Chapter 635: Cheering Crowd (2/2)

Meanwhile, Han Shuo was personally guided by the Calamity Pope to the shrine. Along the way, all those young disciples who had heard of Han Shuo’s name watched him attentively without concealing the admiration in their eyes.

There were even some of the young and pretty disciples watching Han Shuo with their beautiful and fiery eyes. They brazenly cast coquettish glances at him as though wishing they could throw themselves into Han Shuo’s embrace, surrounding themselves in the scent of such an overwhelmingly powerful man.

Unlike the Church of Light, the Calamity Church held a much more liberal attitude about relationships. Besides, the Calamity Church was a religious organization that didn’t give much scruples about their conducts. Han Shuo’s conduct and deeds throughout the years, deliberately publicized by the Pope and others, had simply become the behavioral norm for these church members.

The crowd of young disciples was suddenly swept by an atmosphere to worship Han Shuo. It was more intense than anyone had imagined.

The podgy Pope led Han Shuo into the colossal shrine. After hailing their Pope, the crowd began to chant the name “Lord Bryan” over and over. Most of these were youngsters aware of Han Shuo’s glorious achievements. They were blazing with passion.

The Pope, who originally intended to give a brief speech, was struck that, everywhere in the shrine, people were losing their voices for “Lord Bryan”. An awkward look stretched across his face and he was left momentarily speechless.

He understood in his heart that the reason these disciples were all so passionate was because of Han Shuo’s thunderous actions. He first destroyed the Shrine of Ice and then proceeded by killing the Light Pope and their two demigods. Under the publicity of the Calamity Church, these deeds had left an extremely deep impression on these people’s hearts. They were like gasoline-soaked rags that would burn vigorously with one small spark.

After all, since the day these people joined the Church, they were brainwashed to take the Church of Light as their mortal enemy. The longer they spent living in the dark trying to hide their identities, the more deeply they recognized the inconvenience and threat that the Church of Light caused them, and subsequently, the deeper their hatred flowed.

It goes without saying what Han Shuo’s deed of annihilating the top three leaders of the Church of Light meant for these people!

Surrounded by the clamorous cheers, the Calamity Pope forced a smile through his awkwardness and said to Han Shuo, “I honestly did not expect that you would be so well-received. Why don’t give a few words and satisfy their enthusiasm!”

Han Shuo, too, was in great discomfort. He did not foresee that just by walking into the shrine, he would snatch all the limelight from the fatty, overshadowing the host as a guest.

After thinking for a moment, Han Shuo lifted his two hands and made a gesture for silence.

As Han Shuo stood at nearly two meters in height, among the crowd of disciples, his magnificent body was as noticeable as a crane in a flock of chicken. In addition to the fact that everyone had been attentively watching him, when he made that ‘hush’ gesture, the crowd turned silent in no time. It appeared that although Han Shuo hadn’t previously been part of the Calamity Church, as his deeds were just so astounding, he had long accumulated great prestige within the Church.

After raising his hands high for a few seconds, the shrine packed with people went from being as noisy as a food market to being so silent that one could hear any odd footstep. Everyone was looking at Han Shuo with excitement. They gazed at this terrible demon who had, by himself, killed several hundred thousand orcs, destroyed the Shrine of Ice, and killed the Light Pope, as they waited for him to give a speech.

“I must say that after coming to this place, I realize that the Calamity Church is very different from what I had imagined. This place is like a small city. It has almost everything and life here seems comfortable.”

“However, no matter how comfortable this place is, it is still buried miles beneath the ground, hidden, never to see the light of day; just like the identity of our church members on the surface of the continent – it must always be hidden!” Han Shuo suddenly changed his tone and raised his cold voice. The crowd turned to put on complicated emotions and sighed incessantly.

“But, it’s about time we rise from the dead and walk among the world, out in the open!” Han Shuo looked all around, took a short pause, and continued sternly, “We deserve to live on the surface, and to not be holed up under the earth! And we will kill anyone who dares obstruct us!”

“It will not be long before we can openly tell people that we are members of the Calamity Church and be respected for it! All of you will see that day!” Han Shuo shouted with confidence.

After completing the speech, the crowd kept silent for a few seconds before they collectively erupted like a volcano and started cheering as though they had won a war.

“Bryan, you seem to be more suitable to be a leader than I am. I would never have expected you to be so good at giving motivational speeches!” the Pope said frankly as he looked at Han Shuo.

These words were from the bottom of his heart. The big fatty was truly in awe to see Han Shuo make those already fanatical church members even crazier with just a few sentences. He didn’t think Han Shuo would have such skills, despite his outstanding strength.

Han Shuo let out a hollow laugh and shrugged, but did not reply.