The Lord Is Too Overbearing

Thud!

Scylla’s literal fall attracted Goap’s attention. He couldn’t help but be curious because the sound of her fall was too small for an explosion but too loud to be dismissed.

“What the… Scylla? Wasn’t she the one who told me not to underestimate humans?” Goap muttered in bewilderment. Shrugging afterwards, he said, “Well, they will sure suffer from the ire of that ancient monster.”

“Do you think this is the right time to turn your eyes away?!”

Swish!

Moving to the side, Goap dodged Zander’s sword. The sword ended up carving a deep trench in the ground, while simultaneously cutting the Demons that were unluckily standing in its way.

Swiftly spinning his body, Goap kicked Zander. He failed, however, to hit Zander since Zander had already jumped back the moment he extended his foot.

Abruptly stopping his spin, he made a sweeping motion with his hand, and casually swatted the Spell that was coming at him. It was immediately dispersed as if it didn’t pack any power, even though it came from a Seventh Circle Mage.

“That bastard… How can he be so strong?” Anthony muttered as he observed the situation that still didn’t get any better. “Just how crazy it was back then in the Age of Chaos when bastards like him still roamed the world free.”

When he had first heard the absolute demolition of his Royal Army in BA-32 by Goap, he blamed it on the incompetence of his sons. He was sure, after all, such a powerful abomination had already been extinct for two millennia.

He had forgotten the fact that Goap was an Obelisk Master however, so now he felt stupid for thinking the fight wouldn’t be as hard as long as he participated in the battle.

He was fighting together with the top 14 people and the selected Paladins in his Kingdom against Goap, but even after a few minutes, they still couldn’t land a hit on him. They had mixed feelings about it, but they were mostly embarrassed and horrified.

“Just imagining us failing to defeat him here brings me goosebumps,” Lawson muttered as he sent his Spells at Goap. “Braxtein Kingdom will disappear the moment we lose, and I bet that is what the other Kingdoms want to happen.”

Something as big as an Outbreak after two millennia must be something one needed to pay attention to. The news about it was already spread to the whole world, but none of the Kingdoms reacted more than just giving a sympathy.

Related by blood they might be, each King of the Kingdoms had a passive aggressive relationship with each other. Each generation inherited the unsettled feud that was thousands of years old.

Because of that, even though they looked like they were on good terms on the surface, they did many underhanded things to harm each other.

Anthony didn’t even bother to ask for help for that reason. He preferred to solve the problem by himself than succumb to the ridiculous conditions his fellow Kings would give him if he asked for help.

Clank!

“This bastard’s hands are tougher than Vanadium, aren’t they?” Anthony mused. Goap had just swatted his sword easily, so he wasn’t in a good mood.

“A Mana consuming and destructive Art is what going to kill this bastard, eh?” Infusing Mana into his feet, he simultaneously gathered Mana at the tip of his Vanadium Magic Sword.

Zander was still trading blows with Goap, so he waited until Zander took a step back, before kicking the ground, and thrust his sword into Goap’s chest.

The thrust was faster than one’s eyes could blink, however Goap still managed to catch the blade just a few centimetres away from his chest. The Mana Anthony had gathered, of course, didn’t go to waste, so he used this chance to burst it forth.

Boom!

Goap, unfortunately, managed to let it go and dash away just a moment before the Mana could blast him. In result, the Mana Anthony had just unleashed created a wide but shallow trench in the ground in front of him.

“Well, they can’t certainly be underestimated,” Goap muttered. “They have been attacking me furiously nonstop for the past 5 minutes.”

What made Goap astonished wasn’t the power that each of them packed, but the coordination between them. They coordinated with each other so well, they didn’t give him a single second to rest.

The close to nonexistent interval between each of their attacks made it hard for him to cast a decent Curse or simply just send them a powerful Spell.

He could quick cast a Spell, but the Knights, the Battle Mages, and the Paladins always found a way to disrupt his focus; which, in turn, cancelled the Spell he was about to quick cast.

He was irked, of course, but he could do nothing other than scaring them away with his superior power. In other words, he also couldn’t land a single hit on them, so their fight was pretty much a stalemate, which was ridiculous.

“[Purge of Sin]!”

The stalemate, in the end, had to be ended the moment the Priests that had been closely protected by the others managed to finish their Prayer. A familiar yet unfamiliar Energy—Miracle overwhelmed the air, and it made Goap uncomfortable.

“Tsk. They are finally ready to join the fight again, huh?” Goap clicked his tongue in dissatisfaction the moment the Battle Mages, the Knights, and the Paladins who had been attacking him tirelessly retreated.

