"Grand Elder, watch your words!" the big fat Pope reprimanded in displeasure.
In the Calamity Church, Kironlo was only apprehensive of the Pope because the Pope was the only one in the entire Calamity Church who possessed strength on par with him. Upon hearing the Pope's shout, Kironlo immediately realized that his words were inappropriate and restrained himself a little.
"He's stronger than me!" the six-horned tribal king said indifferently as he looked at Han Shuo.
"What?! He's stronger than you?!" Kironlo was taken aback. He was at a complete loss and found it hard to believe what Kironlo had just said.
Other than the big fat Pope, the numerous elders of the Calamity Church in the hall also couldn't conceal the shock in their hearts as they stared at Han Shuo. Their minds were racing and their eyes were flickering. No one could tell what they were plotting.
"Yes, he's stronger than me, and stronger than all of you here!" The six-horned tribal king continued to categorize Han Shuo's valiant strength with certainty, as though he was afraid that the elders in the hall didn't understand what he meant.
Because they knew that the six-horned tribal king would never speak nonsense, the crowd couldn't help but feel a little more vigilant when they looked at Han Shuo. After hearing the six-horned tribal king's words, some of the cardinals who had previously reached a secret agreement with Kironlo began to reconsider whether it was necessary to abide by that agreement.
"Impossible, impossible …" Kironlo mumbled in disbelief. His mind was in a state of confusion and confusion. Although they were all in the basegod realm, there were naturally differences in strength. After joining hands with the Pope to deal with the six-horned tribal king, Kironlo knew that the six-horned tribal king's strength was slightly more valiant than both he and the Pope due to his unique soul attack methods.
As the only remaining grand elder of the Calamity Church, Kironlo had had dealings with the Supreme Pontiff of the Church of Light. He knew that the Supreme Pontiff of the Church of Light's formidable strength was largely due to the support of divine weapons. Even so, the Supreme Pontiff of the Church of Light was only as strong as Kironlo.
According to Kironlo's understanding, Han Shuo might be able to get rid of the Light Pope by a fluke, but he might not necessarily be able to defeat the six-horned tribal king. That was why he was provoking Han Shuo in every possible way, hoping that the six-horned tribal king would humiliate or even kill him.
However, no matter how hard he guessed, he could never have guessed that the six-horned tribal king and Han Shuo had already met, and that Han Shuo's strength was completely different from what he had expected. In this way, as a cultivator of the elemental energy of death, it would be very difficult for him to snatch the Calamity Church's treasure, the skeletal staff, away from Han Shuo.
"Brian, come and sit!" The Pope of the Calamity Church was elated to see Kironlo's unsightly expression. He smiled from ear to ear and shouted at Han Shuo.
Every person in a high position did not wish for others to constantly point fingers at them, and he was naturally no exception. However, Kironlo's reputation in the Calamity Church was exceedingly high. His strength was also exceedingly terrifying. Naturally, he formed a rather special force within the Calamity Church. This force could even influence his decisions at times. This made Kironlo extremely dissatisfied.
It was just that Kironlo's identity and status were there for all to see. Although the Pope was dissatisfied, there was nothing he could do about it. Now, seeing Kironlo being humiliated in front of Han Shuo, the big fatty felt very comfortable.
Han Shuo did not stand on ceremony. Under the Pope's beckoning, he came to the big fatty's side, found an empty seat, and sat down without the slightest awkwardness.
"Come, six-horned guest, come and sit beside me." While the Pope was beckoning Han Shuo, Kironlo squeezed out a friendly smile on his face and greeted the six-horned tribal king enthusiastically.
During this period of time, Kironlo had been deliberately trying to rope in the six-horned tribal king, and he had indeed achieved some results. According to his thinking, the six-horned tribal king should naturally go over to him after he called out to Han Shuo.
However, accidents always happen. This time, the six-horned tribal king did not pay any attention to him. Instead, to everyone's surprise, he walked straight toward Han Shuo, as though he did not hear Kironlo's call at all.
Seeing that the six-horned tribal king walked straight toward Han Shuo as though he did not hear his words, Kironlo's expression turned even more unsightly. His gloomy and cold eyes constantly roamed between Han Shuo and the six-horned tribal king. No one knew what he was thinking.
After sitting down next to Han Shuo, the six-horned tribal king looked at Han Shuo anxiously. After a moment of silence, he asked, "Those energy stones, where did you collect them from? Can you tell me? "
"You don't have to think about looking for them. I've already obtained all the energy stones in that place," Han Shuo answered frankly, telling the tribal king to drop the idea as soon as possible.
Upon hearing Han Shuo's words, the six-horned tribal king was filled with disappointment. He said indifferently, "What a pity, what a pity!"
The two did not deliberately lower their voices when they spoke. Each and every one of the grand elders present was a person of extraordinary strength. Naturally, they heard every word clearly. It was only at this moment that they realized that Han Shuo and the six-horned tribal king must have met before. They must have exchanged blows and reached a tacit understanding. Otherwise, given the six-horned tribal king's cruelty and ruthlessness, there was no way he would be so obedient.
