Transcendent Ember

Chapter 836 Qiu Jiande
The base camp of the Ziwei Cult is located in the Twisted Borderlands, in a building-like Transcendental Object named 'St. Peter's Basilica'.

The sacred purple light emitted from the 'St. Peter's Basilica', accompanied by a burst of prayers that seemed to be absent, wiped out all the chaos and distortion in a large area nearby...

In the church, Zhang Qiu Jiande used great supernatural powers to build a statue of a god who sits on the seat of dominion, with the rules of the universe above his head, and steps on the sun, moon and stars.

He knelt silently in front of the statue, closed his eyes, and prayed in a low voice devoutly.

Following his prayer, a purple light surged out from the cosmic rules above the statue, establishing a close connection between him and the statue.

boom!
Ripples rippled in the void like water waves. At this moment, Zhang Chou Jiande's consciousness seemed to have crossed endless time and space, and saw an extremely powerful and great existence.

He is like the Lord of the entire universe...

Zhangchou Jiande's expression became more respectful and humble, and he dedicated his body and mind to that supreme being...

His devotion seemed to have moved that existence, and a holy light emanated from the statue as the medium, covering Zhangchou Jiande like mercury pouring down the ground.

Li Chengdao, Pirlo, Pimsky and others beside him were also shrouded in that light.

In the light, the injuries on all of them began to improve at a speed visible to the naked eye...

The prayer lasted for a long time, and during this process, the whole 'St. Peter's Basilica' was filled with a solemn atmosphere.

At the end of the prayer, all the extraordinary creatures of the upper third rank of the Ziwei Sect had returned to their peak state, and even some negative abilities that should have been activated were completely wiped out...

"Thank you, Your Excellency the Pope."

Li Chengdao and others bowed to Zhang Qiu Jiande. The entire Ziwei Sect, only Zhang Qiu Jiande participated in the prayer in person, could have such an obvious effect.

It is also because of this that Zhangchou Jiande's position in the hearts of everyone in Ziwei Sect is as stable as a mountain. Everyone regards him as a saint under the crown of Ziwei, and believes that only he can save the world.

"The Great Patriarch..." Zhang Qiu Jiande got up, turned to look at Li Chengdao and the other 21 bishops, and said indifferently, "You should be grateful to Ziwei, it is His gospel that saved you and others."

"Praise Ziwei, Your Majesty!" Li Chengdao and other 22 people said to the statue in unison.

Only then did Zhangchou Jiande show a satisfied expression.

"His Excellency the Pope..."

Li Chengdao stepped forward and humbly asked, "Now that Lear is dead, what should we do next?"

Pirlo and the others also showed curiosity and acted as if they were listening.

Zhang Qiu Jiande said softly but firmly: "The messenger of Ziwei is about to come, we must spread the gospel of Ziwei to the whole world before then, this is the test given to us by Ziwei, we can only succeed, Don't fail!

"People from the Spiritual Retreat and the Pharaoh's Society are stubborn, and they are a stumbling block on our way of spreading the gospel, and they have prejudices against us, and they are very likely to join forces to deal with us, so...

"We have to get rid of one of them first before they join forces, Patriarch. This goal is up to you, and it must be fast!"

Li Chengdao nodded solemnly: "Yes!"

After a pause, he then asked, "Your Excellency the Pope, what should we do with the group of upper-ranks in the civilized country?"

Zhang Qiu Jiande said indifferently, "It's just a group of seventh-rank extraordinary, don't worry about it..."

Before he finished speaking, a mutation suddenly occurred!
Moan! ——

A clear sword cry suddenly interrupted Zhangchou Jiande, and the moment the sword sound sounded, a dazzling sword light penetrated the 'St. Peter's Basilica', cutting this extraordinary architectural object in two!
The sword energy is like frost, and the cut is as smooth as a mirror!
After the sword qi sliced ​​open the 'St. Peter's Basilica', it continued to kill Zhangchou Jiande, who was tall and wearing a purple star robe, with endless sharpness!
"Bold!"

The bishop named Pirlo yelled and punched out, and the endless purple airflow condensed into a huge fist and hit the sword energy.

Pimsky, the fox demon bishop who had besieged Yi Xingjian, and the female bishop who had been besieged by Angothus also took action one after another. At that moment, dozens of magical powers flocked to the sword energy.

Li Chengdao even led people out of the 'St. Peter's Basilica' to find the intruder!
but……

An invisible, unperceivable sword energy split Pirlo's fist light, and it was a sword facing Pirlo's face!
The aura of the royal way permeated, making Pimsky, Bishop Fox Demon and others froze, and a storm that destroyed everything took this opportunity to swallow all these bishops!

Li Chengdao and others who rushed out of the 'St. Peter's Basilica' only saw the endless night covering the world.

They were cut off from retreat, and the leader was a paladin holding a spear and sitting astride a tall horse.

Lu Hunyuan, Yi Xingjian, Angus, Ural...

The members of the same boat club didn't say much, and directly declared war on Ziwei Sect!
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"Humph!"

