Taoist priests in the supernatural world

Chapter 66 Titles: White Emperor, Second Son of God

On the dimly lit street, a figure slowly walked from the darkness toward the streetlight.

Huang Bai is dressed in the clothing of a member of the "Bad People" from the Tang Dynasty.

This garment features narrow sleeves and a fitted silhouette, and is entirely black, facilitating combat and movement. The fabric is thick and heavy, the cut is precise, and the waist belt cinches the body tightly.

This is one of the few casual clothes among the Muchen Pearls.

Walking the streets of Rome, he wasn't dressed in anything particularly outlandish, but his Eastern face stood out somewhat among the predominantly Western faces.

As for overly modern short-sleeved shirts and jeans, there's no need to wear them.

Huang Bai doesn't necessarily have to wear a Taoist robe in every world.

Sometimes it is quite necessary to appropriately integrate into the social environment at that time.

At first glance, the dome of the Vatican Church in the distance is particularly eye-catching.

That is where the Roman Catholic Church is located.

Huang Bai stopped and closed his eyes.

Divine thoughts spread out like ripples on water, gradually extending along streets, stone bridges, rooftops, and the shadows of churches.

The sounds of rain, footsteps, horses' hooves, laughter in the tavern, and the presence of the living in the darkness all surfaced in his senses.

A moment later, Huang Bai opened his eyes and a slight smile appeared on his lips.

"It seems that even the glory of God cannot shine into every inch of the Vatican."

"There are still quite a few demons and monsters here."

……

The tavern is located in a dark alley.

"Fuck..."

"Old Joshua is definitely cheating. How come he always gets such a good hand? Don't let me catch you."

A drunkard pushed open the door and came out, cursing.

The noise in the tavern was immediately cut off as the wooden door closed.

A gust of cold wind blew in from outside, and he shivered, his drunkenness dissipating somewhat.

Immediately afterwards, a strong urge to urinate surged up.

The drunkard staggered to a corner of the alley, leaned against the damp wall, and just as he took off his pants, it suddenly went dark in front of him.

The drunkard looked up in confusion.

Opposite the wall in front, stood a giant with a bare upper body and a tall stature.

The giant stood on the other side of the wall, with most of his body exposed, about five meters tall.

His shoulders were as broad as a door panel, his skin was grayish-white, his muscles were bulging, and his face had a ferocious, beast-like look.

"Uh..."

The drunkard opened his mouth, about to shout.

The giant's fan-like hand had already grabbed it.

Crack!

His head was completely crushed.

Blood mixed with broken bones splattered all over the ground, spraying onto the mottled wall like a blood flower that suddenly bloomed.

The giant swallowed the corpse whole in a few swift movements.

The sound of chewing echoed through the dimly lit alley, making one's teeth ache.

Even after eating a whole person, the giant was still not satisfied.

It raised its head, sniffed the scent of living people in the air, and then unleashed an agility completely different from its size, disappearing into the night in a few leaps.

After a while.

A man wearing a top hat and a cloak walked over.

He had a cross embroidered on his chest and was carrying a gas lamp in his hand.

The light shone on the bloodstains on the wall, and his face immediately darkened.

"Damn it, it's you again."

The man let out a low curse.

He took off his top hat, and a white dove flew out of the hat, flapping its wings and soaring into the night sky.

Soon, more than ten people dressed similarly to him appeared from various street corners, rooftops, and alleyways.

Their movements were efficient and their expressions solemn, clearly indicating that they were already accustomed to this kind of nighttime hunting.

"The monster is just ahead."

The man put his top hat back on, his voice low.

"Don't let it run out of this block."

"Just go after them."

"yes!"

In this ancient city, a chase between good and evil is unfolding.

The giant roamed through every corner of the city.

It killed people while evading the pursuit of the Holy Knights.

The towering body smashed through the wooden door and collapsed the roof, accompanied by short, agonizing screams that echoed through the darkness.

The knights, using the familiar streets and coded messages, gradually tightened their encirclement.

Soon, they blocked the giant's path at a church.

The church is old; the stained glass windows are covered in dust, and images of the crucifixion of Jesus hang on the walls, with pews arranged in neat rows.

The giant stood in the center of the church, grinning, with flesh and blood still clinging to his lips.

"Don't come any closer!"

The leading man raised his hand and gave the order.

"shooting!!"

Everyone simultaneously raised their crossbows from outside the window, the side door, and the second-floor corridor.

The crossbow bolts had already been soaked in holy water.

Whoosh whoosh! !

More than ten arrows were fired at the giant at the same time.

When the holy water arrows touched the giant's skin, a puff of white smoke immediately rose up.

The giant let out an angry growl. Its defenses were so strong that the arrow only penetrated three inches before being slowly pushed out by its automatically healing skin.

Ding ding ding.

The crossbow bolt fell to the ground.

The giant reacted extremely quickly, swiftly hiding behind a massive holy statue.

The heavy statue obscured most of its body, making it difficult for the knights to aim their crossbows.

"Melee!"

The leading man drew a cross-shaped sword from his back.

Other members of the knightly order also drew their swords.

The Holy Knights are a demon hunter organization under the Holy See, dedicated to maintaining order in the vicinity of the Holy See and undertaking the important task of exorcising demons.

Their strength may not be comparable to that of giants, but after being baptized by holy water, their physical abilities far surpass those of ordinary people.

More importantly, they are well-trained and work together seamlessly.

