Ke-style law enforcement officers

Chapter 947: Turning against guests
"You all heard that, didn't you?"

Instead of looking towards the Enchanted Forest, Crow muttered something about the location of the hunter Monquia.

The hunter behind the ruins remained motionless, but Crow wasn't in a hurry, a playful smile on his face.

The gun Raven left behind is quite good, and Klaue is absolutely confident that he can make it his own; it's just a matter of time.

...

……

"What exactly do you want to do!?"

"Stop it!"

The priests on the other side of the temple were furious.

Even if they're incredibly stupid, they should realize what's going on by now.

If it were their own Hooked Finger God crawling out of the abyss rift at this moment, then as a believer, they would surely be able to sense the god's return. However, they not only had no awareness of it, but their very souls began to tremble.

However, at this moment they could no longer stop Aegon, and could not even get close to him.

A thick blue haze appeared above the royal residence, emanating a terrifying pressure that surpassed even that of the ancients and the gods, making it impossible for ordinary priests to approach.

That was the oppressive force from another dimension, from an unfamiliar cosmos.

Most of the priests are from the Old Order. Those who can stand here are cowards who wouldn't even dare to step into the Blood Moon, let alone the ancient Star Wars. In those turbulent times, they were like the Glagi, finding a secluded corner to bury their heads and bodies and play dead. Even if the aftershocks of the battle swept over them, they dared not move.

The Outer Gods from the stars are the most terrifying beings deep within their hearts.

And now, this is exactly what is crawling out of the abyss step by step.

...

They saw that beneath the blue haze, the divine embryo Aegon was undergoing a transformation.

The body of the divine embryo was cracking inch by inch, and the cracks emitted an eerie azure hue. This color looked somewhat similar to the sapphire of the Hook God Temple, but it was only a visual similarity. The divine embryo was being forced to undergo the transformation of those blue substances. It was already a divine embryo with a very high degree of completion, a body that the will of the Hook God could directly possess.

If it is still undergoing renovation, then there is only one possibility.

Another one, another being that is not the God of Hooks, wants to take over the divine embryo.

Judging from the aura it exudes, it is most likely an outer god who has fallen into the abyss...

...

But in the end, the priests still stood up for themselves.

Instead of forcibly intervening in Aegon's side, they turned their attention to besieging Imnar.

After all, this was all Imnar's doing. If we can take down Imnar, we can most likely interrupt the summoning process over there.

The priests were right.

The connection between Imnar and Aegon began when the part of humanity that should have belonged to Aegon was devoured and digested by Imnar. He even took on the suffering that the superiors experienced in digesting humanity. This connection was difficult to sever. Subconsciously, Aegon was already on the same side as Imnar, but Aegon always thought he was saving the god of the hook.

The method to interrupt the summoning ritual was actually right in front of the priests of the Hook Temple; the key was Imnar.

However, it might be a bit too difficult for priests.

Because they had to kill Imnal in order to interrupt the ritual.

...

But we can't just stand there and do nothing, right?

bang——

The priests attacked in droves.

Claude, who was standing next to Imnar, disappeared without a trace.

Just as the priests unleashed their power, a sudden change occurred in the ruins of the Kem royal residence.

Everything, everything, was distorted.

Building debris, dust, even the air and light began to shatter into strips of objects that spread out evenly like noodles.

The same strange phenomenon also occurred with those priests who hooked their fingers.

They cracked.

The physical cracks were so severe that even the various attacks they unleashed turned into noodles, and the sounds they uttered shattered into fragments, like a broken cassette tape.

……

The order in Imnar has been upgraded.

With almost a single glance, he meticulously chopped the clerics into fine, even strands of pasta, each one springy and perfectly shaped.

Most incredibly, he dealt with them without killing them.

The priests who were shattered into pasta pieces were all still alive, and their eyes, cut into countless tiny strips, were simultaneously expressing their inner shock with their gazes.

……

This is the power of rules that transcends the old order.

Imnar himself was somewhat surprised.

In the conscious world, he wanted to replicate the entire city of Nanwei to fool the gods.

Ultimately, however, Nanwei City is just an insignificant city in the world of the conscious, composed of inferior beings from numerous lower civilizations. It is not difficult for fractal rules to imitate these contents.

This time, he copied the Nebula Giant from another dimension, he copied a false will to deceive Aegon, and he could even copy the Abyss Rift.

CCD?

We may not have reached that level yet, but we are very close.

...

……

With sufficient power, Imnar's ambition will expand infinitely.

This is his nature.

Even after merging with human nature, it will not change.

He did not pursue domination, nor did he care about destruction; what fascinated him was endless chaos.

Looking back on his journey, isn't it also thanks to the chaos that he has come this far?
...

As he watched his biological father's will emerge step by step from the abyss, Imnar's single eye gathered an increasingly obvious mocking expression.

His body was trembling uncontrollably.

Because that being was the one who gave him birth, that powerful outer god whose will, order, and power far surpassed his own, exerted a soul-level suppression on him.

But Imnal revealed a sinister smile.

...

Yes, Crow is right.

If this power is merely used to establish rule, it cannot be called chaos. If this Void God, who has been suppressed for countless years, is allowed to destroy everything, then it has absolutely nothing to do with chaos.

These are not what Imnar wants.

What he wants is...

...

The edge of the enchanting forest.

"He wants to take the initiative..."

Milo watched Imnar's retreating figure and quickly realized this.

He has now returned from the world of consciousness.

"We're here now, can you get off my back?" Marshall's voice came from between his legs.

Milo calmly stood up from his semi-squatting position and brushed off the dust of the waking world that had settled on him.

“Shouldn’t we do something?” Rebecca asked.

"Do it, of course I do."

Milo nodded, a grin spreading across his face.
"Let's wait until that malevolent Void God comes out."

(End of this chapter)