Miss Luo Yan’s Feet Are Buried With Corpses v3c87

Witch’s Night: Chapter 87 The Collapse of Civilization

The Artificial Witch Project, once considered a taboo, was still a painful memory for the Twelve Saints to this day.

The Witch of Absolute Death born from this project brought two disasters—perhaps the destruction of Old Noah wasn’t directly Her doing, but it was definitely caused by Her.

Even with the participation of a fallen God, it still ended in failure. How could the Church of the End Gods have the confidence to complete such a mad plan?

—The answer was all the core and elite members of the Church before the War of the Witch of Absolute Death.

The Twelve Saints’ judgment wasn’t actually wrong. The Church of the End Gods devoted almost all its strength to the War of the Witch of Absolute Death, including the several Bishops at that time, all going all out.

Their ultimate goal was the destruction of civilization, so they didn’t need to consider the aftermath of the war and could launch suicidal attacks without hesitation.

The battlefields where the Church of the End Gods appeared were the most terrifying places besides the main battlefield of the Witch of Absolute Death.

Countless complex and varied demonic powers flew everywhere, terrifying Calamity monsters seemingly endlessly surging forth, and even these former humans, followers of the Church of the End Gods, became a part of them.

However, the War of the Witch of Absolute Death ended in failure.

After gambling everything, the Church of the End Gods fell into absolute decline.

Almost all the Church’s higher-ups died in this war, and more than ninety percent of the core members were lost. The Church of the End Gods was on the verge of destruction.

But… the beliefs upheld by the Church of the End Gods, at least at that time, hadn’t disappeared.

—The new Bishop, Hamid, the Saint candidate who killed his classmates, appeared.

He gathered the surviving Church members, went deep into the Endless Wasteland, to the former battlefields, and buried the remains of their predecessors in “coffins” similar to “Ice Coffins.”

The only difference between a “coffin” and an “Ice Coffin” might be that a “coffin” was one-time use. Once released, it couldn’t be sealed again.

But because of this, the Church of the End Gods had the ability to create coffins on a large scale.

No one knew why Hamid did this, and he had never mentioned his reasons.

Only now did Hamid reveal the meaning behind all this.

By collecting the remains of their predecessors, allowing the demonic powers they possessed to grow and ferment within the “coffins,” creating even stronger and purer demonic powers…

These demonic powers were the key to the “Recreating the Gods” plan.

But the problem was, although Noah’s “Artificial Witch” project was crazy, its theoretical basis came from the Saint, who was the former Witch of Absolute Death, and she also possessed a body she personally created using the power of Absolute Death.

This body could already be called “God’s Remains.”

On the other hand, the vacant position of the “Witch of Absolute Death” was also crucial to this plan. Without this precondition, even the Saint couldn’t create a “Witch” with divine power out of thin air.

At this moment, chatter and discussion filled the venue, but Hamid didn’t participate in the heated debate, just sat expressionlessly in the center.

Marytis, at some point, had already closed her eyes and seemed to be communicating with her God, but no one paid attention to her anymore.

After the debate continued for a while, the Church members raised several questions to Hamid.

“First, abandoning the Gods, does this mean completely abandoning all current Church plans to awaken the Gods?”

“Second, who originally proposed the ‘Recreating the Gods’ plan? How was its feasibility determined? How much time and effort are needed?”

“Third, how can we ensure that this won’t anger the ‘Gods’? Or cause irreversible negative effects on the slumbering ‘Gods’?”

Although among all the world-destruction plans of the Church of the End Gods, the “Recreating the Gods” plan was among the craziest, the Church members quickly accepted this proposal.

And the Church of the End Gods wasn’t a traditional religious organization. They followed the Gods to destroy civilization to save the world, not purely out of faith in the Gods.

So they didn’t have any psychological burden about tampering with the Gods.

Most importantly, because their ultimate goal was to destroy civilization, and after achieving this goal, everything would turn to ashes, the Church’s actions completely disregarded personal gains or losses.

