Chapter 206 Chaos
"Wait a moment!!!"
In full view of everyone, a hand suddenly raised.
Under an irresistible pressure, the crowd gradually left a small space for that person.
Xia stretched out his straight, snow-white arms expressionlessly, his deep blue eyes fixed on Pope Callisto, who was holding an olive leaf crown.
"I have a question - I have a question! How can a rebellious son of darkness be worthy of becoming the Son of Light?!"
Callisto frowned slightly and looked at the Templars around Xia with a slightly surprised expression.
The Knights Templar had already approached him silently the moment Xia stretched out his hand, and after a look from the Pope, they immediately stepped forward to control him.
However, Xia threw out a fierce force of light with his backhand, directly throwing the circle of Templar Knights approaching him heavily into the crowd.
Xia, who possesses the aura of the protagonist, is naturally gifted with outstanding magical powers. With the blessing of Mios's divine power, his magic powers have skyrocketed. He is able to fight ten people of the same level at once, and is not at all weak. Instead, he has firmly gained the advantage.
Xia did not even glance at the Templar Knights who were beaten by him, but continued to stare at the Pope of Light and the Son of Light who seemed to be very close to each other on the high platform.
"What? You can't refute what I said?" Xia showed that extremely sweet smile again, but the tone of voice was completely different from that of others, which was harsh and incongruous.
As he spoke, he used his magic power to float up, creating a lonely path to the platform under his feet.
Callisto looked at him, his eyes growing colder.
"Xia, do you know what you are doing?"
These words only rang softly in his ears, blocking out the noisy and disturbing sounds from the outside world.
Xia's eyes suddenly turned red, and then his originally clear eyeballs were quickly filled with red bloodshot.
No one knew what he was doing better than Xia.
From the moment he summoned the devil of the abyss, he was destined to embark on this path of no return.
He had no other choice.
Xia curled the corners of her mouth, as if she wanted to give Callisto an innocent and bright smile.
But this already extremely forced smile suddenly cracked when his eyes fell on Rant standing beside Callisto.
Rand was smiling at him!
Why was he smiling at him?
Why is he smiling at him?
Was it a provocation, or a mockery of his clownish hysteria?
Xia had a splitting headache.
He looked with disgust at Rant, who was high and mighty, seemingly without any desires but had everything, and saw that he was protected by Callisto silently behind him.
His headache became more severe, as if tens of millions of extremely poisonous insects were gnawing at his brain wantonly. They drilled into his hypothalamus from his frontal lobe, and gnawed all the way from his left ear to his right ear, torturing him to the point of excruciating pain.
Countless wailing and crying sounds kept repeating in his ears, from men and women, old and young, they were crying out for the innocence of death and denouncing his tyranny and ruthlessness.
He saw his soul burning.
Thea heard Callisto's voice again.
Callisto said, "Stop."
But he couldn't stop anymore.
Xia placed his hands on his chest, and his expression gradually calmed down.
The strange light on his chest grew brighter and brighter, and the eerie grey light cast an ominous grey glow over the entire Bright Square.
It was as if the crow lights before a storm were coming, making the sky half bright and half dark, and the bright and white holy city of Katifan was whimpering silently.
The wind suddenly rises!
The whistling wind blew up the layers of wide robes. Callisto narrowed his eyes slightly and raised his hand to drop bright light.
The bright light rushed out, like a sharp arrow drawing a line as bright as day.
But when the bright light approached Xia, it was swallowed up by the black barrier around him, without causing even the slightest ripple!
Xia's smile twisted, "I can't stop, Your Majesty..."
"No, Callisto, my dear Pope Callisto, you are also a hypocritical and greedy person!"
"I should have seen through you earlier." Xia whispered, "Of course you won't be disappointed in me, because from the beginning to the end you never had the kind of expectations from me that I expected, right?"
"From the very beginning, since you adopted me from the muddy land, you had a plan!"
These questions had been suppressed in Xia's heart for a long time. Ever since he learned from the god that his soul possessed unique powers, Xia gradually figured out why he was favored by Callisto in the past.
He was not stupid, nor was he as naive as he appeared. Xia's keen insight enabled him to vaguely understand Callisto's plan.
His soul is the best nourishment and perhaps an indispensable part of Callisto's blueprint.
It was just that for various reasons, Rand took his place in the Callisto blueprint.
But unfortunately, he won't let Rand have his way.
There was a hint of madness and stubbornness in Xia's eyes. Seeing that Callisto had no reaction to his accusations, he turned his attention to Rant, who had remained silent.
"Son of Light?" he said sharply, "This may be the most shameful deception the entire Church has ever suffered!"
Xia snorted and looked contemptuously at the chaotic crowd in the square below.
A mob, with all kinds of beings.
The sudden change in this supplementary ordination ceremony caused everyone to reveal their truest nature.
Those who were devout in their faith and had faith in the Church of Light were not afraid even when the dark energy was approaching, and they stood firmly in place and waited for the Church's command. However, those who were weak in faith fled in panic, cursing in a low voice, and ran around looking for a glimmer of hope.
On this Square of Light, the number of devout believers far exceeds that of those with weak faith, but the chaos created by one person with weak faith is enough to disrupt the calm maintained by ten devout believers, so the Square of Light quickly fell into chaos.
Xia's smile grew wider as she looked at the chaos below her feet.
