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Chapter 314 The Acheron River, Dividing the Central Plains in Two
Chapter 314 The Acheron River, Dividing the Central Plains in Two
Having been severely weakened by the Sanctuary, the Tide Bishop was naturally defeated.
He was suffering terribly at that moment—the two men who had defeated him reeked of a foul stench and were forcing him to get used to the smell.
"Sniff... Hehe, Bishop, you smell wonderful. It must be some kind of rare and precious perfume, right?"
The alchemist grinned wickedly, and his companions even started recording a video.
"You two heretics, stay away from me... Quack, don't you dare stand there!"
"Saying no won't help! I not only want to weigh it, but I also want to make hundreds of millions of copies of this video for church believers around the world to watch!"
The young man chuckled maliciously, held the video camera close to the bishop's old face, and recorded his entire expression of terror.
"Although I don't really want to disturb your... well, enjoy your time, could you please hand him over to me?"
A slightly hoarse voice suddenly interrupted their actions.
"Who is it... Your Majesty?" The alchemist turned around and saw a bloody shadow that suddenly appeared behind him, and his heart trembled.
The young man also stood at attention. He suppressed his smile, put away the video camera, and brought the bishop in front of Blood Shadow.
Taking the bishop's bishop's hand, Mordy frowned almost imperceptibly and asked, "How long have you been in the sewers?"
"Uh, about a month?" The young man blushed, looking somewhat embarrassed.
Upon seeing this, the bishop's eyes widened. "Why weren't you blushing just now?"
"Shut up, old man. This is no place for you to speak." The alchemist glared at him, forcing him to shut up.
Modi waved his hand, letting the matter drop.
"Go take a bath first to get rid of the smell. If that doesn't work, just jump into the river. You can't possibly drown in the River Styx anyway."
They might not drown, but once they get ashore, they'll definitely be badly injured.
The two men were embarrassed and politely declined his offer, watching him walk away, holding the bishop's collar.
The bottom of the Acheron River, a tributary of the Styx.
The Church of the Tides in Epiruçal is now buried deep here, like an insect trapped in amber, where time has lost its meaning.
"This is your Tide Cult's church, doesn't it look familiar?"
Modi casually abandoned the bishop, and with a thought, the Styx water that filled the church vanished, replaced by the outside air.
Bishop Tide scrambled to his feet, his gaze toward the church complex.
With his eyesight, although he couldn't see the whole thing covering the church, he could still make out some details.
"The eternal nature of the ancient dragons... Are you immortal, or a resurrected ancient dragon?"
His voice was a little hoarse, as if he had encountered a hard-to-accept reality.
In fact, it is true.
His enemy: a heretical cult, united as one, possessing a wealth of advanced technology acquired from who-knows-where, and inexplicably fanatical about war.
Oh, and now we need to add one more thing: the enemy's leader is suspected to be an immortal or a resurrected ancient dragon.
His teammates, each with their own agendas, could not work together effectively; the church was already in decline.
Will we win against the Blood God Cult?
"Win your mother..." he silently cursed in his mind.
"Think whatever you want."
Modi didn't say it explicitly; he couldn't very well tell him that he could be both, could he?
"I'm bringing you back to this place because I have something to ask you," Modi said bluntly, leading him to a door in the church's underground area.
At first, the bishop was somewhat dismissive, after all, this was the church he had been in for more than ten years, how could he possibly get lost here?
No matter how well you know someone you're not, can you be as close to them as you are to a stranger?
Until he walked into a passage he had never seen before, surrounded by ancient brick walls and ancient runes that appeared and disappeared... everything here made him gasp in astonishment.
He's really not familiar with this place.
Is there a hidden room beneath the Tide Church? Could it have been used by the former bishop to hide young boys?
"Do you remember this place?" Mordy asked.
Bishop Tide opened his mouth, originally not wanting to reveal any information, and even considered lying to protect himself.
But all these thoughts vanished when he met Mordy's gaze and saw the inhuman, evil power behind those eyes.
"No, before this, I didn't even know this passage existed, let alone what was behind this door," he said honestly.
"Now you know."
Modi nodded to the bishop and then pointed to the gate.
"You, go and open this door for me."
"Ah, me?" The bishop's eyes widened suddenly, and he pointed to himself. "This is my first time touching this door, how would I know..."
