Sun Fei's expression changed, and with a flash, he leaped directly down towards the city walls.
"I told you to open the gate right now, and you dare to talk back? I'll beat you to death! Go and tell your damned commander to come see me..." Inside the city gate, a Church knight sat on his horse, his face full of anger. He lashed his whip mercilessly, and his silver Holy Power Dou Qi flashed, whipping several soldiers guarding the inner city gate to death. They rolled on the ground screaming in agony.
This divine knight was roughly Eight-Star Class strongman, and his intentions were vicious. Each lash of his whip shattered the soldiers' armor, leaving bloody welts on their bodies. In the blink of an eye, one soldier had been lashed four or five times, barely breathing. His martial arts cultivation far surpassed that of these ordinary soldiers; a single lash could have killed someone, but he controlled his strength perfectly, clearly intending to torture them and vent his anger. How could ordinary soldiers possibly dodge his whip?
"How dare you!" A loud shout suddenly rang out, and figures flashed in the air.
call out--!!
A sharp, silver sword aura shot out, shattering the riding whip in the divine knight's hand perfectly.
Then, a young and tall figure appeared before them, his spirited face filled with anger as he glared at the knight. He then turned and helped up a soldier who had been lying unconscious on the ground...
"You're the one who's being insolent! Who do you think you are? How dare you attack the Church's Divine Judgment Squad? Hmph, I think you're an incorrigible evildoer, in cahoots with the Necromancy Hasselbaink. You should be burned at the stake."
The knight was slightly surprised. That silver sword aura had been incredibly sharp. He had no doubt that if it had been aimed at him, the opponent would not have been able to block it. However, as a knight of the Church, he was used to being arrogant and fearless, even against opponents stronger than himself. He immediately became enraged and slapped the label of 'evil' onto the opponent, thinking coldly, "Hmph, foolish fellow, daring to attack me. How many experts far stronger than me have I made wish they were dead? You're next."
Startled, he began to plot how to deal with this suddenly appearing expert, while signaling to his companions to join him in capturing the man. But in the next second, the arrogant knight caught a glimpse of a golden light out of the corner of his eye, and instantly, as if struck by lightning, his eyes bulged out, and he froze on his horse. His companions, who had been laughing and watching the spectacle, were also completely stunned.
Because the young expert who had just appeared was emanating a vast and pure Golden Holy Power, and beneath his feet, golden Battle Aura, each over a meter thick, spread outwards like continuous waves...
"Father God, it's... it's Golden Holy Power?!"
As a Holy Knight of the Church, he was intimately familiar with the unique aura of Holy Power that only members of the Church could cultivate and master.
Of course, these divine knights understood what the Golden Holy Power represented.
That is the unique mark of the [ God's Favored One ], the symbol of the [ Son of God ], and the passport to the Holy Church's power and future. Anyone who possesses Golden Holy Power is a favorite of the Main God and will be the future controller of the Holy Church's power. They may even be the candidate for Pope, worshipped by the entire continent above millions of people in the future.
Golden Holy Power shimmered, and an aura of noble, holy, and compassion permeated the area beneath the city gate. The soldiers, their flesh bruised and mangled from the whipping, gradually awoke. They felt warm currents flowing into their bodies, the intense pain rapidly subsiding, leaving them in unparalleled comfort. Through their blurred vision, they saw only a tall, imposing figure and a handsome face they would never forget.
Healing injuries is one of the unique functions of the Holy Power of the Church. Other types of power, except for water magic and Dou Qi, generally do not have the effect of healing others.
"My lord... Lord Alexander!" The soldiers around him, finally understanding what was happening, knelt down and shouted as if they had found their leader.
"You... who are you...?"
A dozen or so knights dismounted and slowly approached. Although they were unsure of the situation, their tone was noticeably more polite than before, and their eyes held a hint of awe as they looked at Sun Fei.
"God says, God loves the world. As God's apostles, we must dedicate our lives to spreading God's glory, so that all living beings may be bathed in God's mercy and love. However, you, as Holy Knights, have committed such atrocities, disobeying God's will, and are simply defiling the glory of the noble and great Father God. Humph, you have truly brought shame upon the Church!" Using the Holy Knight skill [Prayer] to heal the wounded soldier, Sun Fei turned around and glared angrily, reciting a few words of doctrine he had heard from the bards. His sharp eyes and the ever-surging Golden Holy Power emanating from his body made him appear like a noble deity descending to earth, causing the Holy Knights to lower their heads and dare not meet his gaze.
