bayedsolid Chapter 1112, Wu Heng, you have caused us so much trouble
Chapter 1112, Wu Heng, you have caused us so much trouble
"Do you think I came so late just to avoid you?" Wu Heng's sneer penetrated the roar of energy and clearly entered the other party's consciousness.
"You are looking for death!" The roar of the gods of the Holy See was like thunder exploding in the sky, shaking the surrounding space.
The golden divine spears instantly condensed into dozens of them, ready to tear through the sky and chase after those terrifying strange machines that were dragging tails of flames.
Since Wu Heng dared to launch an attack in front of him, how could he let him intercept him midway?
Almost at the same moment when the golden spear appeared, the deep purple divine power arrived first, accurately intercepting the golden light and exploding into clusters of brilliant and short-lived energy fireworks.
"It seems..." Wu Heng's voice was filled with undisguised sarcasm, "You don't really... care about the lives of your believers, do you? This frustrated look is quite different from your usual image."
The divine light of the Vatican's gods fluctuated violently, revealing their inner shock and anger.
He tried to do something, but Wu Heng didn't give him any chance. The violent purple energy turned into a huge wave, carrying a mixed breath of death, magic and decay, and launched an even more fierce attack.
He was tightly entangled, and each blow accurately interrupted his attempt to distract and intercept.
The two groups of divine power, representing completely different laws, kept colliding, tearing, and devouring each other frantically, like two living stars fighting a desperate battle.
In the following time, the gods of the Holy See tried several times to separate some of their power, even if it was just a tiny wisp of divine consciousness, to intercept the passing missiles.
But every time he tried, he was ruthlessly extinguished by the purple energy that Wu Heng had anticipated, and every time he was distracted, Wu Heng would take the opportunity to tear off a piece of his golden energy and devour it all!
He could only watch the missiles disappear completely into the sky.
"You deserve to die...!" An extremely suppressed roar came from the holy light.
A playful wave of thought emanated from Wu Heng's energy ball. "Look, you're impatient again! You've become a god and lived for countless years, so why are you still so impatient?"
"You despicable god thief! Blasphemer!" The golden holy light surged wildly, roaring to the sky.
At this moment, anyone could see that the originally brilliant and dazzling golden energy ball had obviously shrunk.
The figure of the golden-armored knight became thin and blurred, and the charging holy light beast also showed signs of fatigue, and its light was no longer as bright as it was at the beginning.
"Didn't you choose divinity? Why are you so excited? You should look further ahead." Wu Heng continued to provoke him with words, while his attacks never stopped. "What are you angry about now? Or... will this shake your foundation?"
He paused deliberately, then said slowly, "It's almost time... Calculating the distance, we should have arrived at some of the most important holy cities of your Vatican, right?"
Before he finished speaking, the ball of golden energy opposite him suddenly flashed, as if something inside suddenly collapsed and broke down!
And this unstable collapse phenomenon began to appear one after another, the light flickered, and the aura weakened at a speed visible to the naked eye!
Wu Heng knew that the opportunity he had been waiting for had finally arrived!
His purple energy ball suddenly shone brightly. It was no longer the roundabout fight as before, but instead displayed an extremely violent and aggressive devouring nature!
The whole thing was like a huge mouth of the abyss, suddenly expanding and wrapping around the unstable golden energy!
As the energy surged, countless towering skeleton generals appeared, holding giant soldiers condensed by the law of death, and launched the final general attack on the core of the golden energy!
The swallowing speed suddenly increased, the golden energy retreated step by step, and was quickly swallowed and assimilated by the purple.
Just before the dim and thin mass was about to be completely devoured and annihilated, a bone-chilling voice, devoid of any emotion, rang out from within. "This is merely a clone of the god. Do you think you've won?"
"How many more times can you use this little trick of relying on external things? The next time we meet, your divine fire will be extinguished forever!"
The tone of the voice became extremely flat, filled with an inhuman divinity, as if the rage just now had never existed.
"So..." Wu Heng said, "Are you still scared?"
"Afraid? Would I be afraid of an ignorant new god who stole the throne by luck?" The other party's tone was full of disdain.
Wu Heng's tone remained calm. "If you weren't afraid, why would you rush to explain that it was just a clone? Don't worry, everything you worry about... will come true one by one."
The opponent's energy ball began its final, futile struggle. In the final moment before its consciousness was completely devoured and annihilated, words filled with hatred and curses penetrated the energy barrier and came clearly, "I will find your divine realm... I will... completely... kill you..."
Wu Heng did not respond to any more nonsense, but simply controlled the majestic purple divine power, slowly closing it like a millstone, completely engulfing, purifying, and absorbing the last bit of struggling golden energy.
The sky temporarily returned to calm, leaving only the distorted space and the pervasive aura of destruction left after the energy collision.
……
The gray-purple energy converged like the receding tide and condensed into Wu Heng's figure again.
Standing there, I savored the newfound strength within me.
After waiting for a while, there was no system prompt. It seemed that devouring the clone could not unlock the other party's priesthood.
And inside his body, there was only an increase in energy, and he felt like he had more powerful divine power than before.
At this moment, the central square of Treasure Island has become a ruin.
Houses collapsed, beams and pillars broke, and rubble mixed with the dry firewood originally used for executions was scattered everywhere.
