Who hid My Corpse!-Chapter 257 - : Eighty Sword Holder

Chapter 257: Eighty Sword Holder

Oliver looked at the two equally vibrant hearts before him, with the usual indifference gone from his face, now dark and terrifying.

The situation was now quite clear.

The offering they had left for the new god had been absorbed by the Lyra God.

This was what gave the dying Lyra God a renewed power, enabling it to contend with the new god.

But the question was, who had done this?

Hogney’s mutilated corpse still lay on the ground, obviously having been attacked by someone. But who could have come to this place?

At this moment, Oliver had already obtained a portion of the Lyra God’s power, and the entirety of Lyra City was under his control.

Thus, he could clearly “see” that Bishop Weisen had awakened and used the self-destruction divine technique, Order Sword, but Oliver knew that it didn’t matter; it was just a futile struggle, and he also saw that Gerard had been sitting in front of that small warehouse all night, as if he had already given up on everything, so it certainly wasn’t Gerard.

Then… who could it be?

Why was there still someone causing trouble at this critical juncture? And someone completely outside Oliver’s awareness at that.

For him, who was almost omniscient and omnipotent in this city, this was simply unacceptable.

Yet, there was nothing he could do about it.

He no longer had the time to investigate who the troublemaker was.

Because…

Oliver raised his head, feeling the divine intent bursting forth fiercely from the interaction of the two hearts.

This decades-long, relentless fight between gods and gods was reaching its final moment.

There was no way back for him now.

If the Lyra God succeeded, then his fate as the greatest of Rebels was self-evident.

Oliver narrowed his eyes slightly.

If that was the case, he couldn’t just stand by and watch.

If only the new god could descend, then all those sneaking in the dark would dissipate like smoke.

With that in mind, Oliver stepped forward towards the area engulfed by that surging divine intent, and slowly raised his hand towards the heart that belonged to the new god, and slowly plunged his hand in.

He intended to hand over all of the divine authority of Lyra he had stolen over the years to the new god.

As long as the new god could win.

Then all these sacrifices would be insignificant.

Oliver’s eyes gradually turned frenzied.

And it was at that moment that a voice came from outside the hall.

“Hey, hey, hey, what are you doing? Inside is the… Lord Bishop…”

The voice stopped abruptly, and the door of the hall was broken down as fully armed Devil Knights rushed in.

“Oliver! Get away from there!”

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“Under the orders of Bishop Weisen! We are to arrest you!”

Several automatic fire pistols were pointed at Oliver.

Oliver slowly turned his head, his originally dignified face now covered in squirming flesh.

“Forget the arrest, execute him immediately!”

“Fire!”

Upon seeing this, the commander of the Devil Knights didn’t hesitate to issue the command to attack.

A violent explosion instantly engulfed Oliver’s position.

Before the smoke from the explosion had cleared, they heard a piercing scream from where Oliver had been that seemed as if it could rupture eardrums.

Clearly, it was not Oliver’s voice.

And it wasn’t only the Devil Knights who heard this piercing scream.

But also,

All the people of Lyra.

It was now the latter part of the night, and the people’s revelry was coming to its end.

The fireworks bursting in the night sky were also dwindling quickly.

The citizens of Lyra, having partied for most of the night, were finally feeling tired and wanted to go home to rest.

But it was then they heard that scream.

Coming from the Sky Tower, it seemed as though it was ringing at the base of their hearts, causing them to turn their heads involuntarily, their faces filled with fear, and look towards the dark giant tower.

“What the hell was that noise?”

“No, I don’t know.”

Someone rubbed their eyes.

They couldn’t tell if it was just their imagination.

The towering tower that had stood for a millennium seemed to be slightly shaking as if it might collapse at any moment.

After that scream, the reveling crowd fell into a brief silence, like a bonfire extinguished by a bucket of cold water.

Then a second later, the silence was shattered by a woman’s scream.

“Aaahh! What is that?!”

The crowd instinctively turned their heads and then saw an even more horrifying scene.

It was a gear train speeding by.

But its entire carriage was engulfed in flame.

Like a flaming arrow, it raced along the tracks with a piercing sound through the air and crashed into the nearest station.

A huge noise.

The station collapsed amidst the flames, and dozens of people waiting on the platform were torn apart by the explosion, their bodies consumed by the flames.

They had no chance to even cry out before dying instantly.

Everything happened so fast that by the time people realized it, the flaming debris had already set several nearby houses ablaze.

It was then that people realized.

Tonight did not seem to be a night for festivities.

“Aaahh!”

…

Ina quickly packed her belongings.

She felt a strong sense of unease.

According to Gerard, the awakening of the new god was supposed to be at noon the next day, so there was still enough time for her to pack everything up and return, and take Gerard and Ju to the outskirts of Lyra, or somewhere even safer. That way, regardless of what happened, there would still be room for negotiation.