Chapter 1262 - 504: Creator of the New Era

Gregory’s face changed, but he soon regained his composure.

He elegantly straightened his robe and smiled indifferently: "Young man, you are indeed very gifted. But do you really think this is all my strength?"

With his hands pressed together, he began to chant.

In the next moment, an even more terrifying aura burst forth from his body!

The earth-shattering radiance instantly enveloped the entire Vatican.

A massive divine phantom slowly appeared behind the Pope.

"What... what is this?!"

Alina’s pupils contracted sharply, her heart stirring with turbulent waves.

As the Vampire Princess, she had never witnessed such a terrifying power.

Even Richard couldn’t help but gasp.

"Zhang Beixing, I have to say, you are truly extraordinary."

Gregory stood with his hands behind his back, looking down at him.

"But in the end, you still overestimated yourself."

"Before my omniscient and omnipotent master, you are but an insignificant ant!"

"Today, I will show you what a real miracle is!"

Before he finished speaking, he suddenly waved his hand.

Buzz!

A dazzling pillar of light spewed forth from the divine phantom’s mouth.

Sweeping in all directions, it ravaged everything.

Wherever it passed, space twisted and time stood still.

As if proclaiming that all the laws of this world would be rewritten!

However, faced with this world-destroying force,

Zhang Beixing’s mouth curled into a slight smile, confident and calm.

He did not dodge, but instead advanced against the wind.

Streaks of golden light burst from his body.

Like a rising sun, dazzling and brilliant.

Colliding fiercely with that terrifying pillar of light!

Boom!

A world-shaking roar suddenly exploded.

Within a hundred miles, not a blade of grass survived.

Countless buildings collapsed under the impact.

Turning to dust, leaving no trace.

The people within the Vatican were swept away by the shockwave.

Bodies littered the ground, blood flowing like rivers.

Only Pope Gregory could still barely hold on.

But his face was pale, blood seeping from the corners of his mouth.

Clearly, he had suffered significant internal injuries.

"How is it? Do you understand now what a gap truly is?"

Zhang Beixing stood with his hands behind his back, the Angel’s Wing behind him slowly retracting.

It seemed that the earth-shattering clash hadn’t exhausted him much.

"You... what kind of monster are you?!"

Gregory stared wide-eyed in disbelief, his words incoherent.

A mighty God of Light wasn’t even a match for this young man.

This completely overturned his understanding!

"Who I am is not important."

Zhang Beixing spoke coldly, exuding an aura that made hearts tremble.

"What matters is that from now on, I will rule this world!"

"Whether it’s the Holy See or the Demon Race, all will bow under my feet!"

"As for you..."

His eyes narrowed, filled with murderous intent.

"You’re just an insignificant pawn."

"You want to kill me? Hahaha..."

Gregory suddenly laughed hysterically, maddeningly terrifying.

"Zhang Beixing, you’re too naive! Do you think killing me will let you unite the world?"

"I’m telling you, the darkness of this world is far deeper than you imagine!"

"You have no idea how many dangers are lurking in the shadows waiting for you!"

"Those real powerhouses will tear you to shreds!"

"Enough!"

Zhang Beixing coldly interrupted him.

"I have no interest in your nonsense."

"From your Holy See to all the factions, I will conquer them one by one."

"As for those so-called strong ones you mentioned..."

His gaze was filled with a domineering arrogance.

"If they dare block my path, I will ensure they come and never return!"

With those words, he suddenly raised his hand.

Crack!

A thunderous palm strike penetrated Gregory’s chest.

Blood splattered, His Holiness the Pope let out a harrowing scream.

"No... impossible..."

Gregory glared at Zhang Beixing, his eyes full of unwillingness.

He never dreamed he would be defeated by a junior.

This was an utter disgrace; how could he swallow this?

"You... remember this, one day I’ll kill you personally!"

Before dying, Gregory screamed hysterically.

The voice pierced the sky, echoing between heaven and earth.

While Zhang Beixing merely smirked with contempt.

"Bring it on, I’ll be waiting for you in Hell."

With that, he struck with another palm.

Gregory’s body transformed into a mist of blood.

Exploding without a trace.

Thus, the once so-called invincible Pope met his end.

No one would ever know how he once wielded such power and influence.

His death signaled a major shift in the world’s power structure.

From now on, no one would be able to challenge Zhang Beixing’s authority.

Because he had already reached the pinnacle of this era!

"Master is mighty! Unmatched in the world!"

Richard and Alina were boiling with excitement and passion.

If they hadn’t seen it with their own eyes, they could hardly believe it.

Master was so powerful, he could casually slay gods and demons.

Who in this world was worthy to stand against him?

Zhang Beixing stood with his hands behind his back, high above.

Looking around, everywhere his gaze fell was a scene of ruin.

The once magnificent Vatican had become a wasteland.

Roaring flames devoured every inch of land.

Thick smoke billowed, filling the sky and earth.

As if announcing that this world had welcomed a new ruler.

"The Holy See is toppled, what more do you have to say?"