Right when the five elders of the Celestial Summit Pavilion were discussing.
In the distant, watchful Exotic Star...
The Holy Eye Venerable was hidden within a bizarre space, surrounded by endless black corruption, like a multitude of poisonous snakes coiling around it.
Those black serpents penetrated the void, as if drawing energy from the emptiness.
Amidst the dense black aura of the serpents, faint golden glimrs flickered.
Its thousands of crimson eyes suddenly opened wide.
Gazing at the divine statue that appeared at its chest.
"Humans... hehehe..."
"The malice of humans is truly the most exploitable treasure."
"For countless years, the power of human faith has amassed enough too."
"It is ti to bring down the ’god’ they have worshipped for millennia and deliver apocalyptic disaster upon them!"
With the end of these words.
The thousand eyes of the Holy Eye Venerable began to weep blood.
And the divine statue at its chest instantly shattered.
In an instant.
The statue’s face contorted grotesquely, emitting an eerie light and producing a spine-chilling, hair-raising wail...
The wailing sounded like a woman’s cry in the dead of night.
Haunting, grievous, neither human nor beast...
The cry pierced through the safe zone...
Reaching Blue Star...
The sky above Blue Star resounded with ghostly howls.
Countless ghosts wailed mournfully as if the end of days were imminent.
...
[Lighthouse Federation]...
People witnessing the doomsday scene were terrified beyond asure...
In plazas where towering divine statues reached the heavens, tens of thousands knelt before the statues, mouths continuously imploring the Creator for salvation.
As they bowed and worshipped, rays of golden light emanated from their bodies, converging on the stone statues.
"Did I see that right?... The statue ca to life?"
A sudden voice rang out in the plaza.
Those who were previously praying raised their heads upon hearing this voice, looking at the statues they were worshipping.
Golden light emanated from them, like a divine miracle bestowed by the Creator.
"Yes, it’s the Creator’s blessing!"
"Thank the Creator for finally saving his humble followers."
"Creator, I am willing to offer all I have, just to save your most loyal believers."
"Our Creator has descended! We shall rise to glory once more! Lead us to pillage resources!"
...
As prayers sounded, the statues, which were previously emitting black aura, seed to hear their voices. The golden light suspended in the air gradually turned into golden dust, drifting outward.
The golden dust, carried by the wind, accurately settled on every kneeling person.
Instantly, those touched by the dust turned ashen-faced, and in a re breath, they beca stone statues, just like the ’god’ they believed they were worshipping.
"Crack~"
A crisp sound emanated.
One of the nurous stone statues scattered in the plaza began shedding its black stone exterior, revealing its original form.
"After so long, I’ve finally succeeded in descending!" a voice filled with charm echoed in the plaza.
Those yet to be petrified were allured by the enticing voice, completely forgetting the petrification of those around them.
A woman with eerie snake hair, enchanting features, and a soft, pale white waist slowly rose.
At first sight, everyone’s attention was captivated by her alluring visage.
"So beautiful!"
"Is this the ssenger sent by the Creator to save us?"
"Is this the legendary angel? So beautiful!"
But the subsequent overwhelming stench soon brought them back to their senses.
Once clear-minded, they also noticed the people around them who had been turned to stone by the golden dust.
The petrified individuals possessed a faint golden glow that ascended into the sky, drifting toward the bewitching serpent woman.
"Ah!" dusa uttered a soft gasp as she absorbed the power of faith.
"The faith’s power is still too little," dusa murmured quietly.
Then, looking at the people below, she said, "Heh, you pathetic ants were crying out for us to descend and save this pitiful world of yours every day!"
"Now, the opportunity to save you has co!"
The enticing voice echoed, reaching each person’s ears.
Those who were captivated found it impossible to resist, turning their eyes to dusa.
They saw dusa’s eyes emitting a chilling and majestic light, scattering gold.
Anyone who locked eyes with her was instantly petrified.
anwhile, the faith’s power from those petrified drifted toward her.
Her previously black stone body, with the increasing number of petrified individuals and the absorption of more faith, gradually ford flesh and blood.
In just one minute, tens of thousands in the plaza all turned into lifeless stone statues.
"With just the faith and vitality of these thousands, it is insufficient. More faith and life essence are needed."
...
At the sa ti.
In the remote regions of [Lighthouse Federation].
The picture of Michael hanging in the church emanated golden light, and the clergy performing the liturgy mistook it for a miracle, kneeling and bowing to Michael’s image.
"The miracle of Archangel Michael has appeared; we are saved!"
At the mont this call erged, all the images of Archangel Michael in the churches transford into eyeballs, converging toward the sky.
Soon, the sky filled with dark clouds, and a massive spherical entity appeared. As more eyeballs gathered, the sphere gradually ford into a gigantic eyeball.
Surrounding the eyeball, blood-streaked eye orbs orbited like a planetary belt, wrapped into ribbons, each orb emitting a terrifying light.
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