All the disciples of Ziwei Sect were stopped by others, so Zhangchou Jiande had no choice but to make a move himself. He stood in front of the statue without dodging or evading, until the sword energy approached, and then stretched out a hand at a speed that surpassed his thoughts.

A three-tiered 'pope's scepter' appeared in his hands at some point, and he pointed it exactly at the peak of the sword energy.

boom! ——

The menacing sword energy stagnated for a moment, and then turned into countless fragments and flew out in all directions.

Zhangchou Jiande withdrew his hand indifferently, and looked at the attacker with cold eyes:
Zhang Jichuan.

"Ok?"

The moment he saw Zhang Jichuan, Zhangchou Jiande suddenly frowned, and a look of astonishment emerged spontaneously: "You... have broken through to the eighth-rank extraordinary?!"

"good eyesight."

Zhang Jichuan retracted his hand holding the 'Xuanyuan Sword', and looked down at Zhangchou Jiande from above the cracked 'St. Peter's Basilica': "As expected of a heavenly genius in the First Dynasty, it's a pity that a person like you You actually chose to surrender and lead the way..."

"This is called a good bird chooses a tree to live in!" Zhang Qiu Jiande looked at Lu Hunyuan and others who were fighting fiercely with the bishops of the Ziwei Sect, his eyes flashed, "It seems that they have been subdued by you, it is incredible, he They are all arrogant people, and they would be willing to obey your orders..."

Speaking of this, he glanced at the 'Xuanyuan Sword' and asked, "Could it be that Lear passed on his mantle to you and asked you to continue on his path that is doomed to failure?"

"I have indeed inherited the mantle of His Excellency Lear." Zhang Jichuan nodded, and he saw a vast purple aura emanating from Zhangchou Jiande's body, forming a pure purple space, including him and himself.

"But..." Zhang Jichuan continued without changing his expression, "Your Excellency Lear did not ask me to follow his path, and I will not follow his path either."

"Oh?"

Demonic lines emerged on Zhang Qiu Jiande's body, and an eyeball-shaped symbol appeared between his eyebrows, which was surprisingly similar to the Zixing people that Zhang Jichuan saw in the illusion of civilization.

He stared at Zhang Jichuan with great interest: "I would like to know, what is your philosophy? How can you make the group of stubborn, self-important fellows of the Gods Society fall to you so quickly."

Zhang Jichuan did not refuse, and explained his ideas to Zhang Qiu Jiande in detail.

He listened very carefully, until Zhang Jichuan finished speaking, he didn't speak, and kept thinking.

Zhang Jichuan didn't interrupt him, he listened to Lear's suggestion very seriously, hoping to draw Zhang Qiu Jiande into his camp.

Although this hope is not great...

Zhangchou Jiande really disappointed him. After a brief silence, he shook his head and said, "Zhang Jichuan, if you had been born 1000 years earlier, maybe this deity would have become one of your subordinates, but today..."

Zhang Jichuan said indifferently: "Your Excellency, do you want to go all the way to the dark?"

"Why not?" Zhangchou Jiande opened his arms, "This deity is used to serving Her Majesty Ziwei, and my belief in him has been deeply rooted. Now you let this deity turn back? Is it too late?"

Zhang Jichuan was a little hard to understand: "Emperor Zixing and the earth are separated by hundreds of millions of light-years. You have never even seen him. Where did you have such a firm belief?"

"Although this deity has never seen him, but..." Zhang Qiu Jiande said with a look of 'you don't understand', "this deity uses a set of supernatural items to create his own belief technique, but he can anchor him across hundreds of millions of light years , isn't this more difficult than meeting him?
"In the beginning, the deity was just like you, with the mentality of saving this planet and this season's civilization, and believed in him, but as time went by, the deity's belief in him became deeper and deeper...

"The deeper the faith, the more you can feel His greatness and power.

"Zhang Jichuan, let go of your fearless resistance. If the earth's civilization is given another 1 years, there will be no such powerful existence as Ziwei. If you become an enemy of his messenger, there will only be one end:
"That is death!
"The only way to avoid death is to let go of hostility and believe in Him wholeheartedly."

Zhang Jichuan couldn't agree with it, and said in a deep voice: "You must not be unclear about the purpose of the Purple Star people. Just for an illusory existence, you are going to sacrifice the future of this planet?"

Zhang Qiu Jiande's face was calm: "Why not give up the limited future and integrate into the infinite future of Purple Star?"

"Oh." Zhang Jichuan laughed angrily, "Do you think that if you believe in the Purple Star people, the Purple Star people will treat you as one of their own? And an infinite future? Let me tell you, the Purple Star people have never been good men and women, even if you lead this The planet has taken refuge in them, and they are only their third-class citizens...

"No, to say that the third-class citizens are high-ranking, they will only regard this planet as a leek garden that can be harvested at any time!"

Zhangchou Jiande looked at him coldly: "You are too narrow."

"Narrow?" Zhang Jichuan was furious, "The end of civilization in the last season is vivid in my mind, and you still have expectations for the Zixing people? Zhang Qiu Jiande, you really...

"So stupid!"

(End of this chapter)