In the Vatican Sacred Herb Garden, as the barrier shattered, large numbers of powerful beings poured in. This space was vast, like a mustard seed containing Mount Sumeru; standing within it, one felt an exceptional sense of boundlessness.
Chu Feng, Yellow Ox, and Big Black Ox stood together. After choosing a direction, they broke into a run. It was time to risk their lives. Opportunity lay right before them; it all depended on their own abilities.
Clang!
A war spear rose from the ground on its own. At first, it was dim and even covered in patches of rust, but as the kings charged in, it erupted with blazing light. Like a golden bolt of lightning, it flew over and instantly pierced through a King Level creature, sending King Blood spraying.
That king screamed miserably, blood splashing across his hair. His face twisted as he struggled to retreat, but the war spear merely gave a light shake. With a bang, his entire body exploded into four pieces, and he died on the spot.
This was a weapon belonging to an ancient powerhouse, carrying an ancient imprint within it that sustained its slaughter. Weapons of this kind were extraordinarily formidable in the present age.
Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh...
Streams of light shot out, accompanied by splattering King Blood. There were at least six or seven Ancient Artifacts flying throughout the entire herb garden. Every one of them was terrifying, and every attack caused kings to die or suffer injuries.
These were the Western Church's sacred weapons from its most glorious era, Sacred Objects that had been mythologized and were boundlessly terrifying. It was said that every single one possessed unmatched might, yet now they were all displaying their divine power in the Sacred Herb Garden.
Kill!
The foremost figures among the kings