In an instant, countless black-clothed believers rushed onto the staircase, surrounding Ye Chui from both sides. Ye Chui glanced at the believers around him and instinctively tried to summon his grimoire. When he had coalesced from bats into human form, the grimoire should have appeared beside him, but this time something had gone wrong and it had not materialised with him. However, the moment the thought crossed his mind, a flash of white light appeared and the familiar iPad Air materialised in front of him.
Joy flashed across Ye Chui’s face. Could it be that even in this state he could still summon the grimoire?
And it was still an iPad Air!
This meant his power had not diminished at all!
Seeing the iPad grimoire, Ye Chui immediately regained his confidence. Even as a child, he could still slaughter everyone here!
He noticed several black-clothed believers nearby had already begun chanting holy verses. A cold smile appeared on his face. The phantom of a cannon instantly materialised around his body. With a boom, he blasted away a believer standing below him: Second Company Commander’s Italian Cannon.
Immediately afterwards, shotguns materialised in both his hands. Bang, bang, bang. Gunfire rang out endlessly as he continuously bombarded the believers around him. Thanks to his current childlike body, his movements were much more agile, though the recoil from these explosive spells caused some problems, making his actions unsteady for a moment. Of course, after firing several shots in succession, he gradually mastered the technique and the recoil no longer affected him.
In an instant he took down several black-clothed believers. His body leapt from the spiral staircase. While airborne he spread both arms: Justice from Above. Magic missiles shot wildly from his body, continuously striking the attacking believers.
This chain of attacks directly claimed at least seven or eight lives.
Smoke and dust filled the air. Caesar Cullin let out a loud roar. What appeared to be a holy and powerful faith-based attack burst from his body. In the dark cavern, it was as if a starry sky had suddenly been illuminated. Countless stars twinkled in the air, then those stars began to fall and the starry sky collapsed.
This was the Divine Punishment Chapter from the Bible.
The gods were enraged, the starry sky fell, heaven and earth split.
Those starry illusions instantly turned into substantial attacks. Booms echoed continuously through the empty cavern, as though real meteorites were crashing down from the sky towards Ye Chui.
Ye Chui’s figure could no longer be seen.
Caesar warily scanned the dark underground space. The earlier attack had extinguished several burning braziers. Now only two braziers still burned, their dim, flickering light casting heavy, overlapping shadows on everyone. The attack had also affected a few believers, but Caesar believed these loyal followers would never blame him. If he could kill Ye Chui here, even his own death would be worth it.
Amidst the dim smoke and dust, a small figure suddenly emerged.
As expected, Ye Chui had not been hit by the falling starlight attack. At some point he had hidden in a nearby corner. On his slender shoulders rested a rather oversized rocket launcher… or as we call it here, a guided magic missile.
Whoosh.
The moment Caesar spotted Ye Chui, a magic missile shot out, flying straight towards him. Caesar hurriedly chanted a passage of scripture, condensing a barrier in front of himself. Because he recited it so quickly, it sounded like a string of meaningless gibberish.
Boom!
The barrier flowing with holy light was struck by the magic missile and instantly shattered. Caesar’s body was sent flying backwards, slamming heavily into the stone wall behind him. A bishop’s strength was formidable among the believers, but to the current Ye Chui, a mere bishop was nothing.
The boy Ye Chui casually tossed the guided magic missile aside. The weapon that fell to the ground quickly vanished. He walked towards Caesar.
A believer nearby rushed at him. Without even glancing over, Ye Chui raised his hand and waved in that direction. Boom! The Spark Execution spell sent that believer tumbling to the ground.
Ye Chui placed his finger on the grimoire, preparing to unleash an even more powerful spell to finish Caesar off completely.
He did not know Caesar, but seeing this dark altar he knew these people were definitely up to something evil, so naturally Ye Chui would not let them go.
But at that moment, Ye Chui’s movements suddenly froze. He pressed hard on the iPad screen several times, yet received no response. Confused, he looked at the iPad screen and his expression became dazed.
The screen… had frozen.
“What the fuck?” Ye Chui hurriedly shook the iPad vigorously and, in a panic, tapped it a few times. The screen remained stuck on the home interface. None of the spell applications or icons would open. What was going on?
In his frantic checking, he accidentally turned the iPad over. He just happened to see the metal Apple logo on the back silently slide off… as if it had been glued on and the intense battle had finally dislodged it.
Ye Chui stared blankly for a moment, then completely understood. “This is a bloody knock-off iPad!!!”
From the time he became a magister until now, Ye Chui had awakened hundreds of spells. Each spell was essentially an app on the iPad. Only the powerful hardware of a genuine iPad could smoothly run so many applications. But a low-quality knock-off trying to run that many spells would crash in minutes!
