The Greece Antagonist-Chapter 493 - 28: Thank You for Abandoning Me (4.7k)_3

Chapter 493: Chapter 28: Thank You for Abandoning Me (4.7k)_3

“The response was enough, but unfortunately, this body still limited your capabilities.”

“So what? Can you kill me?”

Typhon, in his incarnation, sneered disdainfully, his eyes full of provocation.

Luo En smiled without replying, gripped the slender neck with his right hand, tightening it inch by inch, while he serenely chanted,

“Proclaim

I govern slaughter, I govern life.

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What I wound, I also heal.

None beyond my grasp,

None beyond my gaze.

Entrust yourself to me, learn from me, abide in me…”

As his chant resonated like a sacred song, streams of milky light gathered, flowing into the body of Typhon’s incarnation, bringing an indescribable burning sensation.

He felt as if countless red and black light streams inside him were boiling uncontrollably, seething like boiling water, and suddenly his complexion changed.

“What have you done?”

“Naturally, I prayed for you and blessed you…”

Luo En spoke serenely, his smile growing more radiant.

For God, to herd the masses, to guide the way, he acts as the Shepherd.

For God, to sustain order, to annihilate the fanatic, he serves as the Enforcer.

The image of the deities is often multifaceted.

Besides battling, prayer and comforting spirits were also his old trades.

Beneath the gentle and profound chant,

Typhon’s form curled up in the crater, his body sweating profusely, convulsing continuously, his confused consciousness becoming more chaotic, the burdened body nearing the brink of collapse.

How could this be?

Incredible thoughts emerged in his mind as his agony intensified.

“In the moment of rest, never forget to chant, to pray, to remember me…”

Amidst the chaos, the ethereal and holy chant, like the Muses’ singing, reached his ears.

“By my lightness, relieve all burdens…”

Accompanied by an unreal sensation of drawing away, Typhon’s incarnation felt the countless intricate voices and consciousnesses within him drift apart, frightened souls seemingly crossing through darkness, ascending in endless light, eventually immersing in the pure white Holy Spring, undergoing the baptism of life.

Warm, comfortable…

They vaguely felt that the dark shackles were no more, guided were their confused souls.

All pain, all burdens, were wrapped and dissolved in this light, this warmth…

In the midst of it all, they seemed to see trees swaying in the breeze, the Sprites of Light dancing gently around themselves, the Sage walking on the grass, softly taking their arms, humming cradle-song-like syllables, leading them through the valley of the shadow of death to the eternal paradise.

We seem to have seen that Shepherd, seen the Master…

Lord, have mercy!

The lambs gathered at the shepherd’s feet, calling out and pleading for help.

Feeling countless consciousnesses about to burst forth, Typhon’s incarnation wore an incredulous expression.

How could this be? How could he possess such a mighty authority over souls?

With a glance upward from the corner of his eye, Typhon’s incarnation saw a black skull mark on the back of Luo En’s hand and cursed angrily.

Mark of the Dead! Damn you, Hades!

At that moment, Luo En, looking at Typhon’s incarnation now wrapped in milky white light, slowly recited the declaration’s final words.

“Eternal Life, begotten from life, offered from death.

For your sin, anointed and marked.

Forgiveness is immediate, justified by my incarnation.

—I shall have mercy on this sad soul!”

The divine word’s echo lingered in Typhon’s ears, as a vast expanse of pure white light gradually disintegrated the “Immortal” body inch by inch, guiding numerous trapped souls, flowing back into the city.

“You can’t change anything! Nor can you save these insects! I will return, leading all beasts, to slaughter and devour your flock!”

Typhon roared with resentment, but as the vessel disintegrated, his consciousness could only be washed away with the light, sent back into the boundless darkness of Hades.

Watching the ashes scatter with the wind, Luo En breathed a sigh of relief, picked up the Nation-forging Spear beside him, and slowly climbed the ruined Astrological Observatory, looking towards the city.

As Typhon was repressed again, the blood rain had ceased, and all abnormal phenomena vanished.

The fiery red sun rose, piercing the night with the dawn’s light, spreading over the land,

And the city, previously submerged in darkness, woke up like a crying baby from its swaddling.

“Wow~~”

A baby’s loud cry echoed from a cradle somewhere on the street.

People, like waking from a dream, got up from the ground, looking around bewildered yet thankful.

Luo En stood watching everything unfold, a smile appearing on his face.

“What a delight, praise be, this joyful life—!”

In a murmuring whisper, the majestic deity fell from the high platform as a swift figure like a spirit cat dashed forward and tightly embraced the Shepherd of the Mortal World, the human Father God.