Zombie World: Starting as an apprentice of the Thunder King

The square in front of the church was deathly silent.

Above Shijian Square, the lightning around him slowly receded.

He glanced down at the people, then let out a cold snort, and a muffled thunderclap exploded in everyone's ears!

The people were jolted, as if something had been shaken out of their bodies.

The shackles of faith that Samuel had implanted in their minds shattered bit by bit with that cold snort.

The elderly woman in the front row suddenly looked up, her confusion largely gone: "Where...where am I? How did I get here?"

The middle-aged man next to him also came to his senses: "The church...it seems like we were bewitched by something..."

"Those foreigners...they're lying to us!"

"Those people who were burned to death before... were innocent!"

The people stood up one after another, no longer prostrating themselves on the ground in fear and trembling as before.

Countless gazes were fixed on the members of the Vatican ahead, filled with anger and hatred.

Shi Jian looked at Cardinal Kazimir, who was lying on the ground covered in wounds.

"Insects, state your names!"

Kazimir's voice trembled as he said, "I am Cardinal Kazimir of the Holy See, by divine decree..."

"Alright, alright, stop spouting this divine oracle nonsense."

Shi Jian interrupted him, "Your rhetoric might fool these unsophisticated people, but you don't need to recite it in front of me."

"You claim to preach according to divine decree, yet you control the minds of the people and rob them of their faith."

"Is this how your Western papacy conducts its missionary work?"

Kazimir's face flushed red: "This is blasphemy against the Holy Lord! The Holy Light is the highest and most righteous power in the world..."

"Holy Light? You call that Holy Light?"

Shi Jian scoffed, "How is there any difference between seizing the faith of mortals to strengthen oneself and those evil cultivators who devour life essence?"

"The path of cultivation lies in cultivating oneself and realizing the Great Way."

"You lot are something else. You don't cultivate yourselves, but instead rely on seizing the faith of others to strengthen yourselves."

"Your cultivation is entirely dependent on external things. When your believers die, you become weak; when your faith is gone, you fall from your level."

"This is what you call cultivation?"

"If this were in our Kyushu, your kind of approach would at best be called a heretical and evil path."

"You've just put it in a nicer way."

"To put it bluntly, your Western cultivation community is nothing but a bunch of parasites."

"Look at your so-called holy light! It can't even withstand my disciple's lightning magic, yet you dare to call yourselves supreme?"

"And what about those werewolves and vampires?"

Casimir's face turned a deep purplish-red; he was a cardinal of the Papacy.

He was highly respected in Europe, and no one had ever dared to humiliate him so openly.

What made him even more embarrassed was that Shi Jian's words hit him where it hurt.

He knew better than anyone that the power of the Vatican truly depended on the faith of its believers.

Although he was embarrassed by the rebuke, he still maintained his air of a cardinal: "You...you, an Eastern monk, dare to presume to judge the doctrines of our Holy See?"

"We have been passed down in the West for thousands of years, and countless believers have been saved through the glory of the Lord..."

"millennium?"

Shi Jian scoffed, "You Western stuff, you dare call it a tradition?"

"You...you heretic! You have no idea of ​​the greatness of the Holy Light!"

Kazimir roared hysterically, "I warn you in the name of the Holy See: get out of here immediately!"

"Otherwise, the Holy Judgment will befall you!"

"Judgment of Holy Light?"

Shi Jian couldn't help but laugh. "Is this all your Vatican knows?"

"Fine, I'd like to see how your holy light can judge me."

"Is it your mouth, or your pathetic strength?"

Kazimir felt a chill run down his spine as he was stared at: "How dare you, a junior, speak to me like that?"

"When I had cultivated for three hundred years, your ancestors were still nowhere to be found!"

"I have walked more roads and witnessed more holy sites than you have eaten salt!"

"Heh...you dare bring up seniority?"

Shi Jian laughed angrily: "You, who steal the power of believers to maintain your cultivation, dare to mention your years of cultivation in front of me?"

"You've cultivated for three hundred years and are still stuck at the initial stage of Celestial Master, and you have the nerve to brag about it?"

"In our Nine Provinces, if someone hasn't reached the Celestial Master level after three hundred years, they're considered dull-witted and embarrassed to even greet people when they go out!"

The head of the five temples of Maoshan: "...It seems I've been subtly implied!"

Kazimir trembled with rage, pointing at Shi Jian's nose: "You...you..."

"What do you mean, 'you'?"

Shi Jian stopped arguing with him and raised his hand to tap the air.

A colossal lightning spear, formed from endless thunder, took shape at his fingertips. The spearhead gleamed with dazzling blue-white lightning, radiating a terrifying aura capable of piercing the heavens and earth.

"Hmph! Thunder Spear!"

The lightning spear flew from his hand and shot towards Kazimir.

So fast that everyone present only saw a blue-white light streak across the void!

Kazimir's pupils contracted sharply; the threat of death made him forget his fear of Shi Jian.

He suddenly clasped his hands together and chanted an incantation: "May all holy light return to my body, may heavenly armor cover my form, may all attacks return to stillness, and may all laws be impervious!"

A layer of armor formed from pure holy light instantly covered his entire body, the armor exhibiting a semi-transparent golden texture.

It exudes an aura of indestructibility; it is the highest-level absolute defensive secret technique of the Holy Light Church, the Holy Yuan Heavenly Guardian Armor.

"This is the supreme defensive technique of my Holy See! You cannot break it!" Kazimir roared.

However... the lightning spear struck the divine armor and then exploded violently.

Boom!!!

A ring of violent lightning spread outwards from the point of impact, and several houses in the vicinity were also shaken and developed several cracks.

Kazimir was thrown back dozens of steps by the immense force, though his divine armor managed to withstand the attack by sheer luck.

However, his internal organs were violently shaken, and he couldn't help but spit out a mouthful of blood.

He looked down at the deep crack on the armor, his eyes filled with horror: "Such domineering lightning magic..."

Shi Jian said calmly, "Your turtle shell is somewhat effective at withstanding one of my attacks."

"But... how many hits can you withstand?"

Shi Jian gave him no chance to catch his breath, grabbing at the air with his right hand: "Holy Light? Let me show you what true power is!"

He conjured an even thicker bolt of lightning in his palm and slammed it down on Kazimir.

Kazimir frantically channeled the holy light within him, forming hand seals and chanting a spell: "All sins of the heavens, may they all be consumed by the holy fire; wherever the holy words fall, may they be consumed by eternal flames!"

Endless white holy fire surged from the void, burning not objects but souls.

It poured down on Shi Jian like a torrential rain, attempting to completely incinerate his primordial spirit.