Chapter 411
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Chapter 411: Fairness.JPG
The blind saintess is trying to connect the fragments of heaven and the heavenly scroll.
The successive deaths of the templars have caused her to become mentally distracted.
She could not be deceived by the commotion. Though most of her attention was focused on the fragments of heaven, she was surprised to notice that her own spatial barrier had been torn apart. Below the pure white holy cloth, her eyes had already been burned, yet she could still perceive…
Brightness.
A dazzling golden light reached the sanctuary.
Heroic spirits are not humans. They possess the Heroic Spirit Principle and tend to be a higher-dimensional life form. They can directly perceive the shape of another person’s soul.
"The Golden Clan." The saintess’s voice sounded soft and gentle. "After disappearing for five hundred years, how come you’ve appeared now?"
"You are a heroic spirit. You can be reincarnated. So, aren’t I allowed to die and be reborn?" The emperor’s tone was cold and contemptuous.
Bai Wei didn’t touch the exclamation mark on the other person’s head without thinking.
He knew exactly what the purple exclamation mark meant.
But it wouldn’t be appropriate, at least not now.
The Sacred Religionsaintess, or the second-grade heroic spirit, once caught in a entanglement, many things would become unclear.
To approach her, he had to do it with a different identity, using the Golden Power and talking to her in an emperor’s posture, maintaining an opposite stance.
… Luckily, he had enough disguises.
The saintess naturally didn’t know how complicated Bai Wei’s feelings were at the moment. She said casually, "If you are a member of the Golden Clan, you should naturally be planning how to enrich the country. If that’s the case, you shouldn’t consider opposing me and The Sacred Religion…"
With just one sentence, the emperor left her speechless.
"– Are you teaching me how to do things?"
The saintess sighed, saying, "The golden clan is indeed arrogant."
The emperor continued, "Leave Broken Paradise, and we allow you to depart safely."
The saintess calmly retorted, "The fragments of heaven are remnants of the Supreme Will. It is unreasonable for you to forcefully take them."
"Since it is a forced act, what reason is there to consider?" The emperor coldly laughed.
The fragments of heaven must never fall into her hands, for if they are integrated into the heavenly scroll, dreadful things will happen.
The Sacred Religion will not simply open the gateway to heaven and let these people come and go. They will mercilessly slaughter most of the non-human races here, using the remaining people as bargaining chips to negotiate resources and aid from other countries.
Such things have happened before.
The Sacred Religion claims it as "illegal entry," but in reality, their treatment methods are similar to how they treat prisoners of war.
As humans, they are fortunate, as long as they believe in the holy teachings, they will be treated equally. However, other races have a miserable fate. They either die immediately or are sent to the mines to work until they are exhausted and perish.
When it comes to the position involving national hatred, there’s no point in saying anything.
Bai Wei also has no intention of persuading the other person with nice words, what’s the use of words when fists work?
Being a villain means taking all the blame, becoming the scapegoat for the emperor.
Display a firm and decisive attitude.
If you don’t give it, I can take it by force!
If our words don’t match, there’s no need for further discussion.
The saintess became slightly angry, the deaths of several templars didn’t affect her, she had long been used to it, but the fragments of heaven must not be touched by anyone else.
Heroic spirits have memories from their previous lives, the Saintess of Justice in her past life was also a believer in the Supreme Will and was one of the saints posthumously appointed by following the Supreme Will.
Now that she has returned to the Sacred Religion and become a saintess, she has an obligation to dedicate her power to the Supreme Will.
But in her previous life, she existed in the faraway Dark Age, not the present era. Naturally, she never had the opportunity to encounter the Golden Clan.
But history always leaves its mark. She could sense an unprecedented danger from this man, as well as a grand and noble feeling.
The Golden Clan is truly powerful, they possess a top-level mysterious heritage that rivals heroic spirits.
The opponent’s soul is so solid, it is no less impressive than a second-grade heroic spirit.
The Blind Saintess didn’t dare to be careless. She took out her heroic spirit weapon and played a melodious tune. The sound spread through the sanctuary, accompanied by the singing and bell chimes of sacred hymns.
The Blind Saintess’s heroic spirit weapon is a flag, which is the symbol of the holy religion. However, it is unusually simple, and the flagpole beneath it is just an ordinary piece of wood.
It looks very rough.
But precisely because it is rough, it is worth being wary of.
To give an example, what does the Holy Grail look like in history? Is it like those dazzling golden ones in "Type-Moon"?
No, the actual Holy Grail is just an ordinary wooden cup.
The more fancy it looks, the smaller its actual effect may be. The simple and heroic spirit armor proves the ancient origin of this saintess.
And ancient means a high level of mystery. In the realm of second-grade heroic spirits, the older it is, the stronger it is.