They firmly believed that human civilization was destined for destruction, so why would they consider what happened after destruction?

Therefore, the Church of the End Gods’ efficiency was actually quite high. It had to be said that this was another kind of irony.

“The first question… yes, because advancing the ‘Recreating the Gods’ plan requires all the Church’s strength, it’s an all-out gamble.”

Hamid tapped the table lightly, his tired gaze looking at the Church members around him, a hint of seriousness in his eyes. “Just like the War of the Witch of Absolute Death, we… have to gamble everything.”

“…The War of the Witch of Absolute Death was a failure.” A different voice suddenly sounded among the crowd.

“But it was also an attempt.” Hamid didn’t look towards the voice, but lowered his gaze. “Second, the ‘Recreating the Gods’ plan was proposed by the previous Bishop, Isimorid, who told me about it during the gamble of the War of the Witch of Absolute Death.

“There’s no proof of feasibility, the time required is undetermined, and it requires the full participation of all members of the Church of the End Gods.”

Hamid paused, looked at Marytis behind him, and said, “As for the third point… I’m afraid we’ll have to ask Bishop Marytis.”

“The Gods… have no objections.”

Marytis nodded slightly.

Actually, when the Witch of Sorrow heard about this plan, She only felt that it was absurd and ignorant, with no possibility of success.

But because this God always had the most pessimistic view of everything, Her words couldn’t be used as a reliable reference, so Marytis didn’t convey them.

As for angering or influencing Them… at least the Witch of Sorrow didn’t feel anything. Even when the Witch of Absolute Death was artificially “created” back then, the other Gods only keenly sensed it, but there weren’t any other effects.

“Since that’s the case, let’s proceed with the plan.” Under everyone’s surprised gazes, Hamid gently pressed his palm down, “I’m not here to ask for your opinions, I’m just informing you.

“Regardless of your thoughts, I will firmly and resolutely implement this plan. Even if I’m the only one carrying it out, even if it requires countless years, I will not hesitate.”

As his words fell, silence suddenly descended upon the venue.

Everyone could deeply sense Hamid’s firm resolve. This resolve was similar to that of his predecessor, Bishop Isimorid; it was an all-out gamble.

With the Gods slumbering, the Church of the End Gods needed another God.

“The ‘Recreating the Gods’ plan… how exactly will it be carried out,” another voice among the Church higher-ups sounded, and they began to think about the plan’s implementation, “And, what did Bishop Isimorid leave behind?”

“The bodies of all our predecessor fellow travelers.”

Hamid raised his hand, using his spatial power to create a shocking scene.

Under the dazzling, false starry sky, countless “coffins” were lined up.

Within the “coffins” were the remains of all deceased members of the Church of the End Gods.

The suffocating image greatly shocked everyone. A silent, desolate aura spread among them. This was an uncontrollable human instinct… respect for death.

“We, who control the divine power of the Gods, can still control the corruption while we are alive, preventing ourselves from being completely consumed by it.”

Hamid’s spatial power shifted, presenting another image,

“But after death, the corruption will begin to lose control, but at the same time, the divine power will also be enhanced.”

What appeared in the image was a twisted, ferocious monster, its abnormally swollen limbs and deformed fangs making it hard to imagine that it was once human.

Because of the spatial power, everyone could still sense the aura emanating from this monster, a follower of the Sovereign of Madness.

Hamid manipulated the spatial power, and one monster after another, sealed within “coffins,” appeared in the image.

Different divine powers, after being corrupted, would manifest in different ways, but without exception, they were all monsters in normal human understanding.

Compared to these completely corrupted and mutated monsters, the undead, raging monster Wen Hua transformed into not long ago seemed laughably cute.

“…Are you sure you want to use these ‘coffins’?”

Marytis finally couldn’t help but ask, because even the Witch of Sorrow was shocked by the severity of the corruption of these monsters, practically the forms the Gods would take after being completely corrupted.

