Reverend Wesley returned to the Church with a satisfied expression. After reaching a temporary consensus with the Church, Baiyi felt as if the tension in the air had lessened. 'Am I imagining things?'
On the Church's side, the newly appointed Pope and the newly appointed Chief Inquisitor were sitting in a specially decorated office. The furniture in the office was very simple and did not match the grandeur that a Pope should have. However, the surrounding walls and the ceiling above them were painted with vivid and religious paintings.
On the ceiling was a God whose face could not be seen clearly. He was spreading his hands and spreading the gospel to the world. He was surrounded by thirteen angels, each of whom was beautiful beyond the reach of ordinary people. They surrounded the God like stars surrounding the moon.
The walls were decorated with the stories of the Church's saints since its founding. The paintings were similar to those found in churches outside, but they were more exquisite and detailed.
The paintings on the ceiling and the walls formed a complete picture. The general idea was that God was spreading the Gospel to the world, and his believers were pursuing ascension in the ways of the saints.
The Pope and the Chief Justice sat on a soft sofa. Neither of them spoke, but their eyes were fixed on the portrait of Saint Joel on the wall. They seemed to be deep in thought.
Compared to the former Pope and the Chief Inquisitor, the two new ones could only be described as young. Both of them looked to be in their thirties, but their actual age was only in their seventies. As powerhouses of the Church, they were ridiculously young.
They were nothing like their predecessors, who were doddering and doddering. Even though they were just sitting there quietly, their eyes shone with a sharp light, and their every movement exuded an aura of sharpness. It was clear that these two were no longer as timid as their predecessors.
Only a leader like this would decide to declare war on the Voidwalkers, right?
A few moments later, someone knocked on the door, and a priest walked in. He did not say a word, but he nodded at the Pope. His message was conveyed, and the priest closed the door and left.
"Looks like everything went well," the Chief Justice said in a low voice.
"Yes. This demon is too arrogant and conceited," the Pope replied coldly. "Yes," the Pope replied coldly.
So, the two new leaders of the Church had wasted their precious time in the Pope's office, staring at each other in silence, just to wait for news? And this news was sent back by Reverend Wesley, a small fry who was almost exiled by them …
Thinking about it, it seemed quite ironic.
"Can he win?" the Chief Judge asked.
"Of course." The Pope said confidently. He raised his head to look at the painting on the ceiling and continued, "The emissary of the True God wields the authority and power of the True God. He descends judgment and wrath upon evil, and all darkness shall be destroyed! It doesn't matter if he comes from hell or the void! "
"What about him?" The Chief Judge asked as he looked at the painting of "Saint Walking Alone in the Abyss" on the wall.
"Some ancient legends should have gradually been forgotten by the believers." The Pope murmured, "But now is not the time. After we punish that demon, we can write a new story."
The Chief Judge's lips curled into a sneer. "It seems that your faith isn't as strong as it seems."
"No! I am more determined than anyone else! " The Pope retorted, clutching the Scripture necklace around his neck. "Those who violate the Scripture, be it demons or saints, must be punished. This is the embodiment of faith."
"Perhaps," the Chief Judge said as he stood up and prepared to leave.
Before he left, the Pope reminded him, "You should hurry up with the preparations on your side. Welcoming the angels is a complicated matter, and it will require all of us to work together."
"The qualified candidates are ready. The rest is up to you," the Chief Judge said without looking back. He then left the Pope's office.
The Pope did not ask him to stay. Instead, he quietly walked to the window and looked out.
Outside, it was a busy construction site. All kinds of scaffolding could be seen everywhere, and it was a scene of intense activity. Believers who used to be workers and farmers were walking around like diligent ants, sweating and spilling their strength for their pious faith, doing their best for the arrival of the angels.
The angels' summoning ceremony required a long time to prepare. They had to summon angels that were strong enough to fight off the powerful and cunning Voidwalkers. Even with the Church's influence, it still took them more than three months to prepare. It was a huge project.
The pope had invested so much manpower and resources, even sacrificing the peace and tranquility of the Holy City, Canningham. He did not think that he would fail. In his dictionary, angels were the most powerful beings that could never be defeated. When they sent divine retribution to the demons, these sacrifices were acceptable.
