Han Jin couldn't wait to jump into one of the pits. The pit was only half a meter deep, but it had a wide diameter of about seven or eight meters. The little thunderbirds that were chasing after him didn't care about anything else. Wherever Han Jin went, they would follow. One by one, they fell into the pit. In the next moment, Han Jin had already jumped out from the other side. This made it difficult for the little thunderbirds. They rushed to the edge of the pit and bounced non-stop, but no matter how hard they tried, they couldn't jump over the half-meter deep pit wall.
Han Jin clapped his hands and let out a long sigh.
"Raphael, what's wrong?" Gibran laughed. "You have so many expressions …"
"I want to sing." Han Jin's face was full of helplessness. Last night, he slept separately from Gibran and the others because the little thunderbirds were so close to Han Jin. Everyone was worried that one of them would turn over while sleeping and crush the thunderbirds, so they built a separate straw shed for Han Jin. But in Han Jin's eyes, it wasn't a straw shed at all. It was a chicken coop!
He was already very depressed, but Yalina kept pestering him, repeatedly telling Han Jin to be careful at night and not move around. In fact, Han Jin was a very polite person, but after being harassed by the little thunderbirds for a whole day and having to sleep in a chicken coop at night and Yalina's annoying, he couldn't help it and told Yalina on the spot that if she was worried, she could sleep with him. Yalina blushed and ran away in a panic. Until now, she hadn't said a word to Han Jin.
"Haha …" Saxon laughed. "I hope your singing isn't as good as Sassoux's." Everyone had experienced Sassoux's singing. When Yalina was angry about something, she would immediately send a bolt of lightning over whenever a bird or beast chirped. In the end, Morrisons played dirty and tried to invite Sassoux to sing. One could imagine how annoying Sassoux's singing was, to the point of being struck by lightning.
"Don't compare me to him." Han Jin walked to the campfire and sat down.
"You can really sing?" Julia asked with a smile.
Just as Han Jin was about to speak, Yalina suddenly stood up, walked to the side, and sat down again. Winston and the others tacitly lowered their heads at the same time and focused on the barbecue as if nothing had happened.
Han Jin coughed. He knew that what he said yesterday was too much and should find a chance to apologize to Yalina. Now, he could only try his best to change the topic. "If we knew the little thunderbirds were so troublesome, we should've hatched them after we returned to the city. What do we do now? We can't leave. Are we going to stay here and wait for them to grow up? "
"Can we bring them all back with the space scroll?" Julia asked.
"No." Kane shook his head. "Although the thunderbirds are small, there are too many of them. It should be beyond the capacity of the space scroll."
"Should be? So … you're just guessing? "Gibran asked.
"Yes." Kane looked at Yalina, and so did everyone else. Yalina was the only one here who could surpass Kane in terms of magical attainment.
"Kane is right." Yalina had to speak. "I've read about this before. We can't take the risk. If we cause a space distortion, even we won't be able to escape, let alone the thunderbirds."
"So we really have to stay here?" Léger smiled bitterly. "Why don't we go back to the city first?"
"Listen to his nonsense? What does he know? " Yalina pouted. "We've already killed those adult thunderbirds. Without the nourishment of electric elements, the thunderbird eggs will soon wither."
"If we went back the day before yesterday, it should be fine, right?"
"Don't forget where we are now! This is the southwest region of the Tarasha Mountains. The rainy season came more than a month earlier than ours. Without thunderstorms, what can I do by myself? "
Just as Han Jin and the others were talking about the little thunderbirds, a group of people was slowly approaching Thunder Valley. Walking at the front was a swordsman in his thirties. He had black hair and black eyes. The lines of his face were very resolute. He had a pair of bright eyes, a high nose, and slightly thin lips. This person's temperament was a bit strange. His every movement was very dignified, like a big shot who had been in a high position for a long time. However, there was a cynical smile at the corner of his mouth, giving off a sloppy feeling.
The person walking beside him was also in his thirties. He wore a priest's robe with a white border and a black background. This kind of priest's robe was not worn casually. The Vatican had strict regulations for priest's robe. The Pope's robe was red, the archbishop's robe was white border and black background, and the cardinal's robe was white border and red background. It was obvious that this ordinary-looking person was an archbishop.
Behind them were a dozen followers. Although they were walking in this dangerous forest, their expressions were calm and collected, as if they were playing in their own backyard.
"Your Majesty, should we go back?" The archbishop smiled bitterly. "We've been walking in the forest for months. You … really have the time."
