• The Prologue of Blasphemy, translated
    (some content may be inappropriate for children)

    At the feet of of the snowy Alasja mountain is the Yeoh Church, one of the nineteen main churches of the God of Creation. The entire church is made of white marble, with twenty four enormous pillars in front of the church, each carved full of praising for God of Creation and his followers.

    At the top of the church stood a statue of an angel. The feathered wings emitting a gentle white magical light that covers the entire church.

    The construction of the church took sixteen years. At the day of finishing, thousands of horns sounded, flower petals fell like the rain, holy light shine from the heavens, an angel appeared and blessed the church with “Blessing of the Angel.” Ever since, the Yeoh church has been covered in holy light, and is the only church, besides the one the pope resides in, that had miracle appear at the day of creation.

    The fifty five year old archbishop Bluen slowly closed The Holy Praisings in front of him, finished the evening prayer. The nuns dressed in white slowly backed out of the church. The solemn and exalted Holy Poems still lingers in the air. Staring at the flame on the altar, Bluen felt an unexplained anxiety.

    The Moon Moseus is already half across the sky, Bluen finally found the cause of his anxiety. Yes, the Holy Maiden Viona that arrived at the church today. She has a delicate face like a classical sculpture, an upstanding nose, lips that seem carved, and a holy presences that surrounds her. With every movement, her curves under the white dress appears elusively in Bluen’s eyes.

    “That is an angel!” Bluen thought to himself. He felt his throat was dry, but could not find water. He cursed silently, stood up, and walked out of the church.

    Holy Maiden Viona grew up next to the pope himself, no one knew where she came from. For seventeen years, this is the first time she walked out of the Prime Holy Church.

    Under Viona’s ice like neck, the holy white robe could not cover the smallest mostments, they expanded in Bluen’s mind, burning in his conscious. For the first time, Bluen wished he was a thief, then he could…he smiled dryly, no thief could do anything to a level sixteen light mage. He himself trained for fourty years in the church and he is but a level thirteen light mage. Holy unfair God is!

    He looked at the Moon, and noticed the moon had a bloody red taint tonight. At the moment of his astonishment, the lights went out. The Holy Light the covered the church has disappeared!

    Darkness is definitely one of Bluen’s most hated things. He controlled his anxiety, and chanted quitely, his fingers making complex movements, preparing to cast a level three spell “Holy Light.” Besides exorcising evil, the spell could also be used as a temporary lighting.

    A black hand carved with countless magic symbols, more accurately, a hand of bones, silently wraped around Bluen’s throat, with a gentle slice of the index finger, Bluen’s Holy Light was never casted.

    A warrior covered in full plates stood besides Bluen’s corpse. Its armor darker than the night, holding a two handed sword burning with black flame, only from the hands of bones can one tell it is a skeleton. With a point of its sword, countless skeleton soldiers swarmed the church. An undead knight on a flaming skeleton horse rushed to the sides of the church, where the paladins rest.

    “What are those!! Soldiers!! Guards!! Get up!!”

    With a brief commotion, the holy knights of the church woke up. Four hundred paladins resides in Yeoh Church. These trained knights quickly armored themselves, some tried to block the entrance, others getting armed. Some priests have already started casting.

    Inside the church, under the now faint Holy Light, Viona’s face showed no emotions, looking arrogantly at the necromancer in front of him.

    The lich is covered in a black cloak, two ashen flames burned inside the eyesocks.

    “I am Lord Legions, the necromancer the church looked for for three hundred years.” The voice of Legions sounded directly in the mind of Viona.

    Viona was shocked. As a level sixteen light mage, one could say she is a demi-god. This necromancer could break her Protection of the Soul, and talk straight in her mind, doesn’t that mean his spirtual power is enough to take control? And this name, the most powerful necromancer Lord Legions, even the thought of his name tainted one’s soul with evil!