He was given the time to quick cast a decent Spell or Curse because of that, but it still wouldn’t help him escape his predicament, which was the disaster the Prayer would bring upon him.

Covering his body with as much Miasma as he could, he planned to counteract the Miracle with it. The two Energies had a contradicting nature—they repelled against each other, so he expected his Miasma to negate the Prayer.

Rumble!

“This is…”

As the ground shook rapidly; Goap, while expecting a massive Miracle sphere to pulverise him, was baffled when he saw an ethereal golden cross that was twice as tall as him appeared behind him instead.

The golden cross had a very strong traction force; he felt like it could even pull his soul out. Gradually, he was pulled closer towards it, and he had no way to fight force.

“Eban!” He shouted loudly. “You will regret ever doing this to me! Remember, when this ends, I will make your soul cry in anguish!”

In response to the heated declaration, Eban cold say, “Weep all you want, Demon. The God’s judgement will never let you get away from the atrocity you have done.”

Chink!

Golden chains emerged from the ground behind the cross, and swiftly coiled themselves around Goap. His struggle stopped as soon as the chains had fully wrapped themselves around him, and he was flung to the back afterwards.

Tied to the cross with the golden chains, the scene of Goap being crucified attracted everyone’s attention—even those who were still fighting Scylla. The scene gave them hope and terror at the same time due to the rather repulsive aura it was giving off.

“May the Gods cleanse the sin in you, which is your entire existence!” Eban shouted.

In the next moment, a golden fire circled around the cross. It gave the humans nearby warmth, but charred Goap’s skin.

Expecting Goap to let out a scream of agony, Eban was disappointed to find Goap could still maintain his composure. He could even see Goap looking at him with terrifyingly murderous eyes.

Burst!

When the golden fire enveloped the entire golden cross and burned Goap that was attached to it, Eban could no longer see Goap’s murderous eyes. Still, he couldn’t shake off the terror lingering in his soul.

Powered by the Miracle of 4,000 Senior Priests, the golden fire that enveloped Goap and the area around him gradually became bigger. It also started swirling, until it eventually spun like a whirlwind.

“It is quiet… Terrifyingly so,” Jacinda muttered as she looked at the scene uncomfortably. “Either he has an extreme pain tolerance or he is never been there, both are equally terrifying.”

“Let’s look at it optimistically, Head Mistress,” Lawson commented. “What if the Prayer is so powerful that it managed to obliterate him even before he could scream?”

Staying silent for a few seconds, Jacinda eventually said, “The thing is, Lawson, it is still burning for a reason.”

As if proving Jacinda’s words right, an apparent disturbance could be seen in the golden fire half a minute after. Everyone instinctively gulped dryly; they somehow knew what was going to happen next.

BOOM!

An extremely powerful Miasma blast swept the entire battlefield, dispersing the golden fire in the blink of an eye. Many people were knocked off their feet—even some of them were flung so hard, they cracked their neck and died.

Eban, the Priests, and the Paladins were the only people who were unaffected by the phenomenon, because the Miracle Barrier they had erected sheltered them from the Miasma. They were, however, more terrified than the others.

They had an immeasurable confidence in Miracle. They believed the power that their Gods gave them would give them the ability to purge evil, so seeing the scene in front of them was utterly underwhelming.

“Well, that was enough to sober me up.”

Freed from the cross, Goap stood mightily amongst the remnants of the golden fire he had dispersed. His melted Vanadium Armour was sticking to his charred and exposed skin, but he didn’t look bothered by it.

Thud!

As he took off the small parts of armour that weren’t melted, his charred skin rapidly healed, making the melted armour sticking to his skin fall to the ground. A few seconds after, his charred skin was already as unblemished as a baby’s.

Dressing himself up in a second to cover his naked body, he looked at the dumbfounded and terrified people with people with a smile afterwards.

One might wonder why the people had merely watched as Goap did all that, but don’t get them wrong; they weren’t stupid. They were just simply overwhelmed by his extremely hostile and unpleasant pressure.

Everyone knew how dangerous Miracle was to Demons. Demons could not instantly heal a wound that was caused by Miracle, so seeing what Goap could do to the extreme injuries he had received was terrifying.

Thinking about how powerful Goap was to be able to do that made them hesitant. If a combined attack from 4,000 Priests couldn’t kill him, what could they do with their Qi and Mana?

There was a high risk of them losing their life, so as someone who cherished their life, they decided to merely watch.

“A flame burns brightest before it goes out! He is already on his last verge of his life—don’t hesitate and kill him!” Anthony shouted, awakening the people from their entrance.

Goap merely smiled at Anthony’s quick analysis. While it was true, he believed they wouldn’t be able to last even before he died.