"Kill!"
"Charge!"
"Annihilate the Temple!"
While engaging these soldiers, the heads of the major families and their god-tier experts had already clashed with the core personnel of the Sacred Hall!
Sosri's gaze was chilling. Looking at these scoundrels before him, he thought of his tragically deceased daughter. The killing intent that surged within him at that moment erupted like a volcano!
"Kill!" Chris roared, his weapon carving a semicircle that directly cleaved through the long sword held by the Venerable before him!
It was this pack of dogs from the Temple that had caused his Mas family's ancestors to never live past sixty for a hundred years!
Everyone's eyes were bloodshot with hatred!
With hatred as their driving force, they cut through the enemy ranks, and for a moment, the Temple's forces dared not face their锋芒 (fengmang - sharp edge/prominence).
Today was destined to be a river of blood!
Chen Fan, wielding the Sky-Reaching Divine Sword, fought on the battlefield.
Each sword strike reaped lives.
Those Venerables who were renowned outside were now like ants in his hands.
"Kill."
Screams and blood splattered. Ge Jun felt his blood boil. He wildly swung the Dragon-Slaying Spear-Sword towards the crowd. These emotionless beasts! They should not exist in this world!
Boom!
"Enough!"
A voice like a god descended from the heavens.
It resonated in the ears of everyone on the battlefield.
All felt a painful vibration in their eardrums.
Under this single, stern shout, everyone stopped their actions. Chen Fan's final sword strike decapitated the Venerable before him. He looked gravely at the newcomer—
The Pope.
Finally, they met.
From afar.
A man clad in holy armor floated in the air. He held a heavy gravity staff emanating a faint blue light.
Even from this distance, everyone could feel the oppressive aura emanating from him.
"This farce should end here."
The Pope clasped his hands before the gravity staff and looked indifferently at those before him.
He raised his staff high. "Disperse."
Clatter!
As his words fell, all the weapons in everyone's hands dropped to the ground!
Not just those of the Temple, but also those of their God-Slaying team!
Such terrifying power!
Everyone was shocked!
However, the Temple's forces seemed to have grasped the last straw of hope, and they quickly gravitated towards the Pope, gathering around him.
The battlefield, with the Pope's appearance, immediately came to a halt.
Where fierce battles had raged.
Now, besides the fallen corpses, there were no longer two sides fighting each other.
"Chen Fan."
The Pope's gaze fell coldly on Chen Fan. "Listen to your punishment."
"You killed my Temple's Venerables; this is irreverence."
"You ordered the burning of my Holy City; this is blasphemy."
"You incited believers to rebel; this is contempt for the gods."
"Lay down your slaughter and surrender to me. I can forgive the transgressions of those behind you and take only your life to account to the gods."
Heh!
"Putting on such a pretense."
Chen Fan leaned on the Sky-Reaching Divine Sword, looking at the Pope in the air. "Your eloquence explains why you could hold this position today."
"However, there are no outsiders here. Take off that ugly, false face of yours. I feel sick looking at it!"
The Pope furrowed his brows. "Chen Fan, you—"
"Beast! Give me back my daughter's life!"
Before the Pope could finish speaking, Sosri, unable to control his grief, lunged at him—
"Sosri!"
"Patriarch!"
"No!"
Everyone was shocked!
Chen Fan wanted to stop him but it was too late!
"Boom!"
The Pope casually flicked his hand, and the god-tier expert Sosri was violently slammed to the ground, instantly losing his life.
The Pope frowned, looking at him, and turned his gaze away with slight displeasure. "A mere ant dares to try and kill a god?"
His action undoubtedly drew the shock and anger of everyone!
Especially the members of the Sosri family. Their roars shook the heavens, wanting to avenge their patriarch. But—
The Pope's gaze swept coldly over them. "What then?"
"Do not blame me for disregarding the dignity of the gods today and directly annihilating you all."
His warning was of no use to the Sosri family members whose eyes were blinded by hatred!
Those god-tier experts immediately unleashed their power and attacked him. And the disciples of the Sosri family also rushed towards him—
"Heh! Overestimating yourselves."
The Pope pointed his gravity staff gently towards the attacking group—
Rumble!
A string of ethereal blue lightning and thunder erupted, flipping all thirty-odd individuals to the ground!
Seeing that he was about to strike again, Chen Fan stopped lingering. Wielding the Sky-Reaching Divine Sword, he flew towards the Pope. "Your opponent is me!"
"Opponent?"
The Pope chuckled lightly. "In Europa, I have no opponent."
Despite saying so, he still shifted his hand from tormenting the Sosri family members.
He looked at Chen Fan before him, a hint of pleasure in his eyes.
This was excellent sustenance.
His heart could likely help him advance another realm.
The Pope's gaze, full of interest, fell upon Chen Fan. The initial thought of crushing him instantly was withdrawn, and he forcefully endured Chen Fan's strike.
Tsk.
The power radiating from him also pleased him greatly.
Chen Fan felt the unsettling gaze the Pope cast upon him, and an uncontrollable wave of nausea washed over him. "Get rid of those disgusting thoughts of yours!"
"I am not one of your playthings!"
Chen Fan roared again and then lunged at him once more, but—
Chen Fan was once again repelled by the Pope.
A chasm truly existed between their ranks, an unbridgeable gap, especially with the aid of the gravity staff!