This is the prophecy of the first popes of the Priesthood Church. I'm sure all of you here are more familiar than I am, after all, this is the time of the so-called...... A thousand years later. The Chief crossed his hands and rested his elbows on the conference table, smiling at the crowd.

"And then? What you want to express. ”

The old men looked at the chief silently, and some exhaled a heavy snort disapprovingly.

The chief's smile remained unchanged, and he said softly, "You shouldn't be old enough to forget the dimensional rift that appeared some time ago, right?" ”

There was silence in the central organ temple, and the old men lowered their heads, how could they forget?

On that day, the sky of the royal capital of Santa Loria seemed to fall.

Some of the old men here are ninth-order powerhouses who have the power to open up mountains and rivers, and some are ninth-order warlocks who turn their hands into clouds and rain with their hands, but they are as powerless as children in the face of dimensional rifts.

This feeling of the end is despairing.

The corners of the chief's mouth rose slightly, and he continued, "If it weren't for the calamity rehearsal beforehand, would the members of the church really be able to close the dimensional rift smoothly?" This is an initiative that brings all the strength of our church together, and if we treat prophecy as a joke and not worth taking care of, then ...... In the event of a surprise situation, perhaps we, no, the whole of St. Loria will be perished in the dimensional rift. ”

"Coincidence! It's all just a coincidence, the prophecy is not true, I don't believe it! Some people are still stubbornly retorting.

"Is it really a coincidence? When the dimensional rift appeared, we old guys almost lost ten years of our lives...... How many more decades do we have? ”

"Don't go too far, what's the point of us talking about dimensional rifts and prophecies? Even if the prophecy is true, so what? Shouldn't we be most worried about royal blood! The royal blood must not be left behind, it will upend everything we have built! ”

The old men discussed fiercely, the topic was arguing, and the atmosphere became tense again.

"Guys—can you hear me first?"

The head of the central organ gently clasped his palms, and the pure spiritual power suppressed the old men to the ground. These old men were indeed the powerhouses of the ninth rank, but they had exhausted most of their spiritual power when they closed the dimensional rift, and now they were only at the level of strong and long-lived old men.

It's not right to interrupt someone.

The chief looked at them with such an expression, like a kindergarten teacher.

Seeing that the old men were silent, the priesthood knights once again fixed their curious gaze on the chief.

The Chief nodded in satisfaction, and he whispered, "After the dimensional rift was sealed, through the induction of His Holy Crown, I traveled to the border of Western Loria, thousands of miles away. After my own observations. I discovered the presence of a man quite fitting the status of the Heavenly Punishment on the border of Western Loria. ”

The chief's voice was not loud, but everyone in the room could hear what he was saying very clearly.

"He's grown at an unbeatable rate, and by the time I found him, he was already in the small town of Iloste...... That is, the fief of the traitor Ligo Alvidia...... Single-handedly took out the third detachment of the Bloodline raid unit that invaded the town. ”

"Isn't it just to solve some little vampires, what's so surprising about that?" A middle-aged man wearing a silver mask said disdainfully.

"Oh? Is it...... That's right. ”

The smile on the Chief's face was like a spring breeze, and it seemed to laugh at Cicero's ignorance.

"Our new Janissary Marshal Cicero is a first-class veteran of the Empire when it comes to crusading demons. The feat of hunting demons is enough to fill the three walls on any floor of the central holy church. ”

The chief applauded him and the applause was loud.

Just as Cicero was about to hold his head high to accept the chief's compliment, the chief's voice suddenly became cold.

"Sir Cicero, I would like to ask you one thing. After you awakened your spiritual power, when you broke through the first-order spiritual power at the age when you were still playing with mud, what was the most powerful enemy you faced? Is it an ornamental animal, or is it seafood that is alive in the kitchen? ”

“…… What do you mean by that? ”

Cicero's face hidden under the silver mask suddenly became unhappy, and the upward movement of the corners of his mouth narrowed a little.

"Do you want to tell us that the Heavenly Punisher you identified was just a child of first-order spiritual power when he was crusading against the Blood Clan's Raid Force Third Detachment?"

Under the burning gaze of everyone, the chief nodded slowly and meaningfully.

"Ridiculous!"

Cicero slapped his face on the conference table, his whole body stood on end like a threatened tiger's hair, and he said angrily: "Every Blood Clan's raiding force has vampires above the sixth order. I've also once defeated the first detachment of the Blood Clan's raiding force, and the other party's blood explosion is enough to destroy a town! How could it be possible to lose at the hands of a little imp with only first-order spiritual power?! ”

"Don't be so nervous. Lord Cicero, how about calming down. ”

The chief smiled, and then raised his hand and slapped the table, gently as if he were stroking his lover.

The next moment, a sound far louder than the continuous thunder outside the window exploded in everyone's ears.

Cicero let out a muffled snort, as if he had been hit the ground by an invisible hand holding his head down. His body fell suddenly, his face hit the ivory conference table, and the bridge of his nose snapped instantly. Before he could try to stand up, the chairman touched the table again, and with a loud bang, Cicero fainted.

"Chief, what are you?!"

The imminent atmosphere once again condensed in the central organ temple, and some of the old men quietly moved their hands under the robes, the wide robes could hide a lot of things, such as the radiant-level alchemy fire gun......

Even the priestly knights in the corners of the temple placed their hands on their swords, cold sweat soaking their armor. With their cultivation, they couldn't even tell when Cicero was attacked!

"Don't be so nervous. Or do you want me to help you 'calm down'? ”

The Chief of the Central Authority glanced at everyone, and there was not a trace of emotion in his calm eyes.

Hearing this, these proud old men were immediately furious, and their gazes at the chief became unfriendly.

"Okay, stop, don't be so impulsive, impulsiveness is the devil in our hearts."

It was the old man rubbing the jade that broke the strange atmosphere, he stood up, turned around and bowed slightly to the chief.

"Chief, I beg your pardon. Marshal Cicero had not been in the Central Council for a long time, and he did not understand what a crime it was to commit the following crimes. I beg your pardon for his rudeness, and Abel Shutraphael Hilbot apologizes for his behalf. ”

"Since Hilbot has interceded for him, then I will not pursue it, and I will stop here."

The chief shook his hand slightly, motioning for Able to sit down, he turned to look at everyone, and said word by word: "Listen, everyone, why I focus on the Heavenly Punisher in the council, it is because ...... I'm also afraid of him. ”