If it weren't for other plans to follow, and the fact that it was all happening in full view of everyone, Sun Fei might have already punched those scoundrels who had no sense of chivalry to pieces. His Majesty the King detests those who bully the weak, especially the Holy Church. Ever since his first encounter with Chambord City, he has had no goodwill towards them. That reckless priest Baresi who insisted on targeting Angela was even sent to Paradise to serve the gods by His King using the power of Necromancy.
"This... we..." The Divine Knights stammered, unsure of what to say, completely overwhelmed by Sun Fei's imposing presence.
At this moment, the luxurious wind-elemental hovering magic carriage in the distance slowly approached, pulled by four pure white horses without a single stray hair. A casual priest respectfully opened the carriage door, lifted the curtain, and helped an Old Man, frail and Decrepify, dressed in a black and red robe and holding a golden cross cane, slowly alight from the carriage and walk towards them.
"Hmm? This old guy must be Pellegrini, the red-robed deacon of the Divine Judgment Squad that the Divine Knight mentioned before. He's quite a big shot. Although he looks like he's about to die, the aura hidden within him far surpasses that of everyone else in the Divine Judgment Squad... Hmm, a terrifyingly powerful old guy. He's probably been at the Moon Class for countless years."
Sun Fei remained silent, but a sense of unease settled in his heart.
"Cough cough... cough cough cough... you lot, why don't you apologize to His Highness [ Son of God ]? Do you really want to be burned at the stake?" The old man coughed a few times, his chest heaving violently, looking like he could kick the bucket at any moment, but his voice was full of energy. He glared fiercely at the few divine knights, a glint of light flashing in the depths of his cloudy eyes, and said to Sun Fei with a smile, "I wonder which temple His Highness comes from, and why he has come to this remote border town to train and cultivate?"
Is this an attempt to interrogate Lao Tzu about his background?
Sun Fei sneered.
Ever since he demonstrated the power of [ Paladin Mode ] in Chambord City and easily subdued the young master Mazzola, Sun Fei had realized many things. Later, he intentionally read some related books and learned what his Golden Holy Power meant to the Holy Church of this world. Therefore, he had long ago planned to fish in troubled waters and deceive the heavens, determined to carry out the deception of [ Son of God ] to the end.
His Majesty the King understood that, at times, this identity could be a lifeline, playing a crucial role. As for how to make the deception even more perfect, Sun Fei considered many methods, ultimately choosing the safest one—
That is to maintain mystery.
The identity of the [ Son of God ] is extremely mysterious. Apart from the Golden Holy Power that can prove his identity, the relevant files and information are basically kept in the Department of Sacraments of the Holy Church headquarters Holy Mountain Ten Thousand Streams Peak. Except for the supreme Pope and a few high-ranking priests and paladins, ordinary people have no right to access them. Perhaps there really are so-called gods on this continent. In history, there has never been a precedent of the [ Son of God ] being impersonated, because only members of the Church who believe in the Father God can cultivate Holy Power, and golden Holy Power is one in ten thousand, impossible to fake. Therefore, the Church has not taken many precautions in this regard.
This was precisely the opportunity that Sun Fei, this freak with the Diablo World, seized.
Therefore, when faced with the question from the cunning and shrewd red-robed deacon Pellegrini, Sun Fei deliberately furrowed his brows slightly, adopting a disdainful and arrogant posture, seemingly giving an irrelevant answer, "I am Alexander, King of Chambord City, a first-class vassal state of the Zenit Empire."
Upon hearing this, Pellegrini's old face stiffened almost imperceptibly.
However, the old man immediately acted as if nothing had happened, and laughed, "So that's how it is, Your Highness. We need to stay in the city for a while because of some official business. We hope Your Highness can make an exception for us."
Deep down, he was already somewhat intimidated by Sun Fei. Behind every " Son of God " stood a powerful figure in the Church and a complex web of vested interests. In reality, the Church wasn't as monolithic as people imagined. Due to the vastness of its dioceses, the papacy held immense power in different regions, naturally leading to numerous factions vying for power. Almost every influential Church faction would choose to support a " Son of God." If they could ultimately place their supported " Son of God " on the papal throne, their faction's power would surpass that of other factions for at least twenty years.
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