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"Stop talking nonsense. With your status as the Tide Bishop, you can definitely do it."
Without saying a word, Mo Di grabbed his collar and pressed his face against the door.
He discovered this passage and this door after he dragged the church into the River Styx.
They have a long history and are suspected to be relics from the period when the Holy Domain was forged.
Modi had no idea what was inside, nor could he possibly see through the wall, because... it was solid, and there was rock behind the door.
The secret will not be truly revealed unless it is opened by verifying the door's credentials.
"This door was left behind by your predecessors. It contains a complex information reading device that can read information from within a soul through contact."
"As long as it can recognize the faith within your soul and the tidal authority corresponding to the bishop, it should be able to pass the verification and let it... oh, it actually opened."
Boom!
After a muffled thud, the door opened a crack first, and then slowly but firmly opened outwards.
The runes inside the passage flickered, like a conduit for transmitting energy. With each change in the brightness of the runes, a large amount of energy was being sent to the gate.
"What...what's inside this door?"
The bishop rubbed his old face. Just a moment ago, he felt as if a needle had pierced his brain and extracted his brain matter for testing.
He barely made it to the end of the verification process. When he opened his eyes, he saw the ancient door slowly opening, just as the heretical leader had predicted.
"A strange dimension, hmm... it should be the core of the Northern Sanctuary."
Modi clapped his hands, praising the wisdom of the ancients.
"That makes sense. Epiru City is the northern center of the magic circle. The Tide Cult should have been in charge of the water vein circuit, so it's normal that they would control the core of the northern sacred area."
"I just didn't expect that the core of the Northern Sacred Domain was not destroyed, but hidden in an outer dimension."
Bishop Tide listened to his words with a bewildered expression.
What is this guy talking about? What water veins? What sacred domain?
"Wait, you said the Sanctuary?"
It seemed like he had triggered some keyword, and he suddenly remembered a nonsensical legend he had heard before.
It is said that the church once used a great deal of manpower and resources to transform the Central Plains into a huge holy land.
At first, he just scoffed at it, thinking it was just a false legend.
If the church truly possessed such power, how could it have weakened to this extent?
But now, hearing the word from his own enemy, he realized that the legend might not be entirely unfounded.
"You don't actually think it's fake, do you?"
Modi chuckled, opened his arms, and said, "Haven't you noticed yet? The entire northern part of the Central Plains has been refined into my Sacred Domain. The diagram I used as a reference is your Sacred Domain Refining Array."
Not only in Epirud, but the heretical domain had long since encompassed the entire northern Middle-earth.
The bishop froze, leaned back, and took a deep breath.
The church seems to be truly in dire straits this time, falling victim to the very legacy they were supposed to inherit.
The waters of the River Styx surged again, engulfing the bishop's slightly plump body and dragging him into the water.
This is no longer needed.
The large hand reached into the darkness behind the door. Modi held back no longer, grasping the dimension behind the door and refining it in an instant.
With this, he obtained the final piece of the puzzle to complete the Northern Sanctuary.
Centered on the city of Epiru, his power radiated throughout the northern part of Middle-earth, connecting every ley line and waterway, and uniting the northern border with the land beneath his feet.
His power surged and increased dramatically; at that moment, he built a divine kingdom on earth.
"In the Holy Land, I felt incredibly strong."
Modi felt the power surging within him. Even though this wasn't the Sea of Blood, he was confident he could crush the seven immortals of the Forgotten Domain.
Furthermore, by leveraging his connection with the Sanctuary, he can gain an advantage in the revival of the Ether and obtain a larger share of the profits.
Even if he is no longer above the Holy Domain, at most he will lose the Holy Domain's blessing, and the power he greedily gained during that time will not disappear.
"Right now, I'm the only one enjoying this. Once others realize it, they'll probably make the same choice as me."
After a moment's thought, Modi decided to leave himself an out and not block other people's path to advancement.
Besides, he couldn't possibly devour the entire Itnity by himself; that's something only a god of light like a demon could accomplish.
If one's virtue does not match one's position, disaster will surely follow. He certainly doesn't want to suddenly die one day.
"Then let's divide the Central Plains in two."
His will hung above the sacred realm, facing south, as he raised his hand and made a distant sweeping motion in the void.
