Chapter 1103 - 895: Challenge the Bronze Guardian God (Part 2)

Chapter 1103: Chapter 895: Challenge the Bronze Guardian God (Part 2)

Chun was speechless: "Wait for the ransom then..."

Tifa huffed: "You’re really not showing any respect for the City Beauty."

Chun was taken aback: "How am I not respecting her?"

Tifa gestured an OK with one hand and poked a circle with the other: "Obviously—uh—uh—uh!!"

Chun was dumbfounded. This was just too... Honestly, it’s eye-searing, given she’d shape-shifted into a man’s appearance. But—

Chun changed the subject: "Suppose, in your current form, you captured the City Beauty, what would you do?"

Tifa perked up: "If I captured Fafnir, I would tie her limbs apart, and then I’d—uh—uh—"

Chun laughed: "Do you have what it takes in that form?"

Tifa chuckled: "I’ll pull it out for you to see—"

As soon as she spoke, Tifa flicked her black robe, revealing a whirl-like thing spinning inside!

Holy Shit!!

Chun felt like his eyes were nearly blinding; so, is Tifa essentially a Little Sister of the Spirit?

Just then, Chun suddenly felt a slight tremor on the ground!

Tifa immediately got serious: "Prepare—"

...

Divine Throne Hall of the Bronze Church.

Metatron sat high on the Divine Throne, and once the novelty wore off, he immediately felt like it was akin to being in prison, no, like being dead.

He wanted to go for a walk but feared exposure. There was nothing more boring than this. So this is what it feels like to be a Guardian God?

Now, he could only watch their livestreams.

The boss’s livestream was full of blurry Cheers, no need to watch. Uriel was still practicing his toilet-splashing skill, no need to watch. Sariel and Raphael were sailing, open seas as far as the eye could see, they were even more boring.

He could only watch Sela and the four noble ladies of the Black Dragon Lord shopping and chatting—they were even more boring. Watching Uriel poke the toilet would at least be stress-relieving.

But Gabriel was actually into it, as if he was also shopping: "Sela, after viewing this gallery, head to the horror botanical garden next door, it’s fun there."

Metatron couldn’t stand it: "Why not, go check out that village flower lady from the slums? Sela, if you want to replace the president, you’ll eventually have to control the Southern Canyon Village, get acquainted first."

Sela suddenly snapped out of it: "True!"

Gabriel huffed: "No, White is my person. Sela, stop trying to poach, okay?"

Sela laughed even more: "I’m going to test her loyalty."

Gabriel got anxious: "You’re such a Bitch!"

So after leaving the gallery, Sela said: "Ladies, just looking at the city’s prosperity is not fun, how about going to the slums?"

The group was excited, not opposing at all: "Sure!"

Thus they made their way to the slums, receiving various speculative, fearful, and greedy looks from the hooligans and residents. But even the most eager hooligan, ready to step forward to cause trouble, retreated, deterred by the visible aura of the Nun.

Sela laughed heartily: "Indeed, the Black Dragon Lord, mortals are like ants before her."

Metatron sighed: "She must have suppressed her own power to the level of the Crow Master, or she would alert the Guardian God."

Sela chuckled: "Indeed, Mei quickly got accustomed to the business of being a Guardian God."

As they chatted and laughed, they arrived at White’s clinic.

Outside the clinic, there was a lineup of people waiting for medicine.

Sela laughed: "This is quite like the astrology old lady’s shop."

Under the aura of the Black Dragon Lord, the queuing poor quickly made way: "After you, my lord!"

Sela laughed: "We heard that this clinic is well-known, just came to take a look, sorry for the intrusion."

The poor people said in unison: "We are lucky that it’s well-known, please donate to the clinic, my lords!"

The four young ladies burst out laughing: "Donation?"

At this moment, White quickly came out to greet them: "Welcome everyone—"

The Black Dragon Lord immediately noticed the room full of Mermaid posters: "What is this?"

White said: "This is the Oak Sage, Silver Sage, and Divine Throne Helen’s thank-you gift for coming to support us."

The Black Dragon Lord asked further: "But I just heard outside that patients have to pray to the Guardian God before receiving medicine inside?"

