Chapter 137 Unexpected Encounter

The sudden encounter before the Ark of the Covenant was beyond Willy's expectations, and the specific circumstances of the encounter were also beyond Hao Ren's expectations. After a chaotic series of exclamations, he first stared fixedly at the elaborately dressed old man standing beside Willy, and the black longsword in the other's hand.

The old man's demonic state was certainly eye-catching. After all, a two-meter-tall grandpa with solid muscles and a belted fish (actually magic runes) tattooed on his neck was already quite unique. In Hao Ren's memory, only the bare-chested old mage Anthony could rival him in terms of bulging muscles, but what made Hao Ren unable to take his eyes off him was the weapon in the other's hand.

That black longsword, with starlight twinkling within, looked like a fragment of the universe. No matter how Hao Ren looked at it, it seemed familiar. This style was so striking that even if it were thrown into a domestic web game where "Dragon Slaying Treasure Blade, click to send," it would at least be a server-wide limited item—the Godslaying Sword!!

Kalaxius's exclamation awakened Hao Ren from his daze. He turned his head: "This is your Pope?!"

"His Eminence August VII, the current Pope of the Holy See…" Kalaxius's eyes were like those of a sleepwalker, "My mentor… How did you become like this?!"

"August?" A hoarse, gloomy laugh came from the old man wielding the sword, completely unimaginable from a dignified and benevolent Pope, "Heh… that soul did resist stubbornly for a while, but under the summons of the Great Lord, no mortal can resist… Now standing before you is already the Great Lord's loyal servant—as for you, are you ready to die?"

After saying these words, August VII had already taken large strides towards Hao Ren and his group. Although Hao Ren's side had an absolute advantage in numbers, there was no fear on his face, obviously full of confidence in his own strength and the longsword in his hand.

But Hao Ren interrupted his actions with a shout: "Wait a minute! I was just asking you a question! Where did you get that sword in your hand, old man?"

August VII probably never expected that under the pressure of the World-Rending Blade and the double pressure of the Ark of the Covenant, someone could still shout at him with such vigor. He couldn't help but be stunned for a moment, with a look of pride on his face: "This is the power bestowed by the Great Lord, Lockmarton, the World-Rending Blade!"

"World-Rending Blade? Something Lockmarton made?" Hao Ren's eyes widened even more, and he slowly couldn't help but curl the corners of his mouth, "Good, good… I really didn't expect that this Colo world would give people so many unexpected gains!"

On the other side, Willy had already woken up from his initial astonishment, and he immediately pushed Lavinia towards the pyramid: "Don't mind them! Start the ritual immediately!"

Lili was immediately anxious when she saw this situation, jumping up and down and shouting: "That plate is from our family! That thing is very powerful, you messing around with it will cause casualties!"

How could the two Annihilation Cultists listen to Lili? Under Willy's urging, Lavinia had already attached the disc to the side wall of the crystal pyramid without hesitation and began to chant an evil and obscure incantation in a low, hoarse voice. This incantation would stimulate the seal bound to the disc and introduce the disc's power into the crystal pyramid.

While Lavinia began to perform the ritual, Willy had already let out an angry roar and turned to rush towards Lili and Kalaxius and the others. His body suddenly swelled up, and the newly grown demonic arm emitted a dark red light. Between the arm's movements, even the surrounding space rippled with unstable waves, and countless twisted and ferocious shadows squeezed out of those waves, falling to the ground and rapidly swelling and growing, turning into black-robed figures!

In the short distance Willy ran towards Lili and the others, dozens of fanatical Annihilation Cultists had actually appeared behind him!

These Annihilation Cultists were zealots who sacrificed themselves with evil techniques. They sealed themselves on high-level believers and were originally prepared to help Willy eliminate any possible resistance within Asu Man, but they did not expect to come in handy here.

A large group of cultists each used magic and evil powers, shouting Lockmarton's name and rushing towards the battle line formed by church warriors and sub-race barbarians. Seeing this situation, Lili couldn't continue to worry about her family's plate, so she could only let out an irritable howl: "Awoo—Kids! Rip these guys to shreds!!"

The giants waved heavy obsidian clubs, roaring and rushing towards the cultists who were only half their height. The dire wolves and bear monsters were divided into two groups and outflanked from the left and right, rushing towards the enemies of the pack leader in a jungle-hunting style.

The sub-race barbarians had already launched an attack, and the church warriors were not willing to be left behind. With Kalaxius's roar, white light rose from the knights' bodies as they met the black-clad cultists with heavy steps!

