Great Divine Envoy, such strength would definitely be considered top-tier combat power in the Holy Glory Empire.
However, Princess Quan remained completely unperturbed.
Such combat power is far from sufficient for her at present.
She didn't want to waste words. Her short hair was blown about by the cold air around her, and her whole body exuded an extremely flamboyant and fierce aura, like a rose blooming on an ice field, invincible and exceptionally dazzling.
Swish—
She beheaded the man beneath her with a single, swift stroke of her sword.
A powerful pressure suddenly descended.
The followers of the Plague God Church all changed their expressions and immediately went into battle preparation mode.
Where's the psychic ability user I was promised? This guy's a peak martial artist!
Immediately afterwards.
Quan Ji's aura changed again, erupting like a raging fire.
Everyone was stunned as they felt the oppressive aura on them intensify further.
grass?!
He's advanced, Little Martial King?!
You haven't even played a match yet and you've already advanced?!
The followers had no choice but to give it their all.
The blue-striped cultist formed hand seals and quickly flew backward to create distance, shouting, "Protect me!"
Superhumans have never been very good at close combat; a qualified superhuman must learn to maintain distance.
The others obeyed the order and unleashed their martial prowess, rushing towards Quan Ji as if they wanted to kill her.
However, a golden light, like mist and shadow, flickered in Quan Ji's eyes, making her appear like a god in an instant.
Hallucinogenic!
Almost instantly, the believers froze, some even dancing with excitement, all immersed in an extremely realistic illusion.
Taking advantage of this opportunity, Quan Ji gripped her sword tightly, gathered her strength, and flashed away.
She transformed into a black phantom, her longsword piercing straight through the Blue-Striped Cultists.
puff--
The Blue-Striped Cultist shattered the illusion, spitting out blood.
"You...your special ability...how could it be..."
Before he could finish speaking, he collapsed.
The sword in Quan Ji's hand was dripping blood.
To catch a thief, first catch the king; eliminate the strongest, and the others are nothing but small fry.
Others also broke through the illusion one after another.
When they came to their senses, they realized that the Blue Stripe Cultists were already dead!
Instant kill...?!
hiss--
Everyone gasped.
Someone shouted, "Attack her together! Kill her, or we'll all be doomed here!"
Quan Ji's lips curled into a smile.
"You bunch of trash, you dare to kill me?"
A golden light flashed in her eyes.
"Go to hell and repent for my people."
Suddenly, everyone around them, as if possessed, pressed their weapons against their own necks.
Everyone was in despair.
"No...Sir...You...you can't do that! We are the most devout followers of the Plague God. If you dare kill us, the Plague God will curse you!!!"
"Sir, please spare us! We don't want to die!"
...
This is terrifying. This woman's superpowers are unbelievably strong, like those of a god.
Suddenly, everyone heard Quan Ji speak.
"kill."
swish swish swish —
Ahhhhhh—
A bloodcurdling scream carried on the wind and then dissipated.
Dozens of believers were all killed.
Quan Ji stood there, like a sacred and inviolable god.
She stood ramrod straight, alone, and slaughtered the plague-ridden Papacy, leaving not a single survivor.
No, there's one left.
The Pope of the Plague God Papacy.
Having just used her powers on so many people in one go, Quan Ji needs to replenish some energy.
According to the memories she gleaned, she knows this.
The Pope of the Plague God Church is a curse-type ability user, and such ability users are extremely troublesome.
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