novelweb Chapter 1186: The Holy See's Background, the Great Secret Hidden in the Formation
Chapter 1186: The Holy See's Background, the Great Secret Hidden in the Formation
Bang bang bang!
Chen Yang swung his sword with all his might, this time slashing three times in a row, stirring up light fragments all over the glass ball, as brilliant as blooming fireworks.
Each sword strike was extremely terrifying, enough to cut a 10,000-ton steel battleship in half, but the glass light ball was completely unaffected, without even a crack.
"It's useless. This is the protection of the six-winged angels in heaven. It embodies the power of the six-winged angels. Even if you chop it for a day and a night, you can't break it. Can you listen to me now?" The old Pope said while panting. Seeing that he was defeated, he wanted to talk to Chen Yang in a friendly way.
"Okay, what do you want to say?"
After four consecutive sword strikes failed to break the ball of glazed light, Chen Yang temporarily withdrew his hand, looking as if he could let it go.
However, after putting down the Sun, Moon and Stars Sword, Chen Yang suddenly had another object in his hand, a palm-sized dark golden hill.
It is the Yuanci Sacred Mountain!
Moreover, he secretly accumulated strength to activate this magnetic magic weapon.
"This time, my Holy See admits defeat and is willing to pay 100 billion US dollars as compensation for your defeat. In addition, if you don't mind, my Holy See is willing to appoint you as the vice-pope, whose status is second only to me. After a hundred years, the position of the Pope of the Holy See may very likely be yours. What do you think?" The old Pope said with a heavy and serious look.
When the old man said this, countless people were shocked!
A compensation of 100 billion US dollars is enough to shock the world, but the old Pope even promised Chen Yang the position of Vice Pope of the Holy See and said that he would pass the position of Pope to Chen Yang after a hundred years. Even an international joke would not dare to be made like this.
You must know that since ancient times, the Holy See has been the Holy See of the West. People with oriental faces can only be the lowest-level believers, contributing their faith and thoughts. They are not even qualified to become clergymen, and there is no place for Orientals in the position of knight.
Now the old Pope, in order to win over Chen Yang, promised Chen Yang the position of Vice Pope of the Holy See. Isn't this ridiculous?
Doesn’t the Holy See have to change its name from Western to Eastern?
Even if the old Pope agreed, countless Westerners would not agree. Their lofty dignity would not allow them to accept a Pope with an oriental face, even if he was a vice-pope.
"Old Pope, think again."
"Old Pope, if you do this, I'll leave the Church. How can he, a great devil from the East, be the Pope of the Western Holy See?"
"Demon King of the Eastern Nation, you have gone too far. You are not welcome in the West. Please go away."
"Roll rough!"
"Go back to your East."
……
There was a commotion from the crowd.
I don’t know if it’s because they think the law doesn’t hold everyone responsible, but some people actually spoke wildly, even using foul language, and cursed at Chen Yang.
"You bunch of Western trash, do you really think I care about the damn position of Pope?" Chen Yang looked around and said angrily at the angry Western crowd.
As soon as he finished speaking, he suddenly activated the Yuanci Shenshan magic weapon in his hand.
boom!
The Yuanci Divine Mountain, which was originally the size of a palm, suddenly turned into a ten-foot-high hill as Chen Yang infused it with true energy.
Although this size is far from the limit of Yuanci Divine Mountain, it is enough for Chen Yang.
Power comparable to that of a sacred Dao artifact condensed within the Yuanci Divine Mountain. Its divine light intertwined with lightning, condensing into a chaotic ball of light. Then, with a flick of Chen Yang's finger, the ball of light slammed into the glass ball of light enveloping the old pope's body with lightning speed.
The void shook violently, and wherever the Yuanci Hill passed, the space was distorted.
"No, no, Chen Tianren, let's talk things over nicely. No matter what conditions you put forward, I can agree to them. I can even give you the position of Pope right now."
The old Pope of the Holy See let out a heart-wrenching cry of grief.
His intuition told him that the Yuanci Shenshan magic weapon that Chen Yang threw out this time could not be withstand by the glass light ball outside his body. If he was not careful, his life would be in danger.
But Chen Yang had no intention of stopping.
Boom!
The magnetic hill smashed onto the sacred light ball, creating a scene like the creation of the world.
All everyone saw was a dazzling ball of light.
The ball of light was so bright that it was even brighter than the sun in the sky.
