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Chapter 522 The End
As soon as the words fell, the whole audience was shocked!
Even the dumbest person could see that something big was happening at today’s Summer Festival!
At this moment, the noise of the crowd gradually died down, and many audiences realized something from the strange atmosphere. All the music and cheers disappeared without a trace.

At this moment, a large group of thick black clouds inexplicably floated over the sky, even though the sun was at its zenith. The weather in summer is always changeable.

At this moment, a young guard on duty at the city gate suddenly raised his head, squinted his eyes, and looked carefully at the dark clouds in the sky. Then he turned his head to look at the streets of the Holy City behind him, sighed, and said, "This sky is going to change."

At this time, an arrogant guard commander happened to come over for inspection. He had just become a member of the Holy City Guard today, and his heart was surging at the moment. He looked at the center of the square with anticipation from time to time. For others, it was just a change of guard, but he knew very well what was about to happen there.

As a member brought by Bordon, he naturally has a natural political stance. As long as he can succeed, he will definitely be able to take a big step forward in the future.

The young guard behind him shook his head imperceptibly, with a complicated look in his eyes, as if he was not completely in the dark.

They were all troops mobilized by Bordon from local areas. First of all, they were loyal to the Church, but as long as they were human beings, they would have their own feelings. Strictly speaking, the supreme commander should only be the Pope, but Bordon had already managed his territory so well that no one could get in.

As he was in charge of both military and political affairs, he naturally had a higher level of control over the army.

If they were asked to raise their weapons against their superiors, priests or others, these guards might not dare, but if they were only promised a transfer or promotion to become a member of the Holy City Holy Army, it would naturally fill them with a sense of honor.

The commander patted the young man's shoulder meaningfully and said, "I really want to go to the Summer Festival. It must be exciting."

The young man nodded and said, "Yes, it must be very exciting."

The dark clouds shifted, giving people an oppressive feeling of impending storm, but almost no one blinked, and all eyes were focused on the statue of the God of Light.

On the left and right of the old Pope were Cardinal Bordon and the Holy Son Monsell. There seemed to be some confrontation between the two, but there was no tension.

It would even be much calmer than the usual heated clashes of opinions they had in meetings, if what they said wasn't so sharp.

"Only true power is the root of everything!" Li Ming said lightly, his tone very calm.

There seemed to be a gleam of light in the old Pope's eyes, and then Bordon smiled, a very happy smile.

"So, my dear Monsell, you are willing to give in?"

"No, I don't think I'm the loser." Li Ming shook his head.

Bordon laughed even louder, as if he had heard something funny. Then he waved his hand and said to the cavalry regiment behind him, "I know your 300 personal guards are the elite of the elite, but can they match my 3,000 troops? Can each of your soldiers be worth ten of them?"

Li Ming was silent for a moment and then shook his head.

Bordon continued, "Grand Duke Odin is my ally, Sarah II is my good friend, and I baptized the King of the Kingdom of Mihir. I am Princess Deis's godfather. If I so desire, I can raise my arm and hundreds of thousands of soldiers and horses will be ready to move at my command. I believe His Holiness the Pope knows better than you what these people and forces represent. What do you have?"

Bordon's eyes were filled with contempt as he glanced at Li Ming and continued, "You are an orphan, a child of disaster despised by others. It is only the mercy of our Lord that has kept you alive, given you clean water and bread, and allowed you to become a professional. You and I are worlds apart!"

"You're lucky. You're talented and have even received the glory of our Lord. But you're not motivated to make progress, and you spend all day hanging out with those peasants. You're simply unworthy of your status. You're the Son of God, second only to the Lord! Look at what you've done all these years!!"

Bordon suddenly seemed to become agitated and shouted, "You've always refused our approach! If you had been willing to accept us back then, none of this would have happened today! It's unreasonable!"

Li Ming smiled and said, "Accept you? Or become a puppet toy in your hands?"

"You, the seemingly glamorous nobles, have long since corrupted this organization, severing the path for ordinary people to rise. If a talented person is obedient, you can still take him in as a dog, but if he is disobedient, you will exclude and frame him. There are countless ways to make him completely lose his faith. Even if there are one or two people who are as solid as a rock, you will throw them to the horizon where they can't be seen."

Li Ming's eyes were stern, and they became brighter as he spoke, but there was no doubt that his words touched the hearts of many grassroots clergy and ordinary people.

In fact, this is also a serious problem that the church has faced in its development over the years. Wherever there are people, there are factions and struggles. Don’t you see that a mere Beggar Gang, an organization of beggars, is divided into the Dirty Clothes Faction and the Clean Clothes Faction.

To be honest, after experiencing so much, Li Ming naturally understood these powerful families. If he was born in this class, he would naturally have a set of corresponding methods, which would be relatively gentler and would not be such naked exploitation.

But unfortunately, his origin in this life is indeed the lowest of the lowest. Even if he is willing to support them, once he borrows their help in inheriting the power, he will face countless constraints in the future.

It is better to choose your own class, although doing so will cause greater resistance.

But it is nothing more than the difference between difficult first and easy later and easy first and difficult later. In short, if I were in power, I would certainly carry out drastic reforms. If their interests were affected at that time, they would still have countless reasons to make things difficult for me.

Instead of laying landmines, it is better to detonate them now. The difference between ascending to the throne on your own and through mutual compromise is really huge!
"Then why don't you admit defeat? Look at yourself, all alone, how can you fight against me!" Bordon's face gradually turned cold.

The old Pope seemed to have become a spectator at this moment, staring at Li Ming meaningfully, just wanting to see how this Holy Son whom he had personally trained would respond.