Baiyi, on the other hand, did not seem to notice anything. Days passed, but he did not seem to be preparing for the battle. It was as if he had completely ignored the Church's threat.
The students were not affected in the slightest, and the Trial of Razor Edge continued. Although the entrance of the Jawflower and other monsters added a few variables to the trial, there were always students who were able to adapt quickly. Even Baldy's team, which was a burden, knew how to take advantage of the chaos created by the Jawflower to reap the benefits.
At that moment, the three of them were working together to deal with a pterosaur. It was a very awkward beast. It had the appearance of a dragon, and it looked exactly like a dragon. It was a lizard with wings, and it could even flap its wings to fly. However, one of them had a screw loose. It did not like flying, and it did not know how to breathe. Instead, it preferred to fly on the ground with its wings spread.
Perhaps it was because it was easier for others to hunt it down. Calling it a pterosaur was not an exaggeration.
At this moment, the Terrain Pterosaur that Baldy was facing was also carrying out the fine traditions of its race. It clearly looked similar to a pure Black Dragon. Its body was covered in cold, pitch-black scales, and its horns were especially large, as if there was a pair of bows on its head. However, it gave up its advantage in the air and lay on the ground, trying to use its claws and tail to attack Baldy and the others. This kind of attack might be very threatening to a character that could only be controlled with a controller and moved according to fixed movements, but it was meaningless to a student who was skilled in physical control and had extraordinary skills.
Therefore, the pterosaur, who was being watched by the three of them, could only let out miserable screams and violent howls to vent the anger in its heart. However, it was meaningless. Baldy and the other two continued to use their agile movements to dodge its clumsy and slow attacks. They continued to use their own methods to attack it.
The strange thing was that judging from the pterosaur's screams, it should have been beaten up quite badly. Moreover, its movements were getting slower and slower, and it looked like it was about to die. The three of them were either using one-handed swords or two-handed axes to hack at its body, but there was not a single wound on its body. Its scales were still shiny, and there was no sign of damage at all.
"It's about to die. Watch me give it the final blow!" The big man shouted loudly. At the same time, he took out three pink bottles from his storage bag and hung them on his chest. Then, he crossed the two weapons in his hands in front of his chest and inserted the one-handed sword into the shield. The original one-handed sword and one-handed shield actually formed a two-handed axe like magic?
Then, the big man brandished the two-handed axe that looked a little special, and with a momentum that could split a mountain, he slashed at the land dragon heavily!
After a while, the pterosaur let out a final wail. Its huge body fell with a thud and died just like that.
Even after it died, there were still no wounds on its body …
"Wow, wow, wow! Such a big dragon, and it's dead just like that?! "The short man shouted excitedly." I wasn't even serious yet, why did it fall? It looked so ferocious … "
"Because other than looking ferocious, this thing is so weak it's practically useless," the big man said calmly. He walked to the side of the Earth Dragon's body and took out a knife to dig at it, as if he was trying to find something useful from this useless dragon.
"I remember this thing. Because it's rare, and its nest is located near other beasts, it's very hard to find, right? I didn't expect to see it today. " The bald man sighed. As the first battle of the Trial of Blades, it was too easy for him. "This thing might be a threat to normal people, but for a qualified warrior, it's just a huge target."
After all, the students here were all people who could use combat aura, and ordinary hunters who could only roll around on the ground could not compare.
"Alright, alright, you guys know this thing is rare. This time, it must have been chased here by the Jawflower. Hurry up and dig some meat out," the big man said as he busied himself. "To be honest, I haven't tasted this thing's meat yet."
"Unfortunately, it has nothing to do with our mission." The short man quickly went over to help, but said with slight regret.
"You still expect a mission with such a weak thing? But its egg seems to be related to the mission, "the big man replied.
"What's the egg of this thing?" The bald man went over to help cut the meat and asked.
"Probably sold to the nobles and raised it as a mount or exhibit," the big man guessed.
"There's so much meat, we can't finish it …" The short man said as he cut the meat, "What about the rest of the carcass?"
"Leave it there, what else can we do?" The big man said casually.
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