Chapter 717 - 396: Lopasman

"Quick! Get on the boat!"

"Brian... it’s up to you!"

Intense warfare spread across the entire port as the leader of the masked self-immolators shouted loudly.

Hearing his words, a tall self-immolator nodded, took a deep breath, and resolutely took out a piece of dark flesh, shoving it fiercely into his mouth.

With a painful scream, his body began to swell rapidly, muscles violently bursting through his skin, transforming into a human-shaped monster engulfed in raging flames.

With a roar, he charged toward the soldiers, braving gunfire and blades, stirring up a bloody storm, using his body to block the advancing Empire soldiers.

Besides him, other self-immolators gritted their teeth, willingly sacrificing themselves, holding the rear.

Under their cover, the self-immolators finally had a moment to catch their breath, quickly retreating towards a ship.

They paid a heavy price, but as long as they could leave, it was a success.

Unfortunately, things didn’t go as planned.

"The Lord of the Majestic Stars, the Watcher of the Endless Starry Sky..."

A low murmur arose.

A mass of dark clouds suddenly appeared in the sky.

Then, a massive meteor with flames burst forth, its immense power directly destroying one of the retreating ships, even crushing several self-immolators.

"Even though I don’t know how long this meaningless resistance will last."

"But since you’re here, none of you will leave."

With a cold laugh, a believer dressed in an Extreme Night Church believer robe, holding a Mark, emerged from the twinkling starlight, blocking their retreat.

Seeing this, the self-immolators’ leader’s heart sank to rock bottom.

But just as he was about to grit his teeth for a desperate fight, an unexpected event occurred.

"You don’t get to decide."

A calm voice suddenly sounded beside the Extreme Night believer, causing his pupils to shrink as he looked around in terror, trying to find the source.

Soon after, he was horrified to discover his body turning into tiny particles of dust, quickly disappearing from foot to head.

"No..."

The shrill scream had not fully emerged when the Extreme Night believer completely vanished.

The self-immolators’ leader looked on in stunned disbelief.

But he quickly realized this was not the time for hesitation, and hurriedly turned to organize his companions’ retreat.

"Roar—"

"You... damn bastards!"

"One day, you will all go to Hell!"

The man named Brian left a final roar, his scarred body finally giving out, exploding with a bang into scattered remains.

The self-immolators managed to retreat successfully.

Compared to many painful defeats, such a bloody success could even be considered relatively better.

Shatoru leaned against the railing, removed the mask from his face, and breathed a heavy sigh.

Looking at the blue ocean, his heart was filled with confusion.

He couldn’t understand why this world was so cruel.

The Church and nobility wantonly bullied others, treating people like livestock to be slaughtered with impunity.

If such a world collapsed, perhaps it wouldn’t be such a bad thing...

He raised his head, looking at the crack in the sky, a thought emerging in his mind.

"The oppression of the gods will come to an end."

"Are you interested in adding a spark to this blaze?"

A deep voice reached Shatoru’s ears.

He turned abruptly, only to see a man who had somehow appeared beside him, calmly gazing at him.