
Over three million people perished, and the remaining cities were plunged into crisis.
The Church of Eternal Life, besieged by many kingdoms and forces, arrogantly declared:
"This is the power we wield, the power that makes the entire Northern Continent fear and face destruction."
Following this announcement, zombie monsters appeared within the boundaries of various kingdoms, organizations, and territories.
The terrifying scenario, called 'Zombie Catastrophe' by the players, officially began its performance across the Northern Continent.
The Church of Eternal Life's terrifying methods sparked outrage among many kingdoms and factions.
They mobilized many powerful Professionals and armies to launch a destructive strike against the Church of Eternal Life.
Looking at the distant city being overrun by the zombie army, Lark silently turned around, glancing in the direction of Bay Territory in the northeast. He sneered and said:
"The Church of Eternal Life should really enjoy this gift!"
Standing next to him, Bloodhand Kahn quickly mounted his horse and chased after the fleeing members of the Church of Eternal Life in the distance.
The fire was lit by the Church of Eternal Life, but the celebration belonged to the other cultists!
From this moment, the Northern Continent officially entered a time of chaos!
Various catastrophes and destruction would emerge one after another!