“My Sky Severing Blade is broken?”
Christina looked at the broken sword in her hand, blinked, and confirmed it once again as if she could not believe it.
The blade, which had previously shone with a frigid glow, dimmed at that point, and there were evident fissures in the blade, reminding her that all of that was real. That was one of the four great platinum-tier weapons in the kingdom, and while it lacked the strongest defense, it was not easily destroyed. One had to be at the peak of the platinum tier if they wanted to destroy the blade.
Was Watson at the peak of platinum-tier?
Christina knew that Watson was stronger than her when she fought him. However, she did not expect Watson to be that much stronger than her. She finally understood what he meant when he said that he was not in the mood to play. If he were serious, then she might not even be able to block a single move.
That was it.
Watson let go of two fingers on his right hand and allowed the half blade to fall into the church’s smooth ground.
Then, he took a step forward. An undisguised violent aura was emitted from his body. The church was filled with a layer of holy power that did not dissipate due to the constant prayers. However, the storm stirred from Watson’s body had blown those away.
“What level is he? Why is his aura so terrifying?”
Waldo, who was hiding behind Arthas, saw Watson at that very moment. His body trembled. Something suppressed his instincts as if he would kneel at any moment.
Even Arthas felt suffocated. As the pope, not only did he have the strength of a gold-tier elite, but he also often communicated with the gods. His heart was strong, but he still feared Watson.
Watson was not tall, but Arthas felt like an ant beneath his feet. If his opponent raised his leg, he could easily crush him to death.
Cold sweat slid down his forehead. If Christina had not stopped him, he would have attacked Watson, and if that had happened, he would have died a horrible death.
“Watson, you—”
When Watson approached her, Christina’s hand that was holding the broken sword trembled. She was about to say something when Watson interrupted her. “Move.”
It was only two words, but it was filled with supreme authority.
Christina subconsciously took two steps backward to make way for Watson, but he did not stop. He walked toward Arthas.
“Leon is my partner in the Blood Rose adventurer team, and he’s also my friend. Bullying my friend is equivalent to bullying me! You said that mentioning the Demoness Cult is disrespectful to the King and the Holy Dragon Kingdom and that it’s rude. You also said that I would suffer consequences that I couldn’t bear. I want to know about those consequences.
“Kid, even though I don’t know how you broke the swordmistress’ weapon, but this is the St. Antilles Cathedral, a place protected by the kingdom’s rules and the gods. I advise you not to be too arrogant.”
Arthas was afraid, but he wanted to keep his dignity.
“You may have misunderstood something. I’m not being arrogant; I’m just stating a fact! If I wanted to deal with someone, then no one would be able to save him, no matter the king or the gods in the heavens.”
Watson’s simple words were like thunder that rumbled in the entire hall.
Boom!
As soon as his voice fell, the cathedral burst with light. Suddenly, the murals on the ceiling moved on their own. A holy aura fell from the distant stars into the cathedral. It turned into the phantom of an illusory god with countless light wheels behind him.
“Lowly Mortal, you dare to be disrespectful to the gods. The heavens will punish you!”
“Boy, it seems like your words have offended the gods. If you take them back now, it’s still not too late to kneel, repent, and admit your mistake.” Waldo laughed when he saw the phantom in the sky.
Usually, the gods would not take the initiative to communicate with them when they were not in prayer. However, it looked like Watson’s words had actually caused the gods to descend. One could tell how disrespectful his words had been. No matter his strength, he would be obedient under the gods’ control.
“Those so-called gods are just a group of existences whose realms and lifeforms are higher than ordinary people. I don’t care if they put on airs in front of other people, but they dare to act so mysteriously in front of me?”
Watson raised his head to look at the sky, his gaze fixed on the phantom that had appeared in the sky. As he spoke, a halo that symbolized Absolute Reflection appeared above his head. Six pure white wings extended from his back, and feathers fluttered down.
Amidst the flying holy feathers, the Great Sin Beast’s phantom appeared faintly, roaring toward the sky.
Holy and evil, light and darkness—completely different powers surged through his body.
A platinum-tier magical beast could be called a mythical creature. Watson’s body hid more than one mythical creature—the Great Sin Beast and the gods he activated with the 24 astrological tarot cards that he could transform into dozens of mythical creatures.
The phantoms of those creatures appeared around Watson as if they were creatures from heaven, and Watson was the king of all gods. The phantom of the God of Light, Baldur, looked so much more barren than Watson’s phantoms of many mythical creatures. They looked like mortals.
“I can feel the aura of the angel species. So you are also a person who has stepped into the godly realm, as per the ancient contract. The Holy Dragon Kingdom is under the protection of the seven gods, including the God of Light. If you want to obtain the power of faith, then you should go to the land that has not yet been signed with any contract. You have crossed the line.”
“Power of faith? Crossed the line?”
Watson shook his head. After the God of Light saw his angel form, he seemed to treat him as part of the gods. His words contained a lot of information, but Watson could not understand the context.
“I have no idea what you are talking about; go away!”
Watson shook his head and cast the gold-tier curse, Instant death, that he had been holding in his right hand into the God of Light’s Phantom.
He had just fused that curse, so he did not know how to use it properly. The swordmistress was a platinum-tier elite, so the curse would not kill her. As for Arthas and Waldo, he only wanted to punish them. It was too much to use the curse on them. He finally found a use for the gold-tier curse when the god’s projection descended to the mortal land.
Swish!
When the gold-tier curse touched the God of Light’s projection, it turned black and shattered into pieces. Baldur was a god, so his strength was higher than the diamond tier. However, that was not his true form; it was only an illusion. That was why it could not withstand a single blow from Watson.
“Your power had fusion rules! You are not merely a mortal who has entered the gods’ domain; you are—” Before he could continue speaking, the God of Light’s projection had dissolved into dust.
As the projection dissipated, the murals on the ceiling cracked open. The originally exquisite paintings were shattered, and the paint on them gradually faded.
“He killed a god’s projection?”
Waldo screamed during the quake. He could no longer hold it in, and his knees buckled as he knelt on the ground.
Even a god was no match for him. Who could protect him from Watson?
