Chapter 1967 - 1966: Bad at Fighting, Loves to Play

"I don’t know your daughter," Vikael said coldly.

Bang—

In the next instant, his entire body was seized by a huge force and slammed into the ground with a roar.

He Ao knelt halfway on the ground, pressing Vikael’s chest with his knee, gripping his neck fiercely, and said coldly, "Remember now?"

The smooth and tidy floor spread fine cracks, reaching all the way to the broken wall.

"You mud legs!" Vikael growled, his whole body suddenly tense, muscles bulging, trying to break free from He Ao’s clamp, directly springing from the ground.

But even when his skin reddened and blood vessels rose like willow twigs, he could not break free from He Ao’s control in the slightest.

His swollen body crashed into the floor, shattering the already cracked ground even more, his whole body sinking with it, but He Ao’s body sank down as well, pinning him firmly, leaving a human-shaped indent on the earth.

The entire building trembled, faintly spreading dense lines.

"I think I need to leave for a bit," the man referred to as the deputy mayor said awkwardly, looking at the scene before him, quickly walking to the door and looking at Mark, "I wonder if your floating warplane can give me a lift, I can pay."

"Sorry, huh," Mark just chuckled, jumping back and directly grabbed the rope ladder, "Our warplane has limited capacity, adding one more person might be too much."

Then he gestured to the sky, and the entire rope ladder began to rapidly ascend.

The deputy mayor rushed over, trying to grab the rope ladder.

But the rope ladder’s ascent speed was too high, his hand directly caught air, his entire body lost its support, and he fell forward, almost rolling on the ground.

"Mr. Deputy Mayor, are you okay?" Mark looked down at the man below seriously and said, "Do you need me to call a doctor?"

The deputy mayor struggled to balance his body, glanced at Mark in the sky, gritted his teeth, then looked back at the still vibrating building, rolling and crawling through the yard, rushing toward the gate.

A luxury car was parked on the road outside the yard at the moment.

Meanwhile, in the villa, He Ao still lowered his head, gazing at Vikael who he had clamped, "Remember now?"

"Trying to interrogate me, you mud leg," Vikael’s face was flushed, his whole body charged again with surging power, "you’re not qualified enough."

He Ao’s body trembled, directly shaken open by this sudden burst of power, his whole body flew back a few steps until he stopped at the damaged doorway.

He raised his gaze, looking at Vikael.

Vikael’s burst of power just exceeded the limit of B-level.

At this time, Vikael slammed his fists on the ground, his whole body rose as if flying, landing on the ground.

He Ao watched this movement, squinting his eyes slightly.

Vikael very likely has seen angels, and not just once.

This flying motion clearly imitates the flight posture of angels.

But he cannot fly, only relying on strength and posture to mimic it.

At this point, Vikael also stood still, patting the dust on his body, gazing at He Ao, sneering, "Interrogate me, do you deserve it?"

He Ao looked at him, shook his head, stretched his bones and muscles, and smiled, "Was that power just now some sort of ’Grace’? It doesn’t seem like a Life Goddess attribute, as the Archbishop of the Life Church, did you receive Grace from other beings?"

He raised his eyebrows slightly, "Did you betray the Life Goddess?"

Among all Divine Being powers, He Ao is most familiar with the Life Goddess, he isn’t even this familiar with his best friend’s power.

After all, he is a Saint of the Life Goddess.

"Do you deserve to interfere in our Life Church’s affairs?" Vikael sneered, "Do you deserve to define the Life Goddess’s power? Who are you? Life Pope or Life Saint?"

This guy’s mouth is even nastier than mine.

He Ao gazed at the seemingly esteemed elderly.

However, he can actually feel that Vikael is not simply being rude, but truly looking down on him from the bottom of his heart, looking down on Bod like ’mud legs.’

This gaze Bod had seen too much in his growth, from when he left Keskein to Vitland, especially when he left Vitland to Ains.

