The King of Special Warfare Chapter 571 - Sakura·Wind and Rain·Tribulation (4)

Chapter 571 Sakura·Wind and Rain·Tribulation (4)

Only by witnessing it with one’s own eyes would one understand just how shocking the sword of the current strongest swordsman was.

The parade square of Recchi City was incomparably wide. In the area with a radius of thousands of meters, the broken rain, which was dense like crystal grains, was suspended in the air quietly. The sword intent spread out in the broken rain and lengthened the crystal grains one by one. The lights in the square reflected colorful lights in the suspended crystal particles. The whole square became hazy and vague. The soldiers of the Snowdance Corps stood there motionlessly and looked like dead ones.

In the vicinity of the parade square, there was a complete lockdown.

The military of Wulan State blocked the two blocks around the square. On the steps around the square and in front of a blurred and dangerous light, Li Tianlan quietly looked at a soldier of the Snowdance Corps closest to him.

The halo of light was spreading, the raindrops were breaking, the Sword Energy was extending, and the danger was spreading.

The soldiers of the Snowdance Corps in sight were very close to him, but everything in front of him became extremely blurred. In a trance, Li Tianlan could see that they were trying hard to move their eyes. Obviously, this sword strike constrained his body, but it could not constrain his mind.

Li Tianlan’s hand moved, and then he fell silent.

“How’s it going?” Li Huacheng stood beside Li Tianlan and asked in a gloomy tone.

His expression was solemn, but his eyes were extremely cold.

When he received the news, Li Huacheng was still immersed in the joy of signing the contract with Wulan State. As a result, tens of thousands of elites of the Snowdance Corps were imprisoned by one sword move, and the one who had attacked was their Sword Emperor of Zhongzhou State. How could such news be blocked? Now the whole world might have known that the Sword Emperor w.a.n.g Tianzong had attacked the Snowdance Corps. Such behavior was equivalent to openly stepping on Li Huacheng’s bottom line. No matter how one looked at it, w.a.n.g Tianzong had gone too far.

Li Tianlan shook his head and said calmly, “I have no choice.”

In Eastern Europe, he had little time to feel helpless. But in the face of w.a.n.g Tianzong’s sword stroke, he really couldn’t do anything about it.

His sword intent was perfect, but he didn’t have enough Sword Energy to support him. Even if he still had an expert at the Peak of the Invincible Realm, and the Martial Arts he practiced were of the same origin with him, and he also intended to borrow the Sword Energy to the other party. Li Tianlan couldn’t break this sword move.

w.a.n.g Tianzong who had wielded the sword was completely different from the one on the night of the Trial Day. He could be said to be at a completely different level. Now that the sword was here, unless w.a.n.g Tianzong deliberately withdrew the Sword Energy, or he waited for the Sword Energy to disappear itself, no one in all of the Dark World could find a way to deal with the sword.

Li Huacheng slowly turned around and looked at the light curtain s.h.i.+ning with different colors in front of him. Numerous blurry figures of the soldiers of the Snowdance Corps kept shaking in the light curtain. Li Huacheng didn’t know if it was his illusion, but he could clearly feel their struggle in silence and stiffness.

A strong fury quickly rushed to his head.

Li Huacheng took a deep breath and suddenly opened his mouth. His loud voice went straight through the broken rain curtain.

“w.a.n.g Tianzong! Come out!”

The broken rain curtain vibrated slightly.

A raindrop drawn up by the Sword Energy slowly fell down.

In the light footsteps, w.a.n.g Tianzong’s figure seemed to walk out of the rain.

He looked at Li Huacheng, then looked at Li Tianlan, and didn’t speak.

Li Tianlan didn’t say anything either.

w.a.n.g Tianzong wasn’t in front of him. The so-called image was just a streak of Sword Energy, and it was extremely real.

“Tianzong, what’s going on?” Li Huacheng narrowed his eyes and said in a gloomy voice.

“They need to stay here for a few days,” w.a.n.g Tianzong said in a calm tone. He looked straight into Li Huacheng’s eyes and didn’t give in at all.

“What’s the reason?”

“I don’t have a reason.”

Li Huacheng’s eyes were almost narrowed into a line.

“No reason?”

He nodded and suddenly became furious. “No reason. What right do you have to imprison them here? Do you know that these are the most elite corps in Zhongzhou State, as well as the corps that have made great contributions to Zhongzhou State? What are you going to do, w.a.n.g Tianzong? Beihai Province, or the province of Zhongzhou State? Have you considered their standpoint by doing this?!”

w.a.n.g Tianzong’s eyes gradually became cold.

