A true god!
How few true gods were there on the Light Continent?
Which one among them wasn’t a powerful existence that had already deified since tens of thousands of years ago? Who the hell did Amos Kroc think he was? What had he done to deserve becoming a true god?
“It is heresy for one to deify without approval!” Archbishop Chicas bellowed furiously, “Go all out and suppress him, even if you have to kill him! No one is allowed to deify without explicit approval on the Light Continent!
“Angel’s Blade!”
Following Archbishop Chicas’ shout, a holy sword glittering with endless holy light suddenly appeared in the hands of the angel hologram above him.
The blade was incredibly keen and gave off a sharp aura that even slashed several pitch-black rifts into the dimension.
It was none other than Angel’s Blade, the Light Church’s trump card that was capable of slaughtering even true gods.
“Cleave, Angel’s Blade!”
Angel’s Blade instantly cleaved downward, sundering the dimension and creating a rift. Then, it passed through the rift and appeared above Ol’ Amos as though it had teleported.
“That bastard, he’s brought even the hallowed gods-slaying weapon Angel’s Blade here!”
Ol’ Amos’ countenance changed drastically, and he hastily used his Power of Divine Nation to break free of Angel Battle Formation’s suppression. Then, he darted to the side in a flash.
Angel’s Blade was a legendary true god-level divine weapon that made slaying gods and vanquishing demons a cinch. It was said that only the most pious worshipers could receive them.
The four archbishops weren’t weaker than him by much. Moreover, they even had Angel’s Blade with them and could slay a true god by joining hands. Ol’ Amos didn’t dare to meet their attacks head-on so stubbornly.
Ol’ Amos moved very quickly, successfully dodging the Angel’s Blade attack. However, the dodge caused the divine nation hologram above him to instantly dissipate.
“Suppress him, Angel’s Battle Formation!”
The four archbishops would never let such a great opportunity pass them by. Pure, holy light blossomed from the angel holograms and crushed down on Ol’ Amos, suppressing him and holding him down to the spot.
“Cleave, Angel’s Blade!”
Angel’s Blade cleaved downward at Ol’ Amos again!
“I’m finished!”
Immobilized, Ol’ Amos could only watch helplessly as Angel’s Blade cleaved down upon him. A look of despair surfaced in his eyes—he knew that it was all over for him!
He was just a half-deity and ultimately hadn’t attained true godhood yet. Should Angel’s Blade, the hallowed gods-slaying weapon, strike him, his divine body would definitely be severed into two.
“Am I going to perish here on Light Continent when I haven’t even returned to Heaven’s Vault Continent yet?”
Despair filled Ol’ Amos’ eyes. “My younger sister! And Meng Lei! I’m going to die when I haven’t even said my final goodbye to the two of you... I can’t accept this...”
“Look out, Mr. President!”
The students and teachers in the square cried out in shock and horror as they tried to call out a warning to him. However, their voices were completely drowned out by the howling cold winds.
“Go in peace, Amos!”
A smug look appeared on Archbishop Chicas’ face as he said, “After your death, the Kroc Kingdom shall become a part of the Light Church, and its billions of people shall bathe in our Lord’s holy light!”
“Chicas! And the Light Church! I’ll never let all of you off even after my death!”
Fury welled up in Ol’ Amos’ eyes as he bellowed into the sky, “I can’t accept this...!”
Whoosh!
Angel’s Blade cleaved down at him, instantly engulfing Ol’ Amos. Following its momentum, it then struck a mountain peak and cleaved it right into two!
The blow’s terrifying force badly frightened the students and teachers in the square, and they hastily turned their gazes to the sky—only to find that there was no one there.
Only the four Red-Cloaked Archbishops remained standing in mid-air, whereas their academy president was nowhere in sight. It was as if he had vanished into thin air!
“Ol’ President?”
“Where’s Ol’ President?”
“Where is he?”
The dazed and despondent students and teachers couldn’t accept what had happened. After all, the academy president was God and the heavens himself in the entire Kroc Academy, yet the heavens had crashed down unto them at this moment.
...
“He’s gone?”
In contrast to the dazed and despondent students and teachers, all four Red-Cloaked Archbishops were frowning instead.
While Angel’s Blade was indeed incomparably sharp, there was no way a cleave from it could turn someone into dust.
Amos was gone, and there was only one possible reason why—he had managed to evade the attack just now!
“He’s actually evaded it!”
The four archbishops had an awful look on their faces as they looked around for Ol’ Amos’ traces. Then, they spotted him in the air a short distance away... Wait a second, who was that beside him?
The four archbishops could see that there was actually someone else next to Ol’ Amos. It was a young man under 20 years old and dressed in black robes.
“Do any of you know who he is?”
Archbishop Chicas turned to the other three beside him.
“No, I don’t know who he is.”
“Never seen him before.”
“I’ve never seen him before, either.”
All three Red-Cloaked Archbishops shook their heads.
“How strange. I actually can’t detect any aura coming from him at all. Who exactly is that guy?”
Archbishop Chicas’ eyes bore deeply into Meng Lei as his brows locked into a deep frown. He was definitely no ordinary person for him to fly through the air yet not give off any detectable aura.
Might he be a powerful expert?
“You... You’re Meng Lei?”
Others might not recognize Meng Lei, but Ol’ Amos definitely did. He stared at Meng Lei in disbelief,
