Low Dimensional Game

Chapter 285: The Battle for the Throne of God (II)

As the wind, rain and thunder howled, thick clouds blocked out the sky. The Sumerian city, as well as its stone palace, looked particularly gloomy in the darkness.

People were in a hurry as they bustled along the spacious streets of Niyah City. They were all running down the streets to avoid getting wet. The shops on both sides of the streets were closed, and every family shut the windows to their homes, so as not to let the rain come in.

At this time, a few figures wearing black raincoats slowly crossed the street and headed for the palace. Their shadowy figures created a stark contrast among the rush of the other pedestrians. Their raincoats were blown to and fro by the strong wind as they walked straight towards the palace.

At this moment, the entire Sumerian royal family and their guards disappeared throughout the palace. Groups of disciples of the Church of True God entered the palace. The blood, mixed together with the rainwater, flowed in torrents into the sewer.

As Heckfoss sat on the throne, he looked at the bodies of all of the members of the royal family, which were lying under the throne. Their blood had been drawn out and their bodies, turning them into horrible embalmed corpses.

Their eyes turned grey white, staring desperately and blankly ahead. The corpses were scattered like garbage on the ground!

Boom!

A flicker of lightning passed through the window, shining on the scarred face of Heckfoss and illuminating the corpses on the ground. This scene was like a portrait straight from hell!

The whole royal family had disappeared overnight. After that, the devil’s disciples travelled freely throughout the palace, and Niyah maintained its peaceful and harmonious state.

Here, every family lived a happy life, and the devil coexisted with human beings. Thus, hell was next to heaven.

“Who?” Heckfoss suddenly raised his head and looked at the center of the palace.

With a flash of lightning, a few figures appeared in the palace, then passed through the palace without any sound. During the recent massacre in the palace, they had snuck in quietly.

Heckfoss knew that they were not common people. At the moment, the disciples of the Church of True God were everywhere. As such, they could appear before him without being noticed by anyone. These people were definitely extraordinary.

Their leader took off his raincoat and looked at Heckfoss with a warm smile. His was a face that looked like a teenager, pale but handsome, as if he had been born with a noble temperament.

“We were surprised that you were still alive. Congratulations to Your Majesty on your new life!” he said. “First of all, let me introduce myself. We are from the Gathering of Darkness. My name is…”

“Louis Biketo!” Heckfoss stood up and interrupted him.

Heckfoss was tall and muscly, though he looked a little old. For a moment, his pupils rolled out of his eyes. “Gathering of Darkness? That’s really an old name. You guys haven’t died yet?”

When Heckfoss heard the name, he suddenly felt unusually familiar with it. Then, he remembered the origin of the name.

The Gathering of Darkness, which branched off from the Gathering of Nobles, had been established by the early aristocrats to resist the Church of Light, which was later occupied by wizards. From the first year to the 100th year of the San Calendar, it had been active in the central province. But, without any apparent reason, it had gradually declined.

“There is light and there is darkness. When the sun rises in the sky, darkness hides in the depths! But, when night falls, darkness will cover the whole earth again!” Louis grinned, his raincoat dripping water on the floor. He then walked forward through the hall, approaching Heckfoss.

Heckfoss’ face looked grave. Although he had swallowed up all of his royal family members and restored some of his strength, he was still weak at this moment. Louis was at least at level three and also had a bunch of people following him.

Louis stepped on the corpses as he made his way to the throne. The dry bones beneath each of his footsteps made horrid cracking sounds.

Louis looked at Heckfoss, then suddenly knelt on one knee and swore his allegiance to him. “We, the Gathering of Darkness, are loyal to the great King Heckfoss!”

This caught Heckfoss by surprise. He sat down on the throne and looked at Louis’ bowed head. “Why do you want to be loyal to me, and what do you want?”

Louis said, “We want to sell our service for a good price. This is because the wizards, the Faith of the Sun, the Church of Light, and the alchemists, even the whole Alen Continent won’t welcome us among them. They are all oppressing us and trying to eliminate us. Only with the help of your Majesty, who has control of the whole Sumerian Kingdom, will we have a future!”

Heckfoss’ eyes twinkled, “So, what can you offer me?”

Louis stood up and extended his right hand forward. “Church of True God will have a true god, and this god will be the great King Heckfoss!”

Heckfoss laughed. “That’s funny! Why do you come to me if you can such a thing?”

Louis stretched out his hands and said with a touching voice, “Although we have mastered the method of divinity, we do not have enough followers. Looking at the whole continent of Alen, only your Majesty has a real chance of becoming a true god. After all, you have the Sumerian Kingdom! So, maybe it won’t be too long before we all call you a god!”

Heckfoss laughed scornfully. “You actually think I’ll believe you if you say that?”

Heckfoss stood up, as if he were about to call out all of the demon warlocks of Church of True God in the palace to deal with these bozos.

Seeing his change in demeanor, Louis immediately said, “But, the benefits we bring to your Majesty are real. Don’t you want to hear about them? You will not only be able to learn about how to become a god, but you will also get the support of our Gathering of Darkness, which will be a great help to your Majesty, especially at this time!”

Heckfoss was still unconvinced. “Maybe it’s not help that you signify for my kingdom, but a group of hungry wolves coming to prey upon us!”

Louis saw the change in his eyes and got nervous. They had come all the way to look for an opportunity in the Sumerian Kingdom, but none of them thought that Heckfoss would still be alive.

This old monster, who had lived for two hundred years, made Louis extremely afraid. As long as he did not die, the enormous power of the Church of True God would be impossible to resist. This definitely disrupted Louis’ original plan.

But, at this moment, they had found another opportunity, as Heckfoss seemed to come around after thinking on it a bit more. “I can give you a chance, of course, to show me what you call loyalty and sincerity!” Heckfoss said to Louis.

Louis smiled slightly, but Heckfoss suddenly remembered something, so he asked Louis, “Your last name is Biketo? Why does that sound familiar?”

“My ancestor was Li Weisi Biketo!” Louis smiled and said.

As the thunder and lightning raged outside the window, Heckfoss looked up at Louis, seeing him in a brand new light.