Although in his current child state he had managed to summon the iPad Air grimoire, this grimoire was actually a fake!!!
Now that the grimoire had crashed, he had instantly become an ordinary little boy!
“Fuck, this is bullshit…”
Seeing Caesar Cullin, who had been blasted away earlier, stand up again with a sinister expression and walk over, Ye Chui roared inwardly.
…
At the secret door entrance to the underground space, bats were continuously slamming into the stone door, trying to grope the wall paintings nearby to find a way to open it, but to no avail.
These bats that were Ye Chui’s split bodies could not directly coalesce into a second Ye Chui. One portion had turned into the boy Ye Chui, while the remaining bats could not form another one. They could only summon their own iPod grimoires, using released BGM to launch attacks on the stone door. Unfortunately the door was extremely thick, and blasting a path through it would not be easy…
The swarm of bats had already descended into chaos.
…
Without a doubt, the boy Ye Chui was captured by the group of believers.
A chain inscribed with biblical verses wrapped around his body, binding him tightly.
Caesar had sustained some injuries and a trickle of blood flowed from the corner of his mouth, but his expression was one of indescribable joy. Ye Chui, who had caused them so much harm, had actually fallen into his hands like this. In the current Star Empire, Ye Chui was undoubtedly the most important person. Jacob was now a prince about to inherit the throne, but without Ye Chui’s support his position would be extremely unstable. Killing Ye Chui would clear the obstacles for certain church operations!
“They all say how powerful your methods are, Ye Chui, that even the gods fear you, but I see you’re nothing special. You actually turned yourself into this form and delivered yourself to me. Haha, what a joke… cough cough.” Caesar bent over and coughed up several mouthfuls of blood.
A believer hurriedly came to support him.
But Caesar waved him away. His eyes gleamed with bloodthirsty coldness as he stared at Ye Chui. “I will make you die in the most cruel way possible… Since you discovered what we are doing, very well, we will use the original sin of lust against you!”
He shouted to the remaining believers, “Activate the magic array! Summon the original sin! I want to test the power of original sin!”
Original sins were demonic creatures, evil energy entities born from human souls, sealed in the dark world and existing in a way similar to apostles. Through evil altars, humans could summon a portion of them to be used as weapons of war.
Caesar had been operating this evil altar for five whole years. Who knew how much original sin energy had been stored inside that terrifying statue. Now he was going to use that original sin energy to attack Ye Chui.
To make Ye Chui die in the most painful way!
The blood magic array flickered once more. Honeygo, who was bound before the statue, showed a look of painful struggle. Her eyes gradually turned blood red. Original sin required a vessel, and she was that vessel!
Wisps of blood-red mist drifted from Honeygo’s body.
As the altar’s priest, Caesar controlled those seductive energies, slowly directing them towards Ye Chui. A ferocious smile spread across his face as he looked down at Ye Chui condescendingly. “You are about to die beneath the original sin of lust. Heh heh, your current little-boy appearance really is quite amusing. To kill you, just a trace of lust original sin is enough…”
As he spoke, Caesar slowly placed his finger on Ye Chui’s forehead.
Ye Chui struggled desperately, but the iPad grimoire remained crashed. He could not break free from the chains, allowing the red mist to continuously invade his body…
His body felt impossibly heavy, involuntarily sinking downwards.
Then Ye Chui found himself in a hazy world. Waves of debauched moans reached his ears. Warm red light flickered all around. In the haze he could vaguely see seductive figures slowly dancing.
He looked around in confusion. At this moment he forgot how he had arrived here. He was being intoxicated by some kind of ambiguous atmosphere.
A perfect woman slowly appeared before him.
She was the most perfect woman in the world, flawless in both face and figure, as though sculpted using the most advanced 3D simulation technology. Not a single blemish could be found on her body. She wore a charming smile and began dancing constantly around Ye Chui, her fingers occasionally brushing across his cheeks and body, tempting him towards the abyss of desire.
Fall, fall, keep falling… all the way into that bottomless abyss of lust.
All manner of unspeakable teasing words echoed constantly in Ye Chui’s ears.
Countless indescribable scenes appeared before his eyes.
No one could resist such temptation…
Then, one minute passed.
Five minutes.
Ten minutes.
…
Yet Ye Chui’s initially dazed expression gradually calmed.
In fact… a look of disappointment even appeared on his face.
He could not help speaking to the figure still diligently dancing around him, “Is that all?”
“…”
“Can’t you be a bit more intense?”
“…”
“Even those videos where half the screen is mosaic are more stimulating than this, okay?”
“…”
