Chronicles Of The Shura Clan Chapter 276
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At this moment, the whole world was on the brink of being completely swallowed and engulfed in the sea of evil beasts that were trampling and killing everything in its wake.
At the same time, the inhabitants of this world who didn't believe in such a thing called God or even knew about such a notion started to pray to God in their despair.
They were all desperate, hopeless, and were hanging on a thread. And now they had no choice but started believing in God as despair and hopelessness gnawed at their insides even if they've never seen or heard of a Benevolent God before.
They believed that if there's an Evil God, there must be a Good and Benevolent God. As such, they all started to frantically pray for his or her rescue.
That was even more true for the tribes in the central continent. As the smallest of the five continents, it was the third continent on the verge of being completely engulfed and swallowed by the flood of the evil beasts.
The last surviving inhabitants were currently running for the lives in a vast plain and behind them was a massive tide of evil beasts.
The massive tide of evil beasts was comprised of a variety of nightmarish wild beast that came in all forms and sizes such as bull type, tigers, panthers, crocodiles, wolves, and serpents, etc
The flood of evil beasts was being led by two giants dark snakes who were constantly spewing out poisonous mist which spread throughout the whole area ahead, killing all the plants and vegetations.
The unlucky and the slow runners that were unable to keep up were flooded by the poisonous mist. The moment they did, they immediately fell to the ground and twitched for a while before their bodies turned black and stiff.
"Buzz. Buzz."
In the sky, there was even a horde of mosquito-like evil beasts chasing after them. They were thousands of times bigger than a regular mosquito. Their needle resembled a flashing sword while they gazed at the fleeing people with bloodthirsty eyes.
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"Rumble!" Meanwhile, the earth continued to tremble as the flood of evil beasts assaulted and chased after the remaining inhabitants that were all pushed beyond all endurance.
"Ahhh! Help me.....help me." At the same time, more screams echoed across the vast plain as many of the remaining survivors that failed to keep up fell prey to the flood of evil beasts.
"Ah!" Their screaming only stopped after their body became pieces or turned into a bloody paste.
The sea of evil beasts didn't discriminate whether one was human or beastmen, young or old, everyone suffered the same fate.
And right at this moment, when all the survivors were pushed beyond all endurance when their bodies refused to listen to their commands to run and escape despite having the Will to;
Buzz!
The Sky above their head suddenly opened like a blossoming flower as a holy and golden radiance drowned the Sky.
This light gently poured down in an incredibly bright and holy manner. Many people palpitated and wanted to drown themselves in the light.
Time seemed to have stopped at this moment. The flood of evil beasts that were chasing after the remaining survivors abruptly stopped their chase and were even retreating in fear as though they were afraid of being touch by the light.
Buzz."
In the next second, 7 Pillars of light suddenly descended to the ground from above like meteors. One of them descended upon the central continent which had the least number of survivors while two other six descended upon the other two continents.
The pillar of light that descended upon the central continent appeared in between the remaining survivors and the flood of evil beasts.
"Evil creatures!" Suddenly, a voice capable of swaying the soul came from within the golden pillar as it disappeared while a white robe figure in holy light emerged.
This light around her was warm and had a cleansing nature like a hot breeze amidst a world of snow.
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The moment the white robe figure appeared, everyone instantly kneeled down and kowtowed towards her with a look of reverence.
Her whole being was peerlessly holy. Nothing dirty could touch her; all evils would instantly run at her sight. She was the holy lord representing the light and hope!
At this moment, these people had forgotten about everything. In their eyes, there was only the white robe figure. Even though it was their first time seeing her, they already had an idea who she was
Right now, they simply wanted to drown themselves in her warm and peaceful light which was capable of cleansing the soul and making people forget everything!
If it wasn't for her voice, it would have been impossible to judge whether the figure was a man or a woman as her entire body was enshrouded by a sacred glow as if her very being was made up of light particles connecting to form a person.
It illuminated and sanctified the entire area. All of the people were being cleansed by its warmth. Their bodies that were on the brink of breaking down were now filled with power.
The white robe figure also had a pair of wings made of light particles. When they flapped ever so slightly, these particles would rain down and cleanse everything around her.
Her presence was filled with holiness and an aura demanded respect and worship from others. She was a holy and inviolable Goddess
"This isn't a place for you to act wildly. Begone!" The glowing figure added before she waved her hand towards the hundred of thousands of evil beasts that were retreating.
Buzz!
The moment she waved her hand, with crackles in the air, tiny arcs of lightning suddenly shot out from her palm before it transformed into a giant sea of lightning which encompassed the entire area and flew towards the flood of evil beasts at an amazing speed.
Seeing this, the evil beasts didn't dare to stay there any longer and they quickly turn around to escape. Being evils didn't mean that they weren't afraid of death. They turned to flee but it was too late.
"Oooo-" Their pitiful shrieks echoed across the area, loud enough to blow away the clouds as they were being incinerated into ashes.
The entire horde was annihilated, whether it be the mountainous serpents, the evil-mosquitos, the pack of dark wolves, or poisonous ants the size of a finger. Not a single fish escaped the net.
Meanwhile, from start to finish, none of the kneeling survivors dared to raise their heads to look at the white robe figure. They all kept their heads down while they drowned themselves in her presence.
After annihilating the flood of evil beasts with just a wave of her hand, the white robe figure enshrouded by the sacred glow slowly walked towards one of the survivors who was still kneeling on the ground and pointed her index finger on her forehead and before saying."My name is Freya, the Goddess Of Thunder and Wisdom. From now on, you'll be my Apostle. The sword that will destroy and annihilate all the evil creatures in this world."
Her voice was heavenly and soothing; others became immersed while listening. As she was saying that, the Goddess Freya slowly injected a little bit of light energy inside the body of the woman who she had chosen as her apostle before she disappeared out of thin air.
At the same time, a bright Golden sword appeared on the spot where she disappeared along with a small bottle of blue potion.
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