558 Diplomacy (1/2)
Blinded by greed, and corrupted by devils, Sard, you have betrayed the teaching of the Lord, and you shall suffer for all eternity because of it.” Said Benedict II solemnly. There was an amazing pace in his rhythm, as if his voice could wake up one's conscience and make them repent in tears.
He was just as peaceful and calm as before, as if he would baptize and pardon Sard again as long as Sard lowered his head in regret.
Sard, however, knew very well that the attitude was normal in other times, but right now, it suggested that the pope had made up his mind. Rebels were ten thousand times more terrible than heretics, and the rebels who intended to steal his power and murder him were a million times so. Such people must be crushed without any mercy!
There was absolutely no possibility for peace. The reason why the pope spoke with a mixture of language and divine power was to ease his wariness. He had yet to figure out Sard's secrets and supporters yet.
Sard raised his head, his panic a moment ago entirely gone. His beard and his hair stretched out, making him look like a real saint who was going to be sacrificed for the glory of the Lord. He berated, ”The popes have stolen the power and honor of the Lord and falsely claimed to be the spokespersons and embodiments of the Lord on earth, whose rank is closest to the Lord! They are the greatest heretics! I've heard the teaching of the Lord and won the support of the Angel King, and I'm going to eliminate the greatest devil that is you today!”
”It seems that your mind has truly been blinded by your so-called secrets.” Benedict II raised his staff.
While they were talking, Natasha had seized every moment to conceal the supernatural abilities in her, leaving Paradise on Earth quietly and solemnly. Although she had 'Sword of Truth', a level-three legendary item, she did not have any confidence to survive the battle between the pope and Sard. She only wished that Paradise on Earth could resist their first wave of attacks.
Sard did not say anything else. His vibe changed, and something else hallowed and supreme appeared in his body, allowing him to get rid of Benedict II's lock and blink to the sky.
That performance was definitely the peak of legendary!
”The devil who steals the power of the Lord, accept your trial!”
Holding his staff, Benedict II tore apart the space and followed Sard to the clouds on his opposite side.
”You are one, and everyone.”
”you are the moment, and forever.”
”You are the creator, and master.”
As he chanted the quotes from the Cannon, Sard seemed to be in a different world. Overwhelming, sacred brilliance flowed out of his body while he eyed everything from the high sky.
All the believers in Rentato were somehow moved to tears of joy at the same time. They followed him to pray:
”You are one, and everyone.”
”you are the moment, and forever.”
…
The ocean of light in Paradise on Earth settled, and the tides that were shaking in the battle of legends calmed down. Gentle, pacifying hymns spread out:
”You are one, and everyone.”
”you are the moment, and forever.”
…
On Sard's face, wrinkles appeared at a visible speed. His skin became lackluster, making him look like a dry corpse. He raised his right hand, and the projection of the seven-floored Mountain Paradise appeared in the sky, eclipsing the sun with its holy brilliance. The wonderful, pleasant songs and praises echoed at the same time, and infinite light began to gather on the infinite cluster of light on the seventh floor.
The familiar scene undoubtedly suggested one thing, which was that Sard was also capable of…
”God's Arrival!”
As a qualified schemer, his own strength was always the foundation of all plans!
”So, you accepted his strength and got in touch with that secret, too. You took even one more step further than the heretic in the north. No wonder you are bold enough to try to claim the throne. But are you not worried that you will run out of your lifeforce and die?” The pope suddenly said in the most primitive way, both somewhat surprised and feeling that it was within his expectations. ”Did you enchant the Angel King, or were you enchanted by him? What did you run into in the World of Souls?”
Sard looked at Benedict II with his eyes that had turned dirty again. ”I may not necessarily die if I use God's Arrival, but I'll be dead for sure if I am captured by you. There can only be one person in this world who can know the secret. As for what I ran into, you can interrogate me after you catch me.”
Their communication was on the mental level, and it was accomplished in only one moment.
Benedict II smiled and raised the staff in his hand again. The sacred brilliance that was even more overwhelming, supreme and majestic spread out and enshrouded him, while he chanted piously and quickly:
”You are one, and everyone.”
”you are the moment, and forever.”
”You are the creator, and master.”
The believers in Rentato, in the entire Holm parish and in the Holy City, as well as all of the clerics in the few places, were even more moved and delighted. They joined the prayer:
”You are one, and everyone.”
”you are the moment, and forever.”
…
Benedict II's deep eyes seemed to contain countless brilliant stars that were connected into a cross. Behind him, the projection of Mountain Paradise arrived in hymns and light. It was even clearer than Sard's. Also, it severely disrupted Sard's God's Arrival. It took Sard a long time to stabilize it again.