Witch Wind

Chapter 125: Xing Tian Breaks Through the Pass (Part )

Saint Rose's huge fleet is galloping.

On the leading old battleship, the captain's room was luxuriously decorated, with tiny colorful glazed tiles forming the "Statue of the Holy Father Riding a Dragon and Refining Demons in Flames". The Holy Father, covered in red flames, rode on the top of a three-headed fire dragon, holding a giant fang-toothed battle axe, and was looking down at several distorted and blurred figures.

There is no detailed record of when the faith of the Holy Fathers originated, even within the Holy Fathers Church itself.

It was probably that when the faith of Our Lady of the Far West began to sprout and grow, the legend of the Holy Father began to spread in the territory of the former Saint Ross Tribal Alliance.

When the Saint Norman Empire unified the Far West Continent and the faith of the Holy Mother Church as the main faith covered the entire Far West Continent, facing the overbearing threat of the Saint Norman Empire, the Saint Ross Tribal Alliance, tens of thousands of tribes large and small, began to devoutly believe in the Holy Father.

When the Saint Norman Empire declined and split into hundreds of countries of varying sizes, the Saint Ross Empire rose and began to eye hundreds of its former brothers with its own strength. At that time, the faith of the Holy Father Church became completely opposed to that of the Holy Mother Church.

Until now, the successive emperors of the Holy Ross Empire have simply declared that the Holy Father of the Holy Father faith is the legitimate husband of the Holy Mother of the Holy Mother faith, and the two sides even have children.

The God Emperors even claimed that they were the incarnation of the Holy Father on earth, that the Holy Father's spirit resided in their bodies, and that they were the Holy Father walking on earth - so the God Emperor of the Holy Ross Empire was the 'living ancestor' of the royal families and numerous nobles of the hundreds of countries in the Far West!
I don’t know which wise God-Emperor came up with this doctrine.

Anyway, after this doctrine came out, the Far West Hundred Kingdoms and the Holy Ross Empire were mortal enemies, and the two sides fought no less than thirty religious wars. The Far West Hundred Kingdoms, big and small, had nothing to do, and once their national strength recovered, they suddenly remembered that they still had a "living ancestor" and "real father" in the East, so they excitedly gathered a group of troops to fight against the "heretics"!
After fighting for hundreds of years, the Holy Ross Empire has become stronger and stronger, and so have the hundred countries in the Far West.

Many small countries were defeated and destroyed, and were divided up and annexed by the major powers. The Holy Ross Empire finally became a behemoth, and under the glory of the Holy Father Church, it finally had dozens of vassal brothers.

"Merciful Holy Father!" Renov, wearing only a pair of silk shorts and holding a barbed whip, worshipped the Holy Father's image devoutly. He raised the whip and lashed his back fiercely, with a harsh 'crackling' sound, the half-inch long barbs on the whip pierced deeply into his flesh, and every time the whip rose and fell, a large amount of blood splattered.

He has been the Patriarch of the Holy Father Church in the Far East for many years, but it was not until this time that Renov felt the power of the Holy Father so clearly after the contemporary Emperor gave him a personal letter and even had someone use incredible means of transportation to "express" a small statue of the Holy Father to him.

"So please give me strength."

Renov worshipped and prayed devoutly to the huge statue of the Holy Father which was made of colorful glass fragments. The statue was made of gold and inlaid with a large number of black gems. It was only about three feet high, covered in armor, and had a blurred face.

"Please, grant me strength. I will carry out your ways in the world, eradicate all heretics that go against your will, and let your light shine forever in this world."

Renov whipped his body madly, and the hot blood of Zhurong boiled in his veins.

Ever since he obtained this strange statue of the Holy Father in Pinghai City, until this huge reinforcement fleet from the Far East Military Region arrived in Pinghai City and he reunited with the fleet and set off for Dongyun mainland, Renov had been practicing such pious and cruel self-destruction.

He could clearly feel that inside the statue, there was a pair of terrifying eyes staring at him.

Not enough, still not enough.

