Chapter 1

Chapter 1

"Great apocalypse observer, Ashe Heath..."

Ashe sat on the icy stone seat, looking at the large group of people in black robes kneeling on the ground, kowtowing and praying to him. Under his cold and stern face, his heart was panicking.

This wasn't his fault. After all, his last memory was still in that damn mobile game company, working overnight until dawn to contribute residual value. The next second he suddenly came to this strange underground hall to receive everyone's worship. Anyone would be caught off guard.

What was even more bizarre was that Ashe could understand their language, as if it was his native language. He could grasp their meaning directly without needing to think about translation. As he gradually calmed down, he quickly came to the conclusion: he had transmigrated, and his soul had entered the body of someone with the same name.

Since he was young, many people had said his name sounded very fantasy-like. But Ashe didn't expect that one day he would really encounter such a bizarre event.

However, he didn't have the surname Heath, and it was precisely because of this that he could quickly determine that he was not dreaming.

Not only was the name the same, even the appearance seemed almost identical. Also, Ashe felt no abnormality in his body when he moved his fingers, toes and other basic parts. It was as if this was his original body, everything was so dexterous and natural that Ashe couldn't help but wonder if he had transmigrated to a parallel version of himself.

For the sake of convenience in addressing each other, and because they had the same name, Ashe secretly referred to the original owner of this body as 'Heath' in his heart.

But these thoughts were of no help to his current situation, because Ashe discovered that Heath had not left the most important thing for him.

That was memory.

Yes, memory!

It was as if when transmigrating, Heath's memories had also been formatted. Ashe had no idea what to do next. He even maintained the calm expression with a touch of evil on his face, afraid that others would notice any flaws.

Although the people under the stone seat were extremely respectful to him, if Ashe showed any flaws, they would be just as ruthless when their attitude changed as they were respectful now. After all, in their eyes, Ashe was an 'evil spirit from another world' who had obliterated the soul of the holy son Heath and occupied the holy son Heath's body, making him the real villain. Coupled with their strong religious colors, Ashe didn't think he could gain their understanding by saying "I'm actually the victim too".N0v3lRealm was the platform where this chapter was initially revealed on N0v3l.B1n.

But just sitting here was no solution either. Ashe was already having trouble maintaining the faint smile on his face.

Boom boom boom——

A rumbling vibration suddenly sounded in the underground hall. The people in black robes were overjoyed, throwing themselves to the ground, forehead to the floor, shouting in unison:

"Pray for the descent of the Lord!"

Ashe thought it was an earthquake and was about to stand up, but he realized his buttocks were like glued to the stone seat and he couldn't get up no matter what. Suddenly, dazzling colorful rays of light illuminated his eyes. Looking up, he saw four brilliant rainbow rays of light floating in the air, bringing color and endless warmth to the hall.

"Great apocalypse observer, Ashe Heath!"

They said in unison, as if millions were speaking at the same time: "The only pure person in the dark and muddy world, the last hero of the heavy earth, you shoulder the mission of saving the world, the mission of redeeming all living beings!"

"We will cross the silver celestial wheel to bestow power upon you, we will break open the golden celestial scales to bless your glory! Your name is sacred, your will is our will, your kingdom is the land of happiness for all living beings!"

" Ashe Heath!"

Unknowingly, Ashe found himself kneeling on one knee on the ground, respectfully lowering his head, waiting for the moment when glory would descend.

The red light on the far left said: "I am the master of hundreds of millions of rays of light, in charge of battle, courage and honor! I bestow upon you the angel of power to sweep away all your enemies!"

A female angel holding a long spear, with a pair of wings on her back, flew in front of Ashe. She wore red armor, her body only the size of a finger, but her aura was overwhelming. Ashe felt as if he could see mountains of corpses and oceans of blood in her eyes.

Now I have protective barriers and endless stamina. Let's see who else can defeat me!

Just as Ashe was secretly complacent, he heard the Blood Mad Hunter across from him scoff.

"That's it?"

The Blood Mad Hunter's face revealed a fierce grin. With a casual wave of his long sword, it instantly turned into a several meter long chain sword, sending out a dozen meter long blood red sword aura!

Ashe's sword aura was instantly swallowed up, the protective barriers on his body also shattered instantly. The entire underground hall was split in half by the Blood Mad Hunter's one sword, and a huge crack opened up under Ashe's feet!

Seeing the opponent easily defeat him, Ashe was stunned for a moment: "How is this possible..."

"You only have four two-winged chaos magic spirits, not even your own. Where did you get the courage to fight me, a three-wing Saint Domain warrior?"

With a swoosh, a violent wind rose up. Three wings emerged from the Blood Mad Hunter's back - silver, gold, and rainbow colored!

He retracted his chain sword back into a normal long sword form, then charged into Ashe's arms like an airborne dragon, running Ashe through the chest and nailing him to the stone seat!

Ashe had to sit back down again.

He vomited blood, staring blankly as the Blood Mad Hunter took a small lantern from his waist. Through some method, the lantern suddenly emitted a glaring bright white light.

The angels who were still trying to continue empowering Ashe let out desperate, hateful shrieks under the illumination of this white light. Their forms could no longer maintain the previous beauty, each becoming extremely ugly!

The power angel turned into a hideous mantis,

The wisdom angel decayed into a rotten fly,

The life angel melted into pale maggots,

The joy angel even turned into a stench of rot!

The blessings of courage, wisdom, joy and life quickly faded from Ashe's body. He was also stimulated completely sober by the pain in his chest. A confused look appeared on his face.

What just happened?

He was just an ordinary person who had transmigrated over. He didn't know any information, so why did he suddenly become so arrogant and impetuous, participating in a war unrelated to him?

This wasn't something a normal office worker who had been battered by society for years could do!

Just as Ashe was lost in thought, the battle in the underground hall had also ended. The black robed believers were no match for the Blood Mad Hunters at all.

The Blood Mad Hunter standing in front of Ashe took out a scroll from his clothes and unrolled it in front of Ashe, revealing the red stamped document inside:

"I am Blood Mad Hunter Gerard Wessminster of the Heresy Court. Hunter number 307791. The Heresy Court now suspects you are involved with the Four Pillars Cult's dissemination case, along with multiple kidnapping cases, homicide cases, robbery cases and other vicious crimes. This is an arrest warrant signed by the Heresy Court of Caimon City. If you have any opinions about our law enforcement, you can file a complaint at the front desk of Caimon City Heresy Court Branch Office at 233 Civitas Avenue, or directly give feedback to the mayor's mailbox."

"Now then." The Blood Mad Hunter put away the arrest warrant and took out a pair of silvery handcuffs. He personally put on this exquisite bracelet for Ashe, the corners of his mouth turned up, revealing pale white fangs.

"Four Pillars Cult leader, Ashe Heath, you are under arrest."