The organization I founded has been exposed by the reborn!

"You talk too much nonsense!"

Zhou Tian gave John no chance to catch his breath.

He took a step forward, and his immense spiritual power surged once again.

"Buzz—"

The void trembled.

A phantom image of a six-winged angel, several meters tall, appeared out of thin air behind Zhou Tian.

The angel's face was blurred, yet it possessed a sacred and majestic aura.

Six dazzling wings suddenly unfolded on its back, obscuring half of the night sky above the parking lot.

【Holy Blade】!

Zhou Tian pointed forward with one hand.

The six wings of light behind the phantom trembled violently at the same time.

Thousands of sharp feathers, formed from pure golden holy light, fell off and transformed into an impenetrable golden metallic storm, carrying a piercing shriek as it swept towards John, slaying him relentlessly.

Where the storm passed, the ground was plowed with countless deep cuts, some several inches deep.

Faced with this devastating, widespread slaughter, John's expression changed drastically.

He spread his arms wide, drawing out the S-level energy from his body without reservation.

Thick, white shields of holy light rose up in front of him, attempting to block the golden storm.

"Snap! Snap! Snap!"

However, the energy purity of the two is not even on the same level.

The [Holy Feather Blade], imbued with the Judgment attribute, is indestructible.

Those sturdy white light shields were as fragile as paper under the cutting of the golden feather blades, crumbling one after another.

"Pfft! Pfft!"

The shield shattered completely.

Dozens of golden feather blades pierced through the defenses and slashed fiercely at John's body.

The wide, magnificent red robes were instantly torn into shreds.

John's chest, arms, and thighs were riddled with countless deep, bone-revealing gashes.

"boom!"

The violent impact sent John flying.

He slammed heavily onto a load-bearing stone pillar more than ten meters away, causing large cracks in the pillar, before falling to the ground like a tattered sack.

"puff--"

John knelt on one knee and suddenly vomited a mouthful of blood, staining the cross on his chest crimson.

At this moment, his hair was disheveled and he was covered in blood; he no longer possessed any of the aloofness of an archbishop.

The two purple-robed bishops who were locked in combat with Qin Xinran were shocked to see this and tried to rush back to her aid, but they were trapped in the shadow dungeon controlled by Qin Xinran.

A brief silence fell over the parking lot.

Zhou Tian stood still, his chest heaving violently.

The continuous release of attacks greatly depleted his mental and physical strength, but he still gritted his teeth and persevered, his golden eyes fixed on John in front of him.

"Is this all you've got? You think you can take me away?" Zhou Tian said coldly.

however.

To everyone's surprise.

Despite suffering a severe injury, John showed no fear or despair.

He raised his blood-covered face and looked at the holy six-winged angel phantom behind Zhou Tian.

His face was contorted with extreme fervor.

In his icy blue eyes surged an almost fanatical religious belief.

"Lord... praise this supreme power..."

John gasped for breath, his voice hoarse yet filled with hysterical excitement: "What a domineering judgment... what sacred wings... worthy of being the angel of judgment who bears the will of the Lord!"

He slowly stood up, ignoring the deep, bone-revealing wounds on his body.

"To witness such pure holy light is a blessing from God, even if it means dying in battle. But... His Holiness the Pope's will cannot be disobeyed."

John suddenly ripped off a spatial pendant hanging around his neck.

A flash of light.

A strange scepter, about one meter long, dark gold in color, and topped with a blood-red eyeball, appeared out of thin air in his hand.

The moment the scepter appeared, the blood-red eye at its tip shimmered with an eerie light.

The remaining sacred aura was suddenly and forcefully dispersed by a distorted, oppressive, and eerie magnetic field. The air became viscous, as if even breathing was under invisible pressure.

John gripped the scepter tightly, his fanatical gaze fixed on Zhou Tian as if looking at a priceless treasure. He uttered a low, guttural declaration: "Son of Light, this 'Scepter of Power' is the shackles the Holy See has specially prepared for you."

Zhou Tian faced the scepter and felt a tightness in his chest.

The brilliant golden holy light that was originally surging within his body became noticeably stagnant when it came into contact with that strange magnetic field.

He keenly sensed the absolute suppressive power of this item.

We can't delay.

We must decide the outcome with one decisive blow!

Zhou Tian took a deep breath, releasing his spiritual energy outwards without reservation.

"boom!"

The dazzling golden light transformed into a tangible pillar of light, breaking through the magnetic field of the scepter and shooting straight into the night sky.

A towering, six-winged angel, tens of meters tall, materialized behind him. The angelic figure raised its materialized golden holy sword, aimed it at the heavens, and slashed down with all its might!

His domain ability, [Gate of Heaven], was fully unleashed at this moment!

The void was cleaved open by the golden holy sword, leaving a huge crack.

Two ancient, colossal gates, each a hundred meters tall and inscribed with intricate platinum runes, descended from nothingness and firmly pressed down on the night sky above the open-air parking lot.