As for Lili and Kalaxius himself, they realized that the most difficult cultist to deal with was Willy, who was already half-human and half-monster. Ordinary barbarians, church knights, and monks were probably no match for him, so the two of them, one completing a dog-star transformation and the other stirring up divine power, stood in front of Willy!

As the shouts of killing exploded here, Hao Ren had already charged towards August VII.

Although he didn't know how powerful the longsword in the other's hand was, he knew that in any case, the destructive power of this kind of "universe fragment" was close to infinite for mortals, so he absolutely couldn't let this sword-selling old man rush to Kalaxius's side!

Obviously, August VII was enraged by such a provocation. With absolute blind worship of Lockmarton, he did not think that drawing himself away to deal with Hao Ren would waste any time, so he generously raised his longsword to meet the other party: "Pitiful and struggling mortals, you simply do not know that cosmic annihilation is the destined end of all things. How can fleeting order compare with eternal chaos?"

Hao Ren's figure carried a ray of light. He stared at August VII's black eyes, reached for the spatial rift that appeared beside him, and smiled: "Old man, let me show you a treasure—"

A black light was drawn from the spatial rift. In August's horrified gaze, this black light slashed down fiercely—he subconsciously raised the "World-Rending Blade" in his hand to block it, barely avoiding the end of being torn apart by the laws of the world, but his body was still blasted away by a powerful impact for more than ten meters. Between the inch-by-inch cracked spatial rifts, he saw clearly what Hao Ren held in his hand: another World-Rending Blade!

Hao Ren shook the longsword in his hand: "I have one too."

"Ah, the long-lost open feeling, Hao Ren, you're fighting with someone again? Alas, the days of fighting and killing seem to have no end. I can rend the world but I can't cut off my destiny as a weapon. You… eh? There seem to be many people around? Ah, hello everyone, I am the Godslaying Sword, alias Echo Wall, nickname Little Sword, you can call me Tongren Layman, actually I…"

"Shut up."

"Oh."

On the other side, the muscles on August VII's face twitched as he stared fixedly at the black universe fragment with starlight twinkling in Hao Ren's hand, as if he wanted to engrave his gaze into it, so that he could identify whether it was a fake.

But this kind of identification was unnecessary—because that sword had already completed a collision with the World-Rending Blade in his hand. The shattered and slowly healing space around them was proof. In this world, apart from the World-Rending Blade itself, nothing could complete this kind of collision.

"The power of the Great Lord… Why is it on you?" the former Pope said hoarsely, "You stole… no, no one can steal His power… Could it be that you are also His… no, that's even more impossible… Lord, is this the test you are giving me?"

Hao Ren would not give the other party a chance to talk nonsense and delay time. After making the Godslaying Sword shut up, he took a step forward, and his body suddenly accelerated to flash out countless afterimages: "Ultimate Skill? Throat-Sealing Three Swords!"

Before the words were finished, he had already slashed at the old Pope's waist and abdomen!

"You—" The old Pope almost failed to block this sword. At the critical moment, he completely relied on the spiritual power he had honed over many years to barely complete a block under a nearly prophetic premonition. With a burst of teeth-aching tearing sounds, the two black longswords collided together, and starlight splashed out from the point where the blades met. Countless black stripes floated out of thin air, gradually tearing apart the surrounding space, and in more distant places, the light had begun to distort, and the things around the cave seemed to have lost their sense of distance, becoming unpredictable in their distance, a scene of turbulence!

Even near the Ark of the Covenant, with the suppression of the goddess's remaining divine power, the collision of the two Godslaying Swords still destroyed the spatial rules here.

The old Pope was both shocked and angry, but Hao Ren's swift and matchless offensive gave him no time to speak at all, and he could only parry left and right, desperately trying to avoid falling into a disadvantage in the storm of space warping and gravitational imbalance.

A stream of black smoke came out of his arm that had been eroded and mutated by the "World-Rending Blade," obviously the power of the longsword was already beyond his control.

But in comparison, Hao Ren's control of the Godslaying Sword was as easy as an arm's command. This sword was as light as nothing in his hands. If it weren't for being too talkative normally, it would simply be a perfect divine weapon.

After several consecutive collisions, the Godslaying Sword, which had finally quieted down, seemed to have suddenly discovered something. It immediately exclaimed excitedly, and this exclamation even spread out by relying on the surrounding escaping energy fluctuations, exceeding its limitation as an "Echo Wall" whose thoughts could only be heard by the wielder.

"Hey buddy—who are you? We look the same!"

At this moment, Hao Ren wanted to die.

He had finally let this thing discover it. It would be difficult to make it shut up this time.