Chapter 903 - 255: Demon

The unexpected situation was unavoidable, so Adis had to immediately retreat with his men, retracing their steps.

They had just run out when they were ambushed from the side by the guards of the Earl’s Mansion, and both sides engaged in a fierce firefight.

Antusen decisively said, "There’s no time, if we slow down, the people of the Housheng Sect will react. You take some people and go straight ahead, I’ll hold them off!"

His face was flushed red, having already anticipated that they might not make it out alive, so he never planned on leaving alive.

The original president of the Antu Commerce Association had long died in the dungeon; now, he was a believer of the All Beings Sect.

Bang~

With one shot, he blew off the head of a guard who was about to shoot.

Adis nodded, decisively leading seven or eight people in another direction, squeezing into an alley and sprinting towards the Municipal Square.

His skin turned pale, and his running speed became increasingly fast, turning into a blur as he moved through the streets, leaving the others far behind.

At this moment, the sermon had just begun, and the Municipal Square was filled with many people, not only the believers of the Housheng Sect but also citizens from the city drawn by reputation, and heretics bound to poles, awaiting judgment.

Everything was solemn and serious, with the Church’s army inside and city guards outside, the guard force alone numbering nearly a thousand.

"Sinful acts will be justly judged, no one can escape!"

"We just need to constantly repent, examine our actions, and remind ourselves to do the right thing."

The Pope’s voice carried far, audible even on adjacent streets, where a large crowd gathered.

Adis made his way to the back of the municipal building, climbed to the fifth floor, and passed through a window, right above the Municipal Square, able to see the Pope below not far away.

"Who are you?"

Others were in the room, startled at the sudden appearance of Adis.

Adis ignored them, jumping directly down from the building, using his body’s power to carve an arc in the air, gliding towards the Pope on the platform at just the right angle.

"What’s that!"

The crowd was in chaos upon seeing Adis descend from the sky.

"Protect the Pope!"

"Protect the Pope!"

"Protect the Pope!"

...

Guards with knives approached from both sides, but it was too late, as Adis had already landed in front of the Pope on the platform, causing a loud crash.

The Pope, wearing a golden mask, was taken aback at the sudden appearance of Adis, stepping back two paces, raising the scepter in his hand high.

Adis’s mechanical arm sprang forth a sharp blade, ready to rush up and kill the Pope, but felt a powerful thrust coming directly at him, pinning him in place for a second.

"The All Beings Sect sure dares, even attempting to assassinate me!"

The Pope, seeing Adis, understood everything and was truly stunned that the All Beings Sect would dare to assassinate him openly, which could only be described as madness.

It seemed they never intended to resolve things peacefully, aiming to fight to the death.

Adis, seeing the Pope able to use magic, was not surprised; every Ancient Church they had encountered before had various means, especially the Great Sect Leaders, who often possessed unimaginable magic, but ultimately fell to him.

"Die for me!"

The scepter in the Pope’s hand emitted a dazzling blue light; before Adis could approach him, his skin began to form white calcifications, slowing his movement.

Adis looked surprised, not expecting the Pope’s magic to affect him, for as a member of the Blood Race, he could resist most magic to a certain extent.

In just a moment, he returned to normal, but the guards on both sides had also surrounded him. With two gunshots, two bullets pierced his chest, sending sprays of blood.

Adis knelt on the ground, spitting blood, but with an evil grin and those two slender fangs.

"Demon?"

The Pope, seeing this, eyes widened under the mask, stepping back repeatedly.

A guard wielding a longsword slashed at Adis, who kicked him flying, off the platform.

Hit by two bullets, Adis seemed unscathed, standing up again, evading another guard’s attack, nimbly rushing towards the Pope.

"Let the eternal flame, judge this evil person!"

The Pope raised the scepter again, exclaiming, causing flames to ignite on the scepter, forming a flaming spear that glowed white.

The next moment.

Adis was pierced by the flaming spear, with disbelief on his face.

He had clearly wanted to dodge the flaming spear to the side just now but was still hit.

As the flames burned, his soul seemed to be burning along with it.

"Ahhh!"

Adis screamed painfully, clutching his chest, rolling on the ground as flames engulfed him.

"Indeed a demon!"

The Pope coldly remarked, his eyes flashing white under the sun, burning into people’s hearts.

Screaming in pain, Adis’s smile only grew more eerie, black lines appearing densely on his body, spreading in the air and on the ground.

"What’s that?"

Surrounding guards backed away, unsure of what it was, feeling fear.

It seemed the assassin had been subdued.

So it appeared.

Suddenly, the Pope seemed to sense something, showing panic, urgently shouting:

"Quick! Leave here."

Without looking back, he stepped backward to run, the other believers looking at each other, unclear of what had happened.

At this moment.

A deep black rift appeared mid-air, with a cracking sound like broken bones echoing across the square.

A giant, pitch-black arm, covered in Changmao, stretched out of the rift, reaching for the fleeing Pope.

True terror, chaos ensued in the square.

Seeing this, the Pope knew he couldn’t escape, forming a flaming spear with his scepter to stab the black hand.

Like striking an egg against a stone, the flame instantly extinguished, and the Pope was grabbed by the giant hand.

At this moment, Adis got up from the ground, the flames on him long gone, laughing madly at the people around him:

"None of you heretics will escape; you will all die here!"

With the Pope grasped by the giant hand, his face turned ashen, unable to move, blood errupting from his mouth: "You wretched demon will meet a bad end!"

The next moment, his body was crushed into a burst of blood, splattering on Adis’s face.

Adis extended his slender tongue, licking the blood from his face, evaluating: "Delicious."

The rift slowly widened again, like a torn wound, as a massive figure stepped out.

As it extended one foot, a blade-like flame shot from the Pope’s corpse, severing the giant figure’s arm.

"Why do you break the rules?"

A majestic voice came, as if from a distant time and space, reverberating around.

Just hearing this voice, Adis’s head exploded out of nowhere, his body collapsing heavily on the platform.