Self-mutilation and terrible austerity were not enough to please the Holy Father.

Renov roared in a low voice, and dozens of Judgment Paladins wearing heavy armor and waiting quietly at the door of the captain's room heard the news and quickly ran away, giving orders loudly.

More than a thousand ships sounded their whistles at the same time.

On nearly a hundred large cargo ships, the Inquisition priests of the Holy Father Church, wearing scarlet robes and holding sharp knives, walked into the crowded cabins that were filled with a foul smell.

Nearly a hundred large cargo ships, their cargo holds packed with the lowest status 'uncontracted serfs' from the Far East!
These "unindented serfs" were pure wild and wandering species, like wild beasts, without any power or protection from the Holy Ross Empire. They were like weeds, growing and spreading wantonly on the vast land, their lives were lowly and not worth a second thought.

In the Holy Ross Empire, the law clearly stipulates that the lives of ten adult, healthy, and fully capable "uncontracted serfs" are worth the same as the lives of a newborn piglet.

There were small landowners in Saint Ross, those dandy and bad boys with a few cents in their hands, who imitated the nobles in hunting foxes and bears, and took up various weapons to hunt unindentured serfs for fun.

If the local officials don't find out, no one will pursue the matter even if no one kills anyone.

If the local officials found out, they would do a head count and find that the heads of ten adults would be exchanged for a piglet as "agricultural tax". The officials would be happy and the spoiled and bad boys would not take it seriously.

It's just one, or a few little pigs!
In history, there was once a famous massacre called "Shisanwazi" where hundreds of thousands of unindentured serfs were forced to cross the border and run to the northeastern wasteland of the Dayu Dynasty to open up land and struggle for survival.

Although the local officials of the Dayu Dynasty were extremely incompetent and corrupt, they did provide these unindentured serfs with basic farming tools and marked out some ownerless wasteland for them. Some kind-hearted local gentry helped these unindentured serfs build fences and reclaim the wasteland for resettlement.

In the following years, more than one million unindentured serfs heard the news and came to the northeastern border of Dayu Dynasty and near thirteen large mountain valleys. They opened up tens of millions of acres of fertile land and lived a relatively stable life.

The officials of the Dayu Dynasty were thinking about when to start collecting taxes from these uncontracted serfs and convert them into registered citizens of the Dayu Dynasty. The foreigners' dependence and willingness to become obedient subjects under the rule were "achievements" worthy of being recorded in history books and praised in every dynasty of China!

Well, an army of 100,000 men from the Far East Military District of the Holy Ross Empire forced their way into the country, killing from east to west, from morning to night. They killed all the two or three hundred villages of unindentured serfs gathered near Shisanwazi, and robbed everything!
Afterwards, the Saint Ross Far East Military Region issued a formal ultimatum to the Dayu Dynasty - the Dayu Dynasty had sheltered and accommodated millions of prisoners from the Saint Ross Empire, which was a heinous crime!
As a result, the Dayu Dynasty ceded land and paid compensation, and the fertile fields that had been developed in the Thirteen Wastes were owned by a group of nobles and landlords in the Holy Ross Empire. After paying a huge sum of money, the local officials of the Dayu Dynasty who had some conscience and took in those uncontracted serfs were directly pushed to the market and beheaded to "quell the surprise of friendly countries"!
Today, the cargo holds of these nearly 100 large cargo ships are densely packed with indentureless serfs.

The cabin of a cargo ship weighing thousands of tons and with a displacement of nearly 10,000 tons was divided into narrow spaces only four feet high by wooden boards. Thousands of indentureless serfs were crowded in these separated spaces like livestock.

Thousands? Tens of thousands?
Who knows?

Originally, these unindentured serfs were "cannon fodder". The Far East Military District captured millions of unindentured young serfs and put them in these freighters. Once they were transported to Dongyun, they were given swords and guns. With their strong physiques that could survive wandering in the wilderness, they would become qualified killing beasts.

But now, they have a better way out.

