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Chapter 843 The Divine Body of the Old Era

Chapter 843 The Divine Body of the Old Era
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Dirasha's current life sequence is probably at... the top level of the old days? It's already vaguely about to break through the barrier of CCD.

What is certain is that this is not his limit, or rather, not the limit of the profound.

One of the important influencing factors was the faith affiliation of the people of gold.

If the entire temple and the entire Golden Kingdom willingly worshipped him as a god the moment the Deep took over Dirasha's divine body, then he should have already broken through the CCD or even reached a higher sequence.

Besides the place of faith, the Golden Tree definitely has other tricks up its sleeve to restrict the growth of the Deep.

Regardless of what other hidden tricks are in store, the issue of faith affiliation alone has not been going smoothly.

More and more of the Golden People were awakened to their true nature. They refused to kneel before the Deep and chose to stand with Jon Byrne. Although the vast majority of them were swallowed up by the Deep's creations when they refused to kneel, as the Boss of Topria said, this was a pride unique to the Golden People that outsiders would never understand.

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That's why Daisy insisted that Milo must save Byrne.

She could die, but not in such a valuable way, not to achieve a profound divinity.

The Golden People's knees were much harder than Milo had imagined.

On the contrary, it was those disciples and leaders who were closest to the Golden Tree over the long years who knelt down so readily.

Lu Kui and the rest of the golden horde, along with those from the past, these fellows who lived in the shade of the trees, knelt down to the Deep Will almost without hesitation.

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As long as the conflict between these two wills continues within the Golden Kingdom, the Deep cannot grow wildly and unchecked.

The arrival of Milo and his group was no longer a coincidence; in fact, it seemed particularly important and reasonable in the increasingly out-of-control situation.

The admonition of the golden tree before the pit of worship and the request of the Eye of Contemplation on the Moonlit Bell Tower both prove that this upheaval and turmoil had actually been on the agenda of the Golden Kingdom's calendar long ago.

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The Balrog Knight battles the Black Blade, the Hunter faces the Sorcerer, the Wendigo slaughters the Shade Beasts, and the Night Demon, arriving late, single-handedly holds off Lucius and the rest of the Gold Saints.

As for Milo, he only needs to face the abyssal divine body, Diracho.

To be precise, the person in front of him no longer had much to do with Dillah; the profound will had permeated every corner of his soul.

Like Milo, he was a top-tier Old One, a shadow.

Within this category, Milo didn't believe anyone could kill him; it was his area of expertise and greatest strength.

Don't forget that on the Blood Moon battlefield, he was able to go toe-to-toe with a real CCD using the Shadow Sequence.

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A big battle.

This was a catastrophe that the Golden Kingdom was powerless to resist.

But they managed to hold on with the help of a group of outsiders.

Under the night sky, the full moon had already half-hidden in the darkness.

From the shadowy old days to the lowest commoners, everyone participated in this battle concerning faith.

The power of faith that originated from the Golden People was not immediately plundered and devoured by the Darkness. Instead, after a series of events, such as Byrne being stripped of his Blade status but still choosing to stand on the side of the people, the power of faith became the most powerful weapon against the Darkness.

And the promised blessing to the golden people finally descended upon every resister at this moment.

Thus they gained the ability to confront the deepest creation, and were no longer at its mercy.

And the source of all this power is none other than Joan Byrne.

Don't forget, in the era when the gods were lost, she was always the vessel for the faith of the Golden Kingdom. After she was stripped of her identity as the Blade, she was no longer just a vessel, but more than that.

She finally took up this power through her own will.

Only when she stood on the side of the people with a sword in her broken body did she truly gain recognition and embark on the path of the blade.

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And the opposite.

The golden horde, led by Lu Kui, whose disciples of the Golden Tree had accumulated blessings over millions of years, were rapidly dissipating and dissipating.

The surging golden power flowed from every pore of their bodies like water that could not be contained.

They began to feel uneasy and terrified.

"No...no...how could this be..."

"My blessing power..."

"Has the Golden Tree abandoned us?!"

"Why!"

They seem to have forgotten that they were the ones who betrayed the Golden Will first.

Now that the powerful blessing that had placed him in such a high position was rapidly flowing to the lower-class Golden People, the Night Demon Wings that the disciples faced had become countless times more terrifying than before.