    “Let us see the real identity of the Holy Maiden!” Legions’ voice sounded in her conscious once again. The flames in the necromancer’s eyes suddenly bursts, an icy cold spirit wave rushed straight inside Viona’s conscious and exploded. Voina groan, some blood leaked from the corner of her mouth, then wave after waves of spiritual impacts exploded in her mind.

    She struggled, stunned by the unsurmounted power of Legions. “Why, an evil this powerful could escape the eyes of our father?!” With another spiritual wave, deep inside Viona’s soul, an enormous power erupted. The church is once again filled with praising songs for God, rays of holy light shooting out of Viona’s body, dispersing Legions’ spiritual attack. A pair of white feathered wings grew from Viona’s back. Under the Holy Power, Viona levitated into the air, her eyes turned completely silver.

    “In the name of the Holy Father, I will destroy the evil in front of me!” Viona’s voice is still pleasant, but without any human emotions. With her chanting, hundreds of holy spheres quickly gathered next to her.

    “He he…’’ Legions laughted gloomily, “I thought you were an ordinary angel, but you are actually a Light Angel in the second sphere. It seems like your God did not bless you with his protection.”

    With the completion of her casting, The holy song in the church raised up a pitch, Holy Spheres like bullets rained upon Legions. The necromancer snapped his wand, pale flame erupted around him, creating a wall of flames. Countless spheres fiercely striked the protective wall, every explosion weakened the flame a little. In an instant, the necromancer has received hundreds of strikes, the protective wall is on the verge of breaking. In this brief moment, Legions’ spell has finished. As his finger finished the last of the symbols, his left arm exploded into ash with a loud snapping sound.

    A huge magic array appeared on the ground behind Viona, black flames shot out towards the sky. In the void above the array, an enormous dragon head made of bones stretched out. The bone dragon stared at the Light Angel, its gigantic body slowly walked out of the Void, two thirds of the church is covered by this colossal bone dragon. A fully prepared Light Angel in battle form usually would not fear the Bone Dragon, the most powerful of the undead creatures. But this one felt different. A normal bone dragon is not this big, at most two thirds of its current size. The bones are usually pale or gray, and due to its long slumbers, covered with spider webs and dust. But the bones on this Bone Dragon are pitch black, magic symbols sometimes blinks on its bones. Viona felt more and more anxious. As a Light Angel, I would be able to handle two Bone Dragons, why am I scared?

    “Wait, I’ve never heard of a Bone Dragon being summon!”

    Viona pulled in her wings, the white robe seem to move without any wind, The holy song reached its climax, she released the strongest magic of a Light Angel, “Protection of the Light Angel,” a white sphere covered her entire body.

    “I said, God did not bless you.” The necromancer’s voice once again sounded in Viona’s conscious. The Bone Dragon flapped its boned wings, and raised its head. A silent roar spread from it. Out side the church, the paladins defending against the undeads assult all seem to be hit by a powerful blow, some of the weaker knights spit out some blood and fell to the floor. Viona’s Protection shaked, and she was pushed a few steps back.

    “I could bearly take a Dragon Roar, if it were the Dragon Breath…...” Without too much thoughts, Viona turned for the escape, but the silent Dragon Breath was already there, the protection undulatd and seems to fade. Then a blinding light, together with a storm struke the church and everything inside.

    When everything settled, Viona is carved into the walls of the church, the white robe in pieces, her skin exposed, with bloody scars everywhere. As the storm calmed, Viona’s body fell to the floor, leaving a bloody trail on the wall.

    “ho ho, to take the Dragon Breath of the Magic Dragon Atanstikla and only losing some skin, you are worthy of a Light Angel! But I doubt you have any Holy Powers left.” Viona coughed out some blood, and bearly managess to cover her breasts with the threaded robe, said to the necromancer.

    “You should know, everything you’ve done today would not escape the eyes of our Father. Even if your powers surpass me, you are no match for any of the Prime Gods…….The light of judgement will come soon, and no matter where you hide, you cannot escape your fate of being purified.”

