You Have Science, I Have Martial Arts-Chapter 651 - 288: You Can’t Handle This Overwhelming Fortune (Part 2)

In the recent clash, the surrounding people did not see what happened. They only saw Ye Qingzhou grasping the Philosopher's Stone, then suddenly kneeling on one knee, vomiting a mouthful of black blood.

And in the black blood, countless mutated plague insects were wriggling continuously.

If it weren't for Ye Qingzhou mastering the Grand Emperor's undying divine techniques and expelling these plague insects from his body in time, he probably wouldn't have escaped death.

The power of the Path of Plague, even if a Martial Saint is infected, surviving is very difficult.

At this time, Ye Qingzhou had consumed a vast amount of vitality, his body extremely weak, struggling even to stand.

"Good opportunity!"

Bucker suddenly shifted tactics, abandoning Simon and launching a stealth attack on Ye Qingzhou, targeting nothing else but the Philosopher's Stone in his hand.

"Hand it over!"

"Want it?"

Ye Qingzhou sneered coldly, casually tossing the Philosopher's Stone over.

"Glad you know your place!"

Bucker grabbed the flying Philosopher's Stone, feeling the infinite power contained within, his face showing almost frantic joy: "Oh Night God above, is this the reward for my devotion?"

Yet before Bucker could revel in his happiness for a few seconds, cold sweat appeared on his forehead, followed by a scream and roar: "No!"

Bang~

His entire body suddenly exploded, flesh flying everywhere, leaving no remains.

Ye Qingzhou raised his hand, voice contemptuous: "Clearly, you can't handle this immense fortune."

On the other side, Vivian and Delphine had teamed up to deal with Simon and Doma. Seeing Bucker's miserable end, they mistakenly thought it was Ye Qingzhou's doing, looking guarded: "What did you do?"

"I did nothing, he brought this upon himself."

Ye Qingzhou pocketed the Philosopher's Stone.

Earlier, he played all his cards, barely enduring the Plague Knight's world-shattering punch.

Clearly, the Philosopher's Stone in front of him was already owned, and Cardinal Morris only had the right to use it, not its actual owner.

Bucker lacked the capability, yet dared to snatch treasures wildly, so he sealed his own fate.

Ye Qingzhou took a deep breath, converting the Power of Thought Ability transmitted from the Xuanyuan Sword, finally suppressing his internal injuries and recovering some primordial qi.

"Wait, Bishop Morris is already dead, why hasn't the ritual stopped?"

Delphine looked shocked.

Vivian also felt an ominous premonition: "Unless, Morris was never the mastermind..."

Just then, a thicker red pillar of light broke through the seal of Saint Etienne Cathedral, shooting into the sky from underground, dyeing the night sky a deep crimson.

In the red light pillar, a pitch-black inverted cross slowly rose, and on the cross, an exquisitely beautiful girl in a white robe was nailed to it.

Iron nails penetrated her tender palms, and the blood flowing out was continuously absorbed by the cross behind her, illuminating more and more magic runes.

"That's the Night Order's Saintess!"

"Rescue her!"

Vivian wasn't acting out of kindness, she was from Dian Country and didn't care about the fate of the Night God worshippers, but the ritual had to be disrupted now; otherwise, the entire Fashion Capital would be destroyed.

Bam~ Bam~

Delphine fired two consecutive shots, and the bullets hit both Vivian and herself separately.

Alchemy bullets do not only cause harm but can also, through the power of the elements, provide special blessings for oneself and teammates.

This time, the bullets Delphine shot were called 'Wings of Victory,' generating 'V'-shaped wings upon impact, granting temporary flight ability.

The two spread their wings and flew, quickly approaching the pitch-black inverted cross.

Just as they were about to rescue the Night Saintess, a sword qi soared across the air, first severing Vivian's Wings of Victory, and then, at a clever angle, ricocheting to shatter the wings behind Delphine.

One 'sword' to slay two birds!

"Who!"

"Sneaky coward, truly despicable!"

Vivian and Delphine landed awkwardly and immediately looked around warily.

At this moment, a graceful figure strolling with leisurely steps appeared in everyone's sight. He held a book in his left hand, a rapier in his right, with glasses perched on his nose, exuding an intellectual scholar's aura.

"Knight Gavin!"

Vivian looked incredulous: "Sir, why are you here?"

She gripped the handle of her gun, already having an answer in her heart, but still clinging to a sliver of hope, unwilling to accept the harsh reality.

The Blood-Colored Sanctuary, for over a thousand years, had replaced the original divine system of Europe, becoming the lifelong faith of countless people.

Vivian, born into a knightly family, was a devout believer of the Blood-Colored Sanctuary from a young age, and Gavin, as one of the twelve Saint Hall Knights, was of noble descent, a Divine Blood Saint Descendant, and also scholarly, thus bestowed with the title "Wise Knight," admired by countless followers.

Vivian was one of them, and the Wise Knight Gavin was the person she idolized most in her life. She joined the Round Table Knight Order to practice the chivalric way and become a guardian of light.

"Knight Gavin, could it be that you too have betrayed the god?"

"Betrayal?"

Gavin's high nose bridge and deep gaze bore the look of a knowledgeable scholar, yet his words sent a chill through Vivian's heart: "Wrong, Morris wasn't lying, this is indeed the will of the gods."

"Impossible!"

Vivian refused to believe: "The gods are merciful, how could they issue such an absurd oracle?"