The inquisitors walked into the cabin with knives in hand, grabbed the filthy unindentured serfs one by one, and cut their throats cleanly. Blood continued to flow out of the cabin along the drain, and flowed into the sea along the hull. Large patches of scarlet spread on the sea surface, and soon, countless shark fins gathered from all directions.

Sharks of all sizes and colors gathered around the St. Rose fleet. From time to time, a large and strong shark would frantically ram its head against the cargo ship's planks, causing its head to be broken and bleeding.

The Saint Rose sailors threw bodies off the high side of the ship.

After slaughtering for a while, the inquisitors felt that the speed was too slow, so they had to condescend to slit the throats of these lowly creatures themselves and trouble the sailors to throw their bodies into the sea.

Accompanied by loud shouts of orders, large groups of half-naked, indentureless serfs walked out of the cabins. They staggered with numb expressions, and plunged into the sea amid the shouts of the sailors.

The sharks are going crazy.

In the captain's room, Renov opened his arms and chanted an incomprehensible spell in a low voice.

From all directions, ghosts turned into turbulent, fine winds, sweeping up pure blood and energy, which continued to gather together and were swallowed up by the strange statue of the Holy Father in front of him.

A very thin ray of light burst out from the top of the statue, and a black sun with a diameter of three feet was suspended above the statue. In the middle of the dark sun that looked like a black hole, a pair of crazy, confused eyes that exuded an endless evil aura slowly opened and stared at Renov.

The blood in Renov's body suddenly solidified.

He looked at those eyes in horror, allowing them to dissect his body and soul bit by bit across the endless void and dimensions, and to dismantle the smallest mysteries within his body bit by bit.

"Bastard!" A low mutter came vaguely from the little sun.

Renouf's face flushed.

He understood the word - although the other party used the ancient Eastern dialect with a strong local accent. But as a member of the Saint Ross Empire royal family, Renov had also learned this language since he was a child.

In the royal family of the Holy Ross Empire, royal family members who cannot learn the Eastern language, Eastern writing, some ancient Eastern fonts, and some ancient Eastern classics can only get a salary and wait for death all day long. Only royal family members who are proficient in Eastern writing and culture, and have extraordinary power and talents, can hold important positions in the royal family. For example, Renov, the Patriarch of the Far East Diocese and the Supreme Commander of the Far East Military Region!

Renouf understood the word 'bastard'.

He had an extremely strong feeling that the other party was calling him a contemptuous name - the other party was disgusted by the fact that he was a person of impure blood, a bunch of bastards!

Renov was furious, but he didn't dare show it.

There was a sudden sharp pain between his eyebrows, as if someone had inserted a very thin, red-hot iron needle into his forehead. The iron needle meandered and pierced into his bones, along his marrow, and passed through one bone after another.

Unbearable pain came over him, but Renov looked at the little black sun as if nothing had happened.

An evil laugh of "chi chi" came from the little sun. Men, women, old and young, it seemed like thousands and tens of thousands of people gathered in the little sun, looking him up and down through a pair of common eyes.

"Alien blood, ninety-seven percent."

"Of the three-tenths of witch blood, Zhurong clan accounts for three-tenths."

"Gonggong clan, seven parts."

"Hou Tu clan, three points."

"Jumang clan, one point."

"Rushou clan, half a cent."

"Hmm? Still a little bit of Taotie blood?"

"What a mess, the blood is mixed up, I want to slap this guy to death. It's like a pot of pickled cabbage and offal stew!"

Sarcastic voices with strong local accents kept spewing out of the little sun. Thousands, or even tens of thousands of different voices of men, women, young and old, with sharp, hoarse, high-pitched or low voices, commented on Renov in a crazy and confused manner.

Renov's body twitched little by little.

The invisible needle that pierced his body suddenly went from being scorching hot to being chilly and piercing, and then suddenly there were strong winds, thunder, poison, heavy water, and all kinds of strange powers that kept blasting out from the needle, frantically bombarding Renov's bone marrow.

Renov's whole body was twitching in pain, but he couldn't move at all.