The breath of destruction, like the shock wave of a nuclear explosion, swept across the area within a radius of more than ten miles with this bright ball of light as the center.
Not only was Fancheng completely destroyed, but even the neighboring city of Fancheng was half destroyed. Countless houses collapsed and the ground was lifted up layer by layer.
The destructive power of the battle in the divine realm far exceeds human imagination.
What's more, this was a battle between two top-level gods, which fully satisfied everyone's imagination of a battle between gods.
Bang, bang, bang!
Puff puff!
Those spectators who were close by, including of course the group of Western trash who had just been nagging Chen Yang and speaking arrogantly, were all blown away. Many of them exploded in mid-air, turning into blood mist, or blood mud and broken bones.
This single blow resulted in tens of thousands of casualties.
In the end, only one oriental-looking girl, Fang Tongtong, remained at the scene. All the others had collapsed, either dead or maimed.
It wasn't that Chen Yang had held back against her, but that the old wolf king had protected her.
Of course, the old wolf king only took action for Chen Yang's sake.
As for Wu Kai, the rich second generation from Shanghai, he was not so lucky. He turned into a ball of blood mist, and his screams were still echoing in the air.
The fragility of life is vividly demonstrated at this moment.
Unfortunately, the lives of ordinary people are worthless. No matter how many deaths and injuries there are, they are just numbers and no one cares.
What everyone cares about is the life or death of the old Pope of the Holy See, because the life or death of the old Pope is of great importance.
A moment later, when the dust settled, all that remained was a huge crater like a nuclear explosion. There was no trace of the old pope, not even a piece of flesh, a strand of hair, or a broken bone.
Although this scene had been anticipated, countless people still could not accept it when they actually saw it. They could not accept the fall and departure of the old Pope.
Of course, it is mainly Westerners, as well as a few Easterners who have a heart towards the West, who have this kind of thinking.
"Where's the old Pope? Why is he gone?"
"You're not going to die, are you?"
"Do I need to guess? He must be dead and turned into ashes."
"This Great Demon King of the East is truly a madman. He even dared to kill the Pope of the Holy See. Isn't he afraid that the tens or even hundreds of billions of believers around the world will spit on him and drown him?"
"Could it be that he wants to take over and become the Pope of the Holy See? Unfortunately, we in the West will not recognize him. We in the West will not recognize any Pope who does not have a Western face."
"No matter what, the West is doomed. From today on, the entire world will revolve around the East, and the Eastern Power will once again become the center of this world. And the Demon King of the Eastern Power will be the center of the center."
……
People within a dozen miles around Fancheng were either dead or injured, but the spectators farther away and the spectators in front of the news media were still talking loudly and making all kinds of noises.
These voices from the West are all filled with pessimism, grief and hatred.
Forward-looking Westerners have been able to predict the future pattern of the world. The Star-Spangled Empire will be relegated to the second place and become the tragic second brother, while the great Eastern power will take its place and become the most powerful country in the world.
And Chen Yang stands at the top of this world, becoming the first world master in human history.
After the old Pope was killed, the battle finally came to an end.
Logically speaking, Chen Yang should have left and gone back home to check on his family.
But he didn't. He stared at the big hole under his feet again and again, and his brows gradually frowned.
"Master, what happened? Could it be that the old guy is not dead? Did he escape?" The old wolf king asked Chen Yang.
Chen Yang did not answer, but moved his body and circled around the ruins of the inner city of Fancheng, measuring the ruins step by step.
No one had any idea what he was doing. They saw him turn three times clockwise, then three times counterclockwise, and suddenly he disappeared out of thin air.
"what?"
"Huh?"
……
Everyone was stunned and had no idea what was going on.
In Chen Yang's vision, he turned clockwise three times in the ruins, and then counterclockwise three times. Suddenly, a door opened in front of him, and he stepped in.
At that moment, he could hardly believe his eyes. It was as if he had arrived in front of a gigantic, heavenly palace. Thousands of brilliant holy lights filled the air, and everywhere were adorned with beautiful flowers and plants. The choir's voice rang in his ears, and little angels transformed from holy light danced in the air...
Everything is so sacred, everything is so peaceful.
Even though Chen Yang came here with murderous intent, his mind soon calmed down, as if he was baptized by the holy light and singing.
This huge palace seems to be made of a kind of magical jade. It has a crystal clear texture and is extremely beautiful.
