Zongman: The post-2D era

Kamiya Kaori stood tall, holding a knife in both hands, and slowly knelt down to salute. There was an ancient and solemn sense of ritual in her movements, as if she was paying tribute to some power beyond the mortal world.

The afterglow of the setting sun sprinkled on her body, giving her a faint golden glow, which contrasted with the "Seven Days and Seven Swords" flashing with cold light in her hand, forming a heart-pounding picture.

"Master Fengfeng, I have cleared out these ants who were disrespectful to the Lord. Please don't punish them too much."

Her voice was deep and powerful, and every word seemed to carry a heavy weight, revealing her majesty and determination as the former Pope of Amakusa.

As the former pope of Amakusa, Kanzaki Kaori saluted Fengfeng earnestly and said: "This is the city of the Lord, but this is the only city in the world that belongs to the Lord."

Her eyes were firm as she stared straight at Feng Feng, as if she wanted to convey her beliefs and loyalty to him without reservation through these eyes.

"On behalf of the 100 million Puritans of England, I respectfully invite you to come to England!"

Chapter 890 English Puritanism

Thursday, December 8

Under the glory of the Lord's saint, Feng Feng, the Tokiwadai Girls' School held its first religious conference.

The students sincerely celebrated their school's victory, praised Feng, the incarnation of the Lord, and praised Misaka Mikoto and the academy union.

Student union presidents, principals and others in other schools are still arguing over interests, with some principals even rolling up their sleeves and getting ready to take action.

At the Heart World Dawnlight Second Research Center, Accelerator and Dawnlight Yui stared at the Academy City on the surveillance screen and confirmed, "Aleister and some people who were researching parallel worlds and dimensions have indeed mysteriously disappeared!"

Comparing the current situation with the historical split in Christianity, and the situation in Academy City and British Puritanism, the two have made up their minds.

On the day Feng Feng became the first king, a mysterious disappearance phenomenon occurred, reaching its peak when he tried to contact the Utopia.

Feng Feng has influenced the time and space of the entire world, and it is no exaggeration to call him the Lord!

Feng Feng and Shokuhou Misaki were on a plane to England at this time.

Shokuhou Misaki asked solemnly: "The former Queen of England mysteriously disappeared, leaving behind three princesses. Who do you support to succeed the throne?"

Kanzaki Kaori, the former Pope of the Amakusa style, served as the temporary Pope of the British Puritan Church. After the disappearance of the original Pope, she paid homage to Fengfeng earnestly.

"I have already dealt with those people who were disrespectful to the Lord, but the situation in Britain is complicated. The three princesses all have their own personalities and strengths. Please go meet the three princesses first!"

Feng Feng turned his head slightly, looked deeply at Shokuhou Misaki, and smiled faintly: "Misaki, can your psychological manipulation be as effective as a fish in water in the UK?"

Feng Caoqi smiled confidently, tapped the armrest with her fingertips, and was about to speak when she was interrupted by Kamijou Kaori beside her.

"Lord, the human heart is like the sea, unfathomable, especially in this foreign country. If you rashly use the mind-reading technique, something unexpected may happen."

Kamisaki Kaori's eyes were full of sincerity and worry, her hands were clasped tightly in front of her chest, as if she was praying for the unknown that was about to come.

"This will make the English Puritans even more annoyed with you!"

At this moment, several passengers in the back row of the plane, who had been reading or resting with their eyes closed, raised their heads at the same time. Their faces turned from pale to blue, and their eyes flashed with fear and anxiety.

They seemed to be able to hear the undercurrent in the conversation between the three people in front of them, and there was a subtle and tense atmosphere in the air.

Inside the plane cabin, whispers gradually turned into a suppressed silence. Among the passengers in the back seat, a sturdy man in a suit winked at his neighbor and tapped the secret mechanism under the armrest with his fingers.

There was determination and greed in their eyes, as if they were about to carry out a silent coup.

With an imperceptible nod, the sturdy man suddenly pulled open the armrest of the chair, and a small knife with a cold glow appeared in his hand.

At the same time, several other passengers also took action. Some took out ropes, while others quietly opened the spray cans they carried with them.

The tense atmosphere solidified in an instant, and a crisis was quietly brewing ten thousand meters in the sky.