"Alright, now that everyone is here, let's have a good talk!" the big fatty raised his voice and lightly shouted. All the grand elders who were whispering to each other immediately shut their mouths.
The big fatty nodded toward the people outside. Then, the doors of the Cardinals' Hall slowly closed. At this moment, all the unrelated people walked out of the great hall. When the great hall was completely closed, an enchantment was immediately triggered and enveloped the entire Cardinals' Hall. This ensured that no one outside could hear the conversation being held inside.
"Everyone present here is the cornerstone of the Church. Brian and Six-Horned are also members of the Church. I believe that no one has any objections to this, right?" the big fatty said smilingly as he looked around after the doors of the Cardinals' Hall were closed.
"That's not necessarily the case!" Kironlo's enigmatic voice suddenly sounded. He sized up Han Shuo with an unfriendly gaze and said, "Ancestor Six-Horned participated in the great war five thousand years ago. The Church has records that can prove this. Some of the walls here also have images of the Soul Race. It's certain that he's one of us. However, Brian merely obtained our Church's sacred weapon, the skeletal staff, by a freak combination of factors. The Church has repeatedly sought him out for confirmation, but he adamantly refused to acknowledge that he's one of us. If he doesn't even consider himself a brother of the Church, then why should we be so anxious to acknowledge him? "
"That's true. Brian has never expressed this point. Could it be that he's rejecting our Church?" A sacred magus master who also cultivated in the elemental energy of death hastily chimed in after Kironlo's words. As he also cultivated in the elemental energy of death, he had received Kironlo's guidance and had always stood by Kironlo's side.
"He's the master of the skeletal staff. Of course he's one of us. There's no need to dispute this point! The reason why he never acknowledged his identity before was because he wasn't aware of the close relationship between the skeletal staff and our Church. Now that Brian has personally come here, isn't this enough to prove his sincerity? " The big fatty was usually all smiles. However, when he put on a stern face, the aura of someone who had been in a high position for a long time would immediately become overbearing, giving off an extremely oppressive feeling.
When Han Shuo saw that the many cardinals in the hall were forced to smile awkwardly without daring to say anything, he immediately deduced that the big fatty indeed had the strongest influence in the Calamity Church. His stern face and cold shout at this moment were vastly different from his usual self. Han Shuo couldn't help but take a few more glances at the big fatty in astonishment.
"Don't you agree, Brian?" When the big fatty saw that no one dared to say anything due to his imposing aura, he let out another cold groan. Then, he put on a faint smile and asked Han Shuo who stood beside him.
"Of course. The skeletal staff is in my hands, and I cultivate in necromancy magic. I've come here this time to make my stand clear." Han Shuo understood the Pope's intentions. His attitude was very sincere, as though he was returning home from a long journey. He even sighed endlessly after finishing his speech.
"How shameless!" The many elders all had the same thought. They were all wily old foxes. How could they not see the true indifference beneath Han Shuo's sincere attitude?
"That's right. Brian is naturally one of us. There's no need to doubt him." The big fatty was all smiles again, as though the person with the stern face just now wasn't him at all.
"I can't see any sincerity in his words. Perhaps he covets the influence of our Church on Profound Continent. Who knows what he's up to in coming here. Hmph, the skeletal staff is a sacred relic of the Church. For it to fall into the hands of such a junior will only bring shame to the skeletal staff. I think it's better to have him hand over the skeletal staff and slowly test if he's truly working for the Church. " Kironlo was determined to make life difficult for Han Shuo. When he saw that no one else dared to say anything under the pressure of the Pope, he had no choice but to step out and stop Kironlo himself.
The face of the Pope of the Calamity Church darkened as soon as he heard those words. He was truly enraged. He sized Kironlo up with cold eyes, as though contemplating whether he should shed all pretenses of cordiality and disrespect his elders.
The big fatty was well aware of what the Pope was thinking. At the end of the day, all he wanted was Han Shuo's skeletal staff. He believed that it was all thanks to the skeletal staff that Han Shuo could attain such terrifying strength in the short span of a decade or so. Kironlo was able to spread plagues across the entire continent. He was a madman to begin with. On top of that, the temptation of the skeletal staff was just too great. There was no way he could stop his heart of greed from gushing out.
"Old thing, are you done yet?" Han Shuo impatiently shouted before the Pope of the Calamity Church could even open his mouth.
Given Han Shuo's current strength, a mere basegod was nothing in his eyes. The reason why he was willing to cooperate with the Pope was because Han Shuo was interested in the evil god of the Church. However, Han Shuo was indeed fed up with the fact that a basegod was being noisy in front of him time and time again.
"How dare you disrespect your elders! In the Church, which has a strict hierarchy, one must show basic respect to the elders. If you don't even know this, how can you be considered a member of the Church? "Kironlo sneered as though he had caught Han Shuo's weakness.
"Who do you think you are?! A sinner who almost consigned the Church to eternal damnation because of a single wrong decision is worthy of my respect? You think you're worthy? "Han Shuo looked at Kironlo with cold eyes. He didn't care about the Pope's reputation at all and maliciously exposed his past.
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