104: Bai Li Kidnaps the Little Beauty
The wave of believers almost swept through the white ceremony, lifting the top of the ceremony.
Huaiyan, however, showed no intention of stopping it.
The believers are arguing more and more fiercely now, so it will be easier to clean up the white offerings later.
After Huai Yan suddenly appeared on the stage, Bai Li quickly realized that something was wrong.
Because the cheers from the audience changed from curses to applause.
Bai Li had to stop praying and looked up at the source of all the sounds.
With just one glance, Bai Li was horrified, but he still managed to stay on the platform.
"Messiah! What are you doing?" Bai Li's voice was sharp, striking first. "This is the inauguration ceremony of the Holy Son, get down here!"
For a moment, Bai Li even forgot to use the most basic form of address, "Your Excellency the Holy Son," and addressed the other party by his name.
This action naturally aroused dissatisfaction among believers.
They roared angrily, their emotions running high.
"Who do you think you are to dare disrespect His Holiness the Holy Son?!"
"How dare you! You dare to slander His Highness the Holy Son!"
"Get out! Imposter! Nobody welcomes you here!"
During this time, Huaiyan remained silent, and the believers spontaneously rose up in resistance.
The fact that the Messiah, the Holy Son, has been recognized by the Father is known throughout the entire continent of Seer.
Seeing the situation spiraling out of control, Bai Li completely panicked.
He roared, his voice hoarse, "I am the Holy Son! The Messiah is that imposter! I am the Holy Son!"
As Bai Li spoke, he glanced at the church members and soldiers below the stage and angrily shouted:
"Are you all blind?! Can't you see someone interrupting the prayer? You've delayed the Father's admonition ceremony. How many lives do you have to pay for it?"
After venting his anger, Bai Li originally thought that Huai Yan would be immediately pulled off the platform.
But to his surprise, the group of people in the audience did not take immediate action.
Instead, church members sent soldiers to bring a man in.
Zoe was bound hand and foot to a pillar, enduring the insults and spittle of the crowd.
"What's going on?!" Bai Li was startled, but tried to remain calm as he loudly questioned, "Who told you to tie him up?"
As if remembering something, Bai Li continued to roar, "Where's Lang Qing? Where did Lang Qing and Xiu Yi go? Are they all dead?!"
Unfortunately.
Bai Li's voice became hoarse, and he was hit by objects thrown from the crowd for quite some time.
None of the church members could answer him.
"Don't waste your energy." Huaiyan's voice was light and clear, as if it had been washed clean by water.
The boy slowly stepped forward, reverently stroking the statue of the Father God, and said coldly, "Bai Li, forcibly stripping the Holy Son of his position will backfire."
If you want to wear the crown, you must bear its weight.
In his previous life, after Bai Li became the Holy Son, he did not lead the continent of Seer to a better future.
Instead, Bai Li brought one disaster after another to the continent of Seer, and the Father God's furious punishment.
However, it is clear that Bai Li, as the person involved, has not yet realized this.
The young man stood firmly on the high platform, and said disdainfully, "Then you should get out of here. I will succeed as the new Holy Son."
What kind of backlash?
In his previous life, he became the new Holy Son unscathed and took control of everything on the continent of Seer.
Originally, all these fanatical believers below should have belonged to him.
Bai Li felt a slight sneer in his heart, knowing that this was nothing more than a clumsy lie fabricated by Huai Yan to trick him into stepping down.
Otherwise, how could he have lived a good life in his past life?
If it weren't for the Father God's sudden punishment, he wouldn't have been reborn.
Thinking of this, Bai Li was filled with rage and glared at Huai Yan with hatred.
Huaiyan certainly wouldn't let it go just because of his words.
"Bai Li," the boy said in a low voice, his expression slightly cold, "Aren't you afraid of Father God's punishment?"
Bai Li is a fallen angel who was punished by men and stripped of his angelic status.
Such a rebellious angel would undoubtedly fear the Father.
But Bai Li couldn't care less about that anymore.
Upon hearing the words "Father God," he felt a moment of fear and hesitation.
At this moment, Bai Li had no way out.
The once-every-five-years admonition ceremony is the best opportunity for the Son of God to be deposed; he cannot wait a second time.
“Even if I’m afraid, I’ve been punished many times over,” Bai Li threatened. “Don’t even think about interrupting me! I am the new Holy Son!”
"Messiah! Who do you think you are!"
With a loud shout, Bai Li's chest pounded violently.
A thought vaguely surfaced in his mind.
Since we're already at a dead end, we might as well kill the Messiah.
In this way, the position of the Holy Son will truly belong to him, Hakurei.
No one could repeatedly and foolishly ruin his plans.
However, in an instant, a sudden change occurred.
When Huaiyan came to her senses, Bai Li had already pressed a knife against her neck.
A commotion immediately broke out in the audience and the church.
"Your Excellency, Holy Son!"
"grown ups!"
"His Holiness is in danger!"
"Imposter! Release His Highness the Holy Son!"