Under the constant baptism of the holy light, the ubiquitous beautiful flowers and herbs all have a touch of divinity and are full of auspicious colors.
At all times, a huge amount of faith and thought power descends from the sky and falls into this hall.
Surprisingly, it was this hall hidden in the formation that was guiding the faith and thoughts of all living beings, not the inner city of Brahma City.
In the center of the hall stood a sculpture, ten feet tall, with six pairs of wings behind it, apparently a twelve-winged angel.
Behind this twelve-winged angel, there are many sculptures of six-winged angels, four-winged angels, and two-winged angels, but none of them are as tall as this twelve-winged angel.
The divine light descended from the sky like a waterfall, hanging down from the top of the head of the twelve-winged angel sculpture and pouring into the head.
Perhaps it is the constant watering and baptism of the faith of all living beings that gives this twelve-winged angel sculpture divinity, making it lifelike and vivid, as if it is about to transform into a living organism, giving people a sense of flesh and blood from head to toe.
Of course, other angel sculptures also have holy light hanging above their heads, but not as much as the twelve-winged angels, and the texture of life is not as rich as that of the twelve-winged angels.
The old Pope of the Holy See was lying at the feet of the statue of the twelve-winged angel, but his eyes were closed and he was unconscious.
Bang bang bang!
Chen Yang took a step and walked towards the twelve-winged angel sculpture. His eyes were empty, as if he had been possessed by someone, and his steps were full of mechanicalness.
In fact, if you look closely, you will find that this sculpture is not an ordinary sculpture at all, but a Taoist body, a Taoist body formed by the faith and power of all living beings, a bright Taoist body, and it is almost transformed into flesh and blood.
The choir's singing rang in his ears, like a divine magic that drew him in. Little angels, transformed from holy light, circled around him and led the way, leading him closer to the twelve-winged angel.
"Kneel down, confess your sins to God, and beg for His forgiveness. God is omniscient, omnipotent, and omnipresent. God is merciful and will forgive every child who makes mistakes..."
A sound like a loud bell suddenly rang in Chen Yang's ears, deafening him.
Under the preaching of this voice, Chen Yang's legs went weak and he almost fell to his knees. Like a child who had made a mistake, he had a lot to say to God and ask for God's forgiveness.
Boom!
But at this moment, a sound of thunder suddenly exploded in Chen Yang's mind. It was the righteous Xuanhuang Divine Thunder that was released in response to the pressure, cleansing his mind and cleansing his inner demons.
Chen Yang came back to his senses instantly after being struck by the thunder sound. His soft knees suddenly hardened. Looking at the twelve-winged angel sculpture in front of him, he was filled with anger and shouted, "I confess your sister!"
boom!
As soon as he finished speaking, he raised a fist as big as a sandbag and smashed it hard at the twelve-winged angel sculpture.
Even though the power of this punch was very conservative, it still had a force of several million tons. It was filled with gusts of wind and thunder, and the mountains and rivers lost their color, and the sun and moon lost their luster.
boom!
Suddenly, infinite holy light burst out from the sculpture of the twelve-winged angel and rushed towards Chen Yang with overwhelming force.
Boom!
A huge collision occurred, and the surging holy light was shattered by Chen Yang's punch, and Chen Yang was also washed back several steps, with a surge of blood in his body.
"Dare to disrespect God, I will grant you death!"
An angry voice sounded.
Immediately, the infinite holy light turned into a huge handprint covering the sky and slapped Chen Yang on the head.
However, Chen Yang still responded with a fist as big as a sandbag.
Boom!
This powerful punch shattered the Holy Light Handprint.
"Playing tricks, wait and see how I beat you to pieces!"
Chen Yang took advantage of the situation and wanted to destroy the sculpture of the twelve-winged angel with one punch.
This sculpture is actually about to turn into a living being. I wonder which powerful figure left this trick behind.
Chen Yang doesn't believe in the so-called God.
Even if there are gods in this world, they were created step by step by mortals.
In fact, in the eyes of ordinary people, someone like Chen Yang is already a god.
The more you understand this world, the more terrifying it becomes. This is because within the darkness, there are many grand schemes set by ancient monsters, all for the sake of becoming stronger, for a new life, for eternal life...
In the Light Clan, the six-winged angel is equivalent to the human race's Nascent Soul, and the twelve-winged angel is equivalent to the human race's Deity.
Could it be that this was a backup plan left behind by a powerful god? For some ulterior motive?