The more chaotic the better. If he doesn't make the scene grand, how can he let Rand make his debut?
Xia cleared his throat and continued to deliver his speech.
"I really feel sad for you. The Saint Son Lanter, whom you admire with all your heart, has actually already surrendered to the Dark Night and turned into the Saint Son of Darkness.
"Have you never thought about it? Why is it that even Pope Callisto is helpless against this difficult epidemic, but he, a mere candidate for the Son of God, is able to completely cure it? And the true miracle of light, from beginning to end, has only come to my brother Lu Yi Klein! Our Klein family! And him, Rant? Is there any sign of being recognized by the God of Light?!
"I'm afraid not! Saving the world from disaster is nothing but a grand scam! The plague was not saved by him, but caused by him!! This so-called plague is clearly a trap he got from the dark gods!"
Xia said sharply, his scarlet eyes sweeping over the believers in the Plaza of Light.
Some people were indifferent, some were loudly refutating, and some were shaking their eyes.
Then Xia's smile became even brighter.
He looked at Rand who had a calm face, but no matter how he looked at it, Rand was just pretending.
Xia said softly, "His crime of rebellion is unforgivable. He deceived our Lord, the God of Light, by seeking favor from the gods of darkness, stole the power of healing, and used the plague to wreak havoc on the entire Isaiah continent...
"How can such a person be worthy of the position of the Son of Light?!"
There was a moment of dead silence in the huge square, but an even more heated discussion broke out again in an instant.
Some people are asking how to prove it, while others are angrily denouncing it as nonsense.
Xia chuckled, "How do you prove it?"
Xia raised her hand and slowly moved it from her chest to the front.
A strange golden flame danced in his palm.
He held the dancing flame of divine blood and stretched it toward the platform.
Xia's eyes fell directly on Lant. "This is very simple. As we all know, only the blood of gods flows in gold, and this drop of god's blood in my hand can make him reveal the most authentic color mark of his soul."
"Whether what I just said is true or not, won't you know if you try it?"
Rand, who had remained silent all this time, finally moved.
He tilted his head slightly, pushed away Callisto's hand that was blocking him inconspicuously, took a step forward and faced Xia in mid-air.
"You've been the one talking the whole time. So now, are you done?"
Xia laughed sarcastically, "Why? You can't wait to continue after I finish talking?"
"I'm just confused." Lanter said calmly, "What on earth gave you the courage to challenge the entire Church, and even challenge all believers of light?"
"Don't flatter yourself! Are you worthy enough to represent the entire Vatican?"
"If the Son of Light cannot replace him, then who can? The teacher?" Lant glanced at Callisto, and Callisto smiled slightly to show that they were in the same camp.
So Lant turned his gaze back to Xia with suspicion and said, "Or are you a pseudo-believer with ulterior motives and rebellion?"
Without waiting for Xia to refute, Lant continued, "I don't know which god has bewitched you to dare to confuse the truth with false words. How much of this so-called god's blood in your hand is real, how much is fake, and how much is deliberately designed? This is probably only known to you."
Seeing the crowd begin to waver again, Xia laughed in anger, "You said the divine blood in my hand is fake?"
Lanter shook his head, "No, you still don't understand what I mean."
"I just want to know where your divine blood came from, whether it carries some unspeakable intention, and where the so-called truth you fabricated came from? Who are the so-called rebels who surrendered to the dark gods?"
Lant calmly pointed out the loopholes in his words, and even the doubt in his eyes was filled with a kind of confidence.
It happens again.
It happens again!
The crowd looked at Himxia, not as a winner or a savior, but as a clown.
--clown!
Xia's rationality collapsed in an instant.
He wanted to roar, but all the air was stuck in his throat and he could only let out hoarse and tearing gasps.
His hands trembled uncontrollably, and the flames in his palms began to tremble violently.
"It's okay, it's okay, haha! Soon you will know that I am right! Only I am right!! He is the rebel who stole everything! All of this should belong to me!!"
Xia suddenly attacked and threw out the leaping flame in his palm - at such a terrifying inhuman speed that the naked eye could not capture it.
[It’s now! Lu Yi! ]
In a blind spot where no one noticed, Rant quietly pulled Calisto's sleeve.
The flame shot straight towards Lant, with unstoppable force of thunder and lightning. In an instant, it appeared in front of Lant and hit him heavily.
Silent explosion!
Time seemed to freeze at this moment, and everything was slowed down countless times——
Lant groaned, fell to the ground, and began to tremble uncontrollably, as if he was struggling to fight something.
And at the same time.
Callisto had a solemn expression, his arms stretched straight forward, the remaining light power in his palms was extremely hot, and one could faintly glimpse the terrifying magic contained within.
On the other side, Xia lowered his head in a daze, staring blankly at the arrow of light on his chest.
In a flash, the arrow of light shot by Callisto hit Xia's chest silently.
Dark blood continued to flow out, and severe pain began to spread rapidly from the heart.
Xia's fingers trembled slightly, as if he wanted to pull out the arrow that was stuck in his chest.
But he had lost all his strength and could only stare in vain.
There was a small thing embedded in the arrow, something familiar yet unfamiliar to Xia - the broken half of his little finger bone.
[Ding Dong! The protagonist halo of Xia Klein, the son of the plane in "Son of Light", has been detected to be loose! Looseness index: 99%! ]
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