"What's the hurry?" The swordsman said faintly. "No matter what, we have to kill some high-level holy animals and go back happily. Otherwise, it'll be too embarrassing."
"Your Majesty, don't joke around. Your strength has been recognized by all the lords. Who would still doubt you?" The archbishop laughed.
"All the lords? Not even close. "The swordsman looked back at the archbishop." What's wrong? Your face is full of reluctance. You don't want to accompany me anymore? "
"Sigh …" The archbishop sighed. "Who would believe it? I'm a bishop who promotes love and justice everywhere. How could I accompany someone to hunt in the forest? "
"I know you don't like it, but I like it. Don't your doctrines always say that you have to be brave and sacrifice? For me, you can sacrifice this once." The swordsman said with a smile.
The archbishop shrugged. "Your Majesty, I have to say that your interest should not be here, but in Iron Fist City! Aren't you worried that something might change? "
"Those who deserve to die are all dead. What change can there be?" The swordsman smiled. "Forget it. We came out to play to relieve our boredom. Let's not talk about that painful and depressing place."
"Painful? Depressing? " The archbishop was stunned. Others might not understand the swordsman in front of him, but he knew him too well. After all, the two of them grew up together. At the age of fifteen, he had inherited the position of Lord and personally led his army to conquer the world. He had created countless glorious achievements. Up until now, a total of nine Lords had died under his sword. His name had shaken the entire continent. This decisive and powerful King could actually feel pain and depression?
"You don't understand?" The swordsman narrowed his eyes slightly. "Actually … I hate it when people share my power. Every time I see those churches, I feel very, very disgusted!"
The archbishop's body stiffened. He stared at the swordsman blankly, not knowing what to say.
Both of them stared at each other for a moment. Suddenly, the swordsman burst into laughter. He reached out and patted the archbishop's shoulder. "You, you … I was just joking. Look at you, you're so scared."
The archbishop revealed a smile that was uglier than crying.
"After so many years, you still don't understand me? My faith in the God of Light is unshakable! "The swordsman stared into the archbishop's eyes." Do you believe it? "
The archbishop did not know whether to nod or shake his head. The swordsman was very ambitious. He liked to be straightforward and even capricious. His hands were stained with the blood of countless people. To say that he believed in the God of Light … was really a big joke. Nodding went against his conscience. He did not want to flatter anyone, but shaking his head would hurt their friendship.
"Actually, I don't believe it myself." The swordsman chuckled. "However, I have to thank you, old friend. I know what kind of person I am. If it wasn't for the restrictions of the Holy See, perhaps … I would have become a complete lunatic."
The archbishop heaved a sigh of relief in his heart and smiled as well.
"This is also the wish of the Pope." The swordsman said calmly. "If a powerful empire appears on the continent, it will definitely pose a serious threat to him."
The smile on the archbishop's face stiffened again. Although everyone knew these things, they could not say it out loud. It was just like everyone knew what a person's body looked like. However, they could not run around naked on the streets. They had to cover up their private parts.
"All these years, I've wronged you. On one hand, you have to do your best to resolve the conflict between me and the Church. On the other hand, you have to satisfy the Pope. As an archbishop … it's too tiring." The swordsman stared at the archbishop and said word by word, "I owe you!"
The archbishop suddenly felt a lump in his throat. His eyes also became moist. The swordsman's words struck a chord in his heart. On one hand, there was a deep friendship. On the other hand, there was a firm belief. It was really too difficult to find a balance between the two.
"Oh right, according to the teachings, sacrifices will go to heaven. Is that right?" The swordsman suddenly changed the topic.
"Why?" The archbishop suppressed his agitated emotions and said with a smile, "You want to discuss the teachings with me?"
"I'm willing to discuss it with you, but I'd rather do it myself." The swordsman moved his wrist, and a sword light shot out. He was extremely fast. He grasped the sword, drew it out of the scabbard, stabbed, pierced, unsheathed the sword, and sheathed it. This series of actions were completed in an instant. Even after he sheathed the sword, the blood on the wound did not have time to flow out.
The archbishop took a few steps back and covered the wound on his chest with his hand. He stared at the swordsman in a daze. His eyes were filled with disbelief. He really could not believe it! The followers behind him were all dumbfounded. They would never have dreamed that their king would attack the archbishop of the diocese, an old friend who was like family to them!
"You … You …" The archbishop pointed at the swordsman with a trembling finger.
