Chapter 196 The Domineering Goddess of Chenxing

Looking at the ugly expression of High Priest Sylvia, Dival remained calm.

It was the Golden Church that first shouted the slogan of "trying to judge heretics". At that time, the three major religions were still in the stage of working together, so to give face to the Golden Church, the Church of War and the Arcane Council also shouted the slogan of "trying to judge heretics".

After all, this is also beneficial and conducive to the spread of one's own beliefs.

But now, Miria is Lear's wife, and Lear is the one chosen by the goddess of war.

Millia was a believer in heretical laws, and the Goddess of War could not have been unaware of this. But even so, she still granted Lear an extraordinary status.

What this represents is self-evident.

Dival looked at Miria, who was emitting an awe-inspiring aura. He could feel that the girl in front of him was very strong, stronger than anyone could imagine! "Your Holiness, are you really going to go against the Golden Church?" Sylvia gritted her teeth. If the War Pope really wanted to protect Miria, she would have to give up. He alone could never compete with the entire War Church.

"This is the Church of War, High Priest Sylvia." Dival said lightly. Although he did not directly confront Sylvia, his tone was firm.

"The War Church does not need to intervene in this matter." Just as Sylvia was struggling internally, Millia spoke up.

She took out the Morning Star Scepter, and the dark blue starlight was released unreservedly.

"I hate people who offend me." Milia said lightly, "You want to judge me? Then come and try."

Milia's voice was not loud, but it was clearly heard by everyone present.

This is a naked provocation, treating the Golden See and Sylvia as nothing.

Hearing Millia's words, Dival was stunned. He took the initiative to protect Millia from disaster, but Millia didn't seem to appreciate it. For a moment, the corners of his mouth twitched slightly.

Don’t I, the War Pope, have any dignity? “Lear…” Duval looked at Lear standing aside, only to see a smile on Lear’s face.

"Your Holiness, since Millia said not to intervene, let her be." Lear said softly.

Maybe Millia wanted to show her strength, to show that she was not just a vase, she was the goddess of the morning star, and anyone who disrespected the gods would be judged!

Duval opened his mouth and was speechless about the couple, but since Lear said so, he could only obey.

Li Er smiled at Dival, walked to Milia, leaned over and whispered in Milia's ear: "My princess, if possible, please spare Sylvia's life."

Milia glanced at Lear. She did intend to kill Sylvia. To her, it was like killing an ant.

"She is Ophelia's mother. Ophelia has now joined the Blood Cult, so..." Li Er said somewhat embarrassedly.

Not long ago, he promised Ophinina that he would not kill Sylvia. If Sylvia was killed by Milia, he would be breaking his promise.

Listening to Li Er's explanation, Milia stared at Li Er for a long time, and finally snorted, "I can not kill her, but she must be severely punished!"

"Of course, this is the punishment she deserves." Li Er breathed a sigh of relief, but at the same time felt a little guilty.

"I want compensation!" Millia looked at Lear and said again.

"I will meet all your requirements." Lear nodded with a wry smile. He was indeed in the wrong.

After giving Milia a gentle kiss on the cheek, Lear turned around and returned to Duval.

"What did you say to her?" Duval had a strange expression on his face. In such a solemn atmosphere, Lear actually kissed Millia. This really showed that he did not treat everyone as outsiders.

"I asked Milia to show mercy." Li Er's expression returned to calm, and he turned his head to look at Dival, "You don't want the high priest of the Golden Church to die in the War Church, do you?"

"..." Dival finally reacted. He had never thought that Milia would kill Sylvia. The girl in front of him was not a docile sheep, but a proud lion.

"Let's go outside." Millia said lightly to Sylvia, then walked out of the banquet hall with the scepter in her hand.

Looking at Millia's leaving back, Sylvia gritted his teeth, took out his scepter and followed.

A group of war bishops followed closely behind, and Li'er and Duval also walked out the door.

Outside the hall, in the square, Millia stood on the left. The stars in the sky were shining brightly, and countless starlight seemed to be attracted and gathered around Millia.

