Chapter 258 Deadly Enemy
This glance seemed like a signal of war.
The power of light in the black-robed man's hands condensed and attacked them directly.
The darkness fades away, and at the end of dawn there is the rising glow.
But the bright light emitted by the rich power of light was even brighter than the newborn glow of the sunset.
Every cell in Zorn's body was beating wildly, and the most primitive impulse to survive was urging him to escape. The warning of death had never been so strong.
But he can't.
Behind him stood Astor and the rest of the mercenary team. Once he, as the strongest fighter, retreated, the team would collapse in an instant in the face of the encirclement and suppression of the Church.
Although having him here might just delay the process a little longer.
How's that word -- fighting to the bitter end? It's the most appropriate way to describe them now.
Zorn couldn't help but wonder what was wrong with the Holy See that was so determined to put them to death.
If he was not mistaken, the few black-robed men in the lead were at least level five or six. They must be the backbone of the Holy See, at the level of cardinals.
Being surrounded by such people, Zorn really couldn't think of any chance of them surviving.
But surrender was impossible, at most he would try his best to see how many people he could take with him before he died. Taking one person would not be a loss, taking two would be a profit, and taking three would be a huge profit.
Zorn suddenly spat out a mouthful of blood. It was too difficult for him to take the blow.
Such a domineering power of light directly turned his entire body into mud. His internal organs were displaced, and the buzzing sound echoing in his head made him unable to stand steadily.
Zorn could even vaguely feel blood oozing from his scalp. Every pore of his body was frantically rejecting the burns of the light force. His blood was boiling, as if he would fall into the abyss in the next second.
His vision was already blurred, but the black-robed apostle standing firmly on the top of the cliff was still neither hurried nor slow. The fatal blow that he had barely blocked with all his strength was just a tentative attempt by the black-robed apostle.
After making sure that they had no chance of survival, he became more relaxed, like a cat catching mice, and did not kill them immediately, but wanted to have some fun with them.
Zorn was staggering, and Astor wanted to reach out to support him, but was forced back several meters by the light arrow that followed.
The light power contained in the densely falling light arrows like rain was not very strong, and each one would not kill a person, but each one could make a person feel excruciating pain.
After several rounds of torture, no one could stand up straight anymore.
The black-robed men who were leading the group then laughed.
"Sir, I have recorded what happened just now with the photo stone. Do you think Master Crown...will be happy to see it?" the man in black robe who followed closely behind said flatteringly.
The leader in black robes glared at him and said, "I warn you not to be too smart here. My Lord doesn't have the time to pay attention to any scumbag. Besides, my Lord is compassionate to all living things and would never like such a cruel and perverted scene."
Then, the leader in black robes sighed in a tone that sounded like an aria: "My Lord has granted them death because they have been lost in darkness for too long, without any regard for grace or repentance. For such people, death is their best destination."
The man in black robe immediately nodded in worship and complimented, "I am shallow. You are indeed the Lord's confidant. With such profound knowledge and such powerful abilities, it is no wonder that the Lord values you more and more."
The leader in black robes did not respond to his flattery, but urged, "We have spent enough time. Now we need to get rid of them and report back to our lord..."
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"Who are you reporting to?" A cold voice sounded behind them, "The rebel Callisto?"
The sudden sound was like thunder and it caused the black-robed men who had been calm and composed just now to become visibly confused.
They looked in the direction where the sound came from, and suddenly they saw a figure with eyes as cold as ice in the air behind them, silently looking down at them as if looking at a dead person.
The visitor had ankle-length golden hair, which was more dazzling than the purest gold under the illumination of the rising sun behind her. Although she was facing away from the light, her azure blue eyes were sparkling with a light that could penetrate all darkness.
I don't know who was not afraid of death and swallowed his saliva.
Even though they already knew that Louis Klein was a great name, only when they actually saw him with their own eyes did they vaguely agree that all those seemingly exaggerated and absurd praises were not false and not a single word was fictitious.
No wonder even though Lu Yi Klein once ruthlessly refused to join the Holy See, those who had met him in the Holy See still always believed that he belonged to the light, was truly favored by God, and was the child of the God of Light.
"Are you mute?" Lu Yi narrowed his eyes slightly, his gaze passed over them and fell on the people sitting down in the canyon.
All of them were seriously injured, some were struggling to hold on, some were unconscious, and some were even on the verge of death.
Good, very good, very good.
Callisto is really shameless, Lu Yi thought.
He hurried as fast as he could, but still arrived a little late.
Lu Yi couldn't even imagine what kind of scene he would be facing if he had arrived two minutes later.