"I don't know how to repay you. After thinking about it, I can only send you to heaven," the swordsman said calmly. The Swordsman faintly said, "Say thank you to me. We had a perfect beginning, so we should also have a perfect ending, right?"
The archbishop slowly lowered his head and looked at the blood dripping from his chest. He then raised his head to look at the swordsman. The psychological blow was far greater than the physical injury. Even at this moment, he still could not react.
"Heaven is beautiful, and it belongs to you. The world is cruel, and it belongs to me." The swordsman sighed softly. "I'll give you one last piece of advice. Don't tell a king what to do. Since he can become a king, he will definitely not like the feeling of being controlled by others. No one can. If he can be controlled by others, he will never become a true king. "
The archbishop took a deep breath, and then suddenly let out an angry roar. Waves of extremely violent and even crazy magic waves covered the sky. A huge ball of light appeared, and the dazzling light was dozens of times brighter than the sun. Not only the people in the field, even Han Jin and the others who were more than five kilometers away could not help but close their eyes.
Then, the ball of light exploded, and a shadow formed completely by light appeared in the sky. The shadow was about 100 meters tall, and the light wings on its back stretched out to more than 1,000 meters. It was holding a huge sword with both hands, and the immense pressure made it difficult for people to breathe. The next moment, the shadow swooped down from the sky and swung the huge sword. The burning flames almost split the sky in half. The tip of the sword was pointed at the swordsman who had committed the crime.
The followers were all dumbfounded. This was a light element forbidden spell, Angel of Light's Punishment!
With a loud boom, large swathes of the forest began to churn like the surface of the sea. The soil, sand, and pebbles that were blasted away flew hundreds of meters into the air. At the center of the impact of the Forbidden Spell, a neat circular tide appeared, sweeping out in all directions at an incredible speed. Wherever it passed, ancient trees, shrubs, and grass were all ground to dust. In the blink of an eye, an empty area of over a thousand meters appeared in the forest. Moreover, the tide continued to surge outwards, but its power was reduced by a little.
In the center, there was a crater that was almost a hundred meters wide. Those followers had long been smashed to pieces, and not even their ashes could be found. What was strange was that there were two earth pillars that were more than ten meters tall in the middle of the crater. The swordsman and the archbishop were standing on the two earth pillars.
Countless starlight flashed on the swordsman's body. The starlight was so dense that it almost connected into one, firmly enveloping his body. Meanwhile, the archbishop was standing in a circular shield. The attack of Angel of Light's Punishment came from above. If it couldn't break through the two people's defense, it naturally couldn't destroy the ground beneath their feet.
"It's a pity … You could have become the next pope." The swordsman smiled.
"Cough … Cough …" The archbishop coughed violently. Every time he coughed, he would spit out a mouthful of blood. The blood blocked his throat, causing him to cough again.
"Hehe, actually … I didn't want to kill you just now," the swordsman said slowly.
The archbishop suddenly raised his head. While coughing, he looked coldly at the swordsman. How could he still believe the swordsman's nonsense?!
"If I wanted to kill you, you would have been dead long ago. Without your head, can you still release a forbidden spell?" the swordsman said with a smile.
"You …" The archbishop was stunned. It did make sense. With the swordsman's strength, he could have killed him in one blow.
"But … Well, your forbidden spell was released very well. You were killed without a sound … It's inevitable that people will suspect me. Hehe, as I said just now, I don't want to share my power with others. Moreover, I don't want to share my secrets with others. After all, these people have followed me for more than ten years. I really can't bear to kill them with my own hands. Thank you … Thank you. "
Hearing these words, the archbishop was so angry that he almost fainted. However, he still had a glimmer of hope in his heart. The swordsman hadn't made a move yet. Obviously, he had something to say to him. Perhaps … There was still room for redemption.
"This time, no one can stop me, right?" The swordsman said softly, "My best friend was killed by Laura. I brought the army to avenge my friend. Justice … I am justice."
"Bah!" The archbishop spat out a mouthful of bloody saliva. "Lord Laura's faith in the God of Light is much more devout than yours! Do you think His Holiness will believe your lies?! "
"No, no, you can't say that. As long as my army thinks that I am justice, or … As long as I think that I am justice, it's fine." The swordsman shrugged. "What right does His Holiness have to stop me? No one will doubt the friendship between us, right? "
"Hehe …" The archbishop laughed bitterly. "Lord Laura wants to kill you. Why would she kill me?!"