Sylvia was not afraid at all when she saw this. She had her own pride. As a former saint, she had cleared countless heretics for the church. Apart from the Pope, she was the strongest person in the church. She would never lose to a little girl!

Both of them stood in the square. Millia placed the Morning Star Scepter on the ground. The terrifying Morning Star magic power burst out instantly. A dark blue beam of light shot up into the sky.

The breath of magic that emanated from it made the robes of everyone present flutter. Even the players far away outside the Pope's Hall saw the column of light rising into the sky and became excited.

"What is that?"

"What happened in the Pope's Chamber?"

…

The players were talking among themselves and gathering towards the Pope's Hall.

Inside the Pope's Hall, the pillar of light that shot up into the sky gradually dissipated, and a dark blue barrier enveloped the entire square, like a protective shield.

"Is this a magic shield?" Outside the shield, Alvin reached out and touched the shield with an incredible expression on his face.

"Father, what is this?" Tiveney was shocked by the scene.

"This is a protective shield made of magic power by Miss Millia. It can prevent the magic power of battle from causing damage to the surrounding environment, but it is ineffective against physical damage." Erwin took a deep breath and moved his right hand back and forth in the protective shield.

Hearing Erwin's words, the people around understood, and Dival also looked at Milia not far away in surprise. Is this to prevent the extraordinary level of fighting from destroying the Pope's Hall? Milia didn't know the situation outside. She looked at Sylvia, a professional at the extraordinary level, and was completely unworthy of mention.

"Are you looking down on me?" Sylvia took a deep breath. Using such a huge amount of magic power to build a magic shield to protect the environment before the fight even started was completely humiliating her! "Let's start." Milia did not answer Sylvia's question, but just quietly raised the Morning Star Scepter.

The faint blue light gathered around his body, and the dense starlight was like a cunning poisonous snake, rushing towards Sylvia without any hesitation.

This scene looked very familiar. Meiya and others outside the protective shield were stunned for a moment and subconsciously looked at Lear.

Not long ago, Lear used such intensive arcane shocks to suppress Maya and the other four and won the victory. Now Millia used the same method to suppress Sylvia.

However, what Millia used was not arcane shock, but some other power.

Looking at Millia with the stars shining all around her, Maya suddenly discovered that the power Millia used seemed to be somewhat similar to the arcane law.

The battle became one-sided. Sylvia could only keep using magic to protect herself. The purifying flame of the Golden Law was burning and could burn out the starlight, but that starlight seemed endless.

Each blow just broke through her magical defense and hit her body. The damage was not high, but it was extremely insulting.

"Arch Priest Silvia!" The people from the Golden Church in the crowd finally reacted and were about to go up to help, but the next moment a dark purple rapier appeared in front of everyone.

Li Er stood at the front, the night rose in his hand flashing with gorgeous light, "This is a battle between Milia and Sylvia, no one is allowed to interfere!"

Violent magic power was released on Lear, the ground was covered with cold frost, and lavender arcane magic power condensed in the air, as if it would attack the people of the Golden See in the next second.

"Lear!" Feeling the terrifying magic power, Mori trembled all over.

There is no mistake in the poem, post, content, and read the book on 6, 9, and bar!

"Just watch carefully. What will happen even if you go up?" Lear didn't even look back at them. He just kept looking at Millia floating in the air.

The goddess of Chenxing, Milia is not an ordinary professional, nor is she an ordinary girl, she is a goddess! Milia has always maintained the image of a little wife, but she is a god, a person who once stood at the pinnacle of an era.

She could be a docile wife for Lear, but in essence, she was a proud goddess! "Damn heretic!" Sylvia roared, and all the magic power in her body burst out. She had been suppressed and went completely crazy.

The golden flame burned, the golden law shone, and gradually condensed in the air into a dazzling golden holy spear!

The extraordinary skill of the Prayer, Holy Word: Destruction! Causes unavoidable holy damage to the target, which has the same characteristics as the Death Thorn Piercing that comes with Lir's Blood Rose, but this is an attack that Sylvia has used all her strength. She even gave up defense and let the starlight hit her! It also added the Golden Wrath of the High-level Judge! The power of this attack reached the extreme of the extraordinary!