Are you lining up to collect the bodies of your family members?
This realization made Lu Yi extremely angry.
He suppressed his anger, wrapped the healing potion in gentle healing light power and dropped it on the people in the canyon.
Lu Yi deliberately selected a potion with a certain sleeping effect. After seeing that the conditions of several people improved and they fell into a deep sleep, he turned his attention back to the group of people in black robes.
"Or are you deaf?"
He didn't want to take the initiative to cause trouble, but he wasn't a soft persimmon that could be easily bullied.
By doing this, Callisto had completely destroyed the little friendship that existed between them.
Lu Yi originally thought that even if he declined Callisto's invitation, they could still maintain their friendship, or at worst just become strangers and never meet again.
But he never expected that Callisto would want to kill him.
There is no need to doubt who Callisto will target next after all the other members of the Klein family are killed.
Well done, Kalisto. If you don't make a move, it's fine. But when you do make a move, it's a stunning success and hits the vital point directly.
He was also too naive.
How could a ruthless man who could climb from the slums to the high position of Pope above thousands of people be a good person?
Since they are all coveting the throne of God, they will naturally not allow the emergence of anyone who can compete with them for the throne.
Wasn't it that all the hard work and efforts of Callisto, and the hypocritical mask he had worn for so long, were all for that unique, supreme godhood?
I am afraid that even if Lu Yi had accepted his invitation at the beginning, he would only become a chess piece in Callisto's chess game, being sacrificed at the best time and squeezed out of the last bit of value, just like Rand and Xia.
Mios's divinity is in Lu Yi, and the inheritance of Chaos's divinity fragments is also accidentally obtained by him.
Are there any other complete divine inheritances in this world?
Even if there is, would Callisto, who achieved demigod status by stealing the power of light and intercepted the faith of millions of believers in the Holy See, be willing to give up the throne of the God of Light?
Perhaps the two of them have already reached a situation where they will fight to the death.
Callisto saw this clearly and chose to strike first.
"Lu Yi Klein, I warn you that you'd better consider your own weight before you speak. Young people will have to pay the price for their arrogant words." The man in black robe said quickly.
Such a face that belonged to a god's creation made the black-robed men temporarily forget what Lu Yi said, until he provoked them again, and then these black-robed men belatedly defended their master.
But because they were a step behind, these threats seemed to be weak in reality.
Lu Yi had a blank expression on his face and repeated, "Didn't you hear clearly? Then I'll say it again, Callisto the Rebellious."
"I say, rebellious man, Callisto. Do you understand me now?"
"How dare you! You are the arrogant and rebellious sinner! My Lord..."
The man in black robe pointed at Lu Yi excitedly. Before he could finish cursing, he fell straight down and was no longer breathing in an instant.
"Did I ask you to speak?" Lu Yi stared at the black-robed leader.
Cold sweat quietly broke out on the forehead of the leader under the hood of his black robe.
The one killed by Lu Yi was a 4th level primary light mage. Even though his strength was quite weak, he was still a legitimate 4th level light mage. But he ended up dying so quietly and quickly.
This is no longer a scary question.
Being able to easily kill a fourth-level light mage in seconds, from what he had seen and heard, only his Lord Callisto could do it.
Could it be possible that Lu Yi Klein, who is so young, actually has the power to compete with Callisto?
What is even more unbelievable and horrifying is that, according to the perception of the black-robed leader, Lu Yi is only a fourth-level mage, the same level as the light mage who was killed instantly by him.
He had no idea what this was all about. Everything before his eyes was beyond his comprehension, so much so that he didn't know how to respond for a moment.
The leader in black robes stared at Lu Yi fearfully, and threatened him cautiously: "Since you already know who my master is, it is better to leave as soon as possible and don't provoke a behemoth that you can't afford to offend.
"My Lord has no intention of hurting you. He is just helping you to clear away the clutter around you that is disturbing your mind. When you return to the embrace of Heavenly Father, you will know that everything my Lord has done is for your own good."
The man in black robe might be trying to win over Lu Yi. Lu Yi just kept getting angrier and angrier.
"You know what I hate most?"
Everything is for your own good, so we can stand on the moral high ground and point fingers at you and do whatever we want.
But I'm sorry, he is not prepared to accept any moral blackmail in this life.
“People’s health can be affected by their emotions. If you are angry for more than half an hour, all your immune cells will stop working.
"Villains always die because they talk too much. When it's time to act, you should be decisive and swift."
Lu Yi said as he slowly descended.
"What I mean by this is that you should go to hell."
"Not even one will be allowed to survive."
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