"Of course Laura wants to kill me. You died in Laura's hands because you wanted to protect me." The swordsman scratched his head. "Is it so hard to understand? I wholeheartedly wanted to help you become the pope. I also put in a lot of effort. Everyone saw it. Laura didn't want you to become the pope, so she wanted to kill you. This reason is considered normal, right? "
The archbishop closed his eyes. However, his eyes were filled with despair. Since young, he knew that he was far inferior to the swordsman in all aspects. However, he never thought that he would die in the swordsman's hands.
"I have to thank you again. In fact … you also want to become the pope, right? You have been working hard and cultivated many trusted followers. " The swordsman laughed. "Using your name, I am confident that I can persuade the Light Knight Regiment to help me take revenge. I can also persuade more than ten cardinals. They have always been on good terms with you. Of course, this is the result of your hard work. But Lola's power is not to be underestimated. When Lola dies, the Knights of Light will be done for, and those Cardinals will be killed as well. I will be the final victor, and I won't need to use much strength. The Holy See, whose power has been greatly reduced, can only obediently lie on the ground and lick my toes. Aiya … "At this point, the swordsman rubbed his hands excitedly." I'm looking forward to that scene! "
The archbishop looked at him coldly. At this moment, he was prepared to die. He became clear-headed, more clear-headed than ever before. He had seen through his old friend. Unfortunately, his realization came too late. That person was a monster who could maintain absolute calmness at all times. Excitement, loss of self-control, joy, sorrow, love, and so on. All the emotions that he showed were just a disguise.
"Devil … You are a devil! I never thought that I would treat a devil as my best friend! "The archbishop's voice was getting weaker and weaker.
"No one is eavesdropping, right?" The swordsman looked around seriously. "Since there is no one, I will tell you something from the bottom of my heart. Actually, I don't want to kill you. At least, I didn't want to in the past. I want to kill you because I have seen through you! Since we were young, you have always been inferior to me. However, you were not satisfied. You treated everything in the past as humiliation and buried it in your heart little by little! I thought that if I helped you become the pope, you would definitely help me with all your strength. Later, I thought it through. How could you let go of such a good opportunity to surpass me? After being a supporting character for so long, you have never given up. You have always persevered, worked hard, and endured. Why? Isn't it because you want to be the protagonist?! "
"I know your habits," the archbishop said coldly. "You want to kill me. Of course, you have to find a reason for yourself!"
"After only being an archbishop for five years, you have controlled nearly half of the Vatican's power. Old friend, you still don't admit your ambition?" The swordsman laughed. "Hypocrite … Hypocrite!"
"I only want to help you. Since we were young, everything I did was to help you." The archbishop closed his eyes. He did not want to look at the swordsman anymore.
"Praise the God of Light. You are so great." The swordsman looked at the sky with devout eyes. Then, he turned his gaze to the archbishop. "Then, help me one last time. I have no other choice. Lola's appeal is too great. Those lords have already formed an alliance. If they are given a few more years to develop, it will be difficult for my dream to come true. That old man, the pope, is still making things difficult for me! Your death … can be exchanged for my glory. Old friend, I swear, this is the last time I beg you. I will never trouble you again. "
"Don't be hypocritical and disgusting!" The archbishop said hatefully. "You want to kill me? Come on! "
"You … How can you say such things? You really hurt my feelings. "The swordsman scratched his head again, looking very troubled.
"Someone will avenge me!" The archbishop's body swayed. He barely managed to control himself. "I will wait for you!"
"I can guarantee that, absolutely not," the swordsman said seriously. The Swordsman said seriously, "After Lola's death, I will hold a grand funeral for all the Knights of Light in Moonlight City. His Holiness will definitely come, and then … I will hold an even bigger funeral. Do you understand what I mean?"
"You … You want to murder the pope?" The archbishop suddenly opened his eyes and looked at the swordsman in shock.
"Even the Vatican is gone. Letting the pope live alone … That is too cruel. I am a very soft-hearted person." The swordsman smiled. "Don't be too superstitious about the pope's power. Also, don't forget that I am a Sword Saint! What I practice is the River of Stars Battle Skill! Even if you release Absolute Barrier now, it won't be able to block my fighting skill. That old man, the pope … As long as I get within three meters of him, he will die. Old friend, for the sake of our friendship and to satisfy your curiosity, I have told you so much. Are you satisfied now? "
The archbishop seemed to have seen something terrifying. The muscles on his face twisted, and then his body slowly fell to the ground. (To be continued, if you want to know what will happen next, please go to www.qidian.com, there are more chapters. Support the author, support the original reading!)
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