Chapter 622 - Invincible! A true god!
GDK 622: Invincible! A true god!
All six of those who launched an attack on Lancelot Empire were brutally murdered. Not a single one of them had managed to escape. Han Shuo could be considered as having avenged the commoners of Ossen City who lost their lives to the Radiant Blast.
More than half of the divine weapons possessed by the Church of Light had thus been plundered away by Han Shuo. The soul of the Light Pope was imprisoned by Han Shuo. Henceforth, other than that Saintess on the sacred mountain of the Church of Light, there was no significant expert left standing in the entire religious organization.
But what pleased Han Shuo the most was the soul inside the Holy Grail. As an interplanar wanderer cultivating in the edict of space, this being must have been very familiar with the characters and affairs of all major material planes. With his assistance, Han Shuo would gain a much deeper understanding of the infinitely vast universe instead of his originally narrow view.
The six corpses were destroyed by Han Shuo without extra trouble. He then expanded his consciousness and carefully examined the surrounding conditions, making sure that there were no anomalies in the surroundings.
After putting away the Holy Grail, Han Shuo set into motion and faded into the trace of his own faint shadow, returning to the Babylon Academy of Magic and Force at Ossen City.
But soon after Han Shuo made a move, before he had even traveled a kilometer ahead, he saw Little Skeleton in a scurry over to him with his bone dragon. Previously, when he heard the warning from the being of the Grail, Han Shuo was afraid that Little Skeleton might suffer a calamity if time there were to be suspended. Therefore, by using the connection he had with Little Skeleton, he ordered Little Skeleton to temporarily remain at the city gate.
After restraining the Light Pope, Han Shuo did not transmit another message to Little Skeleton and so he stayed where he was until further instruction. But after even more waiting, Little Skeleton began to worry for Han Shuo. At some point Little Skeleton had decided the waiting had to end and rushed over to Han Shuo against his orders.
After becoming a god, Little Skeleton could no longer be bounded by Han Shuo using necromancy magic. The reason that Little Skeleton continued to obey Han Shuo unquestioningly even after he became a god was that the duo had unwittingly built a bond that was even stronger than the energy of contract.
No longer were Han Shuo’s commands absolute to Little Skeleton. In the case that Little Skeleton felt that Han Shuo was in danger, out of concern for Han Shuo’s safety, he would ignore his orders.
Han Shuo shrugged. Then, wearing a mischievous smile, he withdrew that papal tiara that the Light Pope always wore, a cross, the Holy Grail, and olive branches. With the crowd flabbergasted and staring blankly, Han Shuo unhurriedly said, “There were six attackers in total. Two sacred magi from the Shrine of Ice, one old shaman with demigod strength from the Empire of Orcs, and three from the Church of Light. Of the three, there was one divine knight, one demigod magus, and the Light Pope with terrifying strength. However, they are now all dead. Not one escaped. So don’t waste your time trying to find them!”
The whole plaza went pin-drop silent.
Everyone gaped and stared at Han Shuo like a fool. They seemed to have even stopped breathing.
They knew that Han Shuo was a mighty one from the news of him killing several hundred thousand orcs using undead creatures at South Border City and destroying the Shrine of Ice.
But, they never realized just how mighty Han Shuo really was.
However, at this moment, from these unhurried words of Han Shuo, everyone could tell just how truly great Han Shuo really was.
Two sacred magi, three demigod experts and the Light Pope, who was practically unequaled on Profound Continent, almost every one of them were legendary characters. Some of those demigods were even experts that were invincible according to legend.
These incredibly powerful existences had all been finished off by Han Shuo alone in the short span of half an hour. What did that mean?
Invincible! A true god! That was the impression they arrived at!
“What? Why are you all silent?” Han Shuo laughed involuntarily, shook his head, and said to Lawrence, “I’ve told you that I will help you unify the entire continent. How would I dare speak such words without having this bit of strength?”
The dumbfounded Lawrence finally came to his senses. He forced a smile at Han Shuo and said, “Bryan, you know, there are times when I feel that you are not even a mortal. Things that happen to you are always so unimaginable!”
“You mad lad, doesn’t this mean you are now even mightier than the great founding father Ayermike Cotton?” perhaps old Hahn was too excited, or maybe he was awed by the fact he conjectured, his body was quivering as though he was having a seizure. He pinched his thigh tight and had a strange, paining look on his face.
Han Shuo again smiled. He raised his head to take a glance at Ayermike Cotton hiding in the shadows of a clocktower, who could definitely hear their conversation down below. He thought Old Hahn’s words to be very amusing.
“You can say that. But you better be careful, founding father Ayermike Cotton might take offense if he hears you!”
“The founding father has disappeared for five hundred odd years. He must definitely have passed away. Haha, he can’t hear me,” Old Hahn said carefreely.
Don’t be so sure! Han Shuo said in his mind, laughing. Shortly after, he tossed all the divine weapons of the Church of Light, except for the Holy Grail, at Firenze and said smilingly, “Haven’t you been bemoaning about being poor? Sell off these items. You’ll have more than enough to rebuild two legions for the southern border!”
These so-called divine weapons of light were useless to Han Shuo. Han Shuo himself couldn’t utilize them and he had no allies who cultivated in the elemental energy of light. They would just be collecting dust in his space ring, so he thought he might as well hand them over to Firenze who could use the proceeds from selling these items to help the poverty-stricken at the southern border.
Cling Clang! Firenze caught the Light Papal Tiara with his body. He shuddered as he carried the holy objects of the Church of Light only heard of in legends right in his arms. He was utterly speechless.