Free Web NovelChapter 101: Chapter 77: Faith System and Radiant Reforging
BAM—!
The sound of a violent impact on the ground brutally cut off High Tier Cultivator Chad’s voice.
Immediately after.
BAM—!
BAM—!!
BAM—!!!
Three dull, heavy blows, accompanied by the sound of splintering bone, echoed through the deathly silent, empty Desolate Wasteland Ruins.
As the black dust and smoke gradually settled, Reinhardt stood his ground. Before him, the head of the High Tier Cultivator... or rather, the Mage Chad, was completely embedded in the ground.
Fragments of bone and blood were splattered everywhere.
A minute ago, this traitor who had betrayed the Empire was still shouting defiantly, but now, his corpse could not make a sound.
The Cultivators of the Monastery witnessed this bloody scene. Chad’s loyal followers and students, in particular, stared at Reinhardt’s blood-stained right hand, their eyelids twitching uncontrollably as terror instantly coursed through them. freēwēbηovel.c૦m
They couldn’t believe that the simple, quiet boy who had lived in the Monastery for four years could be so bloody and brutal when executing heretics and traitors!
Outside the Caster Monastery.
Under the silent gaze of the Divine Emperor’s statue.
He had smashed the head of a Mage with a Demon’s Blessing with his bare hands!
’What if he judges us to be guilty...’
The residents of the Desolate Wasteland Ruins who witnessed this scene, parents, covered their children’s eyes, preventing these young lives from seeing the gruesome sight.
All doubt and anger directed at Reinhardt vanished without a trace after they witnessed the Mighty Power of an Imperial Knight.
Only fear and reverence remained.
Raphael had no doubt about Reinhardt’s identity as an Imperial Knight, but the shock in his eyes was no less than anyone else’s.
He had read descriptions of the Extraordinary Power of Angels time and again in ancient texts, but at this moment, he finally understood how pale words were in comparison, and just how truly soul-shaking the power of the Divine Emperor’s Angels was! freewebnovel.cσ๓
The Judge of the Desolate Wasteland Ruins had described to him the terror and power of the heretical creatures corrupted by Demons.
Their skin was as hard as tree bark, their bones comparable to steel, and their soul-stealing, evil power was so great that even the most steadfast Judge dared not look them in the eye.
These corrupted heretics hid in the shadows and corners of the Lower City District, driven by a hunger that compelled them to devour any living thing in sight.
But these terrifying creatures were merely the servants of a Mage.
The tragedy two years ago had killed two-thirds of the Judges in the Desolate Wasteland Ruins’ Judgement Court...
The turbid wind of the Desolate Wasteland Ruins blew without end.
A National Church leaflet, so tattered that its words and slogans were illegible, rode the wind, slowly drifting down from a high tower in the Upper City District.
A wordless silence spread through the streets and the crowd.
At this moment, in Raphael’s reverent gaze, Reinhardt was no longer the friend who often listened to his complaints and feelings, but a Divine Emperor’s Angel of lofty status.
A sacred existence he could not defile.
He faced Reinhardt, one hand clutching the Great Unity Holy Emblem hanging around his neck, and with a solemn expression, knelt on one knee to express his awe and piety.
His action was like a signal.
The Cultivators of Caster Monastery, from apprentices to elderly High Tier Cultivators, all bowed their heads and knelt on one knee to show their devotion.
Like a falling wave, the spectating Imperial Citizens turned to face Reinhardt and knelt in salute.
At the same time.
Ethereal blue text appeared in Reinhardt’s vision.
[Perhaps you are not one of the Empire’s Loyalist Knights, nor a devout follower of the Divine Emperor. But at this moment, in the eyes of these Mortals and believers, you are a true Divine Emperor’s Angel, shouldering a mission as you descend upon this dark world.]
[Faith System Module unlocked.]
[The faith of living beings is not an ethereal, intangible thing in this world, but a tangible existence.]
[Radiant Reforging function unlocked.]
[The power of the Divine Emperor can bestow Extraordinary Power upon anything in the world. An Iron Sword, a stone, even a hat—after Radiant Reforging, these mundane items will gain a new name: Radiant Holy Artifact.]
[Radiant Holy Artifact: The Radiant Divine Emperor once blessed numerous weapons and pieces of equipment, granting them powerful Extraordinary Power, but these items have long been lost to the river of time.
It is said that these items can kill Demons...]
[You can use Radiant Reforging to suppress the Demon Power within a Void Divine Artifact, allowing you to harmlessly use these profane creations and their wondrous powers.]
[Each Radiant Reforging will permanently consume the Power of Faith of one world. Of course, the great deeds you accomplish will still be passed down in that world.]
[A blessing from the Divine Emperor allows you to perform one reforging without consuming Power of Faith.]
[Current Radiant Reforging Charges: 1]
[War brings chaos and death, but someone always rises from the chaos, stepping onto the world’s apex to fulfill the Knight’s Oath they once swore.
Seventeenth seems like a good place to start, does it not?]
"Raphael, clear the Imperial Citizens away from the Monastery. It’s dangerous here."
Reinhardt’s gaze looked down, fixated on the dark red gemstone embedded in Chad’s chest. If his guess was correct, this should be the Void Divine Artifact mentioned in the system’s description.
A creation of a Demon.
Even he was slightly affected by the gemstone’s power, as if a voice was urging him to take it for himself—let alone the Mortals nearby.
That was why, after executing Chad, his first action was to have Raphael disperse the nearby Mortals to prevent any chaos.
He bent down and dug the gemstone out of Chad’s chest.
The moment Reinhardt touched the Void Divine Artifact, everything around him changed. He was no longer standing in the Desolate Wasteland Ruins, but within a colossal, gloomy, and magnificent tower.
Rows upon rows of neatly arranged bookshelves stretched out as far as the eye could see.
Everything here possessed an indescribable Extraordinary Power, and every book emanated an irresistible, fatal temptation.
And yet, it all felt like an illusion, vanishing in an instant.
The inside of the gemstone was filled with blood-red filaments. Its touch was chilling to the soul, and an evil power tried to invade Reinhardt’s spirit through it, but failed.
Only an infuriated voice, enraged by the failure, echoed in his ear.
’You brute who knows nothing but fighting and killing...’
Reinhardt’s iron will wouldn’t be swayed even if he were to face the Furious Great Demon Hekatos directly, let alone by a mere attempt to interfere with his thoughts through a Void Divine Artifact.
There were only fragmented descriptions of this world’s Demons in the Caster Monastery’s library.
If it were his old friends from the Dark Abyss, Reinhardt believed this world wouldn’t have survived for so long. The tower in the illusion and the name previously mentioned by Scholar Lakon gave him some clues and a reminder.
The Tower of Knowledge.
The Formless Divine Monarch.
An existence on the same Level as Avernus.
The Thousand-Change Monarch is most likely a Great Demon under this one’s command.
