"Devil scum, you shall perish today!"
"Your judgement shall be death!"
"In the name of Saintess Selena…"
Roars erupted from the church officials as they closed in on Lith.
Taking Saintess Selena's name, they threw four lightning fast spears equipped with dense Light spells.
Lith flapped his wings and stood in mid air, gazing at these shouting humans calmly.
The spears appeared in front of him in the next instant, about to pierce his head and chest, splitting his body into two.
However, the spears a few inches away from Lith, unable to pierce him.
They seemed to be moving, but ever so slowly, and seemed unable to penetrate an invisible barrier in front of Lith.
Lith extended his hand and touched the spear tip with his index finger. "Pointy, good. Now return."
Lith flicked the spear and it instantly slipped a hundred and eighty degrees, rocketing towards the church officials.
With a faint gushing sound, it zoomed past one of the church officials.
The church official only saw a faint bright dot coming towards him, before his vision darkened and he fell freely from the sky.
This scene made the rest stop in their tracks and gaze at the fallen church official.
Everyone could faintly see a hole in the man's body, about the size of a spear's diameter, and shuddered in response.
So fast!
Everything happened so quickly!The inception of this chapter's publication is linked to n(0)vel(b)(j)(n).
At this moment, it would be a lie if the church officials said they weren't afraid.
Despair took over their bodies and they cast a quick look at the perpetrator.
"H-h-how…"
Lith flapped his wing once and closed the distance between the officials and him.
He appeared right in front of the official who asked a question and held his head. "Don't ask how, question yourself why—why did you involve yourself in this?"
Burst!
The man's head exploded and his headless corpse did a free fall.
The remaining officials felt their bodies turn stiff. They wanted to run, but they couldn't. They wanted to scream, but they couldn't.
Lith had used a Darkness spell and bound them tightly in place, not making them budge a single inch.
They had some use and their deaths were temporarily put on hold.
Lith flapped his wings and flew down, right towards the headquarters of the church in Holy City Thames.
Saintess Helen had been watching the whole situation unfold in a magic crystal. Her gentle face had a twisted look to it.
She clenched her fists tightly and dashed out of the church, knowing this devil was coming towards the church.
As she marched outside, many holy knights, archbishops, and bishops walked alongside her, holding valuable treasures.
Some held ancient glass bottles filled with holy water, some held golden chains, some held old dusty books, and some held protective talismans.
As Saintess Helen walked out of the chair, there were more people holding ancient artifacts.
The church was fully prepared to deal with a devil of Lith's scale and the aura emitted by everyone exceeded that of a King Rank cultivator.
"Shield!" An Archbishop behind Saintess Helen exclaimed as they walked out.
Many holy knights rushed towards her and surrounded her.
Lith watched the whole thing from above and flew close to the church. He didn't land on the ground but stopped a hundred meters afar in midair.
Showing the church officials in his grasp, Lith threw them down as if their life meant nothing.
"Quick! Catch them!" Saintess Helen's heart pained watching this and she cried out.
Lith sneered and said, "If I want to, I could uproot your whole church. I had no enmity with you lot, but attacking one of my friends, then holding one hostage and torturing him… You've sure done a lot of good deeds."
Saintess Helen's expression turned dark.
The church officials furrowed their brows. A mere devil dares to say such things to them? The audacity…
"Devil—"
"Stop." Saintess Helen raised her hand and stopped everyone from speaking.
She turned her head to look at Lith and asked, "You do not belong to this world, correct?"
The topic strayed away from the devil vs church talks. This made many officials frown, but they didn't dare to voice out their complaints.
Lith looked at her and mockingly asked, "What do you think?"
Saintess Helen wasn't provoked or annoyed by the mocking. She merely nodded her head. "I understand. You're here to make the mythical stew, yes?"
Lith looked at her with a poker face and didn't answer. If she already knew everything, why bother asking him?
Saintess Helen got her answer from the silence shown by Lith.
She joined her hands and continued in a gentle tone, "Our ancestors had prophesied that a day shall come when the legend would repeat itself. However, that day would be the end of our world. The two paths would merge—showcasing a completely different third path, and the blind mountains would surface, leading the world towards doom."
Saintess Helen's gaze turned fierce, but her aura and tone still was gentle.
"Otherworldly being, I ask you to give up trying to make this stew and leave our world at once. We do not seek conflict and we do not wish to let harm befall any of the worshippers."
Lith's eyes narrowed. "You did not hear me, I think. I said you attacked my friend and captured another one. Do you understand that actions have consequences?"
Saintess Helen sighed. With her hands still joined, she said, "It was not in our control. The summoning ritual to arrive in this world has been tampered by our ancestors. Demons or devils, they would be captured instantly after arrival."
Lith flapped his wings and flew down on the ground.
The holy knights panicked and immediately took on an attacking stance, pointing their weapons at Lith.
Saintess Helen was astonished as well and raised her eyebrows.
Lith lay his foot on the ground and a wisp of holy light entered his body.
Everyone could see a golden strand of Light coil around Lith's legs like a snake and envelope his body.
Saintess Helen, the priests, and the knights, everyone let out a surprised gasp.
Nobody thought the devil would choose to arrive in their territory and suicide on his own accord.
However, much to everyone's dismay, the golden light didn't tightly coiled around Lith and tore apart his body. There were also no sizzling sounds or burning smell.
Holy City Thames was not called the holy city for show. Every inch of this city's land was baptized and contained tremendous power.
Setting foot in this place would burn a devil to ashes. There was an ancient formation laid out for defensive purposes.
Being a dark creature, Lith naturally was attacked and everyone were rejoicing slightly internally, but their emotions turned to despair once again when they found the light had no effect.
Lith looked at Saintess Helen with his sharp purple eyes, making her hands tremble slightly.
His gaze seemed like an apex predator staring at an ant and the involuntary shudder was only natural.
Looking in Saintess Helen's eyes, Lith said softly, "Let me say it once again. Actions…"
The golden light around Lith's body snaked towards his hands and coiled themselves.
"…Have…"
Lith raised his hands, showing the golden light wrapped around him.
Clap!
"…Consequences."
The light shattered with a loud boom, creating a heavy breeze.
Everyone's clothes flowed in the direction of the breeze and some weak priests and holy knights flew along with it too.
"Are you ready to accept the consequences, Miss Saintess?"