Li Ming sighed. If it were not for the extraordinary world, he would have been able to create a storm during this time, just as he had done before, but in such a world where magic, fighting spirit and divine arts existed.

The numerical advantage of their class seems to be nothing. They have long controlled the upward channels and the best resources, and naturally have extremely powerful power.

"You should be grateful for the great power you possess in this era. Otherwise, perhaps you will witness the powerful force of the people!" Li Ming said softly.

Bordon scoffed, shook his head, and said, "Still talking about unrealistic things. What's the point of everything you do? She is just a representative pushed to the front. She can only represent herself. The family behind her is not on your side. And those old stubborn people will only practice in the back mountains unless the divine light dissipates. And what help can those people you have won over give you? Tell me, where are they?!" Li Ming sighed, then said, "None of this matters, my dear Archbishop Bordon, do you really think that I will rely on what you can see as my last resort?"

Upon hearing this, Bordon's laughter froze, and he immediately became alert. This Saint Son had often made unexpected moves in the past ten years. Bordon had never underestimated Li Ming, but he simply couldn't imagine where Li Ming could draw strong reinforcements from. The only exception was...
Bordon's eyes narrowed, and he shifted his attention to the old Pope, but he hadn't spoken yet.

The old Pope said, "In fact, I can't make any decisions, and he didn't ask me for help. I am also very interested. What will you do?"

Li Ming smiled with his hands behind his back, his attitude calm. However, the more he acted like that, the more nervous Bordon became. He couldn't help but shout angrily, "What right do you have to laugh? You should be begging me to let you go, kneeling at my feet like a lowly stray dog, begging and praying like those untouchables!"

Li Ming shook his head and said, "Even you can't maintain your elegance at a time like this. Perhaps you've forgotten what I just said: only true power is the root of everything. You should thank this era, and I should thank this era too. I don't need the power of the people to realize my ideals!"

"What I want to tell you is that great power belongs to oneself. The so-called authority, the so-called troops, the so-called allies are ridiculous, ridiculous!"

As Li Ming spoke, the aura around him grew stronger and stronger, and an almost tangible pressure spread wantonly in all directions.

The range of this mental pressure has long exceeded the limit that the so-called high-level professionals can reach, and has even reached the level of affecting the celestial phenomena. The thick black clouds in the sky were actually dispersed by Li Ming's momentum, and golden rays of sunlight poured down and landed on everyone's face.

"You...you." Bordon trembled and stretched out his hand, but his mouth felt dry.

Li Ming took office under the witness of the God of Light, and naturally enjoyed the convenience of the priesthood. However, in contrast, he had one more restriction than other professions, that is, he could not break through the legend!

Relatively speaking, clergy can use divine magic, and their combat power is one level higher than that of ordinary professions. In other words, high-level priests like Bordon are enough to fight against ordinary legendary masters. Of course, they will inevitably be at a disadvantage in reality, but they are also proud of themselves.

After all, to fight against a legend at a high level, even if it was the most ordinary legend, only the high-ranking clergy of the major churches could do it.

After all, legends are rare, and countless geniuses have fallen before this hurdle, but it is not that difficult for high-level professionals, so every church can be said to have a lot of legendary combat power to some extent, which is also the grace of the gods.

In the entire church, the only one who has truly reached the legendary realm is the Pope, and he was able to break through because he received the grace of the God of Light during his coronation ceremony.

In fact, this is why the strongest individual combat force of each term of the Church of Light, the legendary realm, plus divine arts, although it will shorten the lifespan, but the actual combat power is among the top ranks in the entire continent.

Only the Pope can rely on divine grace to break through the legend. This has been an iron rule for many years, but today, it was broken in Li Ming. Others may not know what this means, but how could Bordon not know.

He trembled and said, "How is it possible?!"

Li Ming said coldly: "Nothing is impossible, Your Excellency the Bishop!"

But Bordon stood up straight, roaring furiously as if in a mad state, "What's the big deal? He's just a legend. Even if you're a legendary powerhouse, you can't stand up to my army and my allies!!! The winner must be me!!"

"Aren't you giving up yet?" Li Ming shook his head lightly, then recited softly.

As he spoke, a divine light shone between his eyebrows, and a gentle and powerful force burst out from his body, almost connecting heaven and earth.

Then the statue of the God of Light behind him suddenly responded, and rays of light flashed. The almost tangible power of faith accumulated over countless years actually fluctuated with Li Ming's voice.

Until this moment, the old Pope, who had always been confident, finally showed some emotion on his face, and his eyes were fixed.

Looking at Li Ming's young face, he seemed as high-spirited and energetic as he was in his youth, with divine light shining on him, as if he were being irradiated by a hot spring.

Li Ming opened his arms, stood in front of the statue and shouted.

“My Lord is with me!!!”

Then there was an incomparably powerful light, and the dazzling colors submerged everything between heaven and earth.

Invincible!

These two words were deeply embedded in the hearts of everyone present.

This was the magic that Li Ming used. Since Bordon's people were essentially members of the church, Li Ming had no intention of eliminating them, so he used this magic that specifically targeted the spirit.

"Baptism of Light!"

This divine art was quite overbearing. Under Li Ming's urging and with the power of faith in front of the statue of the God of Light, the range of the divine art covered the entire holy city.

Everyone's mind was shocked by this force, which was equivalent to being temporarily stamped with a mental imprint. At this moment, even if Li Ming asked them to commit suicide, they would never resist. Only a few professionals above the intermediate level could resist.

Bordon, who was nearby, was the special target of attention. Although he was determined and had strong mental strength, how could he resist this bug-level magic? He had become a follower of Li Ming through and through.

At this time, the old pope suddenly smiled, nodded to Li Ming and said, "You are fine. I am relieved."

(End of this chapter)