Cthulhu Gonfalon

Translator: Sigma Editor: Sigma

Before today, no one really knew that Sean could practice spells. Everyone only considered him a good swordsman. But from today on, no one would only regard him as a swordsman.

His ability to practice spells was stunning, and the first spell he practiced was the "God Descending Spell," which was the most advanced one among all the magic spells a priest could ever practice.

The so-called God Descending Spell was a spell that could make a God come to the human world; to be more specific, via this spell, one could bypass the restrictions set by the God of Life to a certain degree and make it possible for a God to send his doppelgänger to the human world. This doppelgänger was as powerful as the God himself, and was powerful enough to defeat any legendary strong man or half-God. It could even change the direction of the development of a certain country or the whole world.

However, it was not that easy to practice this spell. To do so, one needed to be able to continually provide magic energy and had to carefully calculate the energy of this spell, otherwise, not only would the doppelgänger not appear, but the spell would also cause an explosion.

Sean was obviously an advanced spell-caster; he managed to have good control of this magic spell to steadily and successfully perform it.

The wind was blowing fiercely, accompanied by smoke and fog. At the same time, a huge ball of viscous liquid appeared in the air right next to Haley, who was trying hard to summon the augmented shadow of the Holy Kingdom of the Goddess of Harvest, and completely shrouded her.

Haley was glowing bright green and wanted to get out from the viscous liquid, but as she tried, the viscous liquid began to glow green and absorb all of Haley's green light and tightly trapped her.

Seeing Haley was going to be devoured by the huge ball of viscous liquid, the chatelain of Garth City, Joseph, finally made his move.

He held a green long stick and wanted to penetrate Sean's heart from behind. Clearly, he would not show any mercy to Sean, and if he managed to hit him, Sean would definitely die!

As soon as the long stick touched Sean's clothes, it could no longer move forward, not even an inch. Of course, it was not because the stick hadn't reached its point, but it was stopped by Sean's magnificent magic power.

Joseph frowned, then he snapped his fingers, and immediately, many seeds of various colors appeared in the air and turned into bizarre plants. These vines and roots reached out toward Sean. The plants were all the same; they could absorb others' magic energy.

Of course, Sean didn't want to be twined by the plants. He had to stand still to keep the magic working, but this didn't mean that he couldn't find a way to fight back.

Sean whistled loudly and suddenly six or seven people jumped out and blocked the bizarre plants with their bodies. Obviously, these dangerous plants instantly ripped into their bodies with their roots and vines. Even so, these men were not afraid at all, instead they opened their arms and hugged the plants.

The next moment, their faces began to turn dark green and their bodies started to wither and became like dried branches. Soon, the dangerous and powerful plants became infected and also began to turn to dark green.

After a short while, both the men and the plants turned into a pile of intertwined, dried, hard lumps.

Seeing this, Joseph frowned. Since he had no idea when his own son had become so capable, he knew this was the magic spell of the God of Quagmire, which could turn everything into the dried wood.

Normally, the Goddess of Harvest and the God of Quagmire didn't fight with each other while their priesthoods were in conflict. The Goddess of Harvest was patron of fertility and affluence, while the God of Quagmire was patron of infertility and decay. Their Holy Kingdoms were totally different opposites: one was the "fertile land", while the other was the barren "withered woods and quagmire." Both of them were Gods of Nature, which further showed that they were each others' natural enemies.

As the high-ranking figure of the church of the Goddess of Harvest, Joseph knew all the tactics of the church of the God of Quagmire. He waved his hand, and immediately some more seeds flew out. This time, they were not flying to Sean, rather, they flew up and fell down onto Joseph himself.

Instantly, these seeds began to grow and flourish, as if they received nutrients from Joseph's body. Some of them turned into armor, some turned into a magic weapon, and some intertwined on Joseph's long stick, turning the green stick into a branch full of green leaves, making it look more lively.

Behind this lively scene was the terrifying intention of killing.

Joseph waved his stick again. Bang! It hit Sean's head.

Since the followers of the church of the God of Quagmire lacked the divine spell that could greatly enhance one's force, the best way to offset this disadvantage was to firstly enhance himself via the divine spell and then fight the enemy by using force.

That was happening right at this moment, and Joseph could not save Haley in time but could only stand aside, watching her being devoured by the doppelgänger of the God of Quagmire. The huge ball of viscous liquid was slowly wriggling and one could hear the sound of chewing from time to time. Countless blood streaks appeared on the surface of the viscous liquid, and whoever saw this would be frightened.

Haley, the principle officiant of the church of the Goddess of Harvest, was eaten alive by the doppelgänger of the God of Quagmire!

However, after the God of Quagmire devoured Haley, its body suddenly trembled and began to float up to the sky while slowly contracting.

"Sh*t!" Ray was terrified and immediately sheathed his sword without explaining to others why he did so. Then he grabbed Rank with one hand and Liv with the other, and asked Steele to hold up young Nice. Then he quickly ran away with Madame Teague to the place that was close to the bay.