The Acheron River, a tributary of the Styx, flows from west to east, rushing down from somewhere in the mountains, like a natural chasm dividing the land in two.
The villages, people, and livestock along the way were unaware that the River Styx had passed by, and in the blink of an eye, they were moved to the riverbank by Mordi.
When they came to their senses, they discovered that a terrifying river had appeared next to their house.
After doing all this, Modi didn't even feel tired; he just felt like he had warmed up a little.
With the Holy Domain as his backing, he consumed almost no energy.
"With the natural barrier of the Acheron River, the southern churches can be prevented from moving north, and for us... it has no impact, only benefits."
This is not the Yangtze River, which treats everyone equally, but the Styx River, a tributary with double standards. As long as you are on his whitelist, crossing the river will not only be unimpeded, but you will also receive a series of extra benefits out of thin air.
However, without it, crossing the river will be fraught with difficulties. The Acheron River is also known as the "Feather-Sinking River" because even a feather falling into the water will sink to the bottom.
As for the idea of flying through the sky or crawling through the ground, Modi had already taken precautions against both.
The Acheron River flows through a place where terrifying spatial distortions exist, which can give unsuspecting intruders an unexpected surprise.
The Blood God Cult's recent series of actions have thrown the church into disarray.
While they were still struggling to deal with the Blood God's invading army, suddenly the northern cities lost contact.
The popes glanced north and immediately sensed that something was terribly wrong.
They used to be able to feel their faith from the north, but now, the Iron Curtain has fallen, severing the connection between the north and the south.
All they could sense was the evil aura of heresy.
"They're heretics, heretics everywhere! I don't want to see this tragedy!"
When a monk who had barely escaped learned of this, he was instantly killed in the church, and those around him immediately isolated him.
It was confirmed that the monk had contracted the blood plague, and his body was eventually cremated and purified.
"Most of those who escaped went mad. What exactly happened there?"
The first to speak was still the Pope of Life. Although he tried his best to maintain a calm expression, his slightly trembling hands betrayed him.
"It's impossible that they all apostatized, right?"
"This is absolutely impossible. Uh, wait, heretics have evil methods of large-scale mind control, so it doesn't seem impossible."
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Although the church also has a brainwashing agent called "holy hormone" that can brainwash people into fanatics, they claim it is holy water and say that only they can use it and other forces are not allowed to use similar methods.
Otherwise, it is evil mind control.
"In my opinion, the heretics have stolen the church's heritage and turned that place into their sanctuary," said Pope Black Moon.
After the incident, she immediately consulted many ancient books and found some clues... but only clues, without any details.
After reviewing the information she provided, the popes frowned, feeling as if something important had been taken away from them.
"The heretics have already achieved the creation of a sacred realm, and the northern part of the Central Plains has become a demonic land. We cannot allow them to grow stronger; we must destroy their sacred realm."
Upon hearing the Pope of Life's radical remarks, Mordy, who had already become the Pope of Ember, stroked his chin and did not stop him.
But what the Pope of Life said next was somewhat unexpected for Modi.
"To be honest, I have read through the religious texts and have some understanding of the Sanctuary. The core of the Northern Sanctuary is located in this city of Epiru."
"?" Mordy looked at the Pope of Life, wanting to ask him where he had learned about this.
If nothing unexpected happens, his next words will be: "We should form an expeditionary force and head to Epiru to destroy the ley lines that serve as our route. In this way, the sacred domain that the heretics have painstakingly built will surely fall."
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...That makes sense. "Modi twitched the corner of his mouth.
He had to admit that this decapitation tactic, given the Holy Land's recent establishment, could indeed achieve its intended effect.
The premise is that they can accomplish their predetermined goals right under Modi's nose.
I have a feeling that the old Pope of Life is planning something big. Could it be that he has someone backing him up? No, I still need to be careful and not expose the power of the Immortal.
He looked at the Pope of Life, who was wielding his authority, and offered a few words of opposition from the perspective of the conservatives, but his attitude was not firm; he was just putting on a show.
After a vote, the Pope of Life made the final decision to form an expeditionary force, determined to destroy the core of the heretical demonic land.
This time the Church was really serious. The expeditionary force was quickly assembled and deployed to the edge of the Sanctuary via a teleportation array.
Then they crashed headlong into the raging Acheron River.