Chapter 870

All at once, a thunder dragon burning brightly with inscription-filled spirit flames shot out to meet the golden inferno.

"Inscriptions?" Herman cried out in shock.

The thunder dragon crushed the inferno, striking Herman in the chest.

He let out a cry of agony, falling from mid-air.

The holy warriors below scrambled to catch his body, but Herman was already pale as a sheet and spitting out blood profusely.

He had been fatally wounded by just one blow.

This attack, however, had also let the crowd finally see their Godly Emperor.

Wilbur took his thunder cleaver as soon as he landed, zipping around the twenty holy warriors in a circle.

He returned to where he had been standing after that, putting the cleaver away.

The holy warriors let out cries of agony, each of them had one of their hands chopped clean off.

It had happened so suddenly, too.

level archbishop and twenty Ambience level holy warriors had been heavily wounded and

erupted into a sea

was indeed the reincarnation of the

up to Herman. "Do you know why you're still

he lay on

expected someone so powerful to be behind a church this

rid of this little cult and use it to gain favor with the Pope so that he would be transferred out of this dump of a place, only to

never have dared to come here if he knew

talk about this. I think it could

on purpose, but

sir.

his high horse, lowering his head in

your church and

of his wits, not daring to retaliate in the

understand, sir. I'll be on my way now, and I promise never to come back here nor start any trouble with the Church

"Get lost," Wilbur shouted.

struggled to his feet, fleeing the scene with his holy

face of someone as terrifyingly powerful as Wilbur. That did not matter if he was

Herman and the

on their knees, praying to

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