Sorry, I'm a cultivator.

The cardinal's expression changed drastically. The aura of death was palpable, and she instantly realized that she was no match for him.

Her expression changed, and she stepped back, moving behind His Holiness the Pope.

The woman on the throne slightly raised her eyes, and for the first time, a hint of emotion appeared on her usually calm face, but her voice remained undisturbed.

"Disrespect is forbidden here."

Word magic, order.

Seven brilliant letters 'SANCTUS' emerged in golden outline from the air behind her, each letter taller than a person, burning with a holy flame that had no temperature but was enough to scorch the soul.

They are not attacks, but the embodiment of the law.

The letters floated silently, and the space instantly became as heavy as lead. Li Xingzhou felt an invisible force pressing down on him, as if telling him: You, here, deserve to kneel in worship.

The Pope said the same thing.

However, Li Xingzhou's physique remained unaffected.

So-called word magic, in essence, is simply the power of words to manifest. Li Xingzhou was not afraid of it at all.

"I don't believe in that!"

Li Xingzhou raised his hand and clenched it. There was no loud noise, no flash of light, but those seven brilliant letters seemed to have been brutally erased from the level of 'existence' by an invisible hand.

It's not about shattering, but about causing the concept of 'order' to collapse into 'undefined' here and now!

Even without being able to use spiritual power, Li Xingzhou's body, which had already reached the pinnacle of body refinement, had long since formed its own Great Dao.

The Dao lies hidden within his body!

I am the Tao!

The immense pressure vanished abruptly, and Li Xingzhou had already closed in on the Pope, delivering a powerful punch.

The Pope's expression finally softened; his blue eyes were filled with solemnity, but he remained calm.

"heresy!"

The Pope parted his red lips slightly; this word was no longer a judgment, but a reshaping of reality.

She raised her slender fingers, and in an instant, with her fingertips as the center, light was no longer the medium of illumination, but became a tyrant that filled everything.

"Purification brings sweet candy!"

A burst of golden light erupted, and as the golden light contracted, Li Xingzhou in sight transformed into a white candy floating in mid-air—milk-flavored.

The cardinal was overjoyed. How dare they show off in front of His Holiness the Pope! They deserved to be taken down by His Holiness the Pope.

The Pope watched this scene calmly, then beckoned with his finger: "Come... um?!"

call out!

The milky-white candy suddenly slammed straight into him, and the Pope, who had never encountered such a situation before, was immediately hit with a bump on his forehead.

"what--"

The Pope, his head tilted back, instinctively opened his mouth, and in that split second, 'Candy' Li Xingzhou slipped inside, and then—

It rampaged wildly along the throat!

This pope has definitely never read Journey to the West!

Do you really think that just because you've turned into candy, there's nothing you can do?

"what--"

Pope Hill III of the Holy Light Church clutched his stomach, his handsome face contorted with pain, and cold sweat poured uncontrollably from his forehead.

"g...get out...of my..."

Li Xingzhou said he didn't understand, and continued crashing!

"Well……"

Hill III arched her back more and more violently, her delicate body trembling uncontrollably, but she dared not launch an attack on her own body.

A twisted, agonizing scream escaped her lips, and the cardinal beside her quickly said, "Your Holiness, does he not understand what you are saying?"

Hill III didn't believe in that.

He clearly understood what I just said!

but……

“Come out…come out…” Hill III’s voice trembled, and the words, though not pronounced clearly, escaped from her trembling red lips: “I…I can grant you any request…”

Damn it, once I get out, I'll definitely kill you!

"really?"

As a sound came from his belly, Hill III's lips twitched, and he had a feeling that he was pregnant.

"Not going to speak? In that case, I'll go to the palace..."

King Hill III's expression suddenly changed: "No, really, really!"

"Then please open your mouth, Your Holiness, and I will go out now."

King Hill III quickly opened his mouth, and the moment he saw the candy, he hastily withdrew his spell.

A murderous intent was revealed in his eyes.

But with her body still convulsing, how could she possibly keep up with Li Xingzhou's speed?

As soon as he emerged and returned to his original form, Li Xingzhou reached out and placed his hand on the head of King Hill III, who was wearing a crown.

A celestial being touched my head, and with a single, powerful stroke, opened my heavenly spirit!

A vast sea of ​​consciousness poured down!

