Chapter 1289 516: What Does the Dark Emperor Fear of the Holy See? (Part 2)

The Archbishop's expression shifted dramatically, and he slapped him across the face.

"That demon Zhang Beixing is the number one in The Great Six! How could you even imagine it?"

"Without the Holy Light Judgment in our possession, how would we dare to attack here?"

Upon hearing this, the priest suddenly realized and dared not speak further.

"Everyone, prepare yourselves! Once that scoundrel appears, rush forward and kill without mercy!"

The Archbishop raised his scepter high, his eyes filled with murderous intent.

"I want to see where he can escape to now!"

Before the words finished, a towering figure suddenly appeared in front of the two armies.

The black robe flapped menacingly, exuding a murderous aura.

It was none other than Zhang Beixing!

"Your Excellencies the Bishops, I hope you've been well."

He curled his lips into a slight smile, speaking with a relaxed tone, carrying a bit of a roguish attitude.

"Zhang Beixing! You fiend full of evildoing!"

The Archbishop's face turned livid at the sight of him, and he cursed furiously.

"Today I shall act on behalf of the heavens to slay you, this wicked scoundrel!"

"Is that so? I'm curious to see what means the Holy See can employ!"

Zhang Beixing sneered, completely dismissive.

Everyone present gasped, a nameless dread rising in their hearts.

This man, what trump card does he hold to be so disdainful?

"Hmph, I'll show you the consequence of offending the Holy See!"

The Archbishop, exasperated, waved his scepter.

"Attack! Tear that demon to pieces!"

As soon as the words fell, countless priests in white robes swarmed forward.

The holy artifacts gleamed under the sunlight, dazzlingly bright.

However, facing the overwhelming crowd, Zhang Beixing merely smiled slightly, unimpressed.

"Is this all you have? And you think you can kill me?"

He laughed coldly, suddenly leaping into the air.

The next second, the wings on his back suddenly spread open.

Angel's Wing!

A dazzling golden light instantly filled the entire battlefield.

As if a blazing sun slowly rose behind him.

"This... how is this possible?!"

The Archbishop was dumbfounded, his eyes widened in disbelief.

Can a noble Human really unleash such terrifying divine power?

Unbelievable and unimaginable!

Moreover, the priests attacking were utterly suppressed by this aura, unable to advance any further.

They trembled in fear, faces pale as ash.

At this moment, the entire Holy See army was completely subdued by the power of one man!

"Zhang Beixing! Who... what are you?!"

The Archbishop trembled as he asked, his voice shaking.

"Who I am is not important."

Zhang Beixing spoke coldly, the golden light around him shining brightly.

"What's important is, from now on, this world will be ruled by me!"

"The Holy See, the Demon Race, all must bow and submit, defying me is not allowed!"

Hearing this, everyone present was utterly terrified.

Does this man truly intend to unite the Three Realms and stand above the world?

"Insolence! Cease your arrogance! I will show you what the Wrath of God truly means!"

The Archbishop finally couldn't contain himself, shouting in frenzy.

The next moment, he raised his scepter high.

Innumerable holy beams of light suddenly gathered at the tip of the scepter.

The terrifying power even twisted the void.

It was none other than... Holy Light Judgment!

"Hahaha! Zhang Beixing, prepare to die!"

The Archbishop sneered viciously, suddenly pointing the scepter at Zhang Beixing.

In an instant, a dazzling column of light roared forth.

It charged directly at Zhang Beixing's face, unstoppable!

[Host, be careful! The power of that light column is extraordinary!]

The Persuasion System quickly warned, its voice grave.

However, facing the incoming mortal strike, Zhang Beixing merely smiled slightly, assured and calm.

"Is this all you can do, and you dare to act impudent towards me?"

He snorted coldly, reaching out his right hand.

His five fingers slightly spread, with the palm aiming at the light column.

The next second, an astonishing scene occurred, leaving everyone stunned!

Buzz!

A golden light a hundred times more brilliant than the Holy Light suddenly burst from Zhang Beixing's palm.

The fierce radiance instantly engulfed the Archbishop's attack.

Heaven and earth changed color, chaos ensued.

The terrifying shockwave swept in all directions.

Countless priests were blown to the ground, spitting blood, unable to resist.

And the Archbishop turned even paler, almost falling from the high platform.

