From Secret Clan to the Divine Dynasty - Chapter 186

Chapter 186: Chapter 178: Burning Soul!

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The crowd watched the man with lifeless eyes slowly ascend, filled with fear. They wanted to scatter and flee but found that some powerful force was suppressing them, rendering their bodies utterly immobile.

Unbeknownst to them, the Sun God’s terrifying Bloodline domain had already enveloped the entire estate!

The man rising to the sky was like the sun itself, constantly emitting a gentle glow. Yet everyone felt a profound terror under the seemingly warm light, which was in reality more like acid capable of dissolving all humanity!

“Help!”

“Who exactly are you? Why are you doing this?”

“What should we do now?”

Nearly a thousand people in the estate wailed, wept, and were filled with terror; Bast was at death’s door, unconscious, while Zayne, Oder, and others displayed expressions of despair, believing their end was certain.

Watching his dear family members die before his eyes, Zavier stood motionless, expressionless, though his heart was bleeding inside. He knew very well that if he too perished, the Eagle clan would never recover!

But escape was impossible.

A helpless verdict, yet Zavier knew it to be the truth.

He fearlessly gazed up at the “Sun God” in the sky, when suddenly, he realized that the other was also looking straight at him.

A strong premonition suddenly rose in Zavier’s mind—the attacker’s target was him! All others killed were merely a distraction; he was the one who had to die at this wedding banquet!

So that was it. Suddenly, Zavier understood everything—the true mastermind behind the attack was none other than Viscount Bast himself!

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Perhaps all outsiders wouldn’t think so, but he knew Bast all too well.

Even the killing of family meant nothing to that man; it was merely a tactic to avert the suspicions of the outside world. Zavier deeply understood that Bast was a cold, heartless demon!

Under the domain of golden sunlight, Viscount Zavier took a deep breath.

He finally decided to use the trump card he had been concealing all this time, activating the Forbidden knowledge he had acquired from the Spirit Realm!

It was knowledge that came with immense power but terrible side effects, and from the moment he obtained it, “Black Hawk” had resolved never to use it unless absolutely necessary!

Deep down, Viscount Zavier knew the time had come to wield it.

The golden sunlight blanketed the earth. People were paralyzed, left to be slaughtered, their hearts filled with despair.

Suddenly, blue flames ignited on Viscount Zavier’s body!

All eyes were drawn to him; it was a blue flame unlike the golden light, the burning of a soul! It was the complete unleashing of something more vibrant and powerful than life itself!

In the radiance of the golden light, Viscount Zavier’s body began to move!

Everyone stared in utter disbelief at the man, finding it inconceivable!

Through the Forbidden knowledge of “Burning Soul,” Viscount Zavier released an unprecedented level of strength from his body, temporarily surpassing his natural Bloodline power and ascending to the level of a Monarch powerful expert!

However, his time at this zenith was terribly fleeting, and afterwards, all of his soul would surely burn out, resulting in a fate even more terrifying than simple death; all traces of him would be completely erased from the world.

Yet Viscount Zavier still chose to burn his soul. As the “Sun God” watched him, believing that the man erupting with power was about to strike, he found that it was not the case.

He slowly approached the unconscious Bast, his eyes filled with determination and resolute conviction!

There were merely seven steps between the two men.

A fighting spirit that Zavier had not felt in a very long time surged within his heart!

Many people thought of him as cold and unfeeling, even calling him a walking dead, seemingly devoid of human emotions.

But Zavier understood something—they were wrong; he had never truly locked away his soul!

Zavier simply did not want to suffer from loss again; to feel sadness, anger, or pain, he learned to endure, and only by withstanding every emotional storm could he possess the courage and strength to continue leading others.

For decades, he had moved on from so many losses—father, wife, son, daughter, and dear friends. He had long learned how to let his soul turn cold.

And now, that powerful soul was no longer icebound; instead, it blazed fiercely!

The azure flames astonished Byrne, Zayne, Oder, Vanessa, and others; they sensed that Viscount Zavier was unleashing a power extremely close to that of the Tempest Bishop!

Byrne couldn’t help but mutter to himself, “How did Viscount Zavier achieve this?”

