Cursed Immortality

Chapter 1050: The Ceremonial Chalice of Justice! (1)

The Godly Faith Nectar was neither gold nor silver, but an ever-shifting iridescence, like dawn mist caught in pale moonlight.

Yet despite its beauty and profoundness, a primal, dangerous aura radiated from it—like the gaze of the god itself, warning all intruders that this was divinity distilled.

Jacob’s gaze lingered on the nectar, his Eyes of Judge flickering faintly. But the next moment, a hint of shock flashed past Jacob’s eyes because under the Judge’s spectrum of flaws, the Godly Faith Nectar looked like white mercury!

The reason behind Jacob’s shock was that this white mercury reminded him of something else, and to confirm his suspicion, he took something out of his Infinity Pendant!

It is a triangular pendant within a golden chain, and the pendant was imbued with a silver gem. At first glance, the pendant appeared ordinary, but within his Eyes of Judge, he couldn’t see anything except for a squirming drop of mercury-like white liquid.

This pendant was precisely the same pendant that Jacob had acquired after incinerating Sebastian’s corpse on the Unique Plains. Furthermore, this pendant was the only thing Sebastian had on his body.

Sebastian was apparently the father of the body Jacob was reincarnated in, so he was an essential piece of the puzzle in solving the mystery behind his sudden crossover.

However, before Jacob could unravel anything, it ended before it even started, and Autarch nearly lost his life while trying to take Sebastian’s memories.

But now, after seeing the mystical appearance of the Godly Faith Nectar through his Eyes of Judge, he couldn’t help but think about this pendant, yet he wasn’t completely sure if it was true of him or if he was overreacting.

Suddenly, the moment Jacob took out the triangular pendant, something astounding happened. The silver gem, for the first time, reacted, and it started to glow before an incomprehensible golden-white glyph appeared on the gem’s surface.

On the other hand, the ethereal runes on the ceremonial chalice started to shimmer before a suction force locked on the pendant naturally.

Jacob witnessed this entire scene as his flame eyes contorted, but he didn’t stop as he waited patiently and watched how everyone played out.

The next moment, Jacob saw the drop of white mercury within the pendant react to this suction force from the ceremonial chalice, and as if it had found an escape route, it started to slip away from the gem.

The suction force turned the drop of white mercury into a fine thread and guided it towards itself before the entire drop was absorbed into the chalice, and the suction force vanished.

At that moment, the gem within the pendant suddenly crumbled into fine dust, followed by the pendant and then the golden chain as if it served its purpose.

But Jacob’s eyes were flickering with killing intent as he ignored the pendant and glared at the Ceremonial Chalice and the Holy Justice God’s idol.

Jacob’s icy gaze turned profound and wary as he looked at the idol of the Holy Justice God,

No matter how much Jacob wanted to deny everything, and thought it was all a coincidence. But with his cautious nature and paranoid personality, he couldn’t help it.

Nonetheless, Jacob knew that worrying about this matter at this juncture was meaningless because the prime suspect of his doubts was a literal almighty God, who has connections with everything, while the other Gods didn’t, or there was another more profound mystery behind it.

So, even if he wants answers, Immortika won’t tell me just because he asked, and the Holy Justice God was too powerful for him to threaten. The only option left for Jacob was to keep walking on his path and solve everything eventually.

Still, today he got another vital clue about the mystery of his new life, and it was better than nothing.

Jacob then finally focused on the ceremonial chalice, and after what just happened, he was sure that the chalice was a unique treasure that could gather the Godly Faith Nectar and store it.

As for how the Godly Faith Nectar was gathered from the believers, Jacob has a suspicion that the idol of the Holy Justice God might have something to do with this particular method.

At this moment, Jacob approached the Ceremonial Chalice, and the hexagon badge on his collar reacted even strongly than it had been protecting Jacob from the mysterious formation guarding this place.

Jacob also tried to use his soul force to collect the Ceremonial Chalice, but it recoiled before it could even come in contact with the chalice.

His soul force recoiled around the floor, which was inlaid around the idol with circular formations—complex runic arrays wrought from unknown materials, humming with mystical power.

As Jacob got closer, the air itself felt dense, each breath heavy, as though the very atmosphere resisted his presence.

At this moment, standing before the chalice, Jacob felt something unknown brush against his entire being, and for a moment, his eyes trembled as he thought the Holy Justice God Idol’s gaze had suddenly flickered.

Jacob thought intensely and looked towards the idol’s eyes, but except for that profound aura, he didn’t sense anything.

Nonetheless, he thoroughly remembered Eliza’s warnings and started to hesitate whether he should really touch that Chalice with his bare hands. According to Eliza, she never dares to touch the Ceremonial Chalice, and it has been in this place since the founding of the Cardinal Spirit Temple.

There were no traces of other Holy Pontiffs touching this chalice or daring to betray the Holy Justice God. Eliza took this risk because of the temptation of the Divine Inheritance of the Temple of the Blazing Flame.

After a moment, Jacob decided to be cautious and changed his main body with the soul puppet while hiding himself with the security of the Infinite Space.

Once prepared, slowly, his soul puppet’s hand extended toward the chalice, soul force coiling around it like a serpent, ready to claim what had been guarded for countless generations.

As long as he touches the Chalice, he’ll instantly teleport his puppet into the infinite space, and after what’s happened, it has nothing to do with him!

Just when the soul puppet’s bone fingers glided silently through the dense, reverent air, the runic circles beneath the idol of the Holy Justice God shimmered faintly, reacting to the puppet’s intrusion despite the presence of the hexagon badge.

Yet for an instant, nothing happened. The puppet’s hand hovered just an inch above the chalice’s iridescent surface.

Then, without warning, a mystical force erupted from the serene marble idol towering above.

The idol’s right eye, crowned by the blazing golden-white flame, suddenly flickered alive—its gaze shifting, impossibly, toward the approaching puppet.

At that moment, time itself seemed to freeze. Jacob’s perception stretched, his soul force roaring in warning, yet there was nothing he could do.

From the idol’s right eye, a streak of golden-white flame—pure, oppressive, and absolute—shot forth like divine judgment itself. It caught the puppet’s hand in a blinding flash.

There was no struggle. The puppet’s hand ignited instantly, the golden-white flame spreading up its arm like wildfire devouring dry grass. No smoke, no heat—only annihilation.

In the blink of an eye, the entire soul puppet crumbled to fine ash, consumed utterly by divine power meant not to burn, but to annihilate. A drifting veil of white dust floated where the puppet had stood.

But just in the nick of time, the hexagon badge on the puppet vanished before it could be caught by the golden-white flame.

The hall fell eerily silent once more, as though nothing had happened. The idol’s right eye returned to stillness, its flame dimming to a tranquil glow—yet in that calm lingered an unspoken warning.

In the Infinite Space, Jacob’s main consciousness recoiled, his Eyes of Judge narrowing in profound dread.

Although the damage to his soul was minimal since he was ready for something like this, Jacob was still shocked by the utter annihilation of the Legendary Lord Rank Soul Puppet without even a sliver of resistance. He felt the remnants of the puppet’s soul force—its existence utterly erased by a power beyond even Quasi-Myth might.

Furthermore, before he retrieved his consciousness from the puppet, Jacob had experienced everything, especially that golden white flame that appeared from the right eye, which should be the Eyes of the Judge.

At this moment, a thought flashed in mind, ’