Chapter 124: Battle of the Stigmata, Part
After the negotiations broke down, the natural next step was to fight.

It's simple, but fighting is different from fighting.

Because of different purposes, the intensity of the battle, the resources and energy invested will be different...

“Leonard, are you crazy?” A hexagram appeared under Lanevus’ feet, blocking the scorching sun spell thrown by Leonard.

His face was full of disbelief.

Fight, Leonard and do it yourself.

These are acceptable to Lanevus.

But in your situation, shouldn't it be a competition where everyone gets along well with each other? After a pleasant fight, Lanevus, I, will give up evil and turn to good, successfully clearing my name!
What's the matter with you looking like a mortal enemy? !

"I'm not crazy!" With bright eyes, Leonard expressed his disgust for Lanevus without any concealment.

"People like you are a nuisance as long as they are alive!"

"I, I am a nuisance to live like this?" Lanevus pointed at himself. He was amused by Leonard's words.

He looked at Leonard with full sarcasm.

"What are you going to do? Kill me? Save Tingen City?

Stop kidding, you can't save this city! This is the way the world is!
Cruel, bloody, crazy and desperate.

If you don't use all your strength to devour everything from others without any bottom line, you will only become fat meat on other people's plates!"

“I did defraud those people, I am a bad person who does all kinds of evil and has no bottom line, I am an evil cultist, but is all this my fault?
Why can't you forgive me!

I can help your Church of the Night deal with the slums and alleviate the wave of unemployment caused by mechanical changes. Why can't you give me a chance? "

"I will take care of everything. Not a single bastard who deserves to go to hell will be left behind!" Leonard's faith was not shaken by Lanevus's words at all. He stared at him bluntly.

"You will be given a fair and just trial!"

"Judgment, who can judge me?"

The hexagram array beneath his feet emitted wisps of black air, and Lanevus's sleeves were blown up by the invisible wind.

"Who can judge me, Lanevus?"

"Leonard, thank the great Russell Gustav. If it weren't for him, I think it would take hundreds of times longer to collect so much resentment."

"Look, look, this is reality! This is the sin of Tingen City!"

Black air enveloped Lanevus. Shrouded by resentment, negative emotions, and malice, he became a figure like black mud.

Evil, madness, monster, anti-humanity, the evil of human nature!
Lanevus now has too many names to call him.

"Leonard, be careful!" The old man controlled Leonard's body and asked him to leave the apartment quickly.

Leaving the apartment, Leonard looked at the house.

Waves of visible resentment were madly converging here, as if because of certain patterns of the hexagram array, this place had become the heart that absorbed the evil thoughts of the city of Tingen.

"Lanevers, you went to the lower street to give the resentment a target." Leonard also saw what Lanevus's "purpose" was.

The huge and indescribable gap between the upper and lower societies in Tingen has caused this city to have too much resentment, malice, despair and wailing.

These grievances are in the factories, docks, slums, and every inch of the soil of Tingen City. The malice is deeply soaked in Tingen City.

"Lower Iron Cross Street, Golden Wutong District, Resentment, Ritual Magic..." The old man also discovered Lanevus's problem at this time.

He shouldn't have known what Lanevus had done.

No, or in other words, with Lanevus's level, how could he know how to play with this power?

"He is the owner of the stigmata." Leonard expressed the old man's thoughts.

Only if Lanevus is the owner of the stigmata can he perform such an exaggerated ritual magic and leverage such terrifying power.

In just a few seconds, before Leonard's eyes, this monster formed from the black mud of human malice began to change into something even more terrifying.

The malicious mud tore an inexplicable crack in the ground, soil, walls, and houses, and in this apartment.

"He's invading the spirit world!"

The old man said in a serious tone: "We must pull him out! Otherwise, when he completely merges with the spirit world, he will become truly immortal!"

Maybe Lanevus was already dead by then, swallowed up by the malicious black mud. But this monster, born from the evil resentment that Tingen City had been accumulating, would be eternal with this city!
The monster will become the evil side of Tingen City, taking root in the spirit world. "I understand." Leonard rubbed his right hand and looked up at the stars in the sky.

At night, the goddess blesses.

Time, the boiling of spirituality.

"You are higher than the stars,
The goddess of night who is older than eternity;
The Lord of Crimson, the Mother of Secrets,

Queen of misery and terror,

Lord of sleep and silence."

Chanting the ancient Hermetic language, Leonard opened his hands and used his spiritual power.

The ritual points to the goddess, and the magic pries open the hidden power of the night in mysticism.

Under the moonlight, the night was shrouded in darkness, and the light was being eroded bit by bit by some invisible force.

However, this was not Leonard's real attack, but just a prelude to the restriction.

"Old man, limit it to one minute!"

The old man said helplessly: "This is the last time. You can't ask an old guy like me to fight every time. I'm just an ordinary old man."

■■ (Theft)
The malicious black mud stopped, and at this moment it forgot what it needed to do.

"The night is nearly dark, the day is near,

The hope of glory gives me joy;
Wonderful truth, joyful message,
............"

Chanting in the ancient Hermetic language, relying on the wisdom bestowed by the holy scar on the back of his hand, Leonard leveraged the extraordinary power like a midnight light.

The sleep of the night fell, and an abnormal force began to emerge within this malicious mud.

The force tore through the sweeping waves of malice, and an "abnormal" voice emerged among the disgusting mutterings.

"Goddess of Night, thank you for your gift..."

"Goddess of Night, thank you for your help..."

"Goddess in Black, please protect my children..."

In front of Leonard's eyes, the mud now presented a different "picture".

There is an orphanage that was established because of the Church of Night. These ordinary people help each other and struggle to survive in the face of death.

Some people have gained new hope because of the church's past help.

There are wealthy councillors who believe in the Church of Night and have created charitable organizations to help many people who should be dead stay alive.

…………Many, many.

"Old man, help!"

"You still used the stigmata..." The old man didn't know what to say.

In Pales' opinion, if this power of unknown origin can be avoided, then the best option is not to use it.

"Old man!"

"Hey, this is the last time."

“By leveraging the mystery of the Church of Evernight, relying on this power, Lanevus is in trouble.” Watching the battle here, Fors’ right eye emitted a scarlet light.

“Do we need to take action? Leonard and Lanevus both possess stigmata. If we take action now, we might be able to take them down at the same time.” Amon, the crow squatting on Fors’ shoulder, gave a rational suggestion.

"No." Fors shook her head.

"Leonard, Lanevus, and four other stigma holders. Perhaps the rest of the stigma holders are also watching this battle."

"If we don't act now, Leonard and Lanevus will become very troublesome."

"I know about the angels who restore their powers, the offspring of divinity and evil gods, and the advent of God, but these are not troublesome."

"That's right." Crow Amon agreed.

Maybe Leonard and Lanevus are very strong, but Fors, who is under the protection of Mr. Men, will be even stronger.

(End of this chapter)