"How can this be... how can this be..."

He muttered to himself, his eyes filled with despair.

A mere human possesses such heaven-defying abilities?

Even the Holy Light Judgment was easily neutralized by him?

"I told you, you're not my match."

Zhang Beixing spoke coldly, standing with his hands clasped behind his back.

"Truly disappointing for this emperor. I had hoped to have some fun with you all."

His words were full of disdain and arrogance.

"Now, all of you listen carefully!"

He suddenly shouted loudly, his voice piercing the skies and echoing across the land.

"From now on, this Great Six shall have no more Holy See!"

"Everything of yours must bow beneath my feet! Dare to defy me even a little, and you will be killed without mercy!"

Before his words had fully fallen, he clenched his five fingers.

Crack!

Countless sonic booms exploded suddenly.

Deafening, terrifying.

Moments later, when the dust settled, the battlefield was in complete disarray.

The Holy See's army was slaughtered completely.

The ground was littered with corpses, a river of blood flowing.

And the Archbishop kneeled desolately on the ground, like a puppet with cut strings.

"No... This can't be... How can my proud Holy See be defeated so thoroughly..."

He looked like his eyes would pop out, his mouth twitching, unable to utter a complete sentence.

"Zhang Beixing! I am at odds with you forever!"

"You madman, I will make you pay for your arrogance! I will leave you nowhere to bury yourself!"

The Archbishop gnashed his teeth, roaring in fury.

His trembling finger pointed at Zhang Beixing, eyes burning with intense hatred.

At this moment, he had completely lost all reason, left with only bloodthirsty frenzy.

"Ha, just you? And you think you're fit to be my enemy?"

Zhang Beixing sneered, completely dismissing those words.

To him, this failed leader of the Holy See posed no threat.

Merely a lamb to the slaughter, at the mercy of others.

"Don't think that by winning this time, you can rest easy!"

The Archbishop suddenly laughed maniacally skyward, his madness chilling.

"The foundation of my Holy See is beyond the imagination of an immature brat like you!"

"One day, I will personally kill you, to avenge today's shame!"

"Oh? Then I'll be waiting to see what tricks you have up your sleeve."

Zhang Beixing smirked disdainfully, unconcerned.

In his eyes, this old thing was nothing more than a paper tiger.

Bluffing, not worth fearing.

"Alina, Richard, take him down for me."

He casually waved his hand, instructing.

"As you command, Master!"

The two confidants immediately obeyed, pinning down the Archbishop from either side.

No matter how he struggled, he couldn't break free in the slightest.

"Let me go! You heretics, I'll see you all with nowhere to bury!"

The Archbishop screamed hysterically, tears flowing incoherently.

This man, who once commanded the entire Holy See, had fallen to such a state.

"Ha, you won't shed tears until you see your coffin."

Zhang Beixing spoke coldly, his gaze icy and sharp.

"Since you refuse to come to your senses, don't blame me for being ruthless."

He reached out with his right hand, fingers like hooks.

The next second, an invisible force suddenly imprisoned the Archbishop.

"What are you going to do? Let me go! Ah—"

The shrill scream echoed in the air above the battlefield.

Every bone in the Archbishop's body made a teeth-grinding "crack" under Zhang Beixing's power.

As if they might break at any moment.

"My...my bones...are breaking..."

He moaned in pain, his features twisted together.

"Is this all, Archbishop."

Zhang Beixing's lips curved slightly, looking down at him.

"Such a little punishment, already makes you so weak?"

"I thought that the dignified leader of the Holy See would have more ability than this."

"Turns out, you're nothing at all."

His words were filled with mockery and disdain.

"Good job, Master! That was satisfying!"

Alina cheered on the side, her eyes sparkling with excitement.

"Indeed, forces like the hypocritical Holy See deserve to be harshly dealt with!"

Richard also clenched his fist, applauding his Master's actions.

"Beixing, don't... don't kill me..."

The Archbishop suddenly changed his tune, his tone instantly softened.

The madness just now transformed into pitiful pleading.

"As long as you spare me, I can do anything for you..."

"I'm willing to submit to you, ready to serve at your command..."

"I beg you... spare my life..."

The Archbishop's tears and snot were running, completely devoid of dignity.

Willing to abandon his faith, to be Zhang Beixing's lapdog rather than face death.