Chapter 121 - A Fanatic

The second Planar Core Stone Box would be used for the Incinerate Anthem, so the other two Sacred Gears would be lost. While I wanted to obtain Vritra's Sacred Gears, as they would be pretty useful, but alas there was nothing that could be done.

At least, they won't be used in a war. Time for the Sacred Gears to re-appear wasn't short. Usually for the Sacred Gear to re-appear among the human populace took several decades at the fastest and usually the gap between the death of one user and the appearance of another was was century and more.

Especially Telos Karma, while it won't have any effect on me due to me being Fateless One, and nothing could affect my fate as it didn't exist in the first place.

Still, its usage in the war would be devastating. And that was only low-ranking equipment affecting Fate.

We were now searching for the abbey where the Church's top exorcist Robert de'Salle was hiding or whatever he was doing there. I only hope that all devils are prepared for the war, as this could easily lead to war erupting prematurely.

We are going to kill one Cardinal and one Exorcist with the rank of Paladin. Both of them were top-ranking people of the Church and greatly valued by Heaven.

What was now frustrating, that even one day later, we couldn't find that fuċkɨnġ abbey. It was probably protected by countless barriers and wards, making it very hard to find even for skilled magicians.

"What shall we do? The abbey is located in this mountain range, the location is right, but we cannot find it due to barriers."

Complained Rizevim, as I already was fed up with his whining. He just complained about this for several hours already, and it was annoying me like hell. Maybe he was doing it for that reason. He just wanted to annoy me.

Who knows, what is going in his mentally ill head.

"Simple, we will disrupt the flow of magic in an entire mountain range, forcing the barriers to reveal themselves."

I said.

This was simple, at least simple magical theory for me, and incomprehensible for others. If you are able to disrupt the flow of the magical particles in a certain area, you will cause some kind of reaction from all objects that had magical particles in them.

This method was usually used by Arcanists to search for any residual tracks of magic. In the Draconic Deus maybe only three or four people knew of this method, as theoretical magical knowledge was pretty low here.

Rizevim didn't properly understand what I was saying, so he just shrugged his shoulders, closed his eyes, and went to have his day-sleep.

I, on the other hand, took out a small ball-shaped arcanotech device and tapped it several times.

After one minute, I already could see some reaction from surroundings, and one huge around ten kilometers away.

"Get up you lazy ȧss. I have found them."

I said to Rizevim who was enjoying his sleep.

'Enjoy it... in future, your head will roll.'

I thought in my head, as I flew behind Rizevim as we finally arrived at the abbey. Breaking through the barriers was easy, as the flow of magicule particles was chaotic, causing the barrier's weak points to be even more vulnerable.

Soon we have entered the abbey.

The abbey, while wasn't exactly a huge place, still looked majestic in its gothic architecture and overall design. I used several detection spells and only one lifeform was detected.

"I know why have you come you, vile filthy creatures."

Said voice belonging to the middle-aged man clothed in a priest gown, with armor on his shoulders, arms, and legs, wearing the silver cross. He had brown hair and blue eyes, and several scars across his face.

He was one of the top-ranked exorcists with Rank of Paladin in the Church, Robert de'Salle. He looked at us with scrutinizing gaze before saying.

"Heathens, you will be smitten by the Almighty, and to think you can get a Sacred Gear? Foolishness."

Screamed Robert de'Salle as I noticed something was off. Suddenly he coughed up blood and collapsed on the ground.

Dead.

"Dead... fuċkɨnġ fanatic kills himself so we can't get his Sacred Gear."

I shouted in anger as I kicked his corpse several times in anger. While true I don't have another Planar Core Stone Box, but I had some spells that could extract Vritra's soul from the Sacred Gears. That would be a great catch.

Robert de'Salle probably knew he cannot win against two Satan-Class Lucifers, so he decided to kill himself, so at least we won't obtain his Sacred Gears. One must be admitted, and that the guy had courage. Or maybe he was so brainwashed by faith that he would kill even his entire family if it was a divine revelation.

Probably the second one.

"Fascinating, really. I never understood this kind of people... but still it is done. Vritra's Sacred Gear would need a century to appear and it won't affect tides of the upcoming war."

Said Rizevim as I nodded.

"Burn it down."

I said as I walked out from the abbey.

Divine Champion was mortal that was granted a Divine Power and his fundamental being was transformed into some kind of quasi-divine being.

Usually, gods under the Mighty Stage God won't be creating Divine Champions only extremely strong Greater Gods or those very rich would do something like that, as it required an enormous amount of Divine Power and Divine Crystals to create even one Divine Champion.

If Yahweh created Divine Champions out of users of Zenith Tempest and True Longinus, then things would get pretty messy.. They would be geniue powerhouses on the same level as Satan-Class.