Feng Feng frowned slightly, his eyes penetrated the noise in the cabin and fell on Kamiya Kaori's sincere face.

Kanzaki Kaori's voice was filled with fatigue and helplessness: "The archbishops each had their own agenda. Although I tried my best to suppress them, I was too soft-hearted. This is regrettable. Especially that cardinal. The forces behind him were so intertwined that I was unable to completely eliminate them."

Having said that, she clenched her hands into fists and a look of determination flashed in her eyes.

Shokuhou Misaki stood aside, twirling her fingertips, as if thinking about how to use psychological manipulation to solve these troubles.

The light in the cabin shone on her face, revealing a hint of worry and coldness.

Suddenly, the air around Feng Feng seemed to be torn apart by an invisible hand, and a long sword shining with faint blue light and covered with ancient runes pierced out of thin air.

The long sword pointed directly at Feng Feng's heart, attempting to launch a sneak attack on him.

The sword appeared without warning, and the runes on it seemed to contain an ancient power that shook the air in the cabin.

Shokuhou Misaki suddenly groaned, held her head with her hands, and her face turned pale in an instant, as if she was under some invisible mental attack.

Her eyes became blurred and her body trembled slightly. It was obvious that she was trying her best to resist the invasion of some force.

At the same time, Kamiya Kaori's eyes flashed, and her figure was as fast as lightning, and she instantly appeared next to several gun-wielding passengers.

She waved her hands, creating a gust of wind, and with a few "bangs", she shot down the guns in the hands of several passengers.

Then, she dodged again, and with a few fierce punches and kicks, the passengers who tried to resist were knocked to the ground one by one.

Feng Feng's hands were like iron clamps, tightly gripping the dark blue sword. The tip of the sword stopped half an inch in front of his chest. The runes were shining, but it could not move any further.

His other hand gently stroked Shokuhou Misaki's trembling head, and the gentle strength poured in like a clear spring, gradually calming the storm in her heart.

At this time, Kamiya Kaori was about to chase the knocked down passengers, but suddenly saw a man in a suit secretly taking out a mobile phone. The screen lit up, reflecting his cunning and greedy eyes.

Kamiya Kaoru's body paused, as if being pulled by an invisible rope, and her movements became slow. She was secretly shocked and realized that this was some kind of trap set for her.

The man in the suit sneered and slid his fingers quickly across the screen, as if he could launch a deadly plan at any time.

On the screen, a hidden sniper is aiming at Index who is dressed in a nun's uniform!

Feng Feng exerted force, and the dark blue sword containing ancient runes shattered into pieces in his palm like fragile ice crystals.

The wound left by the sword tip instantly glowed with a strange red light, but no blood dripped. Instead, it was swallowed by a strange energy.

His other hand gently covered Shokuhou Misaki's head, as if penetrating an invisible barrier and extracting a twisted and struggling illusory soul from her body.

The soul twisted and wailed in mid-air, dressed in a cardinal's robe. Finally, Feng Feng waved it lightly, took it into his mind, and then investigated it.

His eyes were as sharp as torches, penetrating the disguise of the man in the suit and looking directly into the abyss of greed and fear in his eyes.

The sneer on the suit man's face froze. The light from the phone screen cast mottled shadows on his face. His fingers trembled as they hovered over the send button, as if fixed by an invisible force.

There was a sense of urgency in the air as if a storm was about to come. Feng Feng took slow steps, and each step seemed to be on the void, silent but oppressive, as he pressed straight towards the man in the suit.

"Kanzaki Kaori, use your power as a saint to kill this false god created by science in Academy City!"

"Otherwise, this little nun's imagination will blossom!!"

The air around seemed to freeze, and an invisible contest was quietly taking place in the cabin at an altitude of ten thousand meters.

"Do you think you can threaten me like this?" Feng Feng did not stop!

Chapter 891: The Evil God from Another World

Friday, December 9

The crash of Feng Feng's plane has been reported in the news, and Tokiwadai Girls' School has just held its first religious conference and held an emergency meeting.

The students sincerely prayed that Feng Feng, the incarnation of the Lord, would be safe and sound, and asked Misaka Mikoto and the academy union to declare war on Britain.

The student union presidents, principals and others in other schools were still arguing over their own interests, but most of them had already learned that Feng Feng was safe and sound.