Has he actually touched the threshold of the Monarch Level?

Admiration, astonishment, disbelief, and incredulity filled the onlookers’ eyes!

Zavier took a deep breath and stepped forward.

He took a second step!

Now, everything was about to collapse, and he had to do the last thing, the most important thing, which was to kill Bast Leone!

Bast!

I must kill you!

Everyone stared blankly at Viscount Zavier, and some even thought he was going to save Bast, seeing that every step the man in the black robe took seemed to make his knees bend, as if he had to overcome the tremendous resistance of gravity.

The third step!

Sweat beaded on Zavier’s forehead, trickling down his chiseled cheeks.

The longing in his heart was the driving force for progress; his eyes brimmed with determination and anticipation, and despite the immense difficulty, he still moved toward the feigned death demon under the pressure of the domain power.

He had to kill him, otherwise the Eagle clan would ultimately cease to exist and vanish from this world!

“I am a Discipline Upholder of the Lost Cult, and I am also the High Priest of the Lost Cult!”

“Solar Gold” suddenly spoke calmly to everyone, slowly revealing his “true identity,” which shocked everyone profoundly.

“From this day forth, all Lost followers formally declare war on Cyart and the major churches, He is the only True God, the master of all things in the world and will eventually become the sole faith of the world.”

In saying this, “Solar Gold” craftily did not specify exactly who “He” was.

Everyone was astonished, finally realizing that the attacker was someone from the legendary Lost Cult, and that the terrifying man in the sky was the self-proclaimed Discipline Upholder, whose position was that of the Lost Cult’s High Priest!

Byrne, Chris, and Vanessa had very complicated expressions, their faces showing a conflicted and ambivalent look as if, even faced with a life-and-death situation, they were still very conflicted.

They truly did not want to wage war against all the churches, nor did they want to issue any declaration of war, but they could only watch as this scene unfolded…

The next moment, “Solar Gold’s” voice suddenly rang out clearly across tens of kilometers, every person listening to his calm yet profound and powerful voice.

“Believe in Him, that is your path to life, or else what you will ultimately face is only death.”

“Solar Gold” slowly stretched out his hand, like a deity passing judgment on humanity, the shining sunlight converging upon person after person, killing many, while also taking special care of Zavier, who was making his steps.

The immense force heavily pressed down on Zavier; he seemed about to fall, trembling, yet he still took a fourth step, now close at hand with Bast.

They were only three steps apart.

The next moment, myriad beams of light pierced through his body; Zavier was severely injured and on the brink of death. Had he not been continuously Burning Soul, enhancing his strength without end, he would have lost his life force on the spot.

He still took another step, now only two steps away, but it was enough!

Zavier stretched out his hand toward the unconscious Bast, exerting all his power to activate the strong power of Bloodline!

Black shadows surged out from within, ready to kill Bast, who was without any defense, in an instant. And those black shadows quickly reached in front of Bast!

Zavier looked at Bast, feigning death and unconscious, and as if in a trance, he seemed to go back to a time long ago when he had already been the most outstanding member of his family, and Bast had been a young man hardly valued by the Leone family.

But from the very first time he saw him, he felt this person would be the greatest adversary of his life.

Indeed, he had not been mistaken; as a member of the Eagles, his vision was far-reaching, and he could clearly foresee many years into the future.

However, in the merciless struggle, even the Eagle could never reach the true demon…

At this moment, the dark shadow power was completely blocked by the golden light!

Even as Zavier’s strength had greatly increased, he was still fundamentally inferior to “Solar Gold,” and from the beginning, he never stood a chance to kill that demon.

All around, everyone was dazzled by the sudden intense light and nobody saw the moment when “Solar Gold” acted to save Bast.

Zavier failed.

His body erupted with golden light, his entire form riddled with cracks, gradually disintegrating, while his soul had burned completely, no longer able to maintain the fearsome power from just before, and the black shadows that surged from within dissipated into nothing.

Well then, good luck to you.

Bast.

“To my friend who believes you can play with fate and affairs of the world, I wish you good luck.”

The Eagle Lord gazed at his unconscious arch-nemesis; his eyes gradually losing their lustre, he passed away completely.

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