As the suffocating pressure in the sky gradually dissipated, brave people began to cautiously poke their heads out from behind the ruins around them.
A figure staggered out from behind a pile of rubble.
"Island...Island Master? Did you win?"
Wu Heng turned around and said with a smile, "Well, I won!"
The person who asked the question had a look of ecstasy in his eyes, "Sir, you really won. We can live a good life again."
"Yeah!" Wu Heng smiled and didn't say much.
Then, he glanced at the surrounding ruins and snapped his fingers lightly.
The next moment, the surroundings began to change.
All the collapsed bricks and broken wood were rewound rapidly like an inverted image.
In the blink of an eye, the destroyed houses rose from the ground one by one and returned to their original neat appearance.
Even the mottled marks on the wall disappeared.
More and more figures came out from their hiding places. Most of them were followers and priests of the Lingqi Sect, wearing tattered clothes but with fiery eyes.
Seeing this scene, they no longer had any doubts and knelt down in the direction of Wu Heng. They were so excited that they could hardly control themselves. Their voices choked with sobs and they shouted devoutly:
"Praise you! Great Pope of the Spiritual Enlightenment Church!"
“Thank you, Lord, for saving us!”
The sound waves gradually gathered and echoed over the restored square.
And further away, the dignitaries of the various chambers of commerce and celebrities from the surrounding areas who were forcibly invited by the Holy See to "watch the ceremony" were completely plunged into another kind of shock and fear.
They huddled together, staring in amazement at the restored building, at the fanatical believers kneeling on the ground, and at the black-haired young man standing calmly in the middle of the scene.
"Holy Spirit...what did I see? Wu Heng...Wu Heng won? He defeated a true God?" One person's voice trembled, and he could hardly organize his words.
"This is impossible... How could the gods be defeated?" Another person rubbed his eyes vigorously.
"Could it be... Could it be that the Wuheng Island Master has also... become a god?"
This speculation was like thunder, exploding in everyone's hearts and bringing unparalleled horror.
"Gods... aren't they legends? Could it be that the realm above heroes is... God?" someone muttered to himself, his worldview experiencing an unprecedented impact.
They whispered to each other and exchanged looks of horror and disbelief.
The reality before them tells them that the world's pattern will probably change completely from today on.
Wu Heng ignored the commotion in the distance.
At his signal, the remaining skeleton warriors began to efficiently clean up the battlefield and search for the remaining clergy of the Church on the island.
Believers and priests also took action spontaneously to help clean up the island.
……
After explaining the matters here, Wu Heng returned to the island master's mansion.
The once luxurious and exquisite decoration has been completely replaced, revealing the rigidity and solemnity unique to the Vatican.
The door to the vault in the basement was open, and everything inside had already been looted.
The layout of each room has also changed completely, and there is no trace of the past.
Wu Heng went up to the top floor and pushed open the door of the alchemy laboratory.
This place has been preserved, with various glassware, tubes, and crucibles placed in a messy but intact manner, covered with dust. It was obviously used as a useless storage room by later generations.
His eyes swept across the corner, and a casually placed object caught his attention [Moonlight Crystal].
This rare object was mixed in with a pile of ordinary alchemical materials and covered with thick dust.
"These guys don't know what they're talking about!"
[Moonlight Crystal] is a natural wonder and an important item used to make high-level corpse core potions.
Wu Heng chuckled, brushed off the dust on the crystal, and put it away.
The potion is of no use to me, but making high-level potions and giving them to the women at home can also increase a lot of their properties.
Just as he was looking at this laboratory full of memories, hurried footsteps were heard outside the door.
A wood elf woman wearing the robes of a Lingqi Church priest walked in. She looked a little tired, but her eyes were bright.
Upon seeing Wu Heng, she immediately placed her right hand on her chest and bowed deeply, "Great God of Inspiration, may your glory shine forever..."
"No need to be so polite, just be casual in private." Wu Heng smiled gently and pointed to the chair next to him, asking her to sit down.
He recognized her; she was one of the first core priests trained and promoted by Shannara.
"Thank you, Lord God." The Wood Elf priest carefully sat down as instructed, his posture still respectful, but his tone much more fluent. "Reporting to the Lord, the remaining clergy of the Church on the island have been completely cleared out. The Skeleton Warriors are assisting the residents with the repair work, and order has been basically restored."
Wu Heng nodded and asked, "Is there still an association on the island?"
"Gone! The previous association building was occupied by the Vatican and became their base for handling local affairs. It is now vacant." The priest answered clearly.
"Yeah." Wu Heng expressed his understanding.
The priest hesitated for a moment before continuing, "Sir, most of the dignitaries who were previously forcibly invited by the Vatican to 'watch the ceremony' are terrified and want to leave the island... Do you think you can let them go?"
"Open the port. Anyone who wants to leave can leave. There is no need to stop them." Wu Heng said without hesitation.
It’s not a bad thing for these people to leave.
They will become the best messengers, quickly spreading the news that 'On Treasure Island, the God of Inspiration defeated the gods of the Church'.
When people realize that the gods are not invincible, the prestige accumulated by the Holy See over thousands of years will plummet, and the reputation of the Lingqi Church will rise to an unprecedented height.