"I didn't expect... that this would be the case."
At this moment, the educator looked towards the direction of the Cathedral of the Church of Light with a little shock. For a moment, his expression was filled with gloom.
After listening to the historian's advice, he did intend to use the saint as bait to lure the young man to attack and kill him, but... not at this time.
The reason was simple. The educator was not yet fully prepared. As an important backup to ambush and kill the young man, the blood-refining barrier had only just been planned for the secret ritual and there was no time to prepare the blood-refining sacrifice.
Although this blood-refining barrier could be considered barely completed, it could only exert one tenth of its power, far from what the educator said, that there was a 70% chance of causing irreparable injuries to the young man.
The nodes in this can actually be explained with a little thought.
... The suggestion was made by the historian, who could of course also tell the other directors directly in a confidential way the news that the educator intended to reveal only after everything was ready.
Or maybe the young man himself is a historian and he could just start attacking and killing people while they are still unstable.
The educator knew very well that this was his chance to severely injure the teenager, but it was also an opportunity for the teenager to severely injure himself.
"The historian's position is still confusing."
The educator narrowed his eyes slightly and looked at the cruel and bloody scene outside the church.
Apart from the few people he killed to avoid being swept away by the crowd, there were dozens of people who died at the hands of the young man in the moment of the attack. It was difficult for him to stop his Bloody Axe Wind when he was using all his strength.
In order to avoid being noticed by the saint in the church, the boy had to be outside the opponent's vigilance range, and launch an attack in an instant with the fastest movement and the smallest noise.
This is the most efficient way, even if it costs dozens of lives.
"How... cruel," the educator couldn't help but sigh.
In the past, the "company" would have needed to consider certain impacts, but at this time when the collapse of boundaries had to be initiated at all costs, even the directors had fallen into calm madness.
However, for educators and pioneers, this calm madness has been maintained for a long time and has not changed until now.
Since we are trying to reduce everything to nothingness, dying now or dying soon is just a difference in a short period of time, so there is no need to worry too much about it.
"Well, even though the current blood-refining barrier is only a half-finished product, it can still increase our chances of winning. If we miss this opportunity, we will have no chance to strangle the boy."
The educator pondered for a moment, then slowly raised his hand and began to release the power he possessed.
It's not just about using, but about owning.
The surging waves around them suddenly froze at this moment, and the movements of the people who were escaping in fear gradually became slower until they stopped completely. Their expressions also gradually became dull, and finally turned into expressionless ones.
At the same time, the educator's face turned pale, so pale that it looked a little sick, like a patient who had been ill for a long time.
—The "Ashes of Annihilation" field unfolds, covering the blood-refining barrier.
Within the domain, all life will be stripped apart and then marked with the mystical mark of the blood-refining barrier, marking them as blood-refining sacrifices.
Once activated, all beings within the domain that become blood sacrifices will be transformed into the educator's blood slaves.
Unless one is a member of the "Pioneers" or one's abilities are not much different from those of educators, one can avoid such a fate.
"It's a pity that the quality is too poor. Without the Awakened, the blood of ordinary people... has an embarrassing effect, but at least it can be used."
The educator slowly walked towards the Cathedral of the Church of Light, sensing the changes in the situation inside while waiting for the right opportunity.
He saw the archbishop who was killed in place of the saint, he saw the saint who escaped the young man's beheading, and he saw the young man standing with an axe in his hand.
However, during the confrontation between the young man and the saint, the educator was caught off guard by the fact that the saint would choose to die on her own initiative.
"How come my legs can move again? No, that's not right... It's not that my legs can move again, it's that some force is forcibly supporting them to move."
He moved his legs as if he was leaning on a crutch.
Educators are no strangers to this kind of power.
"It turned out to be... the power of the White Witch." The educator's pupils shrank sharply, "With only a trace of the White Witch's power brought back by the ritual vessel 'Sky Bead', combined with my own power... can it be used to this extent?"
Such a wonderful talent is truly a wonderful genius to become a "pioneer".
However, the educator scoffed at the saint's plan to die to protect her sister. Even if she could save her life now, what would be the point? She would still die in the coming great annihilation.
"With such a powerful talent, we must not let the Theologian die in this battle. She will be of great use."
At this point, the educator had made up his mind. He was always aware of the ever-changing situation in the church and was ready to take action at any time.
Just as the young man raised his axe and set off a bloody storm, the educator suddenly tightened his movements and whispered,
"Now!"
All lives marked with the Blood Refining Mark were instantly transformed into blood slaves, and the surging blood flowed into the "Ashes of Annihilation", attacking the young man the moment he made his move, when he was at his weakest.
But... unexpectedly, the boy actually held back. It looked like he was trying his best, but in fact he was just making some show.
Before this, the young man had already noticed the educator lying in ambush in the dark, but he just couldn't determine his location, so he kept his troops in place. When confronting the saint, he put in one point of effort and kept nine points for himself, ready to deal with sneak attacks from the "pioneers" at any time.
"What a... shame."
The educator knew that there was no point in hiding any longer, so he shook his head and slowly walked into the Cathedral of the Church of Light.
Countless blood men stood inside and outside the church, becoming his blood slaves, providing sacrificial services for his blood refining barrier, and gradually becoming a part of the blood refining barrier.
"As I expected, it's you, sir." The young man put down his axe and smashed it hard, creating a wave of air. "I haven't seen you for a few days, and you've become much smaller. I'm afraid... you don't have much life left, right?"
"It's just each other. You look the same now, young man." The educator's expression remained unchanged and calm.
Many years ago, they were fellow travelers.
Many years later, they have become strangers.
Inside the solemn cathedral, the murderous aura and the pungent smell of blood mixed together. The sacred place in the past had now completely turned into a devil's hell.
