Catastrophe Card King

Chapter 828: Chapter 262 Dark Sky, Dead City, 6,000,000 Undead Spirits

PS. Kevin, this one’s a bit rushed;

A quarter of an hour ago.

During the lively moments inside Flood Gang.

Upper State Prison.

In the depths of the mining pit, in front of that Bottomless Pit.

A few mysterious individuals, uniformly attired in black cloaks and wearing masks, had long been waiting here.

Centering around that black hole, they set up an ancient and massive array.

In the pit’s opening, in front of that black stone tablet Leonard Churchill and Barre Shepherd had previously examined.

Two cloaked figures were meticulously reading the hidden content on the stone tablet.

If Leonard were here, he would instantly recognize one of the masks as that of the Pursuer of Light.

While the other was a strikingly attractive woman.

It was none other than Tracy Garcia’s mother.

Now the High Priest of the Orlan Remnants, Susu Garcia.

The two had already stood in front of the stone tablet for quite a while.

They also understood the cryptic texts on the stone tablet, which only members of the Illumination Secret Society and the lineage of Grandmaster Taren as “God Slayers” could comprehend.

In fact, there was more to the history of the City of Ember that Noah Wright had not mentioned to Leonard.

That included the mysterious force involved in the battle behind the last High Priest of the Taren Dynasty killing the Weeping Angel and completely erasing the Faith Pollution in the City of Ember.

That force was the Illumination Secret Society.

The current Thirteen Masked Knights.

Even these murals in the mine were left by the Pursuer of Light from three thousand years ago.

But the members of the Secret Society had always been few in number, and they’d always operated in the shadows of history, hardly known to others.

Furthermore, here lay a hidden historical truth unknown to anyone.

No one knew that this “Bottomless Pit” was actually a safeguard left for the Card Master Civilization by the leaders of two ancient organizations.

They knew that the contamination from worshiping the Ancient Gods could never be completely eradicated.

At the same time as cutting off contact with the Middle Earth Continent to stop the spread of the plague’s contamination, the seeds of trouble were already planted.

Having burned all the Classic Books, a Super Tier discontinuity was inevitable.

Without Top-level Card Masters, the Card Master Civilization would never be able to withstand a fully developed Ancient God Faith.

And the entirety of the ruins of Sinless City contained the super Restriction from that god-annihilating battle!

…

Before long, the two emerged from the pit.

Several Knights from the Thirteen had been ready for a while.

They took positions at each corner of the array.

There were people at only five positions of the Nine-point Star Array, with an ancient mask laid out at each of the missing spots.

In the center of the array was a corpse wrapped in Corpse-Wrapping Cloth.

It floated in midair.

Threads of Divinity were visibly being drawn out from the corpse.

And there stood the Pursuer of Light at the main position, with the Demon God’s Phantom materializing behind him, already infusing the Divinity from that corpse into his body.

At this moment, he had obtained a surge of Magical Power far beyond his original tier.

Although the two had never met before,

it was as if they had a tacit understanding, having cooperated many times before.

Seeing this, Susu Garcia said admiringly to the Pursuer of Light, “I didn’t expect you to have mastered the Domain to such an extent, surpassing even your teacher, Geoff.”

With humility, the Pursuer of Light replied, “Elder Garcia, you flatter me. You are the one I regard as having the deepest understanding of transcendence. It’s a pity that the New King of Orlan doesn’t value the significance of the High Priest’s legacy, impatiently rushing for restoration, entrusting those Ancient God Devotees from the Silver Moon Church…”

Susu Garcia did not deny it.

The internal affairs of the Orlan Dynasty were very complex – the causes behind the Old King’s death, the New King’s hidden issues, and certain ancient prophecies…

She wasn’t prepared to explain to outsiders.

She simply sighed lightly and said, “However, even with the support of the Weeping Angel’s divinity, it’s too much of a stretch for your tier to execute that God Skill. If you succeed in the Spell, you’ll still be risking your life.”

Hearing this, the Pursuer of Light shook his head, undeterred, “To dispel darkness, there must always be trailblazers. If the burning torch can illuminate the path ahead, then it holds value. Besides, even if I die, the Will of the Light Pursuer will continue.”

Upon these words, the other Knights remained silent in their atmospheres.

The atmosphere was solemn.

This was a group of people with the same beliefs.

Speaking of this, the Pursuer of Light turned to the outsider who did not belong to their organization and said, “As for you, Elder Garcia… now that the ‘Moon God’s Descent’ ceremony by the Silver Moon Church has been disrupted, the New King of Orlan must be aware. Your situation doesn’t seem too good…”

As the High Priest Orlan, going against the king’s orders was a capital offense.

But Susu Garcia simply responded lightly, “I have my arrangements in place.”

The lineage of the High Priest also had their own missions and responsibilities.

“I see,”

The Pursuer of Light nodded in acknowledgment and said no more.

Each of them had their own unshakeable beliefs.

Together, they waited.

Waiting for an opportunity.

Not too long after, suddenly!

The Pursuer of Light, as if struck by some mystic force, lost control, and a mouthful of fresh blood sprayed out.

Despite his grievous injuries, he bellowed, “The Silver Moon God Tree has descended, Count Nikola has revealed himself at Flood Gang. Act now!”

“Understood!”

At his word, a female Knight wearing the ‘Arch Fire’ mask immediately responded.

The Cards she had prepared in her hands disintegrated instantly, and the Spellbook floating in front of her glowed brilliantly as she exclaimed, “Domain·Void Promise.”

As her Domain spread out, the Demon God’s Illusion behind her surged with curse energy.

She disintegrated her second Spell Card in her hands and chanted the Spell in a beautiful voice, “What I illusion is reality… What I behold, the Great Sun, thousands of dawn rays, Lights shine the Land!”

In that moment, an incandescent Great Sun suddenly appeared within the array.