Bai Wei is not sure about the saintess’ identity in her past life, but he can guess that she was probably a follower of the Supreme Will, maybe even a saint.
Ordinary second-grade heroic spirits, Bai Wei’s current abilities can handle them to some extent, but if it’s a top-level second-grade heroic spirit… it’s hard to say if he can match them. His powers haven’t fully recovered yet.
However, something unexpected happened to Bai Wei.
The Blind Saintess placed the flag on the ground and declared, "I demand a fair duel."
The power of the flag spread out, and she spoke again, "Seal the mysteries of both sides."
The flag waved, and then a bright light shot up into the sky. She clasped her hands together and knelt down, as if waiting for a decision to pass through some kind of review process.
After a moment, a ray of light fell down and a decision was made by a Heroic Spirit Principle.
– Agreed.
A bright light fell down, Bai Wei’s shoulder sank, and the Golden Power was once again blocked, but not completely.
Bai Wei shook his hand and, to put it simply, if the current Golden Power is at level fifty, it has been sealed to level five.
"Are you planning to abandon the Heroic Spirit Principle and fight me head-on?" The emperor realized the other person’s intentions, feeling a mix of laughter and frustration.
One-on-one, no use of magic, both sides restrained like wearing shackles, it’s quite fair and just.
"You call yourself an emperor, although I don’t know which emperor of which empire, but… emperors usually don’t personally go to the battlefield," said the Blind Saintess.
"It seems like you think I’m a wealthy son who doesn’t fight," the emperor said calmly. "But what about you? Even saints know how to go to the battlefield. Can you lift a sword with those delicate arms? Can you hold up a shield?"
"You’ll understand soon enough," replied the Blind Saintess in a calm tone.
"I am not a man who shows mercy to women." The emperor said coldly, "Even bullying a blind person will damage my dignity."
In a previous life, mentor also went through hardships and taught Liliana swordsmanship and physical skills. However, Bai Wei never used weapons in his previous life, only fighting with his bare hands and using spells. Gandalf’s combination of staff and sword doesn’t suit him.
Bai Wei thought she was asking for trouble. Suddenly, he saw two vague figures in his line of sight. He turned his head and felt a sharp wind brushing against his shoulder, hitting the stone pillar and stirring up a cloud of dust and debris.
"…" Bai Wei twitched his eyes as he looked at the aftermath of the fist thrown without any weapons, then glanced at the saintess standing ten meters away.
The fist that Blind Saintess had just thrown was just a simple probing, like a simple warm-up exercise before working out.
She took off her nun’s headdress and tied up her golden hair after straightening the fabric strips.
At this moment, from under the saintess’s loose robe, she revealed her partially hidden hands.
Those hands were wrapped in white boxing wraps, with the joints specially wrapped, indicating that they were professional and capable of inflicting pain.
"A saint’s hands and feet are the best weapons." The saintess looked at the silent emperor and asked, "Do you want to continue, Emperor of the Empire?"
"No one who survived during the Dark Age had an easy time." Bai Wei acknowledged her strength. "But you didn’t actually land that punch just now."
"I know," the saintess silently pulled out a pair of knuckledusters from her pocket, greatly increasing her attack power. "Now, we can begin."
Bai Wei, "…"
It was evident that she was well-prepared, carrying knuckledusters with her, suppressing people of the same level, and then unleashing punches… Such fairness, so fair. Just to be fair, can you take off one knuckleduster and give it to me?
Where did the Pope find this kind of saintess with her bald head? I still miss the more traditional saintess like Cecilia, who doesn’t constantly rely on deliberate punching techniques.
There are a few points to criticize in his heart, but the pressure is also quite high. After much consideration, Bai Wei made a decision that went against his ancestors.
The saintess swung her fist fiercely, the wind of her punches chilly. Even without relying on the Heroic Spirit Principle, her combat level had reached an astonishing level of sixty.
Punch techniques above level fifty were already capable of shattering the Holy Domain defense constructed by Holy Domain Mages, breaking space with a single punch.
Because of the fair rules, her punches could shatter space, but only bit by bit.
However, this was enough to defeat anyone. When the fist came crashing, ordinary people couldn’t stop it.
The heavenly sanctuary exploded with a deafening thunder, lightning flashing and electric serpents dancing.
The unbeatable and incredibly fast punches from the saintess stopped. She cautiously took a few steps back and gazed at the center of the flashing lightning and thunder.
Bai Wei’s shoulders were surrounded by flickering electricity as the Golden Engraving opened. A continuous flow of ether was transformed into golden lightning, resembling a whirlwind of thunder.
He made a decision that went against his ancestors, using magic with the identity of an emperor… His mentor looked at him and immediately burst into tears.
This is the unique spell created by the witch Snow Leopard, Thundercloud Avatar.