If that guy shrouded in black flames hadn't been spouting those strange things like "mushroom stewed pig's trotters," the sense of fear and oppression would have been even greater.

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Under the shade of a tree.

"Huh? Can we just walk in now?"

Rebecca realized that they had unknowingly entered the shaded area, and did not need to jump onto the full moon and then ride the moonlight back to the shade like Milo had done before.

Princess Rose glanced back at the golden halo flowing under the dark night sky and said to Rebecca:

"The blessings of the Golden Law Temple are flowing from the hands of the superiors to the lower classes, and the barriers they have erected will naturally crumble."

"Then you can go find that Path of the Stars?" Rebecca glanced indifferently at Princess Rose's flawless and exquisite face.

The latter seemed oblivious to the other's gaze, her eyes still fixed on the battlefield. She shook her head and said:
"It's not time yet, but you seem to be in a hurry to send me away?"

“That’s one way to understand it,” Rebecca admitted without any attempt to hide it.

"Are you in such a hurry to join his battle?" Princess Rose asked.

“I have more important things to do.” Rebecca checked the magazine of her revolver, quickly glanced around, and chose a path leading straight towards the temple. “Hey, wait for me, wait for me!” Princess Rose jogged up to Rebecca, pretending to be nonchalant.

"Your beloved is fighting right behind you, and you can actually resist the urge to even glance at them. It's truly disheartening."

Unsurprisingly, the gun barrel was pressed against his forehead once again.

"Shut up."

"Okay~"

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So where are we going now?

"Go find the Abyssal Rift."

"Why look for the Abyss Rift? Isn't it very dangerous there?"

“If we cut off the source of that dark power, Milo will definitely not lose.”

"You still care about him deep down, so why do you have to act so cold? Sometimes, all you need to do is slightly lower your defenses and give him a chance, and he'll willingly and completely win you over..."

"I do not know what you're talking about."

"Okay, okay~"

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Following the trail of the deep creation, Rebecca eventually found the prison beneath the temple.

It was dark and damp, and many of the solitary cells were filled with knee-deep water.

The main structure of the prison was severely damaged after being ravaged by the creatures of the Deep, and all the sinners who were originally imprisoned here had been devoured by the Deep.

But there are exceptions.

"Oh!"

As Rebecca passed a collapsed cell at a corner, she casually shot the creature trapped under the twisted iron bars, unable to move.

Half of his body had been torn apart and taken away by the Abyssal Creatures, but the remaining half was also tainted with some Abyssal matter, so he could not die.

But now he can finally rest in peace.

Inside the prison passage, the dark traces became increasingly dense, and even tiny roots began to creep through the exposed stone walls.

Rebecca drew a short blade from her waist with her other hand.

Her gaze gradually turned serious, as the abyssal aura in the air had become extremely strong, but she did not stop her forward steps.

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As she stared intently at the end of the dark passage ahead, Princess Rose, who had been following behind her in silence for a long time, suddenly spoke up and asked:
"Did you hear that?"

Rebecca replied irritably:
"Don't blame me for not warning you, stop being so jumpy, the gun could go off accidentally."

Princess Rose seemed not to hear Rebecca's warning, and muttered to herself, "He is talking to us."

Rebecca naturally sensed the unnaturalness in the other person's tone, so she turned around, put away her gun, grabbed Princess Rose's snow-white neck, and pulled her in front of her.

Eyes facing each other.

A fiery glow emanated from Rebecca's eyes, instantly dispelling and evaporating the dark substance in Princess Rose's pupils at such close range.

"This is the last time I'll save you; there won't be a next time."

She released Princess Rose's neck, her tone clearly showing impatience.

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After the darkness in her eyes dissipated, Princess Rose seemed not to have recovered. She gently took Rebecca's hand and said in a very gentle voice a sentence that Rick had heard on the full moon not long ago:

"She's hiding her heart. Let's go in and take a look."

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Full Moon Tomb Complex.

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Rick prostrated himself on the ground with utmost "devoutness".

He knew he had clearly made a terrible mistake, but he had to find a way to survive before he was held accountable.

The root puppet that came to life on the altar didn't seem to be fully awake yet.

But Rick could feel a force restraining all his actions; not only was he unable to move, but even the thought of escaping was suppressed.

Rick has never been the kind of guy who's tough on the knees.

So he simply knelt down and offered his "loyalty".

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