A priest in North America, what the hell is the Demon Gate system?

"Lord Furnaeus——!"

Allen suddenly appeared from the side and front.

The boy spread his arms, using his thin body to shield the silver-haired girl from the heavy punch. His expression was calm, with a kind of martyr-like piety.

"Father! Stop! That's Allen—" the three football brothers cried out in unison, trying to rush forward to stop him.

"Ridiculous! I'm a disciple of the Demonic Sect, how can I be morally blackmailed?" Li Ang's eyes turned cold, and he completely ignored the shouts of these people.

The fist of the incarnation of Jesus did not stop for a moment, but struck out with the force of a thunderbolt.

But just before making contact with Allen, the blood shield talisman attached to the boy's back was activated prematurely under the deliberate stimulation of Li Ang's divine sense.

"Buzz—!!"

A dark red light membrane exploded from behind Allen, forming a semi-circular shield. The fist of the incarnation of Jesus slammed into the right edge of the shield, producing a dull thud. The shockwave then spread to the other side of the shield.

The protective shield shattered layer by layer in mid-air, and the blood-red fragments then dissipated.

Allen flew to the left like a baseball, landing precisely where Mark and his two companions were.

"Catch him!" Mark was the first to react.

The three young men from the football team frantically opened their arms and caught Allen in their arms as if he were a teammate celebrating.

The impact sent the four of them tumbling into a heap, rolling twice on the cave floor before coming to a stop.

"Cough...cough cough!"

Allen lay on top of Mark, coughing violently.

Mark looked down at the boy in his arms, his expression complex: "Bro, are you... are you fucking stupid?"

"Protecting the symbol of truth...is my duty..." Allen said, panting.

"Responsibility my ass! That thing was about to kill us!" Roddy cursed.

"That's a necessary test..."

"Testing you—"

"Look over there, Father!" Josh exclaimed, drawing everyone's attention back to the center of the cave.

The incarnation of Jesus slowly withdrew his arm, a bluish-white light swirling around him, his compassionate face expressionless.

And Fennes...

She stood there, her legs trembling, causing the hem of her silver-white dress to shake violently.

"Tick-tock—"

It was the sound of water, very soft, but clearly audible in the quiet cave.

A glistening liquid seeped from beneath her skirt, slowly trickling down the inside of her white stockings, gathering at her trembling knees, and then dripping onto the ground.

a drop.

Two drops.

Dark water stains quickly spread across the surface of the cave soil.

Mark's mouth dropped open, Josh adjusted his glasses, and Roddy blinked. The three of them fell silent at the same time.

The silver-haired girl who had just been high above, expounding on the truth and the power of the legion, now stood there like a frightened little animal, and was even so frightened that she quietly lost control of her bladder.

Furneus's face was as white as a sheet of paper.

She stared at the incarnation of Jesus so close to her, her lips trembling, all her arrogance and composure shattering into dust at that moment.

Those fantasies about debate, wisdom, and the rule of the world by legions were crushed in this moment by the fear ingrained in their very bones.

"You...you..." Her voice trembled, choked with sobs.

"You are...the messenger of Jehovah..."

The incarnation of Jesus did not answer, but simply looked at her silently.

"I...I don't know...I'm so sorry...I'm really so sorry..." Fenneus stammered, his hands flailing wildly. He wanted to bow but didn't know how, so he finally bent down deeply, his silver hair falling down to cover his face.

"Please forgive my ignorance...please..."

"Well, well, well... now you realize you were wrong?"

Li Ang stepped out from behind the avatar, with that gentle smile.

The sound of leather shoes on the rocks was slow and rhythmic, each step making Funeus's shoulders twitch.

He walked to the avatar and looked at the girl who had just called herself the great Fernéus.

His gaze swept over her trembling legs, and as he watched the glistening liquid dripping from them, Li Ang couldn't help but let out a smug, mischievous smile.

Tell me, where do you come from?

Fennes's shoulders trembled, he looked up sharply, then quickly lowered his head again: "Great messenger... Abyss... I come from the Abyss..."

"Be specific."

"It's...it's a fragment of space..." Fenneus's voice quickened, as if he was afraid of being beaten if he spoke too slowly.

"The barrier between the abyss and this world... sometimes cracks... and I was swept in... along with my legion..."

"Where is the Legion?"

"Gone...all gone...including most of my power, destroyed by the storm in space." Fenneus's voice was filled with genuine fear.

Li Ang sneered, "So you're just a lone commander now?"

"Ugh...yes...yes..." Freneus's voice trailed off.

She raised her head, her red eyes filled with tears, her pitiful appearance a stark contrast to her earlier arrogant demeanor.

"I really meant no harm... I just wanted to recruit a few apprentices... to rebuild a little bit of strength... I promise I won't hurt them... I just... just..."

"You just want to indoctrinate them with your set of truths, and then get them to recruit more people for you, right?"

Fennes choked, and was about to open his mouth to defend himself.

"Shut up." Li Ang interrupted him directly, and the Jesus avatar beside him took a step forward.

Ferné looked at Leon, then at the incarnation of Jesus beside him, and suddenly, tears streamed down his face.

This wasn't an act; she was genuinely frightened. Jehovah represented absolute dominion over them in terms of their personalities, and so did his son. Now, she had lost most of her power and was completely unable to contend with him.

"Please...forgive me...I know I was wrong..." Fenneus cried out, his bright red eyes misting over, his fair face turning slightly pink, his fingers clasped tightly to his chest, looking pitiful and touching.

Li Ang remained silent.

He took two steps forward and stood in front of Fenneus. The two were less than a meter apart, and he could clearly see his reflection in the girl's pupils.

Ferné held his breath. The fact that Leon did not act directly indicated that the messenger of God had no intention of destroying or banishing her.

Just as she breathed a sigh of relief, she heard Li Ang say:

"A lowly, scrawny brat like you deserves to enjoy something nice..."

Fennes paused, then looked up blankly: "What...what is it?"

Leon smiled, a gentle smile, but Fernéus felt the hairs on his body stand on end.

"That's—that damn ab punch!!!"

The moment Li Ang finished speaking, the incarnation of Jesus transformed into a shooting star.

"wait--!"

Before long, the transformed fist slammed into her lower abdomen!

Furneus's expression froze in terror as she screamed, her mouth agape in an "O" shape. Then her body bent into an exaggerated arc, her silver hair billowing forward due to inertia. She flew straight back like a deer being hit by a large extended-range electric SUV.

"Thump!!"

She flew three or four meters through the air before her back slammed against the cave wall, and she slid down, collapsing to the ground.

"Ugh... Guh... Waaah..." Fenneus curled up, clutching his lower abdomen tightly with both hands, his eyebrows furrowed, and large tears streamed down his face, mixed with snot and saliva, covering his face.

The beautiful silver-white dress was now wrinkled and clung to her body, the soaked hem sticking to her thighs, making her look disheveled. One of her elegant high heels had already flown off, and her small feet, encased in white stockings, were now covered in cave dirt.

"Ugh...it hurts...it hurts so much...my stomach...it's going to split open..." she sobbed, her voice trembling.

Li Ang strode up to Fenneus, bent down, grabbed her hair, and pulled her face close to his.

Fennes tried to struggle, but to no avail. She was horrified to discover that this mortal was so strong that she could not break free at all.

"So now, Your Excellency Ferné... are you still willing to debate the truth with me?"

Li Ang narrowed his eyes and smiled as he looked at the girl.