Chapter 812: Merciless Saint

This scene was undoubtedly a soul-shaking disaster for the scattered Quincies. Many of them felt the disappearance of their comrades, and an indescribable fear and sense of crisis surged in their hearts.

Many Quincies had complex emotions in their hearts.

They knew that since they joined the Invisible Empire and became warriors under Yhwach, their fate was closely linked to this emperor.

Yhwach's power was the source of their survival and glory, but it was also the sword of Damocles hanging over their heads.

Once he encountered an unmatched enemy, the terrifying power called "Holiness" would descend and ruthlessly deprive them of their lives and power to meet Yhwach's needs.

So, these Quincies made an amazing decision.

They gave up the battle in front of them and ran desperately in the direction of Yhwach. Their faces were full of determination and resoluteness, but under this determination, there was also deep fear and uneasiness.

They knew that this was a race against time. They had to reach Yhwach before he completely lost control and use their power to build a line of defense for him.

However, all this seemed so absurd and ridiculous in the eyes of the Gods of Destruction.

These Quincys who had once given them a headache were now running around like a group of headless flies, giving up the fight and choosing to escape.

But not all Quincys chose to escape. In the huge team, there were still some people who adhered to their beliefs and honor. They chose to stay on the battlefield and fight the Gods of Destruction to the death.

Their figures were looming in the smoke, and every arrow shot was a struggle against fate and a defense of dignity.

Although they knew that they might not be able to change the final outcome, they still chose to fight to the last moment.

They were going to protect His Majesty, lest His Majesty launch "Holy Separation".

However, for Yhwach, all this was no longer important.

He felt the powerful spiritual pressure from afar, which was a signal that Esdeath was approaching step by step.

Her existence was like an insurmountable mountain, weighing him down so hard that he couldn't breathe.

Yhwach knew that he couldn't compete with Esdeath with his own strength.

So he chose to activate the Holy.

Its ability is to collect the lives and powers of the Quincies that Yhwach doesn't need, and distribute them to those who need them. Those whose powers are taken away will die, and those who are given power will be resurrected because of the stronger power.

As Yhwach's low and powerful spell sounded, a strange phenomenon suddenly appeared in the sky above the entire Invisible Empire.

A huge blue circular halo composed of pure spirit particles slowly rose up, as if it was the gaze of the Eye of the Sky, covering the entire empire.

This halo is not only a visual shock, but also a judgment on the fate of the Quincies.

Under the halo, an invisible force began to surge.

"My time fighting with my eyes closed is over!"

In the deep and silent palace, Yhwach's voice echoed in the empty hall like thunder, and every word carried endless determination and majesty.

He stood up slowly, his figure was upright, like a shadow king born from the darkness, surrounded by an indescribable sense of oppression.

The black clothes swayed gently in the windless air, as if even the light was distorted by his momentum, and the whole space trembled.

The eyes that had been closed for a long time suddenly opened at this moment, as if two doors leading to the depths of the universe were suddenly pushed open.

In the pupils, there was no longer a single color, but a strange and gorgeous light flowing. They rotated rapidly, interweaving into complex patterns. Finally, after a burst of dazzling light, they split into two independent pupils that seemed to be able to see through everything in the world.

This is not only an awakening of vision, but also a comprehensive revival of power. Yhwach, the ancestor of the Quincy, has finally reached the peak of his power.

He seemed to have become the core of this world, and all the laws and rules trembled and succumbed to his will.

With his low roar, an unprecedented spiritual pressure surged out like a tsunami, instantly sweeping the entire palace and even further away.

The air was squeezed and deformed by this force, emitting bursts of piercing screams, as if even the space itself was trembling.

This force is strong enough to distort space, making the surrounding air seem to solidify and burst instantly.

Everyone felt unprecedented palpitations and shock in front of this power.

Their souls seemed to be tightly grasped by an invisible giant hand, unable to break free, and could only watch the ancestor of the Quincy show his omniscience and omnipotence.

In Yhwach's eyes, multiple pupils were arranged like stars, each of which contained endless knowledge and power, which was a symbol of his being omniscient and omnipotent.

Yhwach!

The founder of the Quincy, the Emperor of the Invisible Empire, his holy letter is ‘A’, which symbolizes power—omniscience and omnipotence!

He stood there, as if the whole world was under his control, and no disturbance could escape his perception. However, behind this power, there is a heavy price and sacrifice.

Nine hundred years of sleep, ninety years of wisdom returning, and then nine years of power reunion, every step is full of hardship and waiting.

And now, in order to obtain this power that can subvert the world in advance, he had to break the established rules and open his omniscient eyes in advance.

The moment Youhabach opened his eyes, an invisible force burst out from the huge circular blue halo in the sky that covered the entire invisible empire, turning into a bunch of bright but deadly beams of light, falling from the sky, ruthlessly penetrating the bodies of those Quincy.

When the first beam of light fell from the sky, those Quincy who were still struggling and hesitating instantly felt the approach of death.

Their bodies were penetrated by the light, and their strength, knowledge, and even life were all deprived at this moment.

Their eyes were full of fear, unwillingness and despair, but everything was irreversible.

One by one, white dry bones appeared in the light, and then quickly shattered into bone residue, dissipated into the invisible, leaving only pieces of messy spirits, lingering in the air, telling the wailing and resentment of their masters.

"Your Majesty!"

Desperate cries rose and fell, but they could not change the predetermined fate.

Many of them had followed Youhabach in battles and witnessed countless victories and glories, but they had never expected that they would end their lives in this way.