Translated by: La0o9
Edited by: La0o9
Proofreader: Arya
The Pope threw the card outward.
The card lit up, then disappeared.
A figure appeared in its place, facing Gu Qing Shan.
It was the man that was fooled by his rock trick at the lakeside, Great Holy Apostle Hurt.
Gu Qing Shan was surprised to see him.
He became a card?
Or is this spatial guidance? Or cross-space summoning?
No one knows exactly what the Pope is capable of, but now, Gu Qing Shan is finally able to see just the tip of the iceberg.
He silently put a Healing Pill in his mouth.
Then a Spirit Replenishment Pill.
Suddenly, the Great Holy Apostle started to talk.
“I’ve been thinking about how I would chop the bastard that dared to make a fool out of me to a million pieces”
Hurt stepped closer and closer to Gu Qing Shan, gritting his teeth as he spoke.
A gorgeous divine pattern started to appear beneath his feet.
The Holy Church’s Mystic-type God's Chosen Skill, certified King of the God's Chosen Skills, [Heaven’s Judgement]
As soon as the pattern beneath Hurt’s feet expanded to its full size, a gust of wind started to pick up in the room.
The sword followed the wind, gently made its way below Hurt’s feet and flicked upward.
Too quick!
An extremely sharp and unexpected angle of attack, making it hard to react to and block it in time.
Hurt’s expression changed, quickly flew backwards.
As soon as he took a step back, the sword followed him as if it was a living being, the thrusting speed suddenly increased exponentially.
Shill!
The tip of the sword lets out a screaming sound of the wind as it magnified more and more in front of Hurt’s eyes.
Not good!
Hurt could tell his reaction was late, but he couldn’t help but raised both arms up to protect his head, covering himself with holy power to lessen the damage as much as possible.
The attack hits.
Although the strike was quick, its damage was nothing to write home about, Hurt was completely unhurt, only knocked off the ground and very slightly lost his balance.
Although the Pope was watching this without a care in the world, she still noticed the discrepancy.
“Just now, when he tried to assassinate me, the power of his sword wasn’t only that much”
“Holding back?... he’s still holding back at this point in time?”
She muttered.
Not caring about what the Pope thinks, Gu Qing Shan briefly scanned his sword with his inner sight.
After the first strike, a bit of the holy power covering Hurt’s body was chipped away, while a part of the Earth Sword started to light up.
This light was made from the combined power of Gu Qing Shan’s spirit energy and Hurt’s holy power.
The light travelled up and down the shaft of the sword, then finally settled down near the hilt and stayed there.
Seeing so, Gu Qing Shan breathed in, his expression became serious.
The first star has been made.
Six more to go.
That strike just now was indeed the first of [Seven Stars Flowing Dragon], [Vacant]!
To unleash the full power of this Secret Art, you have to be able to hit the same enemy 7 times.
This is exceptionally difficult.
[Seven Stars Flowing Dragon] is hailed as one of the four strongest Secret Arts below the realm of Sword Saint, which is also Gu Qing Shan’s most powerful attack at the moment.
Gu Qing Shan had no choice but to attempt this Secret Art right here, because it’s literally his only lifeline.
Looking at the Holy Apostle still floating in the air, Gu Qing Shan’s eyes glowed.
Now!
He jumped up, swinging the Earth Sword in pursuit.
Second of [Seven Stars], [Spur]!
A sword phantom as thin as a hair escaped from the Earth Sword.
Hurt put both hands forward, emitting two puffs of white fire to block.
But Gu Qing Shan’s attack was still too quick, and the attack range was only the width of a single hair, so he couldn’t quite catch it.
Rip!
The thin thread-like slash was so animated that it evaded Hurt’s hands, went through his body and even pierced through the ceiling behind him.
The second hit!
The Earth Sword once again let out another light.
The light once again travelled up and down the shaft of the sword, stopping right above the first light.
Hurt looked at his wound.
It’s such a small wound that it’s completely insignificant.
Letting his holy power circled around himself, he found nothing strange.
In the process, that small wound was easily closed up by the holy power as well.
“You dare to mess with the Holy Church with nothing but such party tricks?” Hurt said disappointedly.
Seeing CTS about to land, he once again used his God's Chosen Skill.
“Judgement!” he shouted.
Numerous dark holes appeared around the room
Reaching in, Hurt took out two men on their dying breaths and burned them to the bones with his holy fire.
“I profess ------ Arg!”
He couldn’t help but scream in pain.
Gu Qing Shan was now standing on the ground, far away from Hurt, but still thrust his sword at him.
Hundreds of thin sword phantoms appeared in the air, attacking him from all sides.
