Chapter 647: We Were Wrong, We Shouldn't Have Believed Those Lies

Chapter 647: Chapter 436: We Were Wrong, We Shouldn’t Have Believed Those Lies

She was surrounded by piles of all sorts of dazzlingly advanced equipment.

The devices emitted a faint blue glow that intertwined with the dim lighting, creating a futuristic yet mysterious atmosphere.

Lin Wanwan sat before her workstation, her ten fingers dancing across the keyboard like nimble performers. Each keystroke produced a crisp, rapid sound that echoed throughout the sealed bunker.

Her brows were knitted tightly, and a dense layer of sweat had formed on her forehead. The beads trickled slowly down her cheeks and dripped onto the keyboard, but she was completely oblivious.

“Hmph. You hypocrites. Did you really think you could hide your dirty little secrets so well?”

Lin Wanwan muttered to herself, her voice filled with stubbornness and defiance.

All sorts of code and cracking strategies flashed through her mind.

She was completely immersed in this contest against the Bright Holy See’s quantum communication network.

Time ticked by, second by second. Lin Wanwan felt as if she were lost in a dark labyrinth, constantly searching for an exit.

Finally,

the rapidly scrolling code on the screen froze abruptly, as if hit by an Immobilization Spell.

Immediately after, a prominent message appeared on the screen: “Access successful.”

Lin Wanwan’s eyes lit up instantly, her delight unmistakable.

But when she opened the encrypted files one by one and saw their contents, the smile vanished from her face, replaced by utter shock and terror.

“This… these are the coordinates for blood sacrifice sites all over the world!”

Her voice trembled involuntarily, and her hands shook slightly, unable to believe what she was seeing. Lin Wanwan slowly raised her head and looked out the window.

The world outside was still peaceful. Sunlight bathed the land, and people went about their business as if nothing had changed.

But inside, it felt as though a bombshell had been dropped in her heart, setting off a tidal wave of turmoil.

Just then, a news report suddenly came on the bunker’s television.

The screen showed a crowd of angry citizens working together to topple a statue of Chu He.

‘This must all be the Bright Holy See’s doing!’

A flame of fury flickered in Lin Wanwan’s eyes. She clenched her fists tightly, silently vowing to expose the Bright Holy See’s conspiracy and reveal the truth to the world.

…

「Meanwhile, in a secret chamber at a remote branch of the Bright Holy See, the atmosphere was chillingly grim.」

The secret chamber was filled with the faint stench of blood and decay. Mysterious and bizarre symbols hung on the surrounding walls, looking particularly sinister in the dim light.

Kane, the former Grandmaster of the Temple Knights, stood silently in the center of the chamber.

“I followed so blindly and committed unforgivable sins.”

Kane murmured, his voice filled with remorse and self-recrimination.

He slowly extended an arm, an arm covered in the marks of time and the scars of battle.

His hand trembling slightly, he picked up a sharp dagger.

The dagger glinted coldly in the dim light, as if it, too, was trembling at what was to come.

Kane gritted his teeth and slowly drew the dagger across his arm.

Blood gushed out instantly, falling to the floor—DRIP, DRIP, DRIP—and pooling into a dark red puddle.

As the Holy Blood dripped, eerie, blood-colored Runes gradually appeared beneath his skin. The Runes seemed to have a life of their own, squirming slowly under his flesh.

This was the Self-Destructive Curse the Light God branded into the bodies of his Clergy. Once triggered, it would bring unimaginable consequences.

‘It’s time to atone.’

Kane took a deep breath, a hint of relief in his eyes.

He carefully tucked a Forbidden Scroll into the ring on a carrier pigeon’s leg, then gently opened the chamber window.

The pigeon flapped its wings, carrying Kane’s atonement and a secret that would shake the world,

as it flew toward the east.

…

「Back at the Royal Palace of the Great Xia Empire, the carrier pigeon Kane had released slowly descended.」

The air in the Royal Palace was fresh and the scenery pleasant,

but at this moment, no one was in the mood to appreciate the beautiful view.

The experts of the Great Xia Empire quickly gathered around, their eyes filled with vigilance and curiosity.

They carefully removed the scroll from the pigeon’s leg ring and clustered together, anxiously deciphering its contents.

When they learned the terrible truth—that the Light God needed to devour a million souls to descend—everyone’s expression became exceedingly grave.

Their eyes showed shock, anger, and worry.

“We absolutely cannot let this happen!”

one of the experts said furiously.

…

「That night, a startling turn of events quietly unfolded.」

Three thousand Templar Knights, who had been lying low in various countries, assembled at the same time.

Their hearts were filled with reflections on the past and resolve for the future.

One by one, they tore off the emblems symbolizing the Bright Holy See, threw them forcefully to the ground, and stomped on them.

“We will no longer be puppets of the Bright Holy See!” a young Templar Knight shouted. His voice echoed in the night sky, filled with power and hope.

His eyes revealed a sense of liberation and a pursuit of justice.

The other Templar Knights responded in kind, their voices merging into a powerful force.

Night fell, the darkness so thick it was almost tangible, pressing down heavily upon a land destined for a baptism of blood.