Chapter 423 - - King of Acting_1

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Duge always believed in striking first, “I can reason with you, but only after I’ve defeated you, unless I can’t beat you…”

“Solar God, do you hear me? Today, I will act on behalf of the Sea God to rid you of this blasphemer…” Only after he had bound the Pope to the pillar of shame did Duge shout his declaration of war.

The Sea God’s Martial Spirit unfolded, the Seven-Hole Touch silently congealed and struck towards the Pope, who looked on in horror.

Merge precisely, then freeze.

“Uh…”

A short grunt squeezed from the throat, the Pope’s eyes widened dramatically, his mouth sealed by the Seven-Hole Touch, trapping all his confessions in his throat.

The next instant.

The Pope suddenly fell down, his face etched with bewilderment, his Magic Wand uncontrollably writing on the ground: “I am guilty…”

Watching the Pope write on the ground, Duge’s eyes widened in shock.

Fuck, that works?

Seal the mouth and you write with your hand, doesn’t that mean he can seal not only speech but also limbs?

Take advantage of his illness, demand his life!

Without seeing any special movement from Duge, a scroll had already appeared in his hand, instantly activated.

Wrath of Thunder.

Lightning engulfed both the Pope and the bishop beside him.

Boom!

A flash of light streaked across the Pope’s robe.

The heavens full of thunder vanished before they could strike down.

The Pope truly was a blasphemer, but after all, he was the spokesperson for the Solar God, and after the initial shock and surprise, he quickly came to his senses.

The robe, immune to all Magic Power, blocked Duge’s forbidden spells.

He quickly revealed his Martial Spirit.

The twelve-winged Angel was radiant and imposing, slightly smaller than the Sea God.

A painful roar erupted.

The ice formed inside the Pope by the Seven-Hole Touch was forcefully expelled by him, falling to the ground covered in fresh blood.

Now able to speak, the Pope completed the confession he had begun on the ground: “… in the name of heresy, I executed the Cardinal Gareth…”

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Above the city walls.

Lass’s eyes suddenly turned blood-red, and his Martial Spirit burst forth; if Old Gao hadn’t held him back, he would’ve already charged forth.

Clenching his fists and with tears in his eyes, Lass roared up at the sky in grief and outrage: “Teacher, do you hear me? The Pope is the real traitor; your death was so wrongful!”

At this moment.

The bishops who accompanied the Pope looked on in amazement as the Pope’s confessions grew in number, distancing themselves from him progressively.

Fight side by side?

This was under the sun, the Solar God might be watching from above, right?

Even if Duge truly were an Evil God, it was ill-advised to associate with the Pope at this time. If one day, the Solar God learned of today’s events and issued Divine Punishment, they wouldn’t be able to explain themselves clear.

In any case, it was crucial to distance themselves from the Pope…

And who knew whether Duge would use Judgement on them, the evils they had committed over the years seemed numerous after all.

Once those were revealed in the face of the public audience, none could protect them!

Naturally, the best solution would be to join with the Pope and kill the opposing Duge, branding him with the name of the Evil God, but they were wary of the Solar God and dared not join hands with the Pope.

No one wished to be the first to stick their neck out.

There was also another worrying issue, allying with the Pope meant that if Duge were defeated, the Pope, who had exposed so many schemes, likely wouldn’t spare them either…

Such a dilemma!

Why is life so difficult?

The skills of the Evil God are terrifying!

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Suddenly.

The twelve-winged Angel behind the Pope burst into countless dazzling rays of light.

Duge had seen Lass use this move before, called Judgement, with immense destructive power.

But this sacred Judgement, paired with the confessions of “I am guilty” from the Pope’s mouth, seemed somewhat eerie, and the range of the Angel’s Judgement light suggested an intention to silence witnesses.

Silencing witnesses?

Not on his watch!

The Sea God Scepter raised.

Without any substrate, a giant wave arose beneath Duge’s feet, obscuring all traces of Judgement’s light; his Martial Spirit might not possess Soul Skills, but when it came to spiritual power, he feared no one.

The civilians watching from the city walls were filled with rage upon seeing the Pope’s actions.

The Pope’s blasphemy, they didn’t care about.

But the Pope, in a fit of rage, actually attacking them, was unforgivable.

The Pope wanted to silence them; he truly was a despicable and shameless man, his every word reeked of truth…

Compared to him, the Holley King, whom they had slandered as the Evil God, was simply too honest.

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“Holley King, kill the Pope.”

“Kill the blasphemer.”

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The noisy clamor suddenly resounded across the entire battlefield.

“… I am guilty, I once misused the divine oracle to insult the sacred maiden within the church…”

As long as Duge doesn’t stop his abilities, the Pope’s confessions shall not cease a moment; as more and more scandals were exposed, his gaze towards Duge actually became calmer.

What else could be done?

His mouth sealed in ice, still insistent on writing his own crimes with his Magic Wand.

The opposing Evil God was essentially using Divine Skills.

That damned Nobb, if he had told him earlier that the Evil God’s Divine Skills were so formidable, he wouldn’t have come to get involved in this mess at all!

At this point.

He had no choice but to kill everyone present to cover up his sins.

In his heart, the Pope was ruthless.

The Solar God was in slumber, as long as today’s events remained unknown, then he would still be the lofty Pope…

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The magic failed.

Duge decisively packed up the scroll, once again using the Seven-Hole Touch on the Pope.

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