The plaza was now in complete chaos, and while they ran, there were many people who tried to stop Ray from time to time. Ray just kicked them away without hesitation, and they rolled on the ground like gourds.

Now was the time to run away. Ray had no time to explain to these men who were trying to stop him!

Very soon, Ray could hear the wind rustling behind him. His eyes were wide open, and then he threw both Liv and Rank in the direction of the bay. In the blink of an eye, he turned around, pulled out his sword and was ready to fight.

Right at this moment, countless sticky liquids spurted from the embodiment of the God of Quagmire, as if it was raining. The liquid moved as fast as an arrow from a bow, and the whistling sound was actually the sound of the air as it was penetrated by the sticky liquid.

Most of the viewers in the plaza were just ordinary people and could not possibly fight back in this situation. At least thousands of people were hit by the sticky liquid, those who were lucky enough were hit on their head or chest and would die cleanly. While the unlucky, their hands and feet were penetrated and their wounds immediately began to rot. After a short while, their whole body became a puddle of sticky liquid.

People were scared, and in great pain. Everyone was crying and whining, the scene was too horrible for anyone to look at.

Seeing this, Ray's eyes and head felt as if they were going to explode. On the one hand, he was quickly brandishing his long sword, trying to stop the sticky liquid that was moving as fast an a arrow, but, on the other hand, he was asking the viewers to run.

Anyway, he had made a difference. Under his protection, at least hundreds of people were hurriedly running toward to the bay.

But he could do no more, since there were still more crying and whining people that had been hit by the sticky liquid and many had already turned into a puddle of sticky liquid.

Only the strong men of the advanced level or the heavily armored warriors could stand the attack of the sticky liquid, but compared with the God of Quagmire's followers that were under the protection of the defense spell and thus would not be eroded by the sticky liquid, they were outnumbered.

At the same time, Sean lost and could no longer stand the combination of the magic spell and the martial arts used by Joseph, and was hit in the chest.

Crack! Sean's bone broke and he began to spit blood. He fell and slipped on the ground that covered in the sticky liquid and slipped into the long distance.

What a coincidence, he was slipping toward Ray.

Seeing this, Ray quickly brandished his sword and broke the surrounding ground and made him float above the ground for a while with some trick. Then Ray cut Sean with the vigour of his sword and Sean was wounded all over. At the same time, the sticky liquid was also gotten rid of.

"Steele, treat him!" Ray shouted.

After putting young Nice aside Madame Teague, Steele hurriedly came back and began to cast the spell. Immediately, a flash of white light fell on Sean, and then his wound began to heal, and his pale face also became a bit red.

"Don't… waste your time and energy…" Sean shook his head and forced a smile, asking Steele to stop helping him. "I… am going to die…"

"Something's wrong! There is an energy inside his body that has stopped his body from healing!" Steele exclaimed. "I can't get rid of it!"

While they were talking, blood flowed from both Sean's ears and nose, he looked really terrible.

"Stop talking nonsense! You made me do you a favor. You owe me this time!" Ray said angrily. "You prefer to do nothing to save him, so when he dies, there will be no need to return the favor to me. This is how you are thinking, right?"

Sean's smile waned, but he sounded a bit more energetic, then he said, "In fact… as for the answer… you have already guessed… haven't you…?"

Ray frowned and asked, "You mean this was all arranged by the church of the Noble Maids?"

"Who else would it be then?" Sean laughed and then he began to cough up more blood. He had a few big breath and said, "And… the Dim Moon…"

"What?!" Ray was shocked. "He was also part of this?"

"They… have… always… been an ally to each other…"

Ray could not help cursing, and then hurriedly asked, "What have you got to say? Spit it out! You want to bring these secrets to the grave?!"

"I have finished… the rest… has nothing to do with you… and if you know, it won't do you any good." Sean was heavily breathing and blood was still flowing from his mouth, "I am just a pawn… I am useless now… Don't be naive… and never be a pawn again…"

Then, his eyes began to shine green and a scary energy bustled inside his body, which made both Ray and Steele beside him immobile. As if the two were being pressed by a huge rock, they found it difficult to breath or think.

Suddenly, Sean managed to jump up and jumped to the center plaza by using up all his left energy.

Instantly, the sticky liquid that had covered the whole plaza began to flow toward him from all directions and quickly wriggled into his body like an arrow from a bow.

Sean floated in the air, and after a short while, his facial expression changed completely. One could no longer see any human emotion on his face, and his skin was dry as the withered vines, and smelly, dirty water constantly flowed from his eyes, nose and mouth.

A terrifying ball of light was shining in his body, the light of divine power.

At the same time, Joseph, who was fighting the huge sticky monster and was retreating one step after another, made a desperate cry. His body was also in flames.

The flame was green and the light of the divine power also shone in his body.

"Go!" Ray shouted and took Steele with him and ran away.