Chapter 35: Falling into Despair (Please collect and recommend)

  The square was in chaos, with various cries echoing through the blood-filled air. Yu Feng saw that when the divine thunder exploded together, two strong holy lights rose from Krist and the Pope. One was the cross on Krist's neck, and the other emitted white light from the Bible in the Pope's hand.

  The Pope was almost unscathed, as the Bible in his hand was a completely defensive treasure that protected him from the intense explosion. Although only the Dry Thunderbolt exploded in front of him, the Cardinal was badly injured. The cross on his neck, which could both attack and defend, was one of the most important sacred objects in the Vatican, but under the special care of the remaining wind, he was seriously injured immediately. Two Soul-destroying Thunderbolts exploded beside him, and despite the protection of the Holy Cross, he was severely injured, only a breath away from meeting God.

  Yu Feng had already guessed that the two objects emitting white light were the sacred artifacts of the Church of Light. When he used his divine insight to scan them, he couldn't find anything unusual about these two sacred artifacts, just like ordinary objects, without any spiritual energy existing. However, when those divine thunderbolts exploded, they emitted a pure and unparalleled holy power that left Yu Feng utterly astonished.

  His main purpose this time is to get rid of an important figure in the church under everyone's eyes. The Pope has the protection of the Bible, and Yu Feng will not do that, even if he puts himself in it, he may not be able to hurt him.

  So as today's protagonist, Christ is undoubtedly the best choice. Although he also has a cruciform shield on his body, it's not a completely defensive holy artifact. At least it's better than the Pope's turtle shell. If they can snatch that artifact, it would be even better. Yufeng also knows the importance of the artifact to the Church.

  It all happened in an instant, and Yu Feng could no longer hold back the adventurous mood that was about to burst out. Taking advantage of the explosion's aftermath, he darted past with his usual swift speed!

  A thought stirred, and a green light shot out even faster than his speed. The killing intent that filled the sky made everyone on the square feel a chill in their hearts. Before anyone could react to what was happening, the green light that had stirred up the shocking killing intent suddenly chopped down towards Krist's head!

  Although the cross also emitted a holy light to protect Krist at the time of Qing Guang's arrival, how could this self-emitted protection withstand Yu Feng's full-strength sword?

  After exerting his full strength to send the flying sword, Yu Feng's figure also flew towards the red-robed High Priest at a speed exceeding that of ordinary human eyesight. His goal was the Holy Cross. If he hadn't sent out this sword with his own hands, he would have had a 90% chance of escaping alive. However, the Holy Cross was right in front of him, and its owner would die in an instant!

  Heaven will not help those who refuse to help themselves, and instead bring disaster upon them! Moreover, I fear that such an opportunity may never come again. The path is before us; let us stake everything on a single throw!

  In the center of the square, a large amount of water suddenly appeared in front of the Bright Sect crowd, as if there was originally a huge lake there, but the shores of the lake suddenly disappeared in an instant. The water flowed in all directions, mixed with a hint of cold air. This was Yu Feng releasing the seawater from the Qingyu calabaza!

  Because there were too many ordinary people in the square, he didn't release the yellow spring water and the extremely yin energy, but his main purpose was not to hurt people, but to confuse others' feelings, and didn't want them to find out his true purpose.

  Yu Feng was now less than three feet away from Krist. The green light had already beheaded Krist, although he made a last-ditch effort to move his body, but unfortunately Yu Feng had decided his fate the day before yesterday. Although he had the protection of the Holy Cross, under such a large number of divine thunderbolts, not to mention two Soul-destroying Thunderbolts, the sword light and physical injuries had already been severe when they first met, yet he could still feel danger and rely on his instincts to move slightly, which was already worthy of his identity as the Red Archbishop.

  He waved his hand and picked up the Holy Cross, throwing it into the Qiankun Ring. The remaining wind made another decisive move, and the Gui Shui Yin Lei in the water also exploded in the Yin realm. Yu Feng was also among them, but he knew the location of those Gui Shui Yin Lei like the back of his hand. He took out the Xiu Luo flag to protect himself, so these Gui Shui Yin Lei would not cause much harm to him, at most only shocking his internal organs.

  Yu Feng didn't expect those paladins to react so quickly, and the fastest one wasn't even them, but that old-looking Pope. Yu Feng dared to confirm that the Pope's cultivation was absolutely not below his own.

  These people had already reacted when Yu Feng flew to Krist's side, and as soon as he got the Holy Cross, they were ready to surround him. Forcing him to have no choice but to let this ambush buried in the sea water, the Cancer Water Thunder, explode ahead of time, even he himself was within the explosion range, he wanted to take this opportunity to disrupt the steps of those holy knights' siege and kill a bloody road to escape.

  These water and thunder attacks did indeed cause some confusion among them, but the three paladins were almost unaffected. The three knights' spears had already locked onto Yu Feng's position, and the Pope's attack was right in front of him.

  It's too fast! Yu Feng's first feeling was that it was too quick. He only saw a flash of pure holy light appear in front of him in the blink of an eye. Yu Feng had seen this before at the Tribunal of Judgment, it was the last attack he had unleashed, called Judgment of Light, and the Tribunal's judge had to chant some incomprehensible incantations before attacking, but the Pope's Judgment of Light was instantaneous.

  Without hesitation, Yu Feng grabbed the headless corpse of Krist and threw it towards the light of judgment, charging to his left. Two holy knights' long spears came at him head-on. He slightly shifted his body, dodging one spear, while the other spear stabbed at his neck, grazing Yu Feng's shoulder and leaving a trail of blood flowers. However, Yu Feng didn't stop for a moment and continued to charge into the crowd!

  He knew that if he dared to have any thoughts of counterattacking at this time, the Pope and these Templars would leave him here forever with the already dead Krist.

  Damn it! There's another Holy Knight blocking the way ahead. If he's stopped again, the narrow path to survival that Yu Feng had managed to create with those poisonous waters and dark lightning will be blocked once more. Next time, it won't be a narrow escape, but certain death!

  "You despicable heretic, leave behind the Holy Cross and your life!" The icy voice of the Pope sent a chill down Yu Feng's spine, he could hear the endless fury and killing intent contained within. However, he had no intention of fighting back, instead began to wonder if he was too reckless, having gotten himself into this desperate situation due to his greed.

  How could he have known that the Pope's hatred at this moment was enough to burn the remaining wind, and in front of him, the St. Paul's Cathedral, which had just been rebuilt with great difficulty, collapsed, and in front of him, more than a dozen white-robed bishops, three red-robed cardinals, and hundreds of low-ranking priest-knights died instantly!

  And this despicable pagan, after doing all these things, still refused to leave! He even beheaded Krist in front of him and then dared to steal the sacred cross from the church!

  If he doesn't leave any remaining prestige today and retrieves the Holy Cross, I reckon even the Pope himself would be ashamed to the point of wanting to commit suicide to atone for his sins!