Almost everyone Bod met in Ains could trace back an illustrious ancestor, only Bod was purely a mud leg.

Even his father-in-law and mother-in-law looked at him with this gaze, the only person whose origin was completely different yet looked at him sincerely from the start was his wife.

Of course, all these gazes diminished after Bod entered the Cabinet, and after he became Vice President, he hasn’t seen them anymore, at least no one dared reveal such a gaze in front of Bod.

"It seems you certainly have a distinguished ancestor," He Ao looked at Vikael, "I like communicating with the best things in the soil, as for you, you’re not worthy to speak to me in such a tone."

Vikael’s face suddenly darkened.

But He Ao’s words didn’t stop, he raised his hand, flexed his fingers, and laughed, "Also, I am indeed qualified to judge your betrayal behavior, even if the Life Goddess were here, She would think I’m right."

"Boastful," Vikael’s face was gloomy, his body suddenly rushed out, "let me show you who can ’evaluate’ your power."

The moment the words fell, his body suddenly vanished.

At the same time, dazzling white radiance lit up in all directions, and the entire villa transformed into a giant array in an instant.

But the array is incomplete, with large voids appearing where the walls were torn and parts smashed by He Ao, affecting the array’s power but not completely destroying it.

Accompanied by the white radiance, powerful suction also brightened from all directions, an invisible force acting upon He Ao’s body and soul, trying to absorb He Ao’s life.

However, the instant the suction touched He Ao, it was enveloped by an invisible barrier, unable to absorb a fraction of He Ao’s Life Force.

Under the cover of the white array’s radiance, a fierce fist wind, carrying terrifying power, approached He Ao.

Then the fist wind brushed past He Ao’s body, landing with a miss, the great force struck the wall behind, knocking another hole in the array on the wall.

Vikael raised his gaze, eyes wide open as he looked at He Ao, seemingly unable to comprehend how He Ao dodged his attack.

He looked at He Ao’s calm gaze, raised his hand again, and punched toward He Ao’s face.

Bam bam bam—

His fists poured down like a rainstorm on He Ao, the terrifying power stirred the void, trembling all around, one after another, fine cracks spread across the wall.

The white array shone with radiance, constantly dispelling these combat forces, maintaining the stability of the entire house.

But each punch just brushes past He Ao’s cheek, even though He Ao is within arm’s reach, even though his attack frequency is fast enough that meat eyes can’t capture it, yet he could not hit He Ao.

It’s as if he’s attacking an enemy that doesn’t exist, unable to hit no matter what.

Finally, after countless attacks, Vikael stopped, catching his breath heavily, his face covered in fine sweat.

He gazed at He Ao, his eyes filled with a hint of annoyance and resentment, "How could you—"

But He Ao did not give him a chance to speak, and calmly said, "Are you done?"

Boom—

Vikael opened his mouth, but before he could speak, a powerful force struck his cheek.

His body flew backwards like a sandbag hit by a cannonball.

Boom boom boom—

He smashed through three walls consecutively, flew out of the villa, and crashed into the lush green hedges behind the villa.

At the edge of the shattered walls, the white brilliance covering the walls flickered fiercely, trying to maintain the stability of the walls amidst the aftermath.

During that brief collision, the Array hadn’t had a chance to take effect, and the whole wall was directly smashed through.

He Ao withdrew his hand, looked at his fist, seemingly puzzled, "If you can’t fight, just say it earlier. You’ve been putting on such a show as if you’re so professional."

Thud—

Vikael’s body rolled out of the plant hedge, his face already a mass of blood. He raised his head, angrily looking at He Ao, "You mud-legged—"

In the next moment, He Ao’s body appeared in front of him, lifted a knee and struck his abdomen, sending his entire body flying towards the sky. But in the instant he flew out, He Ao’s hand, already prepared, suddenly struck down, hitting his back.

Boom—

Accompanied by a thunderous boom, Vikael’s body slammed into the ground, shattering the outer concrete surface and plunging into the earth.

