Chapter 633: Are you worthy? (1/2)

GDK 633: Are you worthy?

“Cardinal, mind your words!” the plump Pope chided in a displeased tone.

Within the Calamity Church, only the Pope could make Kironlo feel apprehensive because, in the whole religious organization, he was the only person on his level in terms of strength. Therefore, when Kironlo was scolded, he immediately realized that he had spoken inappropriately and needed to exercise some restraint.

“He is stronger than I’m!” the six-horned tribal king said in an indifferent voice after he glanced at Han Shuo.

“What? He is stronger than you?” Kironlo was deeply shocked and at a loss. He found the six-horned tribal king’s words very difficult to believe.

Except for the big fat Pope, many of the cardinals in the hall couldn’t conceal the appall in their hearts and stared at Han Shuo with wide open eyes that flickered like strobe lights. They were rapidly turning over in their minds, perhaps recalculating their schemes.

“Yes. He is stronger than I and stronger than every single person in this room!” the six-horned tribal king gave recognition to Han Shuo’s valiant strength, leaving the cardinals no room for doubt.

The crowd in the room knew that the six-horned tribal king was definitely not one to talk nonsense. Their unanimous instinctive response was to be more mindful towards Han Shuo. Some of those cardinals who had reached an agreement with Kironlo in private beforehand even started to reconsider if they should actually honor the agreement.

“Impossible… Impossible… “ Kironlo murmured to himself in disbelief. His heart was in confusion and disarray. Although the two were in the basegod realm, their actual strengths were not precisely equivalent. Having previously fought the six-horned tribal king along with the Pope, Kironlo recognized that as the six-horned tribal king possessed a unique method of attacking the soul, his true strength was slightly above that of himself and the Pope’s.

As the only remaining original cardinal of the Calamity Church, Kironlo had previously dealt blows with the Pope of the Church of Light. He knew that most of the Light Pope’s great power was dependent on his use of divine weapons. However, even in that case, the strength that the Light Pope possessed was around the same level as his and there wasn’t much of a gap between them.

Based on that understanding, Kironlo surmised that Han Shuo could finish off the Light Pope by mere luck, but likely wouldn’t be able to defeat the six-horned tribal king. That was the reason behind his unceasing provocation. He wasn’t just hoping for the six-horned tribal king to humiliate Han Shuo, he wanted to get rid of him.

Never did he expect, however, that the six-horned tribal king had encountered Han Shuo earlier and that the strength Han Shuo possessed was leagues above what he had anticipated. With that, Kironlo realized that snatching the skeletal staff from Han Shuo would be very difficult to accomplish.

“Bryan, come have a seat!” the Pope of the Calamity Church said to Han Shuo, beaming ear to ear. He was greatly pleased in his heart to see Kironlo’s ghastly expression.

No person in a high position would wish to have a backseat driver around them – the Calamity Pope was no exception. But unfortunately for the Pope, as Kironlo was very popular in the Calamity Church and possessed terrifying strength, he managed to forge a rather significant influence over the Church. This influence that Kironlo possessed even sometimes affected his policies and decisions. This made the Pope extremely discontented.

However, given Kironlo’s identity, no matter how resentful he felt, there was nothing that he could do about him. It was only natural that the big man rejoiced to see Kironlo overwhelmed by Han Shuo.

Han Shuo was not overly courteous. He bluntly walked to the big fatty and sat on an empty seat straightforwardly. He showed no reservation.

Meanwhile, as the Pope greeted Han Shuo, Kironlo put on a friendly smile and yelled at the six-horned tribal king of the Soul Race in a cordial manner, “Come, our honored six-horned guest, come sit with me.”

During this period of time, Kironlo had deliberately and constantly tried to rope in the six-horned tribal king, at which he had certainly succeeded. It was his belief that the six-horned tribal king would surely go to him after hearing his shout.

However, in life, not everything goes as expected. Not only did the six-horned tribal king not acknowledge his call, but contrary to everybody’s expectations, the six-horned tribal king walked directly towards Han Shuo as though he didn’t hear Kironlo at all.

Kironlo’s face turned even more unsightly. His cold, gloomy eyes scanned Han Shuo and the six-horned tribal king. No one knew what was on his mind.

After taking a seat next to Han Shuo, the six-horned tribal king looked at Han Shuo impatiently, and hesitated for a moment before he finally asked, “Those energy stones, can you tell me where you found them?”