NOVEL NEXT Chapter 1089: Giving You a Chance_2
A finger casually beckons.
Above Hadara, past experiences, memories, and even deeply buried thoughts, like images forcibly played, uncontrollably project into the air!
The scenes rapidly shift, only slowing when involving information about the Holy Court, Wu Heng, and other details.
"A group established by a few heroes, presumptuously trying to override the Holy Court?" The Divine Spirit's voice is devoid of joy or anger, only an indifferent gaze like looking down on ants, "Elf Race... it seems they have been too comfortable for too long, and there are too many heroes."
Before the words have finished, the 'God' lightly flicks a finger.
No earth-shattering explosion, no radiant energy brilliance.
Under the terrified gaze of everyone in the meeting room, Hadara, the chief of the association and the mighty elf hero, disintegrates in an instant.
Along with his armor, the magic accessories he wore, and even his soul... in the casual flick of a finger, like pencil marks erased by a rubber, they all disintegrate and vanish without a trace!
Not a speck of ash, nor a hint of energy fluctuation remained!
"Damn monster~!"
The Dwarf Leader, eyes bulging with rage, grips a battle axe, poised to spring forward.
However, he hasn't even left his seat.
The 'God's gaze did not even truly fall upon him.
The dwarf elder's robust body, along with the battle axe in his hand, also disintegrates and vanishes silently and without a trace, disappearing the same way as Hadara.
The leader of the Hongwen Alliance, known for calmness and wisdom among the Elf Race, had his spell forcibly canceled.
Stiffly sitting in a chair, pupils constricted, cold sweat dripping from the brow.
This... is simply not a power that heroes can contend against.
In the face of such incomprehensible might, any action would only lead to self-destruction.
The records in the Elf Race's history books are indeed true.
"It seems the Holy Court's concession!" The 'God's gaze, as tangible as substance, sweeps over the remaining pale-faced elf hero and a tensed Blood Clan representative, "has emboldened you with undue arrogance."
The gaze lingers for a moment on the Blood Clan representative.
In the next second, the Blood Clan representative couldn't even let out a scream before turning into basic particles, disappearing without a trace.
Inside the meeting room, only the leader of the Hongwen Alliance and the reverent representative of the Holy Court remained standing by.
"You're the only one left! Are you not planning to do something for your 'association'?"
The Hongwen Alliance leader's heart almost leaps out of his chest, swallowing hard, a fierce battle between enormous fear and reason.
He glanced at the empty chairs beside him, then at the radiant, indifferent figure staring at him, and finally bowed deeply in the most humble posture, "Greet... greetings, Divine Spirit, lord."
"Very well." The 'God's indifferent voice resounds, "Effective immediately, the association will lead the clearing of all Spirit Awakening Sect's churches on the continent, as for Wu Heng... I will personally deal with him."
After a slight pause, continues, "Additionally, notify all races! Existing heroes must submit to the Holy Court within a given period, otherwise... their fate will be the same."
The body of the Hongwen Alliance leader trembles, bowing his head deeply, voice dry and compliant, "Yes... I obey the divine will."
When he mustered the courage to raise his head again, the despair-inducing radiant figure in the center of the meeting room had already vanished as silently as it appeared.
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Gold and Silver Island, Island Master's Mansion.
After arranging for everyone to enter the boundary door for temporary refuge, Wu Heng felt slightly relieved and headed upstairs, pushing open the wooden door of the study.
The instant the door opened, his pupils suddenly contracted.
In the dim study, a figure enshrouded in hazy divine light sits calmly in the high-back chair he often occupies, casually flipping through a book from the shelf, "Great Detective Case Collection."
The divine light scorched the ghost accompanying him, pushing it back.
Far away, unable to approach.
When did it arrive?
Both he and the ghost are Level 20, yet they detected nothing.
Wu Heng's heart set off alarms, almost instinctively, his magic power erupted instantly!
Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh~!
Moisture instantly condenses, transforming into countless razor-sharp water arrows, shooting toward the uninvited guest like a storm!
Simultaneously, several compressed 'water lines' twisted towards the adversary.
Yet, the magic he prided himself on dissolves, dissipates silently before even reaching the surrounding divine light.
"Is this how you treat guests? Spirit Awakening Sect's Divine Spirit!" the other mocked.
Wu Heng's heart tightened, immediately raising a hand to restrain the ghost on the verge of lunging, locking eyes with the intruder, his mind racing to find survival options.
"Are you the one behind the Holy Court?"
"It seems you weren't completely unprepared." The 'God' closed the book, placing it aside casually, and the face enshrouded in radiance seemed to turn towards Wu Heng, "I've observed all your actions, and you do possess unexpectedly remarkable talents! Now, I'm offering you a chance to survive, what do you say?"
"Oh? What kind of opportunity?" Wu Heng tensed his muscles fully, secretly preparing for combat.
"Very simple, join the Holy Court! I can appoint you as the Pope of this dimension, to command the world's ecclesiastical powers." The 'God's tone carried a sense of charitable arrogance, "The heroes of the association have now all submitted to the Holy Court, and you will be their leader, posing no loss to you, and instead you gain true authority."
Appointing him as the Pope?
Those words were honestly beyond Wu Heng's expectations.