"Kill Father Stra!"
"Support Scarlet Flame Tower Master—beat him to a pulp!"
All of a sudden, the internet was in an uproar... Of course, it actually hadn't made much of a splash, since the entire world's networks were connected by then.
"Kill Father Stra!"
"Old Q, why are you blindly joining in?" Aunt Ren asked sidelong. "Aren't your wives all two-dimensional paper characters?"
"I guess that's true..." Old Q opened his mouth, then shook his head and continued, "Kill Father Stra!"
"...This guy's beyond saving." Aunt Ren could only shake her head.
Her attention soon returned to the martial arena.
Over the past few days, this loudmouthed priest had been a hot topic. In particular, the several times Father Stra and Scarlet Flame Tower Master had been about to fight, only for the Shenzhou Administration Bureau to pull them apart before anything happened, had left the audience thoroughly hooked.
They had thought Scarlet Flame Tower Master would be the first to step out in this Power Conference, but unexpectedly, he had held back until now before making his move.
"The Magician's Association and the Church..." Aunt Ren pondered. "The so-called magic and faith... Magicians are magic users, right... And witches and the like. In the Middle Ages, weren't they targets of oppression by the Church?"
"Sister Ren, what are you muttering about?"
Ren Ziling shook her head without replying. "Watch carefully."
In the martial arena, watching Father Stra proudly plant his hands on his hips and puff out his chest, Scarlet Flame Tower Master was truly breathing fire... A blazing flame was burning above his head.
The temperature... The temperature was rising rapidly. Waves of heat swept outward, spreading from the center of the arena. The enormous Power Conference venue seemed to have turned into a scarlet world.