At the Heart Realm Morning Light Second Research Center, Accelerator and Morning Light Yui were staring at Academy City on the surveillance screen.

Next to them was Index, who acted as if nothing had happened after being rescued, quarreling, eating, drinking and sleeping.

The crisp sound of wood crackling made the campfire glow red again. Shokuhou rubbed her eyes at the sound and vaguely saw Fengfeng and Kamijou Kaori busy at work.

Shokuhou rubbed her sleepy eyes and asked drowsily, "What time is it now? It feels like I've slept for a whole century."

Feng Feng smiled gently, took out the neatly folded toiletries from his backpack, gently took her hand, and led her through the dense forest path to a clear river.

The sunlight shone through the gaps in the leaves, casting patches of light on them.

By the river, Kamiya Kaori was skillfully handling a newly captured wild boar. The sharp dagger flew flexibly in her hand, and blood splattered.

Without even looking up, she said, "Don't worry, the rescue plane will arrive this afternoon. Let's eat something first."

Accompanied by Feng Feng, Shokuho gently scrubbed her teeth with the toothbrush he handed her. The water splashed in the morning light like stars.

Feng Feng stood aside, twirling his fingers lightly, and a transparent glass bottle slowly emerged. A faint red light was imprisoned in the bottle. It was the soul of the cardinal, floating helplessly.

The little wild boar in Kamiya Kaori's hand had been dealt with neatly and efficiently. She picked up the prey, glanced at the glass bottle sharply, and sighed.

She saw Feng Feng's mouth curled up with an imperceptible sneer, then he turned and walked into the woods, saying lightly: "Leave the lunch to me, you guys have a good rest."

After saying this, her figure quickly disappeared into the lush greenery, leaving behind only a series of firm and powerful footsteps.

After Shokuho finished washing up, water droplets slid down her delicate cheeks. She stared at the glass bottle in Fengfeng's hand that imprisoned the cardinal's soul, her eyes full of curiosity and confusion.

Then, her gaze turned to Kamijou Kaori, who was skillfully placing the processed little wild boar on the campfire. The firelight reflected on her resolute face, adding a bit of wild beauty.

“What are you going to do with him?” Shokuho asked softly, her fingers lightly running across the surface of the glass bottle, as if she could feel the trembling of the soul inside the bottle.

Feng Feng smiled slightly and flicked his fingers. The red light in the glass bottle became dimmer. He whispered, "He will be our bargaining chip in the negotiation with the British Puritans and the key to uncovering the conspiracy behind it."

Shokuhou and Fengfeng sat side by side by the campfire, the firelight illuminating their focused faces.

They were talking in low voices about the thrilling moment of the plane crash yesterday. A trace of fear flashed in Shokuhou's eyes, while Fengfeng seemed unusually calm.

The red light in the glass bottle trembled violently, and the cardinal's soul roared madly in it, cursing Feng Feng, the evil god from another world, with a shrill and desperate voice.

However, Feng Feng just smiled faintly, and lightly spun his fingers, and the red light dimmed again.

Kamiya Kaori handed the golden roasted wild boar to the two men, told them to keep an eye on the fire, and turned to walk towards the victims' camp downstream of the river.

Her steps are firm and powerful, and every step seems to tell the world that no matter what difficulties she encounters, she will move forward bravely and never give up.

Shokuho stared at Fengfeng with burning eyes for a long while, and finally couldn't help but ask: "Are you... really the evil god from another world?"

There was a barely perceptible tremor in her voice and her eyes were complicated.

Feng Feng's smile remained gentle when he heard this. He shook his head slightly and was about to speak, but suddenly, the red light in the glass bottle became brighter.

The cardinal's soul seemed to have found an outlet, screaming madly, citing examples of important figures from all over the world disappearing out of thin air, trying to prove Feng Feng's identity.

At this moment, a burst of hurried footsteps came closer and closer, and the figure of Kanzaki Kaori appeared in sight, her brows furrowed, her expression anxious:

"There was an argument at the victims' camp downstream, and they ... he said he didn't believe us and accused us of being the cause of the crash."

Having said that, she sighed helplessly and turned her eyes to Feng Feng, as if seeking help.

"But there's a woman with an abdominal injury who's dying, and a little boy who's been bitten by some poisonous food!"