Chapter 702 - Those Who Offended the North Qiong Sect Must Die! (1/2)
702 Those Who Offended the North Qiong Sect Must Die!
“An angel?”
Not only Chen Huaian, everyone else shouted.
The wings on the back of the son of G.o.d were realistic and they had not been formed by Divine Arts. He looked very similar to the legendary angels. And yet, angels were only myths and had been extinct for thousands of years. Why would he show up here?
“My name’s Alan, the son of G.o.d,” the son of G.o.d said with an aria-like sound. It was the first time they heard the language he used, but they immediately understood what he said.
He was the son of G.o.d?
The Christian Church was unbelievable. They had been hiding an angel!
“Master once told me that there used to be many angels in the world. Looks like it’s true,” Hua Yunfeng said.
All the faces of the North Qiong Sect’s members paled after this.
The power of Alan was earth-shattering! He was the descendant of G.o.d and an angel. Could Chen Huaian really fight with him?
They found that Chen Huaian looked extremely serious and bolts of lightning gathered behind him. Even though he had achieved the Thunder King Body and completed the “Thunder Soul Sutra” Chen Fan pa.s.sed down to him, he was in a desperate situation, facing a Saint and an angel.
“Boom!”
Alan started attacking.
He summoned the Holy Cross Light Blade and spread his wings, flying into the sky. Then, he slashed, creating a white blade aura of dozens of feet long.
The white blade aura was like a giant Holy Cross Light Blade!
The Light Blade was like the weapon of G.o.d and was powerful enough to crush a mountain.
“Divine Art, Art of the Holy Cross!”
Everyone was terrified and even Azure Dragon was astonished. Alan was way stronger than Francis and Ye Qincang; his slash was comparable to the attack of Earth Level Deity Leixing.
Chen Huaian stepped forward and yelled, “Divine Thunder of the sky, hear my command.”
“Boom!”
Thunderclouds gathered and a dozen flashes of lightning struck around Chen Huaian. The thunderbolts formed a cage which protected the members of the North Qiong Sect.
“Boom!”
The Holy Cross Light Blade struck the thunderbolt, creating a thunderous sound.
The impact spread all over East Mountain. Rocks collapsed, trees were crushed and the tip of the mountain was cut off. Many mansions even shattered into dust.
A mushroom cloud rose as if a small-scale nuclear explosion had been detonated.
Those under the mountain were terrified after seeing this happen.
“Boom!”
Chen Huaian was pushed backwards and his face turned red.
Although he practiced the original cultivation arts, he had just entered the Connate Level, while the son of G.o.d seemed to have endless Sacred Power.
“If the North Qiong Sect hands over all their cultivation arts and stays in the Vatican to confess for ten years, I can forgive your sins,” Pope Francis said.
“No way!” Chen Huaian shouted as he shot out thunderbolts from his eyes. “Again.”
Boom.
This time, he shot into the sky and cast a spell to summon lightning. Countless thunderbolts then gathered around and the sky became a sea of lightning. There were even lightning dragons flying around.
Chen Huaian used his full power to exhibit a deadly tactic from the “Thunder Soul Sutra.” He formed a cage with the thunderbolts trying to capture Alan, but Alan seemed calm; he wielded the Holy Cross Light Blade in his hand.
Beams of white light shot across the sky with an energy that could break anything.
The white light immediately broke the cage and blocked all the attacks. Then, the Wind Thunder Wings appeared on Chen Huaian’s back and he controlled the storms and thunder. His eyes let out azure light, trying to paralyze Alan with his “Electric Azure Eyes.”
But the body of an angel was too strong.
Alan withstood Chen Huaian’s Divine Power with his own body.
“Bang!”
Thirty seconds later, Alan smacked Chen Huaian down from the sky with his Punishment Sword Art. Chen Huaian spurted out blood and fell on East Mountain, creating a giant pit.
“Father!”
“Sir!”
w.a.n.g Xiaoyun and the others were anxious.
“I’m fine.”
Chen Huaian got up but there was still blood on his lips and a long wound on his shoulder, which was s.h.i.+ning white light and couldn’t be healed.
Alan was unpredictable and Chen Huaian was no match for him.
“What do you think? If you’re willing to confess, I’ll forgive the North Qiong Sect,” Francis said again.
“The North Qiong Sect will not give in!”
A’Xiu stepped forward.
Hua Yunfeng, w.a.n.g Xiaoyun, Yukis.h.i.+ro Sa and An Ya also came up with determination in their eyes. Seeing this sight, Qian Yexue sighed and decided to stand with them as well.
“Stubborn.”
White light shone in the eyes of Francis and he stretched his hand out.
This time, his power was even stronger and the Sacred Light Giant Hand covered the entire sky like a thundercloud. When Chen Huaian was about to attack, Alan stopped him immediately.
“Growl.”
There came the sound of a dragon.
A white dragon flew out of the clouds and it stopped Saint Francis with its claws.
“Is this the spirit of the Green Dragon Grand Array? I’m prepared for it.”
Saint Francis burst into laughter.
The Sacred Power in his body surged out and he took out a staff. It was apparently a superior-grade Sacred Artifact which carried a large amount of Gift of Light. As he attacked with the staff, the White Drake screamed and the scales on its body fell off.