He nodded and said, “I’m doing this because my standpoint has not changed. Mr. President, you’re right. They are the most elite corps in Zhongzhou State. As one of Zhongzhou State people, I have the obligation to protect them. This is the last battle, and they shouldn’t die in vain in a battle like this. I left them here for the survival of the entire Snowdance Corps.”

“The final battle?”

Li Huacheng paused slightly and said in a low voice, “What do you mean?”

w.a.n.g Tianzong didn’t answer. He looked at Li Tianlan calmly and said meaningfully, “Tribulation went to Mormans.”

Li Tianlan’s face suddenly changed.

At the same time, his cell phone suddenly rang.

Li Tianlan took out his mobile phone and saw that it was Situ Cangyue’s phone number.

The white lightning streaked across the night sky of Recchi City.

Li Tianlan picked up the call.

In the messy wind and rain, in the rainy season of Eastern Europe, an unprecedented thunder suddenly vibrated between heaven and earth.

In the lightning and thunder, Li Tianlan, who was holding his phone, suddenly turned ashen-faced.

The thunder faded away.

The heavy rain poured down.

When the rainy season was about to pa.s.s, heavy rain poured down on all of Eastern Europe.

Lightning raged in the air.

Li Tianlan put down the phone in silence.

The image of w.a.n.g Tianzong, where the Sword Energy was gathering, had disappeared.

Li Tianlan looked in w.a.n.g Tianzong’s direction across the square and remained silent for a long time.

In the room with lights on, w.a.n.g Tianzong, dressed in a Han costume and a loose robe, held a brush pen and looked in the direction of Li Tianlan.

He watched Li Tianlan narrow his eyes, fall silently, turn around, and leave.

“Where are you going?”

Li Huacheng’s voice sounded.

Li Tianlan did not look back, but said calmly, “Mormans.”

w.a.n.g Tianzong laughed.

At this moment, he didn’t know whether Li Tianlan understood or not, but he had already understood.

These weren’t his plans. At his current height, he didn’t need any plans.

Li Tianlan was indeed a tough nut to crack. But as long as he wanted to, he could solve it in the simplest way.

When the Snowdance Corps had been imprisoned here.

In the vast Eastern Europe, Recchi City, Wulan State.

How could there be a young marshal?

In the final battlefield, Li Tianlan was just Li Tianlan.

That was all.

In the air above the manor of Mormans, the wind and the rain suddenly became heavy.

The night grew darker and darker.

Inside and outside the manor, the hazy mist seemed to have broken away from the shackles, and it began to continuously spread in every corner.

A white fog that represented a dense vitality slowly flowed. It hovered between a flower and a leaf in the manor, gathered together, and did not disperse. So it looked beautiful and mysterious.

The darkness of the polar night slowly intertwined with the white fog.

Lin Fengting walked silently in the garden, looked at the gra.s.s and trees in front of him carefully. His movements were slow. He was staring at every flower in sight with his focused eyes. Such a serious posture made people feel that he was not looking around but looking for something.

The wizened voice rang out from behind him and sounded a little confused. “What are you doing, sir?”

Behind Lin Fengting, the 13th Super Master of the Samsara Palace, who codenamed Divine Secret, Xuan Xuanzi, the metaphysics Grandmaster of Zhongzhou State, held an umbrella with a puzzled look in his eyes.

He had used a piece Secular Love to connect Li Tianlan’s dragon vein with Qin Weibai. The two sides were closely connected. Now that there was a result, he naturally had to come and have a look. But he didn’t know what Lin Fengting was looking for here.

Lin Fengting walked slowly as if he didn’t hear Xuan Xuanzi’s voice.

Xuan Xuanzi hesitated, then followed Lin Fengting with an umbrella in his hand and carefully observed the white mist condensed by luck around him.

The wild rain pattered on the dark umbrella’s surface.

Flowers and plants swayed, thunder and lightning flashed, the wind roared, and the sound of rain fell down. It was noisy everywhere.

In a trance, Lin Fengting’s voice sounded very light and low, with a trance and unreal feeling. “Master, in such a big garden, will there be two flowers that are exactly the same?”

Xuan Xuanzi was stunned for a moment.

There would not be two completely identical leaves, or flowers, or people in the world.

He glanced at Lin Fengting and said with a smile, “They may be similar.”

