"Your Holiness." "What are your orders?" Holt looked at the figures on the screen and said, "Listen up, everyone. Wilbur wants to end the war in the Bullard Bay area. He will inevitably come to find you. The moment any of you encounter Wilbur, notify me immediately. I will get there as fast as I can. This time, I will ensure he dies." "Yes, Your Holiness." "Understood, Your Holiness." At this moment, Wilbur was on his way to Velks, a small country in the Bullard Bay area. Velks had been engulfed in the region's war for over a year. The prolonged conflict had claimed the lives of thousands of soldiers and civilians. Wilbur had learned that Velks was controlled by Cardinal Bernal of the church. According to Layla's intelligence, Bernal was a treacherous individual who had sworn loyalty to the Pope. Bernal had vowed to uphold the Pope's plans, even if it meant dying in battle. His staunch allegiance made him a key figure in the ongoing conflict in the Bullard Bay area. Knowi
Bernal respectfully said, "Your Holiness, are there any other orders?" "Bernal, I anticipate that Wilbur will likely head to Velks first. If he comes to you, remember, don't engage him in battle. Just stall him until I arrive." "Understood, Your Holiness." The figure on the screen flickered and then vanished into static. Just then, a servant entered, bowing respectfully. "Lord Bernal, a young man outside claiming to be named Andrew seeks an audience with you." "Andrew?" Bernal turned and looked at the servant, frowning as he pondered. "Among all the people I know, there isn't anyone named Andrew. How did he know I was here? Did someone leak information about my location?" The servant, terrified, dropped to his knees with a thud and said respectfully, "My Lord, I don't know either. The young man said he found this place on his own. I thought he might be an old acquaintance of yours." "An old acquaintance?" "Hmph. Very well, I will meet him. Lead the way." "Yes, my Lord
"You!" Bernal's initial reaction to seeing Wilbur was anger. But then he recalled Holt's warning and had to suppress his rage. Coldly, he said, "This is Bullard Bay. Wilbur, you are a citizen of Dasha. Instead of dealing with your own country's affairs, you came here to meddle in the issues of Bullard Bay. Isn't that too much?" After speaking, Bernal subtly signaled to the servant, who immediately understood and left the hall. Wilbur responded, "Lord Bernal, don't you realize that the situation here has far exceeded our expectations? What's happening in Bullard is affecting the entire dimension. As cultivators, it is our responsibility and duty to maintain the peace of the entire dimension." "I don't know what you're talking about. The church has no enmity with Dasha's Department of Paranormal Research and Defense. I am merely following the orders of the Pope. I advise you not to interfere." Seeing that Bernal seemed reasonable, Wilbur suspected that Bernal might be unaware o
At this moment, Holt glared coldly at Bernal, shouting angrily, "Bernal, do you realize who you're talking to? I am the Pope! Do you think I am less than an ordinary Church member in your eyes?" "Please, Your Holiness, demonstrate Illuminos." "Insolence!" "Bernal, you have disappointed me greatly. Now, I, Holt, as the Pope, hereby strip you of your title as Cardinal and expel you from the Church. From this moment on, you are no longer a member of our Church. Begone!" Hearing this, Bernal gritted his teeth and said coldly, "Why is it that everyone else can perform the Illuminos, a very simple spell, but you, Your Holiness, dare not? It seems Wilbur was right. You have sacrificed your soul to the evil god and become its puppet. Isn't that the real reason you refuse to perform Illuminos?" Bernal's eyes widened, and in the next instant, a beam of white light pierced through his chest. Holt, with a dark expression, watched as Bernal fell to the ground, full of resentment. He said
"Hahaha!" The Dark Messenger sneered and said, "Do you really think you have such a chance? Holt, don't forget that you are just my puppet now. You are my slave. You will do whatever I command. You have no choice." Wilbur looked at Holt, now reduced to a mere puppet, with a shocked expression. It was hard to believe that the former powerful figure who once controlled the entire Bullard Bay region had fallen to such a fate. With a stern face, the Dark Messenger continued, "Holt, now I will transfer my energy to you. You must defeat Wilbur for me and kill him with your own hands." Holt, with cold eyes fixed on Wilbur, said, "I've always wanted to kill him. Before, I didn't have the strength to slay Wilbur, but if you, Dark Messenger, can make me stronger, I am willing to kill Wilbur for you!" "Don't worry, Holt. The power I give you will be more than enough to defeat Wilbur." Powerful energy emanated from the Dark Messenger, quickly channeling into Holt's body. Wilbur could cle
"Here, have a little present." Holt sent more crushed rocks spinning out, encased in dark energy as they hurtled toward Wilbur. Wilbur backed up quickly at the sight, channeling his dragon aura once more to form a dragon aura storm. The crushed rocks decreased in speed upon coming into contact with the dragon aura storm before stopping around a meter from Wilbur. Holt darted up behind the crushed rocks, his gaze cold. "You might have been able to take one of my attacks, but how about a second one?" Just as Holt finished his sentence, he struck the crushed rocks once more. The powerful dark energy exploded at once as countless crushed rocks flew out. Just then, the Light Helmet on Wilbur's head sensed the threat and activated a light barrier that covered him completely so the crushed rocks bounced away harmlessly. Wilbur looked around, but Holt was nowhere to be seen. All of a sudden, a wave of dark energy descended around Wilbur in the shape of a ball with Holt standing on to
Following that, Wilbur escaped the underground palace as fast as he could. The Dark Messenger smirked. "These dragon clan cultivators sure are something different, aren't they? I guess I really underestimated you, Wilbur Penn." Holt was furious. "What the hell! Why did you let him get away?" The Dark Messenger brought his sword down, slashing through Holt's body from his left shoulder to his right belly. Black, viscous liquid gushed out as the wound began healing on its own, and Holt stared at it in shock and terror. "Remember, you're no more than a puppet of mine. You have no right to speak to me however you want to." Following that, the Dark Messenger turned away and began walking out of the underground palace by following Wilbur's aura. However, by the time he had reached the streets outside, Wilbur's aura had completely disappeared. "That f*cking bastard got away." Over the other end, Wilbur concealed his aura upon fleeing the underground palace. He changed his appear
"However, from the way things are going now, we might not need to do so anymore." "What? Why? Would you rather have Bullard Bay suffer through this endless war, General Arthur?" "No, no, Mister Penn. I think you've misunderstood me. You might not know this yet, but all the fighting across Bullard Bay ended all of a sudden earlier this afternoon. The war across the entire Bullard Bay stopped in just an hour." "That really is a miracle." Wilbur was stunned at the news as well. He knew that stopping the war would be a difficult feat if they were to go on. They would require at least three to five months of negotiations and signing quite a few peace treaties. The Church of Holy Illuminati had single-handedly started the Bullard Bay war and it would definitely be much easier for them to take care of the situation. However, despite all that, ending the war in an hour was still mind-boggling. What Wilbur did not know was that Bernal had been one of Holt's most favored right-hand m