The giant gate burst open with a roar!

A shower of brilliant golden holy light poured down, cascading over the entire battlefield like a waterfall.

The pungent smell of blood and the eerie night wind evaporated instantly upon contact with the golden light.

The damaged asphalt surface was coated with a pure gilded halo.

The effect of 【Absolute Evil Suppression】 has been triggered!

Where the holy light shines, all evil and decay are utterly purified.

Jonard and Arthur, who were besieging Qin Xinran, suddenly collapsed.

Especially Arthur, who had transformed into a blood mist, was surrounded by a large amount of pungent white smoke under the pure and powerful golden holy light, and the blood nightmare power on his body was forcibly stripped away and dissolved.

He groaned, his combat power suppressed by 30%, and his offensive became noticeably slowed.

"Judgment!" Zhou Tian's pupils turned pure gold as he pointed at John.

Deep within the gates of heaven, endless streams of light surge wildly.

A six-winged holy angel projection, obscuring the sky, pierced through the void and majestically descended upon the highest point of the night sky over Yanjing.

The angel projection is over a hundred meters tall, its entire body forged from pure, brilliant golden light and ancient platinum divine patterns.

Six enormous wings of light stretched out into the night sky, obscuring the entire parking lot's dome. Each movement stirred up a massive, tangible storm of golden laws.

His face was hidden deep within the vast crown of light, his hands clasped together, resting on the hilt of a hundred-meter-long golden holy sword of judgment that pierced the clouds.

Majestic, grand, overlooking all living beings.

The angel projection lowered its eyes, its gaze piercing through the hundred-meter-high night sky, precisely locking onto John below.

"cut!"

As Zhou Tian finished speaking.

The angel's projection moved.

The hundred-meter-long holy sword was drawn in one smooth motion and slashed down fiercely at John!

A dazzling golden sword beam pierced the heavens and earth, whistling as it fell, causing the surrounding space to resonate violently.

Before the sword even arrived, the supreme power of judgment, which struck directly at the very source of the soul, had already poured down, determined to suppress John for eternity!

However, John did not panic in the face of this devastating attack.

"All-knowing and all-powerful Lord, praise be to your guidance..."

John gazed up at the Gates of Heaven in mid-air, his expression filled with fervent piety: "If it weren't for His Holiness the Pope's divine foresight in bestowing this scepter of power beforehand, I would surely have been defeated in the face of such a pure realm of judgment."

The words fell.

John gripped the scepter with both hands, aimed the base at the hard concrete ground, and slammed it down heavily!

"boom!"

The dull clang of metal against metal reverberated through the night sky.

The base of the scepter pierced through the asphalt road, and a pale golden ripple with eerie blood streaks swept outwards.

Wherever the ripples swept, the rules were forcibly rewritten.

The brilliant golden holy light, capable of purifying all things, dimmed abruptly the moment it touched the pale golden ripples, and then crumbled into countless ashes.

The raging rain of holy light abruptly ceased.

The towering Gate of Heaven trembled violently, and the intricate runes on the gate were forcibly erased.

The entire sacred gate let out a mournful cry, rapidly disintegrating from the bottom up, turning into countless shattered light spots that vanished without a trace.

The S-class domain, which had been there for less than half a minute, was shattered by this scepter with its tyrannical power of rules!

Zhou Tian's body jolted violently, and he took two steps back.

To his horror, he discovered that the pale golden ripples not only dispelled the domain but also seeped into his limbs and bones through the air. The vast source of holy light within his body seemed to be bound tightly by invisible chains, making it impossible to mobilize even a fraction of it.

"There's no need to struggle. The scepter represents the highest law of the Papacy, and it can absolutely suppress all forces in a short time."

John drew his scepter and strode forward.

He raised his hand, and a white cross of holy light crashed down from the sky.

Without the protection of extraordinary power, Zhou Tian could only rely on his physical body to endure the pain.

"Bang!"

A cross of light exploded.

Zhou Tian was thrown into the air and crashed heavily onto the hood of a car, vomiting blood on the spot.

But he didn't fall, or even pause; he flipped over and leaped up, standing in front of Zhou Zixin again.

"elder brother!"

Zhou Zixin hid behind, looking at Zhou Tian who was covered in blood, tears welled up in her eyes, and her voice trembled.

the other side.

Qin Xinran caught a glimpse of Zhou Tian's predicament out of the corner of her eye and was extremely anxious.

"Get out of here!"

She channeled her spiritual power, her physical body merging with the shadows. Dozens of shadowy spears rose from the ground, attempting to force back the enemy before her to come to her rescue.

But Jonard and Arthur didn't give her a chance to escape.

"Infidels, your adversaries are us."

Jonard roared, his muscles bulging as he withstood the piercing shadow spear and swung his holy light fist toward the spot where Qin Xinran had fled.

