At that moment, beneath the giant statue, Bimus stood in a daze beside Meris, whose appearance bore an eighty-percent resemblance to Chen Cheng.
"Ho, if I didn't know who our father was, with that face of yours, old man, I'd have thought you were my father."
Meris glanced at Bimus beside him, then curled his lips into a smile.
"You're calling me Father so eagerly? Isn't that a bit too rushed? Don't feel unconvinced—you can call your father a good boy today."
This God of Light summoned by Faith had quite the wicked sense of humor. He immediately followed Chen Cheng's sarcastic words and fired them right back at him.
Chen Cheng snorted coldly. The next instant, Lava Battle Armor enveloped his entire body, and he drew the Sword of Kings from his waist.
"Kill."
In the blink of an eye, Chen Cheng crossed half of Holy City and thrust his sword toward Bimus beside Meris.
Meris reacted swiftly as well. With a cold sneer, he reached out and grabbed, catching the blade of the Sword of Kings in his hand the next instant.
This was the first time the Sword of Kings had ever been caught—or rather, the first time one of its attacks had been so effortlessly received.
Even when Chen Cheng unleashed Mountain-Moving Might, the blade gripped by Bimus did not budge in the slightest.
"Today, you..."
Before Meris could finish gloating, Sword Qi suddenly shot from the tip of the blade. Bimus's divine robe and divine crown activated their passive defenses, but before that Sword Qi, they were as fragile as chickens and dogs. His head was pierced through along with them.
Seeing the red-and-white matter explode from behind Bimus's head, the ease vanished from Meris's face, replaced by an incomparably gloomy expression.
Just as Chen