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Why did Project Holy Sword become so radical?
The answer seems to be right in front of us.
An answer she absolutely refused to believe, and dared not believe.
Zhou Ye watched this scene quietly, his face expressionless. He looked at Kokober with the same gaze he would give a madman like Yang, who had pressed the nuclear launch button and was now content to await his death.
"Are you satisfied now, you lackeys of the church?"
Kokober let out a final burst of maniacal laughter.
"Everything you believe in, everything you sacrifice your lives for, is just an empty shell! A lie!"
"puff--"
He spat out a mouthful of black blood, could no longer hold on, his body went limp and he collapsed to the ground, his breath rapidly fading.
The entire square fell into an even more deathly silence than before.
Only Xenovia, Irina, and Griseldaquata's heavy breathing were clearly heard in the night wind.
Their faith is crumbling.
Chapter 190 The White Dragon Emperor Makes His Debut
The sound of faith collapsing is actually very quiet.
It was a silent shattering that started from within.
Xenovia's hand holding the King's Sword trembled, not from fear, but because everything that supported her in wielding the sword was being pulled away.
She was taught from a young age that the Lord is all-knowing and all-powerful.
She was trained from childhood to give everything for the glory of our Lord.
As a result, the Lord died?
Then what is she? A pathetic fanatic who has lived to this day because of a lie?
Irina Wisteria was in even worse condition; the light in her eyes was rapidly fading, replaced by an empty, blank stare.
Even Griselda Quarta, the experienced battle nun, could only bite her lower lip tightly, letting the taste of blood spread in her mouth, but she couldn't utter a single word of rebuttal.
Kirkbor's words were incredibly harsh.
He not only presented the conclusion, but also provided "evidence" that they could not refute.
The coexistence of saint and demon.
Rias and Sona, as demon nobles, were not as greatly shocked by this event as the church members, but they were still deeply shaken.
The God of the Bible perished together with the four original demon kings.
They had glimpsed fragments of this legend in their family's ancient records, but it had always been classified as top secret.
Now, this secret, which is enough to shake the foundations of the three forces, has been revealed in public by a madman.
"This is... a huge mess I've made." Sona rubbed her forehead, feeling a headache she'd never felt before.
Zhou Ye looked around, taking in everyone's reactions.
[A collapse of faith? That's standard procedure. For these children who have been brainwashed since childhood, it's definitely a devastating blow.]
【but……】
His gaze rose upwards, looking at the empty clouds shrouded in night.
Aren't you tired after watching the show for so long?
Zhou Ye suddenly spoke, breaking the suffocating silence.
His voice wasn't loud, but it clearly drowned out everyone else's breathing.
"Hey, you little white dragon over there, aren't you going to say a few words?"
Little White Dragon?
Everyone present, except for Zhou Ye's family, was stunned.
Who is he talking to?
Rias and Sona followed his gaze, but could see nothing.
Just as they were wondering, Zhou Ye finished speaking, and the clouds in the sky suddenly parted to the sides, and a dazzling white streak of light, like a comet tearing through the night, descended from the sky!
The streak of light drew an elegant arc in the air, eventually hovering a few meters above the ground before slowly descending.
As the light faded, a boy in a school uniform with short, silver-white hair appeared before everyone.
He looked to be about the same age as Kiba Yuto, but the otherworldly aura and unfathomable magic power emanating from him made all the demons present feel a sense of oppression originating from their bloodline.
What is most striking is the pair of pure white dragon wings that stretch out behind him.
[White Dragon Emperor's Wings of Light]!
Legend has it that it is one of the thirteen God-Slaying Gears, on par with the Crimson Dragon Emperor's Gauntlets!
Rias's heart sank to the bottom in an instant.
Another monster.
The newcomer was none other than the current White Dragon Emperor, Vali Lucifer.
After landing, Valery Lucifer didn't even glance at Zhou Ye.
His gaze swept lightly over the three distraught church members who couldn't accept reality, a playful smile curving his lips.
He repeated the cruel truth in a matter-of-fact tone.
"What's so strange about the God of the Bible being dead?"
His voice had a clear, youthful quality, but his words were colder than Kirkbor's curse.
"Are we supposed to hold a grand funeral for him with all the crying and wailing?"
"Wali! Walli! Help me!"
When Kokober, who was lying on the ground, saw Vali appear, his eyes blazed with a strong will to survive.
He grasped at the last straw, desperately reaching out for help.
Vali then turned his gaze to him, his eyes filled with no sympathy, no pity, only undisguised disgust.
"Everyone, Kirkbor will be handled by the Fallen Angels organization, the Son of God Watchers, so we won't trouble you any further."
He announced this to Rias and Sona in an unquestionable tone.
"death penalty?"
Rias asked instinctively.
Vali shook his head, a cruel smile on his face.
"Do not."
"Governor Azazel executed him by imprisoning him in the deepest, coldest hell, Cocytus."
"forever!"
Wa chewed the last two words vigorously, as if savoring something delicious.
Upon hearing that he was to be imprisoned in an eternal, icy hell, Kirkbor completely broke down.
That's worse than death!
"No! Azazel can't do this to me!"
He roared like a madman, trying to defend himself.
"I have served the fallen angels! I have shed blood for the fallen angels!"
Vali interrupted him coldly, his eyes filled with disdain.
"But you have also caused a huge disaster, and not just this time."
"Most importantly, you never want to take any responsibility for the trouble you cause!"
This statement effectively sealed Kirkbor's fate.
He collapsed to the ground, whimpering incoherently, like a stray dog whose spine had been removed.
[Tsk, the Fallen Angels have pretty serious internal problems. That old fox Azazel is using me to clean house.]
Zhou Ye mentally complained.
However, we can't just take them away like this; the bill hasn't been paid yet.
"Alright, is your internal soap opera over?"
Zhou Ye's voice rang out again, seemingly out of place.
Vali's brow finally furrowed. Wouldn't it be better to stop here for now?
"This guy ruined my territory, scared my men, and even tried to hurt my woman."
Zhou Ye counted on his fingers, one by one.
"Compensation for emotional distress, site repair costs, medical expenses for family members, lost wages..."
Every time he mentioned something, Nami next to him would jot it down in her little notebook as if she were doing it herself, while muttering to herself.
"Don't worry, boss, this bill will be absolutely lavish!"
Zhou Ye finally looked at Wali and shrugged.
"Therefore, no one can take this spoils away until I receive compensation."
The whole audience was silent.
Rias and Sona, along with their retinues, all looked at Zhou Ye with expressions of utter disbelief, as if he were a god.
What time has it been!
The opponent is none other than the current White Dragon Emperor! A top-tier powerhouse wielding the [God-Slaying Tool]!
You're actually... collecting a debt from him?