“No.”

Lin Fengting’s voice sounded a bit persistent. “I mean exactly the same ones.”

“How is this possible?”

Xuan Xuanzi shook his head with a smile.

“I also thought that it was impossible before, but why was it impossible?” Lin Fengting muttered to himself and shook his head.

Xuan Xuanzi suddenly felt a little uneasy. His eyes narrowed and looked at Lin Fengting. “What do you mean, sir?”

“It’s not interesting.”

Lin Fengting shook his head. “These…”

He pointed at the dense fog in front of him. “Who did you give such dense luck and vitality to?”

“Of course, I gave it to the boss.”

Xuan Xuanzi’s tone sounded bland.

Lin Fengting laughed, and his smile was complicated and absurd. “Who’s your boss?”

Xuan Xuanzi looked at him with an even more absurd look. He asked in return, “Who else could it be except Qin Weibai?”

“That’s right.”

Lin Fengting said softly, “Apart from Qin Weibai, who else could it be?”

In the wind and rain, he let out a bitter laugh. “But the question is, who is Qin Weibai?”

In the dark church with an almost frozen atmosphere, the blood was still flowing.

The smell of blood seemed to carry a strange fragrance and the aura that symbolized evil and desire had begun to fade away at some point in time.

The Pope, who was about to leave, walked back step by step.

Angel looked at him, and her eyes were as calm as ice and snow.

“What is the Protestant Church?” the Pope stared into Angel’s eyes and asked in a serious tone.

“You don’t know the Protestant Church?”

Angel tilted her head and looked at the Pope. Her voice was hoa.r.s.e, and there was a strange emotion in it.

The Pope said nothing.

Of course, he knew that the Protestant Church, in the traditional sense, was also a sect that believed in G.o.d. In the eyes of ordinary people, the Vatican, the Eastern Church, and the Protestant Church had no difference. But because of the different interpretations of the same faith, they were like strangers to each other and even regarded each other as heretics.

The Vatican was very powerful. It was located in Eastern Europe and covered all the world.

The Eastern Church was firmly entrenched in Eastern Europe and was also deeply rooted in it.

The Protestant Church was a force that had just risen in recent years. There was no clear sect area. Its personnel was scattered, lacking in foundation, and it was mainly distributed in Southeast Asia. This kind of sect, which had no cultural basis, was not worthy of attention from the Vatican. But the Protestant Church had a lot of people. Besides, in the chaotic area of Southeast Asia, it was very easy to cultivate crazy believers. Therefore, the Protestant Church had developed very fast in recent years and had vaguely become the third force outside the Vatican and the Eastern Church.

But at this very moment, the Pope couldn’t be certain if the Protestant Church which Angel had mentioned was actually the one he knew.

“Have you joined the Protestant Church?”

The Pope’s voice suddenly became extremely cold.

“I didn’t join the Protestant Church.”

Angel’s voice grew more and more hard. “I’ve said this before. Before today, I have a clear conscience to the Vatican.”

The Pope stared coldly at Angel but did not say a word.

“I didn’t join it, but it doesn’t mean that I haven’t been in contact with the Protestant Church. I am the Holy Virgin of the Vatican, and the Protestant Church develops very fast. I really hope to recruit the Protestant Church and let them accept our ideas, and then become our new church area.”

“Did you meet the Pope of the Protestant Church?” the Pope suddenly asked.

“No.”

Angel shook her head. “I didn’t see the Pope.”

She smiled. “But I met the Holy Virgin of the Protestant Church, whose status is above the Pope,” she said quietly, but the Pope’s body suddenly became incomparably cold.

The wind blew and the rain fell heavily.

The conversation between Angel and the Pope came to an end.

The conversation between Mellad and the mysterious Majesty also came to an end.

There was silence at the end.

His Majesty listened to what had happened to Angel and said nothing for a long time.

Mellad waited quietly. But the longer he waited, the more he felt that something wasn’t right.

“Do you mean that Aresis has arranged a lot of confidants for Angel?”

“To be exact, it’s 16,” Mellad spoke in a serious manner.

“That is to say, Angel has had 16 men in a night?”

His Majesty’s voice was cold, and then he sneered. “Do you think it’s possible?”

Mellad carefully considered the situation back then.

From his point of view, he really wanted to see Saint Warriors insult the Holy Virgin of the Vatican. Therefore, he paid special attention to this matter. He carefully recalled it and once again confirmed, “This is the truth.”