“Although the bodies of our predecessors have been completely corrupted, the divine powers they possess will also be greatly enhanced.” Hamid said in a low voice,

“As long as we remove this corruption and extract the enhanced divine power, even if it’s only ten percent… it’s enough to make Noah’s Errants pay.”

The so-called “Recreating the Gods” plan wasn’t actually about creating a new God.

Something even the Saint couldn’t achieve, the Church of the End Gods, even after exhausting all possibilities, absolutely couldn’t do it.

To put it bluntly, the current Church of the End Gods lacked top-tier power. In the past, when the Gods hadn’t yet slumbered, the top combatants in the Church, who could use the Gods’ avatars, could push Noah to the brink of destruction.

But now, even the strongest, Hamid, was somewhat outmatched against the Eleventh Saint, Shadow, let alone the other, even stronger Saints.

The reason they had been trying to awaken the Gods, or have the Witch of Absolute Death break through the seal, was because of this lack of combat power.

They couldn’t even rival the current human civilization, how could they talk about destroying it?

Bishop Isimorid of the Church of the End Gods back then realized this. The failure of the War of the Witch of Absolute Death was something they had anticipated, after all, the Witch of Absolute Death was the only God without any followers.

This meant that the Witch of Absolute Death’s revival couldn’t bring any increase in combat power to the Church of the End Gods.

However, this kind of opportunity was fleeting, and the Church of the End Gods at that time still decided to gamble… only that they lost.

Now, another opportunity to gamble was before the Church of the End Gods.

And the consequences of failing this time might be even worse than last time.

Marytis paused for a moment, seemingly listening to the Witch of Sorrow’s opinion, then shook her head,

“It’s not a well-thought-out plan. Even the Gods couldn’t resolve their own corruption, and Noah even abandoned their most prosperous domain and built New Noah because of the corruption.

“The existence of ‘malice’… isn’t just ‘anomalous energy,’ it’s a ‘rule’ that can even affect the Gods.”

No one could clearly explain what “malice” actually was, even this name was just a simplified version of the “divine script.” The true nature of “malice” could only be truly understood by the Gods.

“…You’re right.” Hamid said in a low voice. “But, Marytis, you seem to have forgotten something you reminded me about.”

“Hmm? What is it?”

Marytis was stunned. She didn’t expect Hamid to say this.

And she seemed to have reminded him about quite a few things…

“We indeed can’t obtain completely pure divine power, and even we can’t use severely corrupted divine power.”

Hamid said softly, “But at least, based on our research on the Gods, obtaining relatively pure divine power isn’t difficult.”

“The problem is, who can withstand this corruption.” Marytis frowned slightly, but she quickly realized something and her mouth opened slightly, “Wait, you don’t mean…”

“Miss Luo Yan.”

Hamid closed his eyes, and the image of the silver-haired girl appeared in his mind,

“Indeed, I’ve already seen it, ‘Hope’ resides within her… Even the corrupted divine power of the Gods, she can withstand it.

“She is the perfect vessel for the Gods.”

Marytis opened her mouth, then slowly closed it.

Because she realized that Hamid’s decision seemed… to coincide with hers.

In her original plan, she also wanted to make Miss Luo Yan the new God, thus breaking the current deadlock and completely rewriting the endless cycle of suffering in this world.

It was precisely because of this that, after discovering Miss Luo Yan, Marytis subtly gave her the Gods’ powers.

Not only her Sands of Time, but also Cecilia’s Terror, only Wen Hua’s Madness… Luo Yan didn’t obtain.

“…I have no objections.”

Marytis sat back down, expressing her agreement with silence.

Since the two most important Bishops in the Church of the End Gods shared the same opinion, the other higher-ups naturally wouldn’t object.

“Next, it’s time for us to act.” Hamid slowly opened his eyes, his cloudy eyes filled with the marks of time. “Although our Church of the End Gods will eventually be destroyed…”

“But before that, we will witness the collapse of civilization.”