DRAGON MASTER (Crazy Updates)
Chapter 280: Striking Towards the Church of Darkness
Everyone was shocked and their bodies trembled.
The people from the Light Church looked at each other silently and involuntarily swallowed their saliva.
They all had the same thought in their hearts: This throne of God is truly cruel!
As of now, no one from the Dark Church had survived. Moreover, their deaths were extremely cruel.
"Edward."
Harriet Terrence and the others looked at Joelson with complicated gazes. There was a bit of fear in many of their eyes.
Although Joelson has returned, his strength and personality are too unfamiliar to them.
"Teacher, you should know."
Joelson's expression calmed down as he said, "If I don't return today, what will happen to all of you—especially Dayshannon?"
Everyone was shocked and suddenly realized.
That's right, they just feel that Joelson's methods are cruel but they never think about who he's doing it for.
This bastard from the Dark Church is capable of anything.
After doing all this, Joelson stepped into the void step by step and walked behind Du Lu.
"Teacher, are you interested in accompanying me to the Bright Moon Empire Again?"
Joelson looked at the people below.
Everyone is dumbfounded.
Brightmoon Empire, isn't that the territory of the Church of Darkness? What are they gonna do there?
Seeing that everyone was silent, Joelson made a decision for them.
With a wave of his hand, an invisible force lifted everyone onto the dragon's back.
Du Lu flapped his wings and turned into a red light that disappeared into the clouds.
The people from the Light Church looked at each other. They knew that this time, the Southern Region Darkness Church had been completely finished.
A country like the Scorching Sun Empire and the Bright Moon Empire, which were affiliated with the Light Church, had sacred power over the royal power.
The power of the bishop is above all else, and the king is only a puppet.
The Bishop of Darkness was giving his "blessings" to some young and beautiful believing women. He came out of the room comfortably.
"Have Ulysses and the others returned?"
One of the believers immediately stepped forward and said in a low voice, "No. If you don't love them, you have to come back soon."
The Bishop of Darkness nodded his head weakly. His mind was filled with thoughts.
If he could defeat the Alcott Empire and the Yheng Empire, he could be considered to have contributed greatly to the mission. Perhaps he could leave the Southern Region and return to the central continent.
But there was Ulysses.
A cold glint flashed across the Darkness Bishop's eyes as killing intent filled the air.
Ulysses is just too amazing. He had personally helped Grover rise to the position of Chief Inquisitor. He also intentionally tied up some other saint-level cultivators. They pose too many threats to him. He had to find an opportunity to eliminate them.
As he was thinking, a disciple from the Dark Church ran over in panic.
"Master Bishop! Lord Bishop!"
"What's wrong? Ulysses and the others are back?"
The Bishop of Darkness frowned and asked.
The follower opened his mouth, not knowing how to explain it, but his face was filled with shock as if he could not believe what was happening with the way of the sword.
"You go outside and look."
Just as he finished speaking, an extremely loud voice shook the ground beneath his feet.
The Bishop of Darkness was startled and quickly walked out of the door.
When he saw the scene outside the door, his eyes instantly widened.
He only saw that the square outside the Holy See was in a state of chaos, and shouts and shouts continued to be heard.
In the middle of the square, there was a deep ravine that stretched from the end of the square all the way to its feet.
On both sides of the ravine were mutilated corpses.
And all of this seemed to be caused by the ordinary blow of a powerful existence.
Who's it!
The sky suddenly darkened, and the Bishop of Darkness involuntarily raised his head.
He saw an extremely terrifying gigantic dragon crouching in the sky, its golden pupils staring at him, like flowing lava.
The Bishop of Darkness could not see the person's face clearly. He could only see a pair of cold eyes. Just by looking at each other, a cold feeling quickly spread from the bottom of his heart, making him feel as if he had fallen into an ice cave.
Furthermore, the Light Church's troops lined up neatly in the air.
They look very strange. Everyone's faces were filled with respect and nervousness as if they were watching.
The Light Church Attack?
Have they gone crazy?
Before the Bishop of Darkness could regain consciousness, a figure rushed into the sky beside him.
It was another sacred level of the Light Church.
"Duck, how dare you offend the Church of Darkness, you—"
Before he could finish his words.
The Bishop of Darkness saw the person on the dragon's back waving his hands very casually.
Hissing!
The sacred level powerhouse above his head was instantly split into two halves by the platinum light like a rag doll.
The speck!
The holy-level powerhouse of the Church of Darkness fell at his feet, and fresh blood happened to splatter all over his face.
The Bishop of Darkness.
He stood there in a daze, unable to move for a long time.
A deep fear emerged from the depths of his heart and every muscle in his body trembled with him.
He quickly turned around and ran into the main hall. There was only one thought in his mind.
"Request help! We should immediately ask for help from the Holy See of the central continent!"
There was a magic teleportation array in the depths of the Dark Church. It could send powerful people at any time.
...
Joelson stood on the dragon's back. A group of people stood behind him. As they looked at the scene that looked like the end of the world, a strange feeling appeared in their hearts.
They are the ones who bring the end of the world.
They looked at the dragon's back in awe, shock, and amazement.
Until now, they still had no idea what level the dragon was at.
No matter what kind of strength his opponent was, an early level saint level or a middle level saint level would definitely die in a single strike under the dragon's hand. They had no ability to fight at all.
Even a late-level saint would not be able to do that.
The level of a peak level saint?
They're not sure. They did not dare to think of going higher.
Joelson rode a giant dragon and took them to the imperial city of the Brightmoon Empire in an overbearing manner. No one can stop him along the way.
The people from the Light Church escorted him like guards of honor.
Then, a bright light emerged from Joelson's hand. It was like a huge sharp blade, splitting the entire central square of the Dark Church into two pieces.
Too strong!
This is just a regular attack from Joelson.
"That's the Bishop of Darkness."
Harriet Terrence walked over to Joelson's side and pointed at a middle-aged man whose face was covered in blood.
His eyes were focused, and he said anxiously, "Edward, don't let him come back. The Dark Church had a magic teleportation array. He will gather all the powerhouses of the central continent."
As if he hadn't heard it, Joelson let the Bishop of Darkness escape.
Then, he turned to Harriet Terrence and said, "I hope he can call more people."
Joelson whispered, "It would be better if he could summon the Dark Lord himself. Hehe."
Several holy-level knights of the Light Church heard his laughter, especially Tockden.
He felt cold all over his body and his scalp tingled.
Dark Throne.
Didn't you cut off the arm of the Dark Throne? Where did he dare to appear again?
This Master's killing intent was too terrifying!