Wilbur walked into the pit slowly, reaching out toward the skeleton. A mysterious force rushed into his body the moment he picked a bone up. Wilbur remained emotionless, feeling the sensation in silence. Aside from spiritual energy, it also contained a large amount of spirit energy. Any regular mortal would not be able to withstand such power, even losing their mind and going insane. A long while later, Wilbur sent the skeleton into his demiplane. Cameron and the rest heaved a loud sigh of relief the second the pressure in the air lessened. "Sir, can you please tell us what that was?" Catherine piped up curiously. Wilbur frowned. "I'm not too sure myself if I'm being honest. It might belong to an ancient tribe or an alien. I have no way of knowing, but they had to be extremely powerful when they were still alive." Catherine and the rest looked at each other. None of them were at Wilbur's level of skill and power yet, and thus could not fully understand what he meant
That was all well within expectation, as Wilbur did not sense any of that powerful energy anymore. He was just a little unwilling to give up. Seeing as Cameron and the rest were not back yet, Wilbur sat down on the ground and began to meditate. There were some new lessons he had learned that he felt the need to digest. It was later in the evening when the three adventurers returned. They did not dare to disturb Wilbur's meditation. Instead, they opened their backpacks and placed the seven gems they had found on the ground. Gems were just like jade. They were a form of rare minerals. They had been forged through thousands of years and were considered a marvelous sight to behold on their own. The gems they had found had also been absorbing the essence of the crystal skeleton and contained some mysterious energy. Wearing the gems as an accessory would be sure to improve any regular mortal's physical health, and even help them live longer. One of these gems alone could
Wilbur stopped in his tracks, staring at both men coldly. Cameron and the others were shocked. Were these two thinking of challenging Wilbur? Did they have a death wish? Instead, the two men scrambled to get down on one knee at the sight of Wilbur before chorusing, "We'd like to become your disciples, sir. Please grant us this honor." Cameron exchanged a glance with his companions. It was true that even Sanctuary level cultivators would fight over the chance to be a disciple of a true expert. Just then, Wilbur took out his thunder cleaver and swung it outward. A crack of thunder rang through the air, and a terrifying wave of energy spread out. Kaxx and Sheldon were shocked, scrambling to defend themselves. Sheldon summoned an enormous shield, and Kaxx summoned his cutlass. However, the immense power from the thunder cleaver tore through both their defenses at once. Kaxx was cut bisected at the waist. Sheldon's shield was crushed as he was sent flying over a dozen
Once there were enough people in the square, Catherine came out in white church robes with flames embroidered on the hems and a fire dragon stitched into the chest, giving a speech to the public. Her voice rang in the crowd's ears, and it was not long before their gazes turned awestruck. Karl could not help but marvel at the sight. It was unclear where Wilbur had even found this girl. She was beautiful, and her natural charm was perfect for spreading the word of the church. Under the influence of her natural charm, every believer would only grow more loyal, some even becoming devout believers. These devout believers were extremely enthusiastic about everything there was to know about the church. They were willing to give everything they could to the church, even putting themselves on the frontlines if a battle was to break out. With Catherine's speeches, the church gained up to a thousand believers in half a month and dozens of extreme believers. She had single-handedly
"That's too much!" Karl flew into a rage at last at the sight of his men being hurt. "Elite Ice Domain!" A huge ice sword appeared in Karl's hand, and two wings made of ice sprouted from his back as well. The air was filled with a frosty chill. "Take that!" Karl swung his sword in Herman's direction. "Lowlife." Herman laughed coldly, waving a hand. A holy flame shot out towards the ice sword. An explosion rumbled through the air and Karl was sent stumbling over a dozen meters backward, leaving a long, deep welt in the ground. "Super Sanctuary?" Karl was shocked. The Church of Holy Illuminati was really hiding a powerhouse. Even one Red Archbishop alone was already so powerful. Cameron and Dawson were surprised as well. They knew that Karl was of peak Sanctuary level, but super Sanctuary was in a whole new league. "Don't blame me for showing you no mercy, you godless devil." Herman rose a hundred meters into the air as he uttered the words, "O' Mighty Lord of
All at once, a thunder dragon burning brightly with inscription-filled spirit flames shot out to meet the golden inferno. "Inscriptions?" Herman cried out in shock. The thunder dragon crushed the inferno, striking Herman in the chest. He let out a cry of agony, falling from mid-air. The holy warriors below scrambled to catch his body, but Herman was already pale as a sheet and spitting out blood profusely. He had been fatally wounded by just one blow. This attack, however, had also let the crowd finally see their Godly Emperor. Wilbur took his thunder cleaver as soon as he landed, zipping around the twenty holy warriors in a circle. He returned to where he had been standing after that, putting the cleaver away. The holy warriors let out cries of agony, each of them had one of their hands chopped clean off. It had happened so suddenly, too. A super Sanctuary level archbishop and twenty Ambience level holy warriors had been heavily wounded and incapacitated. The c
The energy was shapeless and colorless. It was indescribable. However, it was undeniably there. It was still weak at the moment, but Wilbur could sense that the energy was uniform and consistent. This consistency was fuelled by a powerful force. Wilbur still could not understand the consistency yet, but he had his Second Consciousness work on analyzing it at once. He was certain that he would be able to achieve great things with this. Wilbur smiled, then picked up the Pope's crown. The red gem on the crown shone bright and fiery. "This gem looks rather familiar," he mused. Karl piped up then. "It was Elder Catherine who gave up her gemstone for this crown we made." "Oh." Wilbur looked at Catherine, who lowered her head and bowed. He then looked at the crowd before him, all of whom seemed overwhelmed with emotion. It was as if they were waiting for something to happen. Since that was the case, Wilbur hesitated no more. He put the Fire Dragon Crown on and spread h
This lasted about three hours, and Wilbur heaved a sigh of relief when all the believers were finally gone. It was tough work. Wilbur checked on Omar and the church militia's wounds then. Upon confirming that they were minor injuries, he had them clean the wounds before gathering them in the church along with Karl and the rest. Wilbur's gaze fell on Archbishop Karl, the Patron Saint Catherine, the church executive Groot, and elders Cameron and Dawson. "You five shall be the core force of the church. Work hard at spreading the word of your church. Meanwhile, I shall be heading back to Dasha." "Are you going to leave now, Your Holiness?" Karl seemed a little reluctant. Wilbur said, "I have other things to attend to, and the church doesn't seem to be in any danger right now. I'm sure the Church of Holy Illuminati won't give us any trouble anytime soon. You just need to work on our growth slowly and steadily. I'll come back to see you when I have the time." Everyone had no ch