“Your Holiness, from start to finish, there’s something you actually still haven’t understood.”
Meng Lei flicked his fingers and said with a shake of his head, “This existential plane belongs to me. I will not permit other types of religious faith to exist here. Do you understand?”
“Let’s fight!”
Torrential power of divinity gushed into Pope Hayes’ pastoral staff as he brandished it. His voice thundered in the sky, “By Our Lord’s Decree—Let There Be Light!”
Buzz...
Dazzling golden divine light spilled from the sky, melting the void inch by inch and creating pitch-black fissures everywhere it passed through. The terrifying divine light had actually obliterated even the dimension itself!
Boom!
Divine light instantly enveloped Meng Lei.
Chapter 292: Crushing The Pope, Immolation
“Your Holiness!”
“His Holiness has finally made his move!”
“His Holiness is a lesser deity and the top expert in Light Continent. With him around, that evil deity is doomed!”
“Your Holiness, you must kill that evil deity...”
Everyone in the Light Church went into a frenzy the moment Pope Hayes launched his attack.
Their eyes, full of anticipation, shone brightly and keenly as they watched the pope in the sky.
“Sir, you’ll definitely beat him! Definitely!”
The Holy Maiden of Light’s expression was filled with hope, too.
Now that things had come to such a pass, the Light Church could be said to have revealed all of its trump cards. If even the pope couldn’t defeat Meng Lei, then only one outcome awaited the Light Church—annihilation.
Therefore, everyone had pinned all their hopes on Pope Hayes.
At the same time, while all these happened, the seven true gods that had previously fled actually hadn’t completely left yet. After fleeing for a distance that they felt was safe enough, they stopped to observe the battleground from a far distance.
All of them wanted to know how the battle today would conclude and who the victor would be.
Boom!
Golden divine light shone down from above, instantly shrouding Meng Lei within. Fearsome power capable of melting things assaulted him and began to furiously dissolve his body.
Meng Lei’s clothes had been fully dissolved in the blink of an eye, revealing his long, slender, and well-built physique—including his shaft.
“As long as you’re a lesser deity, you’ll definitely perish under my attacks!”
Pope Hayes watched Meng Lei closely. He was fairly confident in his abilities.
After all, he was a pinnacle-level lesser deity. On top of that, his By Our Lord’s Decree secret arts even had its origins from the Celestial Realm. It was ten times more powerful than pure light-elemental divine techniques.
How could lesser deities possibly withstand attacks like that?
However, one second passed... Three seconds passed... Ten seconds passed... Half a minute passed...
Yet Meng Lei remained well and intact. Aside from his clothes that had dissolved, his divine body showed no signs of dissolving at all. In fact, every strand of body hair was standing tall and proud.
“So, that’s what your attack is like, Your Holiness?”
Netherworld Divine Fire rose around him and covered his “vital parts”. Meng Lei looked at Pope Hayes and said dispassionately, “Isn’t it a little too weak? It can’t even count as a tickle.”
“Why is this happening?”
Pope Hayes was filled with disbelief. He exclaimed, “My divine technique attacks are capable of inflicting grievous wounds on lesser deities. You can’t possibly be unaffected at all! Absolutely not!”
“Your Holiness, you might be mistaken about something,” Meng Lei shook his head, “I’ve never said that I’m a lesser deity.”
“Not a lesser deity? Could you be—”
Pope Hayes’ expression changed drastically. Meng Lei teleported right in front of him at this moment and dealt a light palm strike against his chest.
“Ugh!”
Pope Hayes coughed up blood and fell backward, crashing violently against the milky-white light shield.
“Sir!!”
“Your Holiness!”
The expressions of everyone from the Light Church changed greatly as they stared at the sight in disbelief.
A single move!
He had defeated the pope with just a single move!
Just how frighteningly strong was he?
“An intermediate deity! He must be an intermediate deity!”
Fear and horror surfaced in the Holy Maiden of Light’s eyes as she murmured, “O noble Lord, he’s actually an intermediate deity! How can he be an intermediate deity?”
Intermediate deities were absolute invincible existences on the Heaven’s Vault Continent existential plane. There was no way they could defeat an intermediate deity even if they were to amass all of the Light Church’s power. The gap in strength was too great!
“A miscalculation! I’ve made a miscalculation!”
An unsteady Pope Hayes flew back into the air. There was blood at the corners of his lips. He said, “I didn’t expect Your Holiness to be an intermediate deity. I was blind!”
“It’s not too late to become aware of it now.”
Meng Lei flicked his fingers and said dispassionately, “Your Holiness, I admire your strength and courage very much. I’ll give you a chance to live—submit to me and become the Meng Lei Holy Cult’s pope!”
“I’m afraid I’ll have to let you down, Your Holiness.”
Pope Hayes coughed up a mouthful of blood and said, “As our Lord’s servant, I will only worship our noble Lord for all of my life. It’s impossible for me to change my faith to worship someone else.”
“What a real shame!” Meng Lei was rather regretful. “In that case, sorry about this!”
Meng Lei slowly raised a finger. Netherworld Divine Fire burst forth from his fingertip, and a black spear aimed from a distance at Pope Hayes quietly formed.
“Netherworld Divine Fire!”
Pope Hayes’ pupils constricted. He could sense great danger approaching. He hastily wielded the pastoral staff in his hand and commanded, “By Our Lord’s Decree—Let There Be Light!”
Whoosh!
Surging golden divine light gushed from the pastoral staff, forming a golden wall in front of him as he prepared to block Meng Lei’s attack.
“This
