Chapter 122 - C122 Divine Wrath!

Using the ability of Allen's preacher training regime, Alastar yelled, "Let there be light!"

Whoosh!

There's no need to guess, he shone in blinding white light that illuminated the night of the auctions.

"Pin!"

"Chain!"

"seal!"

Word by word, Alastar attacked the two of them. Then, they were captured without much resistance.

Well, that is to be expected. After all, Alastar is already a saint. He became a saint when he succeeded the Plague Priest's position in the Plague River Church.

After that, he spread his threads and located the golden eggs and the Egyptian staff.

Even if they were high ranked from the Plague River Church, they cannot afford to be delayed because they cannot be tangled with the higher-ups of humanity.

"Presumptuous Bastards, do you look down on us?"

An old man came out of the stage while holding a lock that had an ancient vibe.

"Seal!"

He yelled. Then, lights flew towards Alastar. And, as the lights flew closer to him, he could feel his spiritual energy hardening as it was beginning to be sealed.

Unfortunately for the old man, Alastar is not using his spiritual energy for an attack. He simply used it for emergencies in the case that he ran out of faith energy and support.

However, it could not be denied that even his faith energy had rather gone a bit sluggish. Still, it was more than enough to subdue the old thing, Master Cody.

"Ignorant fool, I am the representative of the Divine Spirit of Life and Death. Drop!"

When Alastar said the world drop, Master Cody felt his weight increase all of a sudden. It was as if he was carrying a world on his shoulders. Then, not long after, he was crushed to death.

"Found it! Prepared for our escape!"

As his threads located the items that Allen commanded them to get, Alastar decisively commanded for them to leave.

In the next second, the items that they wanted to get were already in Alastar's hand which he kept in his storage tool.

Furthermore, he did not forget the two traitors. He is planning to take them with him to take them in custody for imprisonment.

Whoosh!

Just as they stepped towards the exit of the auction house, a missile greeted them, 'hello'.

Shing!

However, Alastar and the others are not the only ones that had come here. Although the others did not enter the auction house, they waited outside just in case something like this happens.

"Thank you, Jake," Alastar thanked the man that chopped the missile.

Just like him, jake is also a bearer of Allen, the Divine Spirit of Life and Death.

"No worries senior, Alastar," he replied while sheathing his broadsword.

Unlike Alastar, Jake followed the training regime of a knight.

"How many are coming?"

Alastar enquired about their enemies.

"None, they knew that they cannot defeat us. However, I think they will be resorting to using their scientifically manufactured explosives."

Hearing that, Alastar's expression turned sour. Despite being a prophet, he knew that he would be gravely injured if he was hit. Furthermore, if that happens, the others that are weaker than him and Jake would surely die.

If that happens, it would be a loss for Allen. Or at least, they thought it was.

"We must leave immediately. Wind!"

Just as Alastar said the word 'wind', they began floating as they were carried by air. This may not be wind manipulation; however, this is already close to it. Or perhaps, it was even higher.

Whoosh!

Before they could leave far away, they were bombarded by another set of missiles. At this moment, the citizens of the base also started evacuating. The situation is rather dangerous for them.

"Nine Swords of life. First Sword – Life!"

Jake used his swordplay and created a sword light as he swung his sword.

Wherever the sword light passes by, there would be cuts in its way. If passes a building, it would be split into two.

However, that is not all. The life energies in the surroundings would also be stirred and would grow the plants and woods.

If one looked from the bird's eye view, one could see as if the flowers and bushes growing in the city astoundingly.

Of course, there s no time to observe such, the situation is rather precarious, at the moment.

"Jake, can Izabel help us?"

In the Plague River Church, there were only three bearers as of now, Jake, Alaster, and Izabel. However, Izabel was injured when she dealt with Niku and was still recovering.

"I'm not sure. However, she will try to follow us as soon as she could."

"Jake, take the eggs out of here. I will cover for you. Deliver it to our Lord at all cost"

Alastar knew that they could not escape this way. Thus, he had decided that he will sacrifice himself for their Lord.

This is a tough decision to make. However, he knew that this will be for the Lord that they serve. His loyalty did not waver even with the thought that he will die.

Meanwhile, Jake went silent for a while. However, as he saw the determination in his eyes. He gritted his teeth and agreed.

"I will do it, the three of you follow me. We will deliver this to our Lord."

Thus, the four of them had decided to leave while the others stayed alongside Alastar. However, Alastar would not let them sacrifice with him.

"What are you doing? Leave, let me sacrifice alone, you are the foundation of the church while I am only one of its pillars."

Alastar is rather furious, however, in the next second, his expression went soft as he continued, "if I die…there are plenty who can replace me. Just promise that you will never betray our Lord."

Hearing what he said, the members of the Plague River Church had teary eyes. No matter how much they liked to help him, Alastar's words resonated in their ears over and over again.

"Why are you like that? Death is just an end to a chapter. Remember who we serve…the Divine Spirit of Life and Death."

With that, they reluctantly wiped their tears and ran away.

"Divine Wrath!" Alastar yelled with a blissful expression.

The Divine Wrath is a sacrificial spell for Allen's bearers.

They will fuel the Divine Mark with their life energies which would in turn give them power beyond their limits.. However, once they began channeling their life energies, they could no longer stop, which would result in their death.