Cthulhu Gonfalon Chapter 415

Chapter 415: Chapter 125
Translator: Nyoi-Bo Studio Editor: Nyoi-Bo Studio
“There seems to be something wrong inside Yin Chen,” Wall quickly judged. He turned his Divine Power into the Qi of a sword and shot it at the bloody star in the sky.
Among all the gods on the scene, except for the God of Justice who had known the background of Yin Chen but refused to say anything, the God of Knowledge, Wall, had been the only one to know what the bloody star was and what it represented.
So upon seeing its light becoming unsteady, and seemingly weaken, Wall was more worried than happy.
If Yin Chen was split open in the sky of the Main Plane, its severe toxicity would be spread everywhere. That would be nothing different from falling down to the ground—it would be even worse!
So he called the other gods immediately and told them to slow down their attacks. He specifically reminded Yorgaardman to slow down his violent attacks and to not break the bloody star apart.
Hearing that, the other gods didn’t make any comments, except for Yorgaardman. He was confused and turned his head to Wall.
He was sure that this God of Knowledge and Education had never been through those days under the Magic of Extinction. It hadn’t been a long time after he became a real god, and he had never traveled around, so he hadn’t gotten a chance to know about the horrible Seven Spells of Extinction. Then why did he talk in a way as if he had known everything about Yin Chen?
He looked at Wall deeply but asked nothing and cautiously controlled his attack. The golden lighting seemed powerful and furious, but when it hit the bloody star, it softly pushed the star back into the sky.
His precise control over his magic power could be regarded as a miracle. Although most of the gods here were masters of different types of magic, they were still surprised to see that. If they hadn’t been in a fight, they would have stopped to learn and imitate what he had done.
Compared with attacking, simply pushing back the star was much easier. So Yin Chen moved backward faster and faster, gradually moving away from the ground.
Finally, it was pushed to the edge of the Main Plane. With a strong attack from Yorgaardman, it flew out of the Main Plane and fell into the Void Space outside. All the gods couldn’t help cheering.
Meanwhile, Cladema frowned.
As the summoner of Yin Chen, he was able to feel the condition of the bloody star more or less. So when it had been finally pushed out of the Main Plane, he was both annoyed and worried.
He was annoyed at that he had done something useless—he ruined a powerful avatar and a precious piece of magic paper without any achievements. He even got himself injured and lost a lot of treasure.
He was worried about whether this would be noticed by the other gods, especially the God of Justice, Yorgaardman, who was powerful and skilled and hated evil. He was like a bachelor who couldn’t stand having sand in his eyes. If he realized the bloody star had been called here by Cladema, the old black dragon dared to bet that Yorgaardman would come directly to his house and cut his head off with his axe!
So he was both annoyed and worried, frowning tightly with endless worry.
What should I do next?
However, his worries were gone soon because there was a chaotic and evil thought coming from the other four strange black magic pages.
As soon as he connected with that thought, Cladema froze. He hadn’t been able to resist it nor make a sound. He only watched the weird black book fly up, over his head, and grow bigger than him. Then it slowly pressed down on him.
When Yin Chen was hit out the Main Plane, the God of Justice, Yorgaardman, who had been waiting there for this moment took immediate action. Countless golden lighting surrounded it and formed into a huge cage, trapping the evil star inside it.
He relaxed and then called Sui Xiong.
“Brother, it’s done here. You can come out.”
Hearing that, Sui Xiong coldly looked at the black dragon. Over three-quarters of the dragon’s body had melted, and he had almost turned into a giant mud monster. Sui Xiong sent what he had heard and seen during this period to Yorgaardman.
Just from a simple glance, Yorgaardman flew into a rage immediately.
The black dragon’s head was still there, so Yorgaardman recognized who he was immediately.
“What a mudfish Cladema is! I’m coming right now. I’ll kill him.”
Those were not words out of anger. He really planned to do it.
It was because Cladema was one of those gods who had sworn together not to leak anything about the secrets of the Seven Spells of Extinction. However, this evil old man had hidden the material of Yin Chen and studied it to take advantage of its magic. What’s worse, he had called out this evil star and ordered it to crush the territory of his own brothers!
If that could be tolerated, then nothing would be unacceptable! If he could tolerate not taking his axe to fight back, then he would not be the God of Justice!
In the Pantheon Temple, the avatar of Yorgaardman became more than furious. He yelled and jumped up, taking out his axe and chopping down straight towards the head of Cladema.
“Old dishonest, evil man, I’ll kill you!”
That was out of everyone’s expectation, and what happened next further stunned them.
Yorgaardman jumped in front of Cladema, chopped his axe down onto the Cladema’s body, who had a dragon’s head and a man’s body. Cladema didn’t move to avoid this axe, and his avatar fell apart directly after such a powerful attack. But this was not the end. The momentum of his axe kept going down and chopped the seat of Cladema in the Pantheon temple into pieces.
It had been chopped into pieces.
Seeing that, even Yorgaardman was stunned. He couldn’t believe it. He looked at the smashed chair and his axe, and then he turned back and looked at the God of Order.
“My old sir, did you change the rules of the Pantheon Temple?” he asked.
The God of Order didn’t answer.
“Have I advanced to such a great level of power that I can even smash the unbreakable seat in the Pantheon temple with just an avatar of communication? What the hell was that?”
There was still no answer.
Yorgaardman breathed heavily. Without saying a word, he carried his axe directly to the seat of the God of Conspiracy.
“Hey! What are you doing?!” The hooded face of the God of Conspiracy turned pale, and he cried out.
“Just a test, don’t worry!” Yorgaardman answered carelessly. He held up his axe and chopped violently at the God of Conspiracy.
The God of Conspiracy cried out strangely. A pair of machetes appeared in his hands to ward off that attack, but it was too powerful! The God of Conspiracy staggered back. He couldn’t stand on his feet and fell down to the ground.
Yorgaardman held up his axe again and swung his axe at the seat of the God of Conspiracy.
This time, it was he that staggered back and fell on the ground.
“There is nothing wrong! Then why it was like that just now?”
Yorgaardman was perplexed
At that moment, in the holy kingdom of Cladema, the underground caves and the God of Underground Sites was gone. The only thing left was a weird black book that returned to having seven pages.