"If His Holiness the Holy Son is injured, can you bear the responsibility?!"
The crowd was in an uproar, filled with panic, and some even wanted to stand on the platform to save Huaiyan.
Meanwhile, Lang Qing and his group, who had rushed over from who-knows-where, stood in astonishment below the stage.
For a moment, no one dared to make a move.
Zhou Luo's expression suddenly changed, abandoning his previous gentle persona: "Bai Li, are you fucking crazy?!"
This was clearly agreed upon in the previous plan.
The entire plan was initiated in order to perfectly eliminate the existence of Huaiyan.
Upon seeing this, Lang Qing almost immediately rushed onto the high platform.
The man's eyes widened in fury: "Bai Li, how dare you!!"
However, before he could go up, Wolf Green was stopped by the calm Lucy.
Although all seven of them were extremely panicked.
But at this moment, with the boy's life at stake, we can't afford to act rashly.
"Didn't we tie the little beauty up?" The succubus folded her wings and asked unhappily, "Why did she still come out?"
Lucy's expression was naturally not good either. He asked Esther in return, "Do you really think we can tie each other up?"
Until this moment.
It was only after seven people did they truly realize this.
In their previous interactions, the boy had been hiding his true abilities.
Despite her powerful magic, she acted delicate and frail when facing them.
In addition, the boy himself was extremely handsome and had exquisite features.
It will quickly make people lower their guard and relax their guard.
On the other hand, he sees his lovers from his past life, who have all turned against him in this life.
Bai Li's anger grew even stronger, and he slowly sliced open the boy's snow-white neck with the sharp blade.
"I am the Holy Son!" Bai Li shouted madly, his grip tightening even more.
Why did you betray me! I should be the Holy Son!
"It's me!!!"
On the stage, Bai Li roared furiously.
Immediately, his eyes were drawn to the scarlet blood on Huai Yan's fair neck.
"Hmm..."
Because of the pain, Huaiyan couldn't help but groan.
Perhaps it was the boy's expression that seemed too unbearable.
The seven men kept a close eye on Bai Li's movements, ready to move at any moment.
The vampire had already spread his wings and stood beside the succubus.
If the boy shows any more pain, or if Bai Li moves even the slightest bit more.
They will make sure that Bai Li's head falls to the ground in an instant.
"Bai Li..."
Looking at the seven nervous people below the stage, as well as a group of church members and believers.
Huai Yan suddenly felt a sense of satisfaction, as if he had achieved his goal.
His voice trembled.
Whether out of fear or excitement, he said to Bai Li, "You're crazy."
"Yes!" Bai Li roared furiously, naturally picking up where Huai Yan left off, "I'm fucking insane!"
He's worked so hard! He's slept with so many people! Why can't he be the Holy Son?!
In his previous life, he overthrew the church and established a completely new order.
Why does everyone revolve around Huaiyan after her rebirth?!
An overwhelming rage gradually consumed Bai Li's reason.
"Do you want me to let you go?!"
The silver-white blade pierced deeper into the boy's neck, making Bai Li even more excited.
"Dream on! Even if I can't become the Holy Son!" Bai Li roared madly, "you'll be buried with me!"
As soon as he finished speaking, Bai Li suddenly increased the force.
The pain of blood flowing through the neck is simply impossible to ignore.
Huaiyan opened her lips, about to cry out uncontrollably, her legs almost going weak.
The crowd below the stage also rushed over at that moment.
Just as Xiuyi stepped onto the steps, and Bai Li's blade was about to strike his very core.
The statue of the Father God behind Huai Yan suddenly emitted countless beams of intense light.
The light came suddenly, so bright that everyone was momentarily blinded.
It lasted for about a minute.
People gradually recovered and looked toward the source of the light.
And the original location of the Father God statue.
The statue transformed into a giant chair, and the man sat regally in a high position, looking down at the farce unfolding on the altar.
The man's entire body was also radiating a faint, platinum-gold glow.
It looked incredibly sacred.
"It's the Father God!!!"
"The Father God has descended!!!"
"The Father God has descended upon the continent of Seer!!"
"Father God!!!"
"Father God has come!! God has descended!!"
"Father God!! Please punish this imposter!!"
"Father God!!"
Soon, the crowd erupted in another wave.
The people were in a frenzy, wanting to oust the imposter Holy Son from the throne and drive him off the continent of Seer.
The man on the high platform had a cold and superior appearance, with a smooth and distinct jawline and a sexy curve.
He was a man who exuded a powerful aura even just sitting there without saying a word.
Especially those enormous, outstretched wings, hanging above the altar, added a touch of divinity to the man.
The Father God did not speak, but simply looked quietly at the audience.
Below the stage, the boy, held hostage by Bai Li, stared blankly at the man.
Amidst the surging crowd, he understood the man's obscure gaze and satisfied expression.
For some reason, Huaiyan had a hunch that the man had only come forward because of him.
However, before Huaiyan could think about it, she heard a "clink" behind her.
Bai Li collapsed to the ground, his face deathly pale.
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