Everywhere I looked, I saw figures stripped of their lives and covered in blood.
Wooden and dull, like fish on a chopping board.
"What's this?"
Stasha looked at everything in front of her blankly. She suddenly felt that everything became so blurry, as if covered by a thick layer of blood mist, and she couldn't see clearly at all.
"Sister...Sister..."
"Where are you... "
Where is my sister
Why can't she find her sister
I just vaguely remember that my sister suddenly stood up and, in order to protect herself, took the initiative to walk towards the terrible and terrifying demon.
"Survive."
The memory of my sister's words still lingers in my mind.
"No, don't..."
Sister, don't go...
Stasha raised her hand with all her strength, she wanted to hold her sister's hand and stop her from dying.
But what about the hands
My hands... I can't move them.
No, not just my hands... I can't even move my body...
My sister flew backwards, and I could vaguely see that her legs had been cut off. After that, everything was sank in an insoluble blood color.
Is my sister... already dead
"Stasha...Stasha..."
The bewildered voice no longer had the gentleness of the past, and what remained was only hesitation and panic.
Sister, I'm here!
Stasha heard it, Stasha is here!
elder sister...
Stasha tried her best to scream hysterically, but her sister seemed to hear nothing...
This is... why
Finally, at this moment, all the blood in her vision gradually faded away, and Stasha saw herself in her present state, as well as her sister who was lying on the ground looking up at her.
Covered in blood and flesh, no longer the same as before.
I'm already dead.
After realizing this, an intense pain came over me, as if my whole body was being cut by a thousand knives, and every part of it was in excruciating pain.
"It hurts, sister..."
My consciousness gradually became blurred, but the pain became clearer.
I couldn't even move at all.
As if she had heard her sister's call, Alyssa used up all her remaining strength, stood up again, and stumbled towards Stasha, who had turned into a bloody person.
But as he got closer, he slowed down his movements and hugged his sister gently.
"Sister is here... Stasha, don't be afraid... It won't hurt... It won't hurt..."
Countless hyphae emerged from Alyssa's body, gradually spreading and pouring into Stasha's body, trying their best to save her life that was stripped away by the blood-refining barrier and retain her dying consciousness.
"Um?"
The educator, who noticed the unusual changes in the blood-refining barrier, paused for a moment, and looked away to the "theologian" behind him. He saw the mycelium emerging from her while she was holding her sister, and her long flaxen hair had turned pale, which was shocking.
... No way? With just that little bit of White Witch's power, could she really achieve this
Could it be that...
The educator's mind moved slightly, but before he could think about it carefully, the young man did not leave him any chance to be distracted.
Their strength is only comparable. Even if they were to fight head-on, they could die on the spot if they were not careful. Not to mention that at this moment when the situation is tense and they are confronting each other, they actually dared to divert their attention to other things.
The young man who had been on the battlefield for a long time would certainly not miss this opportunity. In an instant, his skin cracked inch by inch, emitting a bloody aura that was almost condensed into substance.
The originally skinny figure swelled up at this moment. In just a blink of an eye, the 1.6-meter-tall boy had turned into a 3-meter-tall giant. The huge axe, which was extremely disproportionate to his body size, also became a weapon that suits him well at this moment.
The young man raised his head, his bloodshot eyes filled with madness and cruelty, yet he still retained a trace of his last sanity.
The huge axe in his hand began a secret ritual. He had already merged with the huge axe and became the owner of the power "Death Will".
—Nineteenth in the strange sequence, “Xingtian” of “Sinthorn”.
"Accept your fate!"
The young man transformed into a giant and attacked fiercely. His roar instantly shattered all the glass windows in the Cathedral of the Church of Light. With just a sprint step, a large cracked hole was stepped out on the marble floor, and the whole church was instantly crumbling.
However, the educator, who was distracted for a moment, was instantly at a disadvantage. The blood refining barrier started to work again, and all the blood slaves who had been stripped of their lives gathered their blood again to block the cut.
But... As said before.
Few people could withstand a direct blow from the young man.
Educators are hardly an exception.
Even with hundreds of blood slaves defending against him, the educator's figure still couldn't be stopped from flying backwards, smashing the gate of the Church of Light directly and falling outside the church.
How could the boy give the educator time to catch his breath at this time? The awakeners of the "All Souls" path are best at repairing injuries, even if the educator's power is not specialized in this aspect.
He took another step forward, but this time he gathered his strength for a moment before rushing out like thunder, heading straight for the short figure not far away that looked like a kite with its line dropped. His speed was so fast that it even caused a series of sonic booms in the air.
It is hard to imagine how much strength it takes for such a giant to burst out at such a speed, but after this big step, the already shaky Cathedral of the Church of Light finally began to collapse slowly.
Countless pieces of rubble and wood rained down from the dome, burying countless blood in the rumbling sound of collapse.
But, in the next moment, the blood turned into a sea of blood and boiled instantly. The educator did not sit still and wait for death. Even though he was at a disadvantage and even though the young man suddenly turned the tables, it was not the time for him to be defeated.
The barely completed blood refining formation, as well as the thousands of lives within it, were the capital that enabled the educator to compete with the young man, or even to be slightly better than him.
The shocking blood color and the murderous aura that stung the skin suddenly broke out, turning the area of several kilometers into a battlefield and drawing everyone into the battle.
The nearby Cathedral of the Church of Light was shrouded in turbulent smoke and dust, and the aftermath of battle that flashed from time to time accelerated the collapse of the cathedral.
As the entire dome collapsed completely, the church could no longer hold on, and after a deafening roar, the Cathedral of the Church of Light, which was once almost comparable to the Anglican Cathedral of Victoria, was finally razed to the ground.
On the ruins of the church, in addition to the blood everywhere, there was also an abrupt paleness, struggling to resist the spread of blood.