He Ao clapped his hands, coldly gazing at the already embedded Vikael.

Vikael only smashed through three walls because the villa had only three walls, not because He Ao’s power could only send him through three walls.

Under such a violent impact, Vikael’s body was already a bloody mess.

He Ao lowered his gaze, watching the figure in front of him, a purple radiance ignited in his pupils.

The power left on Vikael by some Higher Being had a strong self-protection awareness. When He Ao first met him, he attempted to read his memories but failed.

Based on past experience, when severely injured but not dead, soul defense is the weakest.

The faint purple radiance penetrated through the world’s foundation, entering Vikael’s memories.

Soon, a scene appeared in He Ao’s consciousness.

It seemed like the living room of this villa, with the night outside the window. Vikael, the owner of the perspective, was sitting on the sofa reading a book. At this moment, the door was pushed open, and two people in white robes entered.

The next scene was the two white-robed, hooded figures standing in front of Vikael, handing a girl over to him.

Vikael raised his hand and touched the girl’s forehead, a faint white radiance flowing into her body, then he raised his head to look at the two white-robed, hooded figures, "The Holy See wants her, the city gates are closing, you should leave quickly."

The next scene was the departure of the white-robed, hooded figures, leaving Vikael alone in the living room.

He raised his wristwatch and glanced at it, the time was exactly nine o’clock at night.

From his memory, it seemed the city gates of Trollon closed at ten at night.

Exiting via the city gates means traveling by land.

At that moment, He Ao’s consciousness quickly delved into the depths of Trollon’s memory.

The Holy See? The Pope of the Life Church? Wasn’t this person missing?

Vikael working for the Pope, why does he carry a grace from another Higher Being? Doesn’t the Pope know?

Or is the Pope himself the biggest traitor?

Qiming Medical College seems unaware that the Pope has returned, and the Life Church is a loose organization.

If this person returned with the intention of betraying the Life Goddess, they might not only fail to gain support but also be reported internally by the Church.

So he didn’t approach the core of the Life Church but instead found Vikael, whom he trusted and who would certainly follow him?

But why would this person, already a Pope, betray the Life Goddess? What’s he after?

In the midst of pondering, He Ao’s ritual sank further.

Soon, he saw a vague shadow in Vikael’s consciousness.

It was a distorted white figure, its specific form indiscernible. It taught Vikael some ’special’ life science knowledge, which included the villa’s Array.

From Vikael’s ’perception,’ he should have seen the face of this white shadow clearly at the time, but this face did not exist in his memory.

He Ao further explored memories related to this white shadow, wanting to know why it captured Bod’s daughter and where it’s hiding.

At that moment, the white shadow in the memory, currently speaking with ’Vikael,’ suddenly lifted its gaze, seemingly piercing through Vikael’s perspective, looking at He Ao who was peeking into this memory.

Discovered? How could this be? Ordinary Angels shouldn’t be able to sense his current self.

At that instant, Vikael’s entire soul began to rapidly collapse.

He Ao’s consciousness began to quickly spread, sweeping through all relevant memories.

Whew—

Vikael’s soul collapsed completely in an instant, and He Ao withdrew his consciousness.

He lowered his head, looking at Vikael on the ground.

This soul collapsed too quickly, catching He Ao off guard; the opponent is at least an Angel, possibly even above Angel.

However, He Ao couldn’t be certain, an Angel with a high mastery over the soul might also achieve a similar effect.

He quickly organized the information he extracted in that instant.

Though the soul collapsed so quickly that He Ao didn’t realize it, his own soul mastery isn’t low and he still gathered a little information.

Firstly, there’s an image showing an unusually shaped exotic beast, seemingly made of rock, burning with flames all over.

This was found through related memory chains, but He Ao isn’t sure what this exotic beast has to do with the ’Holy See.’

And two words:

’Forest Corridor’, ’East’.