The Sky-Piercing Light Sword gradually solidified, and the Sacred Script Chains wrapped around its blade clanged like metal striking metal.
The entire sea boiled beneath Divine Might.
"To die beneath divine punishment is the greatest mercy you will receive." The Divine Servant's voice carried an ethereal holiness, yet also the satisfaction of finally avenging a great hatred.
Wu Heng had risen from an insignificant nobody to a hero at a speed they found impossible to comprehend.
He was like a thorn lodged in the Church's heart—unruly, unyielding, even daring enough to mail revealing photographs of Religious Leaders to the headquarters.
More frightening still, he had begun establishing a religious sect.
If it had been anyone else, any other hero, the Church would not have been so anxious.
But he was Wu Heng. They had no choice but to worry. Even without the Priestess's death this time, the holy war would still have begun.
Slay Gods and Destroy Cults. Treasure Island could no longer be allowed to exist.
Splash! Splash!
Two black shadows suddenly burst from the sea. Bouncy's incomplete skeletal hand flung out a Grappling Claw, while Sparkle's broken horn pointed forward as they shot ahead like cannonballs.
"Run!" Wu Heng shouted in a low voice.
The skeletons sharply turned in midair and flew off in two directions, rapidly widening the distance between them.
The light sword's might was overwhelming, its sword aura splitting through the clouds.
The seawater boiled and evaporated beneath the divine punishment. Wu Heng's skin peeled away like charred coal as possible ways of dealing with the attack flashed through his mind.
Before coming out, he had divined the outcome of facing the Church's two heroes.
It had been Minor Auspice.
That meant he should have held the upper hand.
But the situation before him was