"Hmph! I've no time for this!"
Archbishop 'Yan' maintained a calm expression, decisively pulling out a yellow potion.
It was Chen Shu's teleportation potion!
Since you won't run, I'll escape myself!
"Did you not expect this?"
Archbishop 'Yan' said with a smug smile, "You actually dared to give such a thing to others yourself, you've truly tied your own noose!"
Ling Chen, as the representative of the Dragon Guard, naturally had access to Chen Shu's various miraculous potions.
"Oh."
Chen Shu nodded calmly, showing no surprise.
"Hmm?"
'Yan' frowned, sensing something was amiss.
He hesitated no longer, taking a gulp of the potion, and his mind conjured the church's main base.
However, no spatial power permeated his body.
Clearly, the teleportation had failed!
"How can this be?!"
Archbishop 'Yan' widened his eyes. He had already tested it, and the potion definitely worked.
"You're using something I created, in front of me?!"
Chen Shu said mockingly, "Did you really think your Brother Bandit was that cool? Without some tricks up my sleeve, how could I dare give potions to others?"
Any miraculous potion could be rendered useless by him with a mere thought.
When the system had presented him with the option to configure potions for others, it had also informed him of this ability. Otherwise, Chen Shu might not have been so quick to distribute the potions.
Chen Shu stated calmly, "My promise still stands. Leave the things behind!"
"Then come and try!"
Archbishop 'Yan', riding a fiery bird, soared towards the sky without any intention of stopping.
"Run?"
Chen Shu's mind stirred, and with the space rabbit, he instantly caught up to the other party.
'Yan' had no choice but to summon his other contracted spirits.
The two sides immediately erupted into a fierce battle!
As time passed,
Yan was initially filled with trepidation, but he noticed that the opponent's strength did not seem that great?
As they clashed, Chen Shu was subtly at a disadvantage...
"Without the ultimate potion, it's a bit difficult to fight..."
Chen Shu frowned. His contracted spirits were not in good condition. Facing a King-tier three-star beast tamer, even the weakest of them, felt a little hard to contend with.
After all, they were separated by a major realm and two minor levels...
"Giving it up just like that?"
His gaze was fixed on the container in 'Yan''s hand, his eyes filled with unwillingness.
His battle with Ling Chen had been so difficult, and in the end, he gained nothing?
As the notorious bandit, he found this truly unacceptable...
The two sides continued their intense battle.
Archbishop 'Yan' remained confident, even feeling that he had the bandit under control.
But soon, Erha unleashed its ultimate move again!
A seven-colored beam of light descended, directly heavily injuring one of the opponent's contracted spirits.
If 'Yan' hadn't reacted quickly enough to recall it, the contracted spirit might have perished on the spot.
"Damn it! What kind of skill is this?!"
The Archbishop's heart trembled, and a hint of fear appeared in his eyes.
"How many hits can you withstand?"
Chen Shu raised an eyebrow. He thought all hope was lost, but he hadn't expected Erha's ultimate move to still be so powerful.
"..."
Archbishop 'Yan' hesitated, no longer willing to tangle with him.
But at this very moment, his expression jolted, and he instantly became spirited, smiling as he said:
"I can't withstand many hits, but someone else can!"
"Hmm?"
Chen Shu was slightly taken aback. At the same time, the rabbit beside him shifted, taking him and his contracted spirits away from their spot.
Boom!
A dazzling golden light descended, but it missed its target.
"Chen Shu!"
At this moment, a hoary voice echoed from afar, accompanied by a terrifying aura.
"Hmm? A pseudo-legendary Pope?!"
Chen Shu's brow furrowed, a hint of caution in his eyes.
His strongest attack could only reach the pseudo-legendary level. Now, facing a genuine pseudo-legendary, he certainly had no chance of winning.
Moreover, he no longer had the ultimate potion.
"Kid, you actually killed Ling Chen?!"
The Pope, riding a golden dragon, arrived a thousand meters away from Chen Shu, his icy gaze fixed on him.
Although his expression was calm, a tempest raged within his heart. Ling Chen's strength was comparable to a peak King-tier expert, yet he was still killed by this individual?
"Calling for backup, huh?"
Chen Shu glanced deeply at the two, a hint of surprise in his mind.
Their speed was surprisingly fast?
However, considering this was the ancestral land of the Heavenly Mandate Ancient Kingdom, the headquarters of the Salvation Church couldn't be far.
"I need to call for reinforcements too!"
Gazing at the approaching Pope, Chen Shu had not given up, unwilling to hand over the spoils of war.
He looked at Fang Si and Xie Fengyu. Although their lives were no longer in danger, they were still in a coma and would need some time to wake up.
"Return to Huaguo and help me call some people over, the stronger the better!"
Chen Shu took out five bottles of teleportation potions and said, "By the way, have them teleport over directly using the potions!"
Now that Fang Si's life was no longer threatened, Chen Shu had no reservations and wanted to call some people for help.
During his previous fight with Ling Chen, he had never considered calling for help from beginning to end.
He had only considered two options: the first was to kill Ling Chen, save the uncontrolled individuals in the country, and if he could also instantly kill the Violet Soul Emperor, there was a chance to save Fang Si, leading to a happy ending.
The second option was an escape plan, relying on the old man's intervention, which also had a small chance of saving Fang Si.
Weighing the pros and cons, the first option was naturally the best.
As for calling for help, it was highly unlikely to kill Ling Chen or save Fang Si.
After all, if the Pope were to emerge and join forces with Ling Chen, even the strongest person in Huaguo, Elder Li, would not be able to contend, and the old man needed to guard Huaguo and could not leave easily.
However, now that only the Pope remained, it was much easier to deal with.
Furthermore, his objective was not to kill the opponent, but to reclaim the spoils. He only needed to stall the opponent.
"Little Chen, you actually want me, the great alien overlord, to run errands?!"
The little elf was somewhat displeased. Wasn't this the work of a subordinate?
"Then you can go and fight the Pope later!"
"This leg, this King will definitely run!"
The little elf decisively drank a bottle of teleportation potion and returned directly to Huaguo.
"Called for help?"
The Pope's eyes narrowed. Sensing the opponent's intention, he unleashed his full power!
Roar!
The golden dragon beneath his feet let out a roar and charged towards Chen Shu. Blinding golden light, like sharp blades, sliced through the air.
"I won't fight you!"
The rabbit beside Chen Shu used a skill, instantly teleporting away to avoid the brunt of the attack.
Even with the help of the potion, he had temporarily regained his strength, but facing a pseudo-legendary Pope was still out of the question...
"Stalling for time?"
The Pope was slightly taken aback, instantly realizing the opponent's intention.
Boom!
Brilliant golden light permeated the area, striking with wild ferocity!
"How long can you last?"
The Pope smiled slightly, his sharp gaze discerning that the opponent was already at the end of his rope.
Once the potion's effect wore off, Chen Shu would have no combat power.
As for the reinforcements the opponent had called, he felt no fear.
Huaguo itself was under siege by ferocious beasts, making it difficult to protect itself. It was impossible to send a large number of strong individuals.
Moreover, King-tier beast tamers were insignificant in his eyes.
However, to their surprise, after a short while, the little elf returned alone via teleportation...
"Where are the people?"
Chen Shu's mouth twitched, a moment of bewilderment dawning on him.
Was the situation truly that urgent? Not a single person could be spared right now?