White said with sweat: "Yes, first to thank the Oak Guardian God."

The Black Dragon Lord looked around: "This house is rather nice."

Sela was puzzled: "This is a century-old house in the slums?"

The Black Dragon Lord didn’t answer, his eyes glowing at the statue of the Oak Guardian God.

Sela and Gabriel were puzzled: "What is she looking at?"

White suddenly, a little unnaturally, blocked the statue and asked: "May I ask boldly, who are you?"

Sela laughed: "I am a Wandering Nun of the Empire, serving as an Elder in the Broken Bottle Commerce Association in Black Iron City, also passing through the Southern Canyon Village occasionally."

White was amazed: "Broken Bottle Commerce Association? I’m from Southern Canyon Village."

Sela laughed: "I know, so I came to see you specifically."

White asked again: "And this one is—"

Sela said: "My mentor—"

Then she paused, not knowing what alias the Black Dragon Lord was using here.

The Black Dragon Lord said: "Artistutaia, the current Bishop of the Twilight Nun Church!"

Uriel almost burst out laughing: "Is there such a church? She’s actually using her real name!"

Gabriel laughed: "Isn’t this better? I just said earlier that we should seize the opportunity to establish a church for the mentor right here, giving Sela, the fake nun, an official title. Now, isn’t the church here?"

White was dumbfounded, hurriedly saluting: "Ah, pleased to meet you, Bishop."

The Black Dragon Lord said: "I heard earlier from the poor outside that the clinic needs donations?"

White was both terrified and a bit expectant: "Yes, because the clinic provides free treatment and medicine to the poor..."

The Black Dragon Lord said: "I can donate one million Mining Coins, but on the condition that you also enshrine a statue from my Twilight Sect here. Anyway, you have Mermaids, Guardian Gods, one more isn’t too many, right?"

The lords were all amazed: "How much does she value this place?"

White was even more anxious: "The Mermaids are in the form of posters, it has to be non-official."

The Black Dragon Lord laughed: "You mean I should make it entertaining too?"

White said with sweat: "Yes, or else..."

The Black Dragon Lord laughed: "Understood!"

With that, she took out a clump of gemstone, then began to rub and ignite it with her hands, the gemstone engulfed in a fuzzy high-pressure flame ring, melting and expanding, with the whole room flashing with melting brilliance!

Hand-rubbing gemstones!!

This display of strength not only stunned the lords but also completely shocked White and the attendants and surrounding onlookers!

Finally, as the light faded away, a flamboyant, sexy swimsuit beauty statue, exactly like her, appeared—not a statue, clearly a figure!

Her name was even engraved on the swimsuit!

The Black Dragon Lord smiled and asked: "This shouldn’t be formal, just put it next to the Guardian God’s statue so everyone can see at a glance, is that alright?"

White stared agape: "It, it’s fine!"

The Black Dragon Lord directly tossed out a box: "Sorry, the Wandering Nun doesn’t have a bank card, so I’m donating cash! If any thief dares to steal it, just chant my name, and this statue will fly up to guard!"

From outside, the poor shouted: "Nun, with us protecting it, no one will dare to steal it."

The Black Dragon Lord was very pleased: "Great, then, I won’t disturb you further, carry on."

...

At this point, the Ten Lords were both amazed and bewildered!

Although Sela didn’t understand it, she felt like a major task was accomplished.

Just then, Metatron suddenly heard the church bell give an alarm: the Guardian God’s armor alerting: Warning! You detected the imminent appearance of an Evil God, immediately activate the Alternate Space Teleportation Divine Magic, and prepare for battle!

Metatron was astounded: "Does the Evil God appear right when it notices the Guardian God is not around?"

A brand new operating map interface appeared. On the map, the Evil God was marked at an underground location. At the same time, two human-like figures were also marked above ground.

Who are these two people?

No time to think more, the armor automatically activated the divine magic, and in the next moment, the scene changed!

The city immediately became the background, and Metatron, bathed in dazzling golden light, appeared in mid-air in a blurry space.

And in that instant, the ground exploded! Like a mountain mine being detonated...