The third strike, [Wind Twist]!
Hurt’s clothes were completely decimated, wounds opened up all over his body like he was suffering a flesh rending punishment, exceptionally visual.
Scanning his sword again, Gu Qing Shan saw the third light appeared, lining up with the first two lights.
But even this attack isn’t that strong, the wounds might look terrible, but it hardly managed to truly harm Hurt.
Although these attacks are weak, they appeared without any warning, and with how skillful Gu Qing Shan is, Hurt couldn’t even manage to react or block.
The Pope frowned: “Seems like you’re quite talented after all”
She quickly drew a card and had it hover in front of herself.
On the card was the Great Holy Apostle Hurt, he’s currently looking up, screaming inside the card.
The Pope drew another card, which depicted a shield.
She then placed the shield card on top of Hurt’s card.
“I bless you with protection, my Holy Apostle” she said.
The two cards light up, then combined into one.
On the card, Great Holy Apostle Hurt was now raising the shield to block in front of himself.
In the room, a blue tower shield suddenly appeared in front of Hurt.
Having a tower shield to block himself with, Gu Qing Shan would find it very difficult to hit Hurt again.
Some holy light was also emitting from the shield, quickly healing Hurt’s wounds.
His wounds were visually closing up.
This is an extremely strong equipment, not only could it block powerful attacks, it’s also passively healing the user’s wounds.
In numerous battles, so many strong people have fallen in front of this shield, dying helplessly.
Taking the shield in hand, Hurt roared with a frenzied tone: “Fucking brat, I will throw you into the deepest pit in the Holy Judge’s HQ and make sure you receive all the worst pains there is!”
Looking at the shield, Gu Qing Shan’s face became a bit colder.
No matter what, the next four consecutive strikes must all hit in order to form the full seven stars!
He jumped up, brandishing the Earth Sword at Hurt.
“So he still dares to come again? I thought he would’ve tried to escape by now…” the Pope laughed, slightly intrigued.
She waved her hand.
The air started to ripple around the walls of the room.
When the air returned to normal, another card was already on the Pope’s hand.
It was a door, sealed up by a giant lock.
“Such a brave brat, if that’s the case, I should use another card…”
The Pope lightly touched the card, as soon as it dissipated, she reached her hand out and drew another card from the air.
Unsatisfied, she took the card with her left hand and drew another.
Translated by: La0o9
Edited by: La0o9
Proofreader: Arya
The Pope threw the card outward.
The card lit up, then disappeared.
A figure appeared in its place, facing Gu Qing Shan.
It was the man that was fooled by his rock trick at the lakeside, Great Holy Apostle Hurt.
Gu Qing Shan was surprised to see him.
He became a card?
Or is this spatial guidance? Or cross-space summoning?
No one knows exactly what the Pope is capable of, but now, Gu Qing Shan is finally able to see just the tip of the iceberg.
He silently put a Healing Pill in his mouth.
Then a Spirit Replenishment Pill.
Suddenly, the Great Holy Apostle started to talk.
“I’ve been thinking about how I would chop the bastard that dared to make a fool out of me to a million pieces”
Hurt stepped closer and closer to Gu Qing Shan, gritting his teeth as he spoke.
A gorgeous divine pattern started to appear beneath his feet.
The Holy Church’s Mystic-type God's Chosen Skill, certified King of the God's Chosen Skills, [Heaven’s Judgement]
As soon as the pattern beneath Hurt’s feet expanded to its full size, a gust of wind started to pick up in the room.
The sword followed the wind, gently made its way below Hurt’s feet and flicked upward.
Too quick!
An extremely sharp and unexpected angle of attack, making it hard to react to and block it in time.
Hurt’s expression changed, quickly flew backwards.
As soon as he took a step back, the sword followed him as if it was a living being, the thrusting speed suddenly increased exponentially.
Shill!
The tip of the sword lets out a screaming sound of the wind as it magnified more and more in front of Hurt’s eyes.
Not good!
Hurt could tell his reaction was late, but he couldn’t help but raised both arms up to protect his head, covering himself with holy power to lessen the damage as much as possible.
The attack hits.
Although the strike was quick, its damage was nothing to write home about, Hurt was completely unhurt, only knocked off the ground and very slightly lost his balance.
Although the Pope was watching this without a care in the world, she still noticed the discrepancy.
“Just now, when he tried to assassinate me, the power of his sword wasn’t only that much”
“Holding back?... he’s still holding back at this point in time?”
She muttered.
Not caring about what the Pope thinks, Gu Qing Shan briefly scanned his sword with his inner sight.
After the first strike, a bit of the holy power covering Hurt’s body was chipped away, while a part of the Earth Sword started to light up.