"Ahhhh-"

Queen Hill III's delicate body trembled as if struck by lightning, her blue pupils gradually rolled upwards, and she, who had not gotten off her seat even when she was in unbearable pain, now uncontrollably slid to the ground until... her knees were on the ground beneath her robes.

This guy isn't as strong as his sister?

That makes sense, though. If he were truly stronger than his sister, he wouldn't have resorted to using those psychotropic drugs to knock on the country's doorstep.

Li Xingzhou sat down in Hill III's original chair without a care in the world, and surprisingly, it was quite comfortable.

He grabbed the exquisite necklace around Hill III's neck, pulled it towards her, forcing her to raise her head, and then bent down to look into her blue, misty eyes.

Where is the Heaven's Cup?

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Chapter 32 I will never yield to you, you demon!

As the Pope of the Holy Light Church, the people of the Star Realm revered Hill III not because she was a woman, but because when she sat on the papal throne, gender itself evaporated from her.

She is a being beyond magicians, paladins, and mortals—the embodiment of God on earth, a living sanctuary, a walking relic.

Her face was not the kind of beauty that could be defined by the aesthetic standards of the human race in the cosmos, but rather the manifestation of divine power on flesh and blood.

Her skin was a cool, almost transparent milky white, as if light could penetrate it and illuminate her intricate thoughts. The lines of her cheeks and jaw were both soft and carried an invisible weight.

What's most unbearable to look at are her eyes.

The color is a deep blue, the kind found only in the depths of polar glaciers, and the edge of the iris seems to be inlaid with an almost invisible silver glow, proof that magic has reached the edge of the Dao.

Her golden hair was meticulously bound under a heavy triple crown, with only a few strands peeking out from the edges, not a single strand of color mixed in, exuding an air of solemnity.

The solemn priest's robe she wore completely covered her tall and slender figure from head to toe, leaving no gap for imagination. The patterns on it proclaimed her majesty, her superiority, and her inviolable aura.

But at this moment—

Hill III knelt before her long-sitting throne, his captivating blue eyes rolling upwards, misty with a hint of allure that he could not usually display.

With rapid breathing, the curves beneath the priest's robe revealed a subtle allure.

What should have been armor of faith inexplicably presented itself as a subtle invitation.

Li Xingzhou felt that he was probably being too repressed.

Ever since kissing Jiang Xuetang, not only has her gaze towards her sister lost its firmness, but now she also seems to have a restless feeling when looking at Hill III.

But on second thought, he realized that this was only human nature.

The thought of corrupting a fairy-like, unapproachable beauty is something any normal person would have, right?

Li Xingzhou collected his thoughts and glanced sideways at the cardinal beside him. This cardinal should be considered one of Hill III's handmaidens, right?

At that moment, the cardinal immediately knelt on the ground: "I...I know where the Cup of Heaven is, please spare His Holiness the Pope!"

Li Xingzhou laughed, but considering her earlier action of retreating behind the Pope, he felt it was only natural.

"Talking isn't enough, we have to go get it!"

"I'll go right away..."

"you dare!"

Finally regaining his senses, King Hill III glared at Nicole: "Nicole, if you were... Ah!"

King Hill III cried out in anguish. Cardinal Nicole looked closely and saw a strange man wearing sunglasses sitting on the throne, carefully 'playing' with His Holiness the Pope's slender fingers.

demon!

This is a demon from the Realm of Enlightenment!

Even if you came for the Heaven's Cup, how could you treat Her Majesty the Pope, who is so beautiful, like this?

"Look at you, you're stunned again." Li Xingzhou glanced at Nicole sideways: "You don't want your Pope to continue suffering, do you?"

Nicole took another step, and King Hill III roared, "Do you want to betray the gods? The gods will protect us... Ah!"

"Protection?" Li Xingzhou glanced at the dome. "Where is the protection? Hey, do you think this is a test for you? Does this mean you're guilty too?"

“No…that’s right!” King Hill III pursed his red lips: “I have disappointed the gods, that’s why…”

Before she could finish speaking, she suddenly felt a warm sensation on her fingers. Looking up, she saw that her injured fingers were no longer in pain, enveloped in crimson primordial energy.

She froze for a moment.

"Look, I'm more reliable than those gods." Li Xingzhou smiled brightly. "I know I feel sorry for His Holiness the Pope, but what about those things? They just watch you suffer here. Do you think that's reasonable?"