Arthur transformed into a vast expanse of crimson blood mist. From within the mist emerged countless pale, ghostly hands, sealing off all the shadowy gaps around him.

Under the combined suppression of the two A-level bishops, Qin Xinran could only passively defend, constantly using [Shadow Gap Shuttle] to avoid fatal blows in the gaps, and had no spare strength to provide any assistance.

In the center of the parking lot.

John pursued him relentlessly, like a cat chasing a mouse.

"Bang!"

Another holy light strike.

Zhou Tian's sternum fractured, his knees buckled, and he collapsed heavily to the ground, blood dripping continuously from the corner of his mouth.

"See? This is what happens when you refuse baptism."

John walked up to Zhou Tian and looked down at him: "Son of Light, your talent is beyond doubt. But only by joining the Church and basking in the glory of the Lord can you master true power."

Zhou Tian gritted his teeth, forced himself to stand up, and spread his arms wide, still protecting his younger sister behind him.

"Dream on." He squeezed out the two words through gritted teeth.

John's icy blue eyes narrowed slightly as his gaze passed over Zhou Tian and landed on the trembling Zhou Zixin.

"Stubborn to the end. Since you cannot understand the Lord's mercy, I have no choice but to take this girl back to the Inquisition."

John raised his scepter and pointed it at Zhou Zixin: "On the stake in the courthouse, you will hear the beautiful sound of her confessing to the Lord."

"If you dare touch her, I'll kill you!" Zhou Tian roared, lunging at John without regard for his own safety.

"Bang!"

John casually waved his hand, sending Zhou Tian flying.

Looking at her brother lying in a pool of blood, his life hanging in the balance, and then at John approaching step by step, Zhou Zixin's frail body trembled violently.

Fear, despair, and anger intertwined.

In addition, it had already been tainted by a strange force in the sewers.

At that moment, an invisible shackle deep within Zhou Zixin's mind shattered.

The extraordinary essence hidden deep within our genes awakened prematurely under the catalysis of extreme emotions!

"Don't touch my brother!!!"

Zhou Zixin raised her head and let out a sharp screech.

There were no dazzling lights or shadows, nor any violent air currents.

An invisible spiritual fluctuation, so pure it was almost outrageous, swept outwards from her center like a tangible storm.

Grade A Ability – [Telepathy]!

In an instant, the violent mental power ignored physical defenses and pierced directly into John's brain!

"Ugh—!"

John was caught off guard; it felt as if countless steel needles were piercing his brain at the same time.

He clutched his head, letting out a painful groan, and staggered back several steps, nearly dropping the scepter of power from his hand.

But John is, after all, an S-class powerhouse with extremely strong mental defenses.

In just two seconds, he forcefully suppressed the stinging pain in his mind and regained his footing.

He lowered his hand, and his gaze towards Zhou Zixin was no longer contemptuous, but rather filled with deep amazement.

"Incredible..."

John shook off the lingering pain in his mind, his eyes burning with almost boiling fervor: "A rare high-level mental mutation! To be able to forcefully shake my mental defenses without even undergoing baptism... Lord, this is undoubtedly a divine decree from You!"

"You two siblings are destined to belong to the Holy See's temple!"

Without another word, he strode closer, his pale hand emerging from his robe and grabbing directly at Zhou Zixin's thin shoulder.

Zhou Zixin's youthful face was completely bloodless; the excessive depletion of her mental energy left her utterly powerless to resist.

On the other side, Qin Xinran was also fully restrained by Jonard and Arthur, and could not break free at all.

The night wind was icy cold.

A pall of despair completely enveloped the night sky.

But then!

"BOOM—!!!"

A deafening sonic boom exploded without warning high above.

The air suddenly became heavy, as if even gravity had been distorted in that instant.

John froze, then abruptly looked up.

The night was forcibly torn apart.

A meteor burning with pitch-black flames, carrying a terrifying pressure capable of destroying the world, plummeted vertically from the heavens!

The violent sound of air being torn apart was like the roar of death.

"Bang--!!!"

The black meteor struck the concrete ground between John and Zhou Zixin with perfect accuracy.

The earth suddenly cracked open.

The hard parking lot surface crumbled and collapsed like paper, and a terrible shockwave carrying debris and strong winds swept across the entire area.

John was the first to be hit, and was forced back more than ten meters by the violent shockwave. He barely managed to steady himself by holding the scepter of power firmly in front of him with both hands.

Smoke and dust filled the air, and gravel tumbled down.

In the center of that enormous meteorite crater, several meters deep.

A tall, slender figure in black slowly straightened up.

Behind him, a pair of enormous black flame wings with a wingspan of over four meters spread out and burned arrogantly in the night wind.

Su Yu turned his head slightly, his dark eyes sweeping over Zhou Tian and Zhou Zixin on the ground, finally settling on John not far away.

His gaze was deep and cold, like an abyss...