Outside the protective shield, Dival and other high-ranking members of the Church of War also looked solemn when they saw this scene.

Dival looked at Lear and said worriedly: "Lear, Ms. Milia is really..."

"Don't worry." Li Er also looked at the holy spear in the air. This attack was indeed very powerful, but it was nothing to Millia.

In the center of the square, Millia stopped the intensive attack of the starlight, and the scepter in her hand emitted a dazzling light. A starlight sword emitting terrifying power appeared in Millia's hand.

The hilt of the sword is made of the Morning Star Scepter, and the blade is made of faint blue starlight, making it look particularly mysterious and beautiful.

The greatsword and the holy spear, two powerful weapons, came out at the same time, and Dival felt a little numb.

Forget about the Holy Lance, after all, it wasn't the first time he had seen it, but this Starlight Greatsword...

He had a feeling in his heart that if this big sword was aimed at him, he would probably die in the next moment.

There was absolutely no ability to resist, and the sword seemed to be pointing directly at the soul.

"Special Executive Lear, are you sure that Ms. Millia will not kill Sylvia?" Dival asked Lear with a trembling voice.

"Is that right?" Lear smiled awkwardly. Since Millia had promised him, he believed that Millia would not break her promise. However, even so, Millia's current behavior could be described as quite overbearing.

The moment she saw the starry sword, Sylvia fell into despair. She was a transcendent professional and could feel the threat of death from the sword.

The starlight sword may not be as powerful as the holy spear, but hidden in its silence is absolute power.

Sylvia gritted her teeth unwillingly. It was impossible for her to kneel down and beg for mercy. Even if she died, she would fight to the end! The Holy Spear stabbed at Milia, and Milia also wielded the Starlight Greatsword. As soon as the two imaginary weapons came into contact, the sacred and mighty Holy Spear was cut in half by the Starlight Greatsword. Under the erosion of the dark blue magic of the Morning Star, it instantly turned into light spots all over the sky.

The Starlight Greatsword continued to slash towards Sylvia below. Just when everyone thought that the Golden High Priest Sylvia was about to die on the spot, the greatsword stopped.

"Someone asked me to spare your life." Millia's indifferent voice came from the night sky.

Sylvia raised his head with difficulty, and the dazzling starlight sword was within reach.

Someone pleaded for her? Who? Many thoughts flashed through Sylvia's mind, Dival?

It doesn’t seem like it. After all, Duval still has a terrified expression on his face. Could it be Lear?

She thought of the whispers between Lear and Miria before the battle began.

But if it was Lear, then why? Sylvia couldn't figure it out.

"I know you are hostile to me because of your daughter. I can tell you clearly that your daughter is still alive, but not with me, but with the Apostle of Blood." Millia continued.

"I am the controller of the laws of Chenxing. It has nothing to do with blood. I will let you go this time. If you dare to offend me again, I will not show mercy!" Millia added, with a hint of murderous intent in her words.

She had promised Lear that she would spare Sylvia's life, but only this time. As a goddess, she also had her own temper and would not allow someone who repeatedly offended her to live in the world.

Sylvia was silent, looking at the girl in the air with a hint of excitement in her eyes. At least she knew her daughter was still alive.

"Mi...Your Majesty Chenxing, thank you for telling me this. Can you also tell me how Ophinina is doing now?" Sylvia lay on the ground with a very humble attitude.

She already knew the gap between herself and Millia. She could feel that even the Golden Pope would not be a match for the girl in front of her. Now she only wanted to know about Ophinina's situation.

"Ophinina is still alive, but..." Milia hesitated for a moment and said, "But I'm afraid she can't go back to the Golden Church. The believers of blood will make Ophinina a believer of blood."

"She has not been persecuted. She is alive and well. She just changed her beliefs. You will be able to see her soon." Millia continued, glancing at Lear while speaking.

These are the futures she sees for Ophénina. She cannot see Lear's future, but the people around Lear have no secrets for her.

(End of this chapter)