Without the escort ships, Chen Fan shattered the flagship's defensive barrier with a single punch. The bishop probably never imagined that his own decision would hasten his death.
"...!"
Boom! Chen Fan smashed through the ship's deck and instantly plunged downward. Splash! Chen Fan entered the flagship's control room.
When Chen Fan appeared in the control room, Biagio Psoni was startled.
"Who are you? How dare you make an enemy of our Roman Orthodox Church?" As he spoke, he held several crosses behind his back.
Chen Fan smiled at Biagio Psoni. "You came here without even knowing who I am? That's really hurtful. But I don't have much time. Will you kill yourself, or will I kill you?"
Ice soldiers slowly rose from the ground, ice spears in hand, as though they were trying to crawl out.
Chen Fan stomped his foot. "You don't need to come out!"
"...!" The ground instantly shattered, and the magical ice soldiers were destroyed before they could even take shape.
Biagio Psoni's expression changed. He quickly threw the crosses in his hand at Chen Fan. Since even the [Queen of the Adriatic Sea] could not kill this man, he did not believe he could defeat him. He had to escape. The spell he had activated earlier lacked the fleet's support, so its power was less than a tenth of its full strength. As long as he regrouped the fleet and unleashed the complete [Queen of the Adriatic Sea], he would definitely be able to kill this man.
The crosses Biagio Psoni threw instantly enlarged. With a wave of Chen Fan's hand, they all flew back toward Biagio Psoni.
"Aahhh!!"
The crosses directly pinned Biagio Psoni to the wall. He screamed in agony, for all four of his limbs had been shattered in comminuted fractures.