    “It seems like you still don’t know what it is that I want. As a necromancer, my power has reached the limits of this dimension. The Judgement Light will shine upon me! God does not allow the existence of any power that threatens himt! I have been hiding for three hundred years, and I will no longer hide! Now, my cute little Light Angel, give me you soul.”

    “What? NO!! No…” Viona suddenly screamed, no longer looking anything like a Light Angel. The necromancer chanted again, the left shoulder bones turned into ashes. As the spell finished, a figured slowly entered the Church, then archbishop Bluen. His well preserved skin is now iron blue, the cut at the throat has let out all the blood. Bluen saw the pair of white and slender legs. The cravings of his previous life amplified under the undead magic, the archbishop roared like a beast, and threw himself on the Light Angel.

    Viona calmed down, gathered the remaining Holy Powers, ignoring the grasping and biting of the arch bishop, sneered at the necromancer. “You think you can get my soul like this?”

    “Of course not only that!” Legions right arm also exploded, a few streams of dark energy came out and into the Viona body. Viona found out with fear that the Holy Power she had prepared for self-explosion is now completely dispersed, and these energies bonded her soul, so that it could not ascend into the heavens.

    “The undead curse casted at the cost of my body is not easy to undo is it? So then, let the performance begin at this holy place! Hahahaha..!” Viona and Bluen’s body slowly levitated on top of the altar, the holy light now replaced by the energies of darkness, the holiest place is now the heaven of evil, desire, and fear.

    The arch bishop pounded on the body under him, yellowish liquid dripped from his tongue. Viona bit off the tip of her ton, a scream lacerated the seal of the necromancer, and penetrated the bloody red sky.

    In many mysterious churchs across the land, some conscious begin to awaken from slumder, and looked in the direction of the Yeoh Church. All the residence of the Pluse Harbor awaken from nightmare. Some walked outside their houses, only to find that sky has turned blood red. The church that can always been seen disappeared in the night. Slowly the entire realm seems to shake a bit.

    Inside the church, the archbishop breathed heavily like an animal, The metalic altar made screeching sounds. At the edge of the sky, white clouds rose and came towards the church. The bloody cloud seems to be squeezed together on top of the church. The white clouds roared with anger that sounded like thunder. Holy light shot out from the clouds, the undead creatures surrounding the church begin to burn. Painful and silent screams spread out in all direction.

    The necromancer continued his chanting, the bones on his body exploded one by one into ashes. The flames in his eyes turned even harder, staring at the squirming bodies on top of the altar. With a roar that sounded like thunder, the seeds of evil spread across Viona’s body.

    Viona’s spirit was finally broken at that point, the necromancer is left with only a small portion of his body. The flames in his eyes bursts, and her skull exploded, a tiny transparent figure flew out, but is bonded by dark energies. The necromancer opened his mouth and spit out a pearl looking sphere. Multiple complicated magic arrys floated around the sphere.

    “In the presence of the Soul Sphere, one of the God’s Artifacts, you have no where to escape, hahahaha!”

    The transparent soul of the Light Angel is instantly absorbed inside the sphere. The necromancers laughed as he looked at the soul. At last his own skull exploded, and a thread of dark energy flowed inside the sphere as well.

    The white clouds starts to shot out light cyan flames, the bloody cloud is completed burned, the Pluse Harbor shines as if it is daytime. The citizens stood on the street, observing the phenomenon in awe.

    The holy songs once again sounded, and it can be heard from thousands of miles away. A ray of white light came from the heavens, the Yeoh Church begins to burn, one after another the dark presences disappeared in the flame.

    Holy Calendar year six hundred eighty two. Yeoh Church was tainted by the undead, the strongest necromancer Lord Legions was purified by the Judgement Light, under the anger of the Gods. The renowned Church of Glory, the Yeoh Church was destroyed by the Light of Judgement.