This light was made from the combined power of Gu Qing Shan’s spirit energy and Hurt’s holy power.
The light travelled up and down the shaft of the sword, then finally settled down near the hilt and stayed there.
Seeing so, Gu Qing Shan breathed in, his expression became serious.
The first star has been made.
Six more to go.
That strike just now was indeed the first of [Seven Stars Flowing Dragon], [Vacant]!
To unleash the full power of this Secret Art, you have to be able to hit the same enemy 7 times.
This is exceptionally difficult.
[Seven Stars Flowing Dragon] is hailed as one of the four strongest Secret Arts below the realm of Sword Saint, which is also Gu Qing Shan’s most powerful attack at the moment.
Gu Qing Shan had no choice but to attempt this Secret Art right here, because it’s literally his only lifeline.
Looking at the Holy Apostle still floating in the air, Gu Qing Shan’s eyes glowed.
Now!
He jumped up, swinging the Earth Sword in pursuit.
Second of [Seven Stars], [Spur]!
A sword phantom as thin as a hair escaped from the Earth Sword.
Hurt put both hands forward, emitting two puffs of white fire to block.
But Gu Qing Shan’s attack was still too quick, and the attack range was only the width of a single hair, so he couldn’t quite catch it.
Rip!
The thin thread-like slash was so animated that it evaded Hurt’s hands, went through his body and even pierced through the ceiling behind him.
The second hit!
The Earth Sword once again let out another light.
The light once again travelled up and down the shaft of the sword, stopping right above the first light.
Hurt looked at his wound.
It’s such a small wound that it’s completely insignificant.
Letting his holy power circled around himself, he found nothing strange.
In the process, that small wound was easily closed up by the holy power as well.
“You dare to mess with the Holy Church with nothing but such party tricks?” Hurt said disappointedly.
Seeing CTS about to land, he once again used his God's Chosen Skill.
“Judgement!” he shouted.
Numerous dark holes appeared around the room
Reaching in, Hurt took out two men on their dying breaths and burned them to the bones with his holy fire.
“I profess ------ Arg!”
He couldn’t help but scream in pain.
Gu Qing Shan was now standing on the ground, far away from Hurt, but still thrust his sword at him.
Hundreds of thin sword phantoms appeared in the air, attacking him from all sides.
The third strike, [Wind Twist]!
Hurt’s clothes were completely decimated, wounds opened up all over his body like he was suffering a flesh rending punishment, exceptionally visual.
Scanning his sword again, Gu Qing Shan saw the third light appeared, lining up with the first two lights.
But even this attack isn’t that strong, the wounds might look terrible, but it hardly managed to truly harm Hurt.
Although these attacks are weak, they appeared without any warning, and with how skillful Gu Qing Shan is, Hurt couldn’t even manage to react or block.
The Pope frowned: “Seems like you’re quite talented after all”
She quickly drew a card and had it hover in front of herself.
On the card was the Great Holy Apostle Hurt, he’s currently looking up, screaming inside the card.
The Pope drew another card, which depicted a shield.
She then placed the shield card on top of Hurt’s card.
“I bless you with protection, my Holy Apostle” she said.
The two cards light up, then combined into one.
On the card, Great Holy Apostle Hurt was now raising the shield to block in front of himself.
In the room, a blue tower shield suddenly appeared in front of Hurt.
Having a tower shield to block himself with, Gu Qing Shan would find it very difficult to hit Hurt again.
Some holy light was also emitting from the shield, quickly healing Hurt’s wounds.
His wounds were visually closing up.
This is an extremely strong equipment, not only could it block powerful attacks, it’s also passively healing the user’s wounds.
In numerous battles, so many strong people have fallen in front of this shield, dying helplessly.
Taking the shield in hand, Hurt roared with a frenzied tone: “Fucking brat, I will throw you into the deepest pit in the Holy Judge’s HQ and make sure you receive all the worst pains there is!”
Looking at the shield, Gu Qing Shan’s face became a bit colder.
No matter what, the next four consecutive strikes must all hit in order to form the full seven stars!
He jumped up, brandishing the Earth Sword at Hurt.
“So he still dares to come again? I thought he would’ve tried to escape by now…” the Pope laughed, slightly intrigued.
She waved her hand.
The air started to ripple around the walls of the room.
When the air returned to normal, another card was already on the Pope’s hand.
It was a door, sealed up by a giant lock.
“Such a brave brat, if that’s the case, I should use another card…”
The Pope lightly touched the card, as soon as it dissipated, she reached her hand out and drew another card from the air.
Unsatisfied, she took the card with her left hand and drew another.
