Chapter 617 - Unrestrained verbal abuse
GDK 617: Unrestrained verbal abuse
‘Shrunken Sky Shadow Seeker’ was a demonic art technique commonly used for detecting unusual objects. When using this special technique, Han Shuo identified that a state of vacuum had taken shape in a region outside of the city. Finding it rather odd, he decided to travel to the area to have a look.
Under normal circumstances, atmospheric air should fill every corner of every place and there should not be a naturally-existing region of vacuum on the continent. Therefore, the region of vacuum must have been artificially created.
Besides, Han Shuo was familiar with the environment around Ossen City and he had never discovered any field of vacuum around the northern city district. Hence, he deduced that the peculiarity in that region was most likely man-made.
Fanny’s inauguration ceremony as the new chancellor of Babylon Academy of Magic and Force was over. With Ayermike Cotton, Graeae, and Little Skeleton there standing guard, Han Shuo believed that those aristocrats of the empire staying at the Babylon Academy of Magic and Force wouldn’t be in any further danger.
Without having to worry about those people’s safety, Han Shuo transformed into faint bloody threads that were hardly visible to the naked eye and zoomed off to the fringe of the northern city district.
The Babylon Academy of Magic and Force and the outer part of the city were a few dozen miles apart. It took Han Shuo only a few minutes to arrive at that vacuum region.
Han Shuo silently observed the surroundings as soon as he arrived. Right away, he was certain that those who launched that assault on Babylon Academy of Magic and Force were right here.
Up ahead was a space barrier with concentrated energy that opened up a small-scale force field. That blinding light that glowed from within the barrier had obstructed Han Shuo’s view into what was behind it. A holy aura converged into the shape of a huge grail that filled the inside of the barrier, forming a thin layer of protective film that blocked Han Shuo’s consciousness from probing further.
Han Shuo squinted his eyes. He could clearly tell that the grail of holy aura was sustained by the Church of Light’s divine weapon – the Holy Grail. On the Holy Grail were several olive branches shining bright gold. It constantly released holy energy that maintained the protective shield in this area.
With Han Shuo attentively watching, the barrier ahead of him was finally withdrawn. Bundles of holy energy returned to the center of the Holy Grail. The space barrier gradually lost the source of power that maintained it.
When the last bundle of golden light returned to the Holy Grail, the space ahead of him shattered like glass and the original scene reappeared.
A thin, middle-aged man grasping a Holy Grail that had olive branches on it, and wearing the papal tiara, looked at Han Shuo in a grieving and pained manner. Standing beside him were a demigod knight and a demigod light magus. They were precisely the duo that Han Shuo had met at the Church of Light’s sacred mountain – the two who instigated the Primordius Dragon to cast Han Shuo to the Abyss realm back at the Dragon Valley.
The old orc with crude animal skin draped over his shoulders was staring at Han Shuo with hostility. He seemed to be itching to pounce on Han Shuo and gnaw his flesh off.
The last two sacred magi from the Shrine of Ice were also eyeballing Han Shuo hatefully. However, their eyes were flickering. Their fear towards Han Shuo, however, appeared greater than their resolution to avenge.
“You must be Bryan?” asked the thin middle-aged man wearing the papal tiara amiably.
Han Shuo smiled and even performed a friendly bow at him before replying, “Indeed, I am, Your Holiness the Pope! Hehe, you must be very disappointed to see me standing here?” He snickered.
Han Shuo was in fact quite amazed when he said those words. He did not expect the Pope of the Church of Light to go through the trouble of personally traveling thousands of miles from Oden Empire to Lancelot Empire for himself and, even more surprisingly, chosen to mount a sneak attack. It seemed that this Pope of the Church of Light was definitely a madman who would do anything, by hook or by crook, to achieve his goals. It was no mystery how he climbed his way up to become the leader of the most powerful religion on the Profound Continent.
The Pope of the Church of Light nodded and calmly admitted, “I’m indeed very disappointed to see you stand before me safe and sound – but what grieves me even more is the dark ages that will soon befall Profound Continent.”
“Oh? From your words, you are suggesting that I’m the root cause of devastating disorder to Profound Continent. Haha. Well then, are the hundreds of thousands of civilian lives in the northern city district not worthy of your consideration?” Han Shuo laughed at the Light Pope’s shameless interpretation.
“For the safety of everyone on Profound Continent, some sacrifices are necessary!” the Light Pope yelled in a righteous voice as he looked at Han Shuo.
“You and your inbred whore of a mother can go fuck each other till you bleed!” Han Shuo cursed without restraint as he fed his middle finger right at the Light Pope’s face. He knew that this Pope had to be the most zealous disciple of the Church of Light. Han Shuo couldn’t sense much emotions that a normal human should have from this person. He was just like a robot manufactured by the Church of Light. All his conducts and moral compass were based on the interests of the Church of Light. Therefore, it was an absolute waste of time to debate with him.
“I will make you pay for the lives of the hundreds of thousands of my fellow orcs!” That orc shaman couldn’t hold himself and violently shouted when he saw Han Shuo being so provocative. From his posture, he looked like he would charge ahead at any moment.
Of course, Han Shuo had no fear towards him. He sneered while sizing up the orc shaman and ridiculed, “So your orcs are people, but the citizens of my Lancelot Empire aren’t people? For ages, your orcs have been assaulting my Lancelot Empire without end. Tell me, who should pay for the deaths of the countless citizens of Lancelot Empire?”
The territories of the orcs were barren and therefore they had always attacked Lancelot Empire for its rich soil. Through all those countless years, citizens of Lancelot Empire who had died at the hands of orc warriors must have amounted to at least a few hundred thousand men!
“I don’t care! You have killed hundreds of thousands of my people, so you must die!” the orc shaman bellowed like a wild beast and right after, he threw himself at Han Shuo.