"Different from my copying and recording, but the effect is basically the same. Although I had expected this long ago, using it for real is truly interesting. This feeling is simply like NTR..."
Looking at the lightning in his hand that kept changing forms, Ael couldn't help but sigh that the ability of "stealing" was simply a divine skill for bullying the weak.
"High-sequence Thief! Just who are you?"
With his abilities mysteriously disappearing, Ternos immediately thought of Thieves! And to be able to steal away most of his abilities in an instant, the person before him was very likely an Angel!
Watching "Saga" approaching step by step, Ternos, who had lost most of his abilities, could only recite the Lord of Storms' honorific name in his heart, hoping his master could bring down divine wrath.
"King who rules the sky, Emperor who dominates the sea, great God of Storms, your believer hopes to obtain your help, hopes you will display your might and repel the enemy before me."
However, to his disappointment, nothing happened. The red moon was still that red moon, with no lightning and thunder descending from heaven, nor tornadoes sweeping across heaven and earth.
"How is this possible? No response!"
"Is it strange? Why doesn't the Lord of Storms respond to you? That devil over there is the same—do you also want to know why the Bound God and Suah don't respond to your cries for help?"
"This is your doing? What exactly do you want?"
Hearing the other party's words, Ternos's face darkened several shades. His premonition told him that today he might fall here.
Hearing this Storm Church Cardinal Archbishop's questioning, "Saga" nodded and said with a smile:
"Have you read novels written by Roselle?"
"No, what do you want to say?"
Ternos frowned. He didn't understand why the other party was bringing up Roselle's novels.
"In his novels, people like you from orthodox churches and evil cult organizations always call for reinforcements when the young are beaten—one after another coming when one is killed. Is this good? This is not good. So, to prevent this situation from happening, I quietly applied some tricks to your bodies. So far it's been quite successful, hasn't it?"
"As for what I want to do? Cardinal Archbishop, don't worry. We don't want to have conflict with the Tyrant's church. I just want to invite the Cardinal Archbishop to sit at my place for a while, stay for some time, talk about some matters, to properly exchange feelings between our two sides."
"I won't go."
Ternos firmly refused. He knew that if he really went to the other party's territory, he very likely wouldn't even be able to commit suicide for his master afterward...
Hearing the other party's refusal, "Saga" smiled and raised his left hand.
"This is not a discussion, it's a notification. It seems the Cardinal Archbishop hasn't recognized the current situation yet. You'll know soon! Tenbu Horin!"
As Ael's words fell, Ternos only felt his vision, hearing, smell, taste, and touch all disappear in an instant... His five senses were stripped away, his spirit immediately fell into panic, and then he fainted.
"As a Gemini Gold Saint, it's not strange that I know Tenbu Horin, right?"
Smiling as he collected Ternos into his space, "Saga" looked at the devil Dulanka who still had one breath left, and a pure white light suddenly brightened in his eyes.
"Tsk tsk tsk, worthy of being a demigod of the Abyss pathway. This survival ability is simply like a cockroach—taking so many lightning strikes and still not dead. Although I'd like to torture you more, I'm in a hurry. I'll send you to meet Fabuti right now."
A golden blazing flame immediately burned in his hand, enveloping the other party's body.
In weak screams, Dulanka's entire body and soul were burned away like a candle by the flames, leaving only a demon head with a face full of terror...
Red Moon City, in the hall carved with red moons, Ael, who had finished his business and returned, threw the demon head in his hand to Kalaman, then looked at Dean and asked:
"Have you figured out Zatwen's whereabouts?"
"Reporting to Your Highness, according to the latest news, he left the Highland Resistance forces' territory he supported, and his whereabouts are unknown."
Hearing Dean's answer, Ael smiled and said:
"This guy ran quite fast. It must be that the recent large-scale cleanup actions against the Rose School by Intis and Loen made him sense danger."
"However, Suah's movements are fast enough to decide to recall high-level members active in various parts of the Southern Continent in such a short time. It seems if we want to make a move, we need to hurry."
Thinking of this, he continued asking:
"What intelligence have you collected about those two Angels from Intis?"
"Your Highness, according to intelligence from Vahar's side, one of those two Angels is Simond Codorn Soren, the 'Weather Warlock' of the Soren family. This Angel last appeared when Roselle overthrew the Kingdom of Intis. After being defeated by Roselle, he never appeared before others again. The other is the previous Pope of the Eternal Blazing Sun Church, Allex I. He is a Light Chaser. It's said that after he abdicated to Allex II, he didn't go to the Eternal Blazing Sun's divine kingdom, but has been cultivating in seclusion within the church."
"Heh, all big shots."
After hearing the intelligence on these two Angels, Ael clicked his tongue. Making a move meant facing two Angels right away—does Intis care so much about colonial interests?
Looking at his subordinates again—a bunch of misfits, useless in Angel-level struggles, and he had to personally handle arrangements. Simply ridiculous.
Sonia Sea, Pasu Island, Storm's Abyss Cathedral.
This was the headquarters within the Storm Church headquarters, the temple among temples, a place blessed by the divine, once the Lord of Storms' earthly divine kingdom.
Here, murals outlined in azure, silver-white, cyan-green, golden-yellow and other colors appeared rough but carried a sacred and majestic feeling.
The dome over a hundred meters high made people standing here experience their own insignificance, unable to control themselves from lowering their heads, as if submitting to the Tyrant's invisible majesty.
In Storm's Abyss Cathedral, Pope Gad II held his scepter with a gloomy expression, listening to shocking news from the Southern Continent delivered by a Punisher deacon.
At this time, he wore a triple crown inlaid with sapphires, emeralds and other gems, dressed in a deep blue, nearly black ceremonial robe embroidered with gold and silver thread patterns symbolizing lightning, storms, and oceans. His presence was deep and majestic, with the feeling of a great storm about to arrive.
"You said Ternos disappeared last night?"
Pope Gad II's voice rang out like thunder. This earthly Angel, spokesman of the "Lord of Storms," seemed to be suppressing a rage.
In this instant, this Punisher deacon seemed to see volcanic eruptions, hurricane tsunamis, earthquakes and avalanches and other series of natural disasters appearing before his eyes.
That terrifying aura and majesty as substantial as reality made him tremble all over, cold sweat pouring like rain.
"Your Holiness the Pope, according to messages from the colonial Punisher squad, Bishop Ternos disappeared last night while pursuing the Rose School demigod 'Devil' Dulanka."
"Rose School..."
Hearing this name, Pope Gad II suddenly thought of that document he had tacitly approved earlier.
PS: Overtime is severe before Dragon Boat Festival. Can't write much these days. Will make up for it after the holiday. See if I can write another chapter tonight.
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