Dark Church

They had never even heard of Tiger-Striped Warriors. Staring at the humanoid beasts before them, they had no idea what kind of creatures they were. Added to that was the terrifying strength of the Ultimate Warriors. Everyone had long since been frightened out of their wits by the suddenly appearing Tiger-Striped Warriors, unable to muster even the slightest will to fight. Seeing Wharton beside them, also transformed into a Dragonblood Warrior, their minds were already on the verge of collapse.

Unlike the others from the Churches, Thunder retained a shred of calm. He did not understand what day this was—Tiger-Striped Warriors and Dragonblood Warriors, who had vanished for so many years, had both appeared, and they were enemies of the Church.

Thunder rose directly into the air and shouted at the Church personnel below.

"Vik, run first. Go inform the Church." But before Vik could make another move,

Wharton flashed behind Vik. A silver blade light swept across his waist. By the time Vik reacted, his upper and lower body had already been severed. Within moments, he stopped breathing.

The instant Thunder was distracted, Kane's attack did not cease. His sword stabbed toward Thunder's chest. The speed was too great; Thunder only had time to raise his greatsword to protect his vital point, but the immense impact still sent him crashing from the air into the ground.

"Cough, cough, cough."

A pit more than a meter deep was left in the ground, and the surrounding floor tiles had been completely overturned.

"Kill... We can't let them notify the Dark Church, or we'll be in trouble." Wharton reminded them.

"Kill!" Kane understood the consequences as well. Although Wharton, after transforming, could now rival a Saint Domain expert, the Dark Church had stood on the Yulan Mainland for so many years and certainly had no shortage of Saint Domain experts. He showed no mercy, and he did not care in the slightest if he offended the Dark Church for those who had harmed his family.

"Today, I'll show you the might of a Tiger-Striped Warrior! Don't you worship darkness? Then I'll send you back into your lord's embrace—to meet your High God!" Kate roared, his eyes bloodshot, especially when he saw the ground.

Gale and Downpour

Thunder and Lightning

Wharton and Kane continuously darted through the Church assassins. In the blink of an eye, they killed the remaining Church personnel.

Only then did Thunder struggle out from underground. Falling from such a height was one thing, but Kane's strike had been too powerful, leaving his body severely damaged. Nearly thirty percent of his sturdy bones had fractured. Only he knew how grave his condition was. Fortunately, he was a Level Nine Warrior, and only the powerful vitality of a Level Nine Warrior had allowed him to crawl out of the deep pit. However, he had also lost his ability to fight.

"Pfft."

After Kate thrust his spear through the last Church assassin's neck, he walked toward Thunder as well.

"Not bad. You're still not dead. As expected of a Level Nine Warrior. Your status in the Dark Church shouldn't be low, should it? I imagine it isn't easy even for the Dark Church to cultivate a Level Nine Warrior. I just wonder whether they'll avenge you when the time comes." Kate stared coldly at Thunder, who could barely stand, his eyes icy as he spoke.

Thunder also knew he would not escape today. As a bishop of the Dark Church, he had always been ruthless toward his enemies. Yet when faced with death, he was somewhat afraid. Still, he did not beg for mercy. Someone who had reached his position knew that begging at a time like this was useless.

"Cough, cough."

"Who are you people? How dare you attack members of our Dark Church within the Dark Alliance? Not even the Bright Church would dare do this. Just wait for our Church's pursuit... Cough, cough, cough." Thunder threatened them from one knee.

Before he could finish, Kate thrust his spear straight through Thunder's head.

"Urgh."

Until his death, he had never expected Kate to deny him even the time for last words, ending his sinful life just like that. He covered his neck in disbelief, only to discover that the wound was too large to stop the gushing blood. In the end, he died from excessive blood loss.

After Kane, Kate, and Wharton released their transformations, they went straight to Old Bole's side. The members of the Bole clan were still in shock.

Kane and Kate came to their father's side.

"Father, you've suffered. Your son came too late." Kane had been in Tiger-Striped Transformation just now, so Bolei had thought he was an ancestor of their clan. He had never expected it to be his own child.

"Kane, how can it be you... Why have you returned? And how did you become so powerful?" Bolei asked in utter shock.

"Now isn't the time to talk about this. The Dark Holy City isn't far from here, and they'll receive the news soon. We should leave first and explain afterward." Looking at the excited members of the Bole clan, Wharton did not want to interrupt their reunion, but he still reminded them.