His pores opened, and strands of dirty blood with a pungent smell spurted out from every pore of his body like a fountain, instantly dyeing the captain's room red.

The so-called "foreign blood" refers to the foreign blood brought by intermarriage between large tribes in the former tribal alliance, the predecessor of the Saint Ross Empire, as well as the blood of Gonggong, Houtu, Jumang, Rushou, and even foreign blood such as Taotie and Hundun. All of them were eliminated.

There was only a tiny bit of the purest Zhurong bloodline left in Renov's body.

Renov felt that he was completely empty, his body was hollowed out, shriveled up, and although he still maintained the human form, the shell of a sturdy man nearly seven feet tall, his inside was completely empty.

A shrill scream was heard.

The souls and blood of more than 100,000 serfs without indentures who were slaughtered in the outside world were burned crazily by a ball of black flame. Under the burning of this ball of black flame, the souls and blood of more than 100,000 people were finally turned into a fist-sized ball, emitting a terrifying high temperature, and the whole body was black, like a sticky mixture of ink and glue.

Amidst countless weird and evil laughs, the mixture slammed into Renov's heart.

The terrible high temperature corroded his flesh and blood. Renov let out a scream as his entire body was burned to pieces. The mixture had also invaded his heart and instantly filled his bone marrow.

"Crack, crack", pieces of black and red dragon scales began to emerge from the tips of his toes. Dense, hard, crystal-clear dragon scales continued to grow from under his skin. Accompanied by the harsh "crack" sound, after a cup of tea, Renov's whole body was covered with black and red dragon scales.

A black-red flame without any temperature spilling out gushed out from the gaps in the dragon scales, and the three-foot-high flame enveloped Renov's entire body.

Dark blood plasma was surging in his body.

Plasma is like magma, every drop is extremely pure, and every drop contains extremely powerful and terrifying power.

The raging anger filled his entire body. Renov's bone marrow, bones, internal organs, muscles, meridians, and skin were all undergoing horrible changes under the nourishment and flushing of this plasma.

"You desire power, so I will give it to you." Thousands and tens of thousands of strange voices, mixed together, of men, women, young and old, surged wildly in Renov's mind: "But you have to pay with your life!"

"Your life, or someone else's life."

"I don't care whose life it is, but I want enough lives!"

Renov's muscles bulged all over his body, and he gasped in a deep breath. He could clearly feel that his physical strength was increasing crazily. Millions of catties, tens of millions of catties, hundreds of millions of catties...

His physical strength is still constantly improving.

This seemingly endless improvement, when it reached a certain critical point, suddenly stopped with a "click".

Renov froze and roared in frustration.

He felt just like the first time he attacked his own maid when he was young. He was enjoying himself and about to reach the peak of happiness in his life, when the little maid suddenly turned into a slippery loach and slid away from him with a "swoosh" sound...

With a few "clicks", Renov frantically ground his teeth. His teeth also changed. His teeth, which were faintly red, rubbed against each other, and large sparks flew out of his cracked mouth. The sparks sprayed on the colorful glass statue of the Holy Father, and the tiny colorful glass fragments were directly melted into juice and slowly slid down the wall.

"Life?"

Renov grinned and said, "It's difficult to transport unindentured serfs, so we only brought these few. But lives, the lives of the Dongyun people, aren't they lives? How many Dongyun people are there ahead?"

He fell to his knees with a thud, and worshipped devoutly towards the strange statue.

"Supreme Holy Father, your most devout believer will use the flaming sword of judgment to harvest enough lives for you. Ha..."

Renov smiled, he put away the scales on his body, returned to his normal form, changed into a Saint Ross Marshal uniform, put on a large cloak, carried the "Zhu Rong" sword, and strode out.

He stood outside the captain's room, his brows deeply furrowed.

"What the hell! Could it be that the Holy Father whom we have believed in for so many years is actually a weak and incompetent Easterner?"

"No, no, no, how is it possible? Absolutely not!"

(End of this chapter)