From Secret Clan to the Divine Dynasty

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The Wordless Elder's distant point should have granted Byrne a terrible death.

However, his finger stopped.

Everyone's attention was drawn to the sudden presence of the end-times aura.

All things seemed to perish, and as the aura of doom gradually spread, everything lost its color, leaving only black and white; nearly everyone was stunned into silence, trembling uncontrollably.

Under the intangible aura of annihilation, the world was overlaid with a heavy black and white filter. The sun lost its usual heat and brilliance, leaving only a dim, lightless disc hanging in the deathly silent sky. Even the wind had lost its usual liveliness, becoming heavy and slow, as if sighing at the end of the world.

People on the streets stood frozen in place, unmoving, their eyes filled with fear and helplessness. In the face of this sudden cataclysm, all resistance might have been in vain. They tried to shout with trembling voices, but their voices quickly dissipated in the air, leaving behind only endless silence.

Buildings, one by one, also lost their colors, leaving only their stark contours standing out against the black and white canopy above.

In this silent atmosphere, it was as if even time had stopped; every second seemed infinitely stretched, and people felt an unprecedented torment in this endless waiting.

They did not know when this aura of annihilation would dissipate, nor whether the world could ever return to its former state!

At some unknown point, Lilian had emerged from the black mist.

In her hands, she tightly clutched a transparent bottle, muttering prayers.

"Great Lord of the Lost,"

"please grant us a new Miracle."

"The Fischer family needs Your power for salvation."

Members of the Fischer family then noticed a black glow emerging in the sky.

Karl watched the Wordless Elder, unmoved.

He had long anticipated that the Wordless Elder from the Words of Tranquility would come here at the last moment.

From the beginning, it was a reverse fishing expedition.

Now was the time to kill that Wordless Elder right here!

"Eh?"

However, Karl quickly found something strange – the Wordless Elder's soul was not complete. Although it was certain that he was the Wordless Elder himself, it seemed that there was only half a soul in his body.

No matter, even if only half a soul could be exterminated, it was good; let's finish him off here.

Byrne suddenly shouted excitedly, tears streaming from his eyes.

"Irene!"

Everyone was astonished to see a dazzling, attractive female Spiritual Body suspended in the sky.

Chris was completely stunned, his mouth agape.

"Sister..."

She slowly descended from the heavens, as if even time was frozen for her.Nôv(el)B\\jnn

The Spiritual Body of Divine Envoy Irene was adorned in a magnificent silver robe, embroidered with intricate and mysterious runes, twinkling with faint golden light as if containing endless power.

Her features were cold and solemn, her deep eyes as if they could penetrate all the sins and darkness of the world, her hair like a waterfall cascading down, exuding mystery and majesty.

The Wordless Elder.

He retreated.

His young body almost instantly fled, soon to be beyond the range of the port!

Irene gazed at his movements, her eyes filled with the intent to destroy.

With the arrival of the Divine Envoy, the temperature around plummeted, and a chilling aura spread.

She slowly extended her right hand, a gleaming Spiritual Sword forming in her palm, its radiant, crystalline blade as if carved from pure ice, the tip amassing a piercing power, enough to shred all sin and darkness!

Divine Envoy Irene's gaze was scorching, scrutinizing the beings below, her voice deep and majestic, echoing like an ancient echo within the Wordless Elder's heart.

[Thou art fraught with sin, I've come by the great Lord of the Lost's decree, to bring down judgment!]

As her words finally fell, thunder rumbled in the sky, streaks of lightning tearing through the night, striking down.

Irene's Spiritual Sword was swung forth, unleashing an endless flurry of sharp sword light that ripped through the sky, chasing after the fleeing sinner on the ground!

The sword light of the Spiritual Sword possessed seemingly boundless power!

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The sky split open with a massive gash!

It was as if a divine sword of celestial judgment had struck the Earth!

Under the luminous glare of the sword, the Wordless Elder had nowhere to hide, yet he displayed no fear. As the sword light passed, the Wordless Elder was instantly hit, turning into black smoke and dissipating into the air.

All the Extraordinary Exponents who witnessed this scene were dumbfounded.

Just now, what just happened?

A top-tier powerhouse, a high-level Monarch, the Wordless Elder of the Words of Tranquility, was suddenly killed by an abruptly appearing force!

What on earth happened?

After the judgment, Irene lowered her head once again to look at Byrne and Chris, her eyes which were initially filled with resolve and resoluteness, now suddenly softened into warmth and nostalgia.

She slowly retracted the Spiritual Body's sword, turned around, and flew toward the sky. The consumable nature of her body and the blade gradually disintegrated and crumbled away.

As she left, the oppressive aura around also began to fade.

However, everyone who had experienced this Divine Envoy's judgment would etch it in their hearts forever!

Meanwhile, as the miracle unfolded before the eyes of the harbor residents, they were profoundly shaken, as if time had come to a standstill. Their faces were filled with astonishment and incredulity as they witnessed a spectacle they had never imagined possible.

"God!"

"What was that power just now!"

"It's too powerful! Could that be the power of God? It's simply too overwhelming!"

Some widened their eyes, their pupils flickering with fear and reverence, seemingly unable to believe what had just transpired before them.

They stood with their mouths slightly agape, unable to utter a sound, only allowing their hearts to throb wildly within their chests, feeling an unprecedented shock.

Others joined their hands together in devout prayer, their faces full of awe and gratitude.

They believed this to be a divine blessing, an answer to their faith.

There were those with tears streaming down their faces, eyes twinkling with moved emotion, struck by the miracle, overwhelmed by the greatness and mercy of the divine.

The entire scene was permeated with a solemn and majestic atmosphere, as if everyone was drawn to this miracle, their souls united in this moment, feeling the greatness and power of the divine, and their own insignificance and helplessness as mere humans.

For some reason, a whispering voice stirred deep within some people's hearts, "Lord of the Lost," "Lord of the Lost"...

Aldrich, who had managed to control the Silver Poet's puppet, finally showed a look of shock. He couldn't recall the last time he had been so surprised.

He took a deep breath, saying in disbelief, "The Wordless Elder, has he been killed?"

"What was that just now?"

"What exactly happened?"

He looked towards Byrne and others, shaking his head and said:

"I only saw a brilliant figure appear in the sky just now, couldn't make out any specific features, but it seemed to be a woman wielding a divine sword, instantly obliterating the Wordless Elder!"

Byrne walked over unsteadily, with a complex look on his face, "I'm not sure what happened either, but it seems like the Wordless Elder is really dead."

Chris stood there on the ground, silent.

Tears flowed from his eyes.

They were not tears of sorrow, but of excitement; for the first time in his life, he was overwhelmed with happiness, joy, trembling with emotion!

Oh Great Lord of the Lost...

I will forever be grateful to you!

At the same time, the bottle in Lilian's arms flickered with a black light.

Karl had a vague feeling that the Wordless Elder of the Words of Tranquility had indeed been grievously injured by him and might even drop in power level, but he was definitely not utterly dead.

"Has he lost half of his soul?"

He had sent the Divine Envoy Irene to the world to carry out "judgment." Although this force did not require the worshippers to sacrifice their lifespans, it still consumed most of Karl's Spiritual Power, and to invoke "judgment" again, it would be necessary to create anew a body for Irene.

"The second creation will be a little faster, but not by much..."

Karl knew very clearly that the judgment sword of the Divine Envoy's arrival could at most appear once every decade or so.

"But finally, the Fischer family has gained a powerful trump card!"