A tense atmosphere immediately filled the main hall.
"Alright, the materials from those Moon Class Great Perfection combined are barely equivalent to a Great Sun-Rank Venerable Initial Stage... Transaction complete!" After a long while, Dark Demon Armor Bastürk finally made his decision.
Clearly, this Magic Creature doesn't want to really fall out with the Holy Church just yet.
He also harbored some apprehension towards this extraordinary behemoth on the continent of the Holy Church.
The golden-haired master also secretly breathed a sigh of relief at that moment.
He wasn't as calm as he appeared; a cold sweat had broken out on his back. Hearing his opponent's tone soften, he exhaled a breath of stale air and said, "Since that's the case, then hand over what the Church needs to me, and our trade will be complete!"
After a moment of silence, the Dark Demon Armor Bastürk, his massive body shrouded in inky black mist, raised his hand, and a beam of inky light shot out, carrying a white bone fragment engraved with countless strange characters and patterns.
This bone fragment possesses a strange, unsettling energy.
The golden-haired priest's eyes blazed with intense light, and his heart was filled with excitement.
This operation is of great importance to the Church. If the mission is completed, his status within the Church will rise accordingly. Moreover, he has just cleverly eliminated two rivals who were vying for credit with him. As long as he pins the blame on the Dark Demon Armor Bastürk, no one will be able to find out. With everything about to be completed and a bright future beckoning him, how could he not be excited?
He reached out and grabbed at the white bone fragments.
However, at that very moment, an unexpected change suddenly occurred.
"Huh? What's that? Let me see it first!"
A clear, teasing voice suddenly rang out in the center of the hall.
Not far from them, the air suddenly twisted, and a tall figure could be vaguely seen appearing and disappearing. He waved his hand, and then the white bone fragment actually drew a ninety-degree arc and flew towards the figure, where it was caught in his hand.
"Who goes there?" The exclamations of the golden-haired, curly-haired priest and the Dark Demon Armor Bastürk rang out at the same time.
This was no small matter.
Both were among the strongest in the Northern Region, and this land was the home ground of the Dark Demon Armor Bastürk. Countless magical sentry posts and traps were set up around it; even a mosquito flying in would be detected. Yet, so many people had been in the hall for so long without noticing that an invisible person was standing right next to them?
boom!
Boom boom boom!!!!!
The two powerful figures launched their most intense attacks in an instant.
The golden, curly-haired priest chanted incessantly, and a strange phenomenon appeared. Six pairs of dazzling white wings unfurled from his back in an instant, and he transformed into an archangel wielding the Sword of Judgment. With One Sword swing, he tore apart the surrounding space, and a sense of peace instantly filled the entire hall, dispelling the evil and cold aura.
With a mere blink, the Dark Demon Armor Bastürk's three- or four-meter-tall figure appeared before the blurry figure. His five fingers, sharp as knives, reached out and grabbed, unleashing hundreds of dark orbs of light that transformed into human faces. A fierce wind swept through the entire hall, creating a terrifying atmosphere reminiscent of the apocalypse.
The busty, powerful woman in red lying on the ground was also stunned by this sudden scene.
This newly appeared figure was clearly a powerful human. They were far too careless. Since their invisibility technique could evade the detection of the Divine Master and the Demon Armor, why did they choose to speak and reveal themselves? Now, having been discovered by two powerful figures, escape is virtually impossible. Deep down, the red-clad female powerhouse hoped that the Human Clan powerhouse who appeared later could leave alive and expose everything that had happened. However, it was clear that the possibility was almost zero. She didn't believe that under these circumstances, anyone could escape the siege of two powerful figures.
However, what she saw next made her unable to believe her eyes.
"Stop fooling around, I'm busy!"
The figure that suddenly appeared was completely unconcerned about the deadly attack from the two powerful figures. He even joked in an extremely relaxed tone. A golden light flashed on his body, and then he casually waved his hand as if shooing away an annoying fly.
Then, a truly breathtaking scene unfolded.
The 'shadow' slapped out, first shattering the white lightsaber in the golden-haired priest's hand like a child's toy. Then, the force of the shattering spread outwards with a single finger, and in the next instant, the golden-haired priest's body trembled violently, he staggered back, tilted his head back, and spat out blood. The six enormous angel wings behind him, each over ten meters long, also shattered instantly, leaving him severely injured and immediately pulling him out of his archangel transformation.
Then, the 'shadow's' palm met the sharp, giant claws of the Dark Demon Armor.
The Dark Demon Armor, with its unfathomable power, only lasted three or four seconds longer than the golden-haired divine master. Then, the pitch-black ink surrounding its body rapidly melted and vanished amidst a mournful roar.
Its massive body took a step back, carving two deep furrows in the ground. Finally, unable to withstand the terrifying force contained in that casual slap, it flew backward like a meteor, crashing heavily onto the throne deep within. Shards flew everywhere, stone pillars shattered, and were buried beneath.
The busty, powerful woman in red was stunned!
He... he defeated two unfathomable powerhouses so easily... Just who is he?
Could it be a deity?
It's unbelievable that such a powerful person exists in this world. Could it be the legendary ' Strongest on Land, ' Maradona?
"Who... are you?" The golden-haired priest, spitting blood, asked in a horrified voice, his body swaying.
Inside the main hall, the smoke and evil black mist slowly dissipated, revealing the figure of this incredible powerhouse.
"How is this possible? So young?"
Upon seeing the figure's true appearance, the enraged female warrior in red felt her brain was about to fail her. She never expected that the person before her was a young man who looked to be under twenty years old, with long black hair that cascaded down his back like a waterfall, a face as handsome as jade, sword-like eyebrows and bright eyes, and a dashing and elegant appearance. His white imperial robe was as pure as snow, and in this dark hall, he seemed to be as dazzling as a beacon of hope, impossible to look directly at.
"It's you?" The golden-haired priest's expression changed drastically. He clearly recognized the person before him and blurted out, enunciating each word clearly. "King Alexander the Great of Chambord!"
"Ha, don't be so friendly, lest people misunderstand and think we're old friends." Sun Fei, quite pleased with his performance, chuckled slyly and said, "Actually, I don't know you at all!"
Third update.