Using the benches and stone pillars as cover, the group quickly reached the back of the statue.

"what?"

The leader was taken aback.

The space behind the statue was empty; the monster had long since vanished.

Just then, a whooshing sound came from overhead.

The leader suddenly looked up.

The giant was seen clinging to the stone beams of the dome with both hands, his enormous body hanging upside down like a spider.

The next moment, it released its hands and fell from the sky.

"Get out of the way!!"

The leader shouted sternly.

The crowd reacted quickly and immediately scattered.

However, two knights were unable to dodge in time and were crushed into a bloody pulp by the giant, their blood and organs splattered all over the ground.

The giant let out a low growl and casually swung up the tall holy statue beside him.

What followed was an incredibly brutal hand-to-hand combat.

The monster in front of me has both strength and speed.

It may look bulky, but it is actually extremely fast, and almost every swing brings a sharp whistling sound.

Although the Knights' cross swords and holy water weapons could leave marks on it, the opponent was resilient and its fighting power was not diminished for a while.

On the other hand, the Knights Order began to suffer losses one after another.

Even so, not a single person backed down.

Those selected to join the Knights of the Holy Spirit are all devout believers.

From the moment they joined the group, they were already prepared to be martyrs.

boom! !

With a single sweeping motion, the giant sent the leader of the knights flying more than ten meters.

The leader slammed heavily against the wall, causing the stained glass behind him to vibrate and rattle.

"Wow!!"

He coughed up a mouthful of blood, his chest felt like it had been hit by a boulder, and he almost fainted on the spot.

"Hehehe..."

The giant let out a muffled, strange laugh.

It dragged its heavy steps, approaching the leader step by step.

The leader's face was ashen, and a hint of despair flickered in his eyes.

The brothers are dead, killed because of their own decisions.

They were all promising young talents, the future pillars of the Vatican, yet they perished here because of their foolish judgment.

He looked at the cross in the sky and couldn't help but pray.

"Lord..."

"Save the lives of these young lambs."

"They are all your devout followers."

call!

The giant grabbed a row of benches and threw them at the leader.

The bench hurtled through the air, accompanied by a whooshing sound.

Just when the leader thought he was going to die.

A miracle happened.

boom!

A beam of pure, holy golden light pierced through the sky.

The bench shattered into countless wood chips on the spot.

Bang bang bang! !

Several more golden beams fell in succession, forcefully repelling the giant.

The giant's massive body staggered back several steps, leaving behind numerous small, pitted holes.

The wounds were bleeding profusely, emitting white smoke, and could not heal immediately.

A strong wind swept through the room.

The candlelight flickered violently, casting a mesmerizing glow on the stained glass.

The leader struggled to raise his head.

A person was seen floating above the cross.

This person had a full head of holy white hair, and his eyes shone with a dazzling holy light, unlike any ordinary person.

What is most striking is the pair of pure white wings on his back.

Its wings spread out and fluttered slowly beneath the church dome, casting dappled white light.

Its appearance was almost identical to the angels in the church murals.

"Angel……"

The leader forgot the pain and just stared blankly at the person hovering in the air.

This scene was beyond doubt.

This is an angel descending from the Kingdom of the Lord to save these lost sheep.

However, the leader still had some doubts.

Why does this angel have an Eastern face?

"roar!"

Sensing the threat, the giant let out a roar.

It stomped heavily on the ground with both feet, using the impact to suddenly lunge at the yellow and white creature in the air.

Its massive body smashed several chandeliers, and shadows instantly filled the air.

puff!

The next moment, the First Commandment Sword shot out from the sky.

A flash of sword light.

The magic sword pierced through the giant's head with ease, without the slightest resistance, as if a sharp blade were cutting through tofu.

The giant froze instantly.

Its eyes widened, and it made a muffled gurgling sound in its throat.

Immediately, the enormous corpse collapsed to the ground with a thud.

The ground trembled.

In an instant, the giant's body shrank rapidly, eventually transforming into a gaunt old man with a wrinkled face.

Under the leader's watchful gaze, the angel slowly descended.

Huang Bai walked straight up to him.

Several strange pieces of paper flew out from the sleeve, turning into soft white light and landing on the leader's wound.

The torn skin and flesh healed at a speed visible to the naked eye.

The other survivors also received healing from the light.

They stared in shock at their wounds, then looked up at Huang Bai with eyes full of awe and fervor.

The leader struggled to his feet.

He knelt on one knee, placed his right hand on his chest, and lowered his head.

"Lord Marcus Anthony, Vice-Commander of the Knights of the Holy Spirit, pays his respects to Your Excellency the Angel."

He paused, his voice trembling with barely concealed excitement: "May I ask, sir, which angel have you descended to earth?"

Huang Bai looked at the Western knight kneeling before him with a gentle expression.

No need for formalities.

"My name is White Emperor. This is merely a mortal body; there is no need for grand ceremony."

"The White Angel..."

Anthony repeated it to himself.

Huang Bai's kind tone eased his tension slightly.

He just didn't seem to have seen this strange name in any of the Vatican's books.

Anthony couldn't help but look up at the yellow-white face that was clearly different from Europeans.

"You come from the East?"

Huang Bai nodded slightly: "That's right, I am an Easterner."

Anthony hesitated. "But the East is said to be full of heretics."

Huang Bai remained silent for a moment, then suddenly revealed a meaningful smile.

"No."

"In the East there is the second son of God."

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