Chapter 639: No Reverence for Life, a Complete Madman Worse Than a Beast

Chapter 639: Chapter 434: No Reverence for Life, a Complete Madman Worse Than a Beast

He stumbled, his eyes filled with confusion and fear.

The young people around him ran frantically, bumping into the old man and nearly knocking him over several times.

Suddenly, a golden light enveloped the old man. His body began to turn transparent as he was slowly drawn up toward the sky.

The old man’s eyes widened in terror, and he muttered, “What’s happening… I don’t want to die…”

His voice was drowned out by the surrounding chaos, eventually fading into nothing.

…

In a school, children were in class when the sudden disaster threw them into a panic.

The teachers tried to calm the students, but they could hardly hide their own fear.

A young female teacher held several children tightly, trying to protect them.

But the mysterious power struck mercilessly nonetheless,

and one by one, the children were torn from her embrace, transforming into motes of golden light and flying toward the Holy Light Cross.

The teacher collapsed to her knees, devastated, tears streaming from her eyes. “Why? Why did you take them?!”

Her sobs, filled with despair and grief, echoed through the empty classroom.

Buildings across the city began to crumble under the impact of this mysterious power, sending bricks and stones flying.

People fled in every direction, but there was nowhere to hide.

The streets were filled with blood and bodies, and the acrid stench of blood hung heavy in the air.

The entire Great Jing Empire was shrouded in despair and fear, every corner filled with the people’s cries and screams.

As Ji Shengyue watched all this, her heart filled with utter despair. She had never felt so broken, so hopeless, nor had she ever despised herself so much.

Raphael stood by the altar, a cold smile playing on his lips and a calculating glint in his eyes. He turned and gave a quiet order to the Cardinals beside him, “It’s time for the whole world to know of Chu He’s crimes.”

One of the Cardinals immediately took out his phone and sent a text message.

Ye Lingyun frowned, not understanding what he meant.

…

Soon, the Bright Holy See launched a large-scale operation.

They used their connections and resources in the various empires to quickly launch a global live broadcast.

On the screen,

an envoy from the Bright Holy See dressed in a pure white robe spoke to the camera with a grave expression. “Everyone, we are now about to reveal a hair-raising truth!

Chu He, the powerful warrior once seen as a beacon of hope by people from all over the world in the Great Xia Empire, has now become utterly depraved.

In order to push his power to an even higher realm,

he has begun an unrestrained massacre in the Great Jing Empire.

Countless vibrant lives have been extinguished at his hands, and the entire Great Jing Empire has been turned into a Purgatory on Earth!”

His voice was passionate and stirring, as if he were truly crying out against the injustice done to those innocent lives.

As he spoke, an edited video appeared on the broadcast.

In the video, the streets of the Great Jing Empire were littered with rubble and ruins. People fled in all directions, their cries and screams mingling together. Blood stained the ground, and bodies lay scattered about in an utterly horrific scene.

However, the very few who were in the know would notice

that the video had deliberately omitted any sign of the Bright Holy See and the Vampire Clan.

All the blame for the disaster was placed squarely on Chu He alone.

Meanwhile, on social media platforms and news outlets in every empire,

a flood of accusations against Chu He also appeared.

A person claiming to be a survivor from the Great Jing Empire said tearfully during a live broadcast, “I saw Chu He slaughtering people in the streets with my own eyes. There wasn’t a trace of pity in his eyes—he was like a Demon.

My family and my friends all died at his hands. I barely managed to escape.”

His face was filled with such pain and anger that it was difficult not to believe his words.

A middle-aged man in a black robe with a somber expression

stood on a solemnly decorated broadcast set. He cleared his throat and said in a feigned tone of grief, “I once had the fortune of meeting Chu He. At the time, I just felt there was a viciousness in his eyes.

Thinking back on it now, that was the sign of a Demon.

On the eve of the disaster in the Great Jing Empire, I personally overheard him in a secret conversation with his subordinates. He actually said that to break through his power bottleneck, he wouldn’t hesitate to sacrifice every single person in the Great Jing Empire! There wasn’t a shred of reverence for life in his words. He’s a complete madman, worse than any beast!”

He shook his head and sighed as he spoke,

his expression making it seem as if he were truly heartbroken for those innocent lives.

Next, the screen switched to a young woman with a haggard face. Her eyes were brimming with tears, and her voice choked with sobs. “I escaped from the Great Jing Empire. I saw all of Chu He’s atrocities with my own eyes. He roamed the city, killing anyone he saw, not even sparing the unarmed elderly and children.

Once, I saw him lift a child high into the air and then slam him brutally onto the ground. The child’s blood splattered everywhere, but he just watched coldly, his face completely devoid of expression. He was like an emotionless killing machine. He doesn’t even deserve to be called human!”

Her tearful accusation moved many people watching the broadcast, who flooded the comment section with messages expressing their anger toward Chu He.

Then, a burly man walked onto the broadcast stage.

His face was contorted with rage, his fists clenched as he roared, “Chu He is a monster! I had a brother who just happened to get in his way, so he attacked and tore my brother’s limbs off, one by one.

My brother was writhing in agony on the ground, but he just stood there, laughing his head off. It was the kind of laughter that made your skin crawl.”