“Bulls.h.i.+t!”

His Majesty suddenly began to curse angrily. “According to Angel’s personality, purity is her bottom line. She only has Tribulation in her heart. Tell me, under what circ.u.mstances, will she be insulted by more than 10 men?”

After a moment of silence, Mellad asked in a testing tone, “In the circ.u.mstance of no longer being able to resist.”

His Majesty was not amused by his cold humor. He slowly thought about it and said slowly, “It’s impossible that Angel had no room to resist. This is not right. It’s impossible…”

His voice was silent for a while, and then suddenly he asked, “How many times did Angel contact with the Samsara Palace?”

“Based on what I know, only once. It is at the Holy Land.”

Mellad said, “That night, I met Qin Weibai and Lin Fengting. Angel was there as well.”

“Hmm,” His Majesty said, “did Lin Fengting draw his sword against you at that night?”

“Yes.”

Mellad nodded.

“You’re not injured at all?”

His Majesty’s voice was getting more and more gloomy.

“Yes.”

In the end, Mellad still nodded. “Lin Fengting is just so-so. Although his sword is powerful, it’s very slow.”

“It’s too slow!”

His Majesty’s voice suddenly raised. “It’s so slow that you don’t even know how many things you’ve missed!”

He took a few rapid breaths and said coldly, “Didn’t you notice the time after the end of the matter? How long did it take for Lin Fengting to strike out that sword? 10 minutes? Or half an hour?”

Mellad opened his mouth, but his heart suddenly sank.

He didn’t know how long it took for Lin Fengting to strike it at that night, and he didn’t know if he had noticed the time.

At this moment, he tried hard to recall and suddenly found that he had no impression of that night at all.

The wind and rain filled the sky.

His Majesty hung up.

Under the gloomy polar night, the roar of the engine with a sense of madness could be heard vaguely.

The bright car lights rushed to the church like two raging tides.

The killing intent was all over the sky.

At the same time.

The atmosphere in the church hall had already completely frozen.

The Pope was once again cold and aloof.

“Angel…”

His voice was filled with sighs.

All of a sudden, Angel raised her head to glance at him.

“My name is Situ.”

She smiled gently.

All of a sudden, Angel’s figure was in front of the Pope.

Her figure was so tall, so clear, and so beautiful that it almost occupied the entire world.

The Pope was dazed for a moment before he suddenly woke up from his stupor.

This was…

This was the absolute pure spiritual field.

This was… the Transcendent Realm!

The Pope suddenly retreated, and as he retreated, his voice became incomparably high-pitched. “Kill her!!!”

The sound of a heavy object falling to the ground rang out without any warning.

Aresis had not yet come to his senses. Around him, one Saint Warrior after another, who had grinned grimly and insulted Angel, had fallen down silently.

The main hall of the church was still extremely dark.

However, the light was slightly changing.

In a trance, Angel, whose limbs had been nailed to the cross, was bleeding.

But the smell of desire was away.

Her body was no longer naked.

The torn white dress reappeared on her body, extremely clean and neat.

Aresis’s eyes widened in disbelief.

Everything in front of him was a false illusion?

How was this possible?

Angel, who was in a white dress and bleeding, slowly opened her eyes.

“Loser.”

She looked at Aresis, and there was undisguised arrogance in her tone. “I said, you are a clown, and I have the willpower and spirit that you are most lacking in. You are not qualified to insult me.”

Aresis’s giant body suddenly trembled.

The extreme anger swallowed up all his reason in an instant.

Throughout the night, all the images, the cruel revenge, the desperate struggle, and the wailing were all the illusions he had imagined?!

Now Angel’s dress was neat and tidy. When the illusion disappeared, she turned out to be so arrogant.

“You… you…”

Aresis’s fingers were constantly trembling.

Angel gave Aresis a cold look.

Aresis looked angry and resentful.

Within Angel’s mental field, there was nothing out of the ordinary about him. But Angel spat out a mouthful of blood.

At the same time.

The Pope’s aura rapidly diminished as well.

The figure of the Pope began to retreat rapidly in the dark, but his order did not change. “Aresis, kill her!”

Angel began to laugh.

Outside the church, wild vehicles smashed forcefully into the church. In the sky of the polar night, a fiery light lit up the continuous rain. Angel straightened her body and calmly said, “Everything you guys did tonight is blasphemy.”

“You’re all guilty.”

“You deserve ten thousand deaths!”