Ke Xue: He mastered the steel-cutting divine skill at the start.

Chapter 585 The Black Priest Who Couldn't Help But Jump Out

After the battle reached this point, the remaining two were practically traveling between the Flaming Mountains and the Arctic.

Several times they had almost killed their opponent, but the opponent was able to unleash powerful strength even in dire situations. Moreover, the opponent was ruthless enough to launch an attack immediately, even at the risk of being hit.

The opponent's sword energy was completely depleted, and their divine magic had also exhausted their mental energy. As a result, these archbishops, who were similar to mages, were once again at a disadvantage when facing a swordsman with superb swordsmanship after their mental energy was exhausted.

However, after a fierce battle, the monster was in dire straits, and even standing was extremely difficult.

These two cardinals were blinded by the impending victory; their thirst for victory overwhelmed everything else.

The main reason was Miyazaki Yu's fishing techniques, which were extremely skillful and his acting was very realistic, making these cardinals believe that they had truly driven this peerless expert, Miyazaki Yu, into a desperate situation time and time again.

Anyone who has played large-scale games can deeply relate to this feeling.

It's like that feeling where you're watching the final boss's health bar, and it's really down to almost nothing. It seems like if you just put in a little more effort, you can kill it.

Many attractive things also have this characteristic. Scumbags and manipulative women use this method to give you hope, then keep you hanging on, to attract your attention and make you keep investing in the relationship, thus trapping you in a vicious cycle.

This is how the cardinals were at that time.

When they attacked together, Miyazaki Yu suddenly unleashed his divine power, broke free from his restraints, and unleashed a burst of power. This burst of power successfully killed one of the cardinals and seriously injured another.

Then Miyazaki Yu seemed to fall into a period of weakness, constantly being hit by their attacks. In reality, he was not injured at all. His so-called pale face and spitting out blood were just his little tricks.

His body was no longer that of an ordinary person. As long as he wasn't beheaded or shattered to pieces in an instant, even the most severe injuries could be slowly healed in a short period of time.

Moreover, although the previous battle had taken a huge toll, his injuries were healing rapidly. Fragments from his internal organs and blood vessels were quickly detached from the inside and then spat out from his mouth as what was known as blood.

In reality, these are just scabs that naturally fall off during the body's recovery process.

And another thing, if these cardinals knew, they would be so angry they'd come back to life.

That is, through his battles with them, Miyazaki Yu collected all the physical data of the six cardinals, constructed the physical images of the six in his consciousness, and gained a basic understanding of their use of mental power.

Unexpectedly, these guys were only of average strength, but they did have a unique way of using mental power, which was a pretty good gain.

However, for now, we must continue this charade, luring out all those fools lurking in the shadows, then eliminating them all to prevent future troubles. And then, we'll move on to the ultimate goal.

His gaze occasionally drifted to the distance, where his sword was ultimately aimed. But for now, he had to accompany them on their final journey.

He swung his sword again, and the sword light instantly revealed a ferocious sword shadow, enveloping all directions and forcing back the two who had just attacked. At the same time, he pressed forward and became entangled with one of them.

The cardinal remained calm and composed, his entire body enveloped in spiritual energy. Each strike of his sword created a ripple, yet he was unable to break through.

This is the benefit of having strong mental power; it covers the entire body without any gaps, and it is constantly shaking Miyazaki Yu's mind, trying to pull him into the illusion.

He sensed that the other person's spirit was being worn down little by little, and now it was a matter of who could hold on the longest.

The black priest, who had been hiding in the distance, was increasingly excited.

"Haha, very good!"

His eyes were gleaming; things were just as he had predicted: even a half-asleep tiger was stronger than some strong wildcats.

The six powerful cardinals, each with combat strength no less than his own, have already seen four of them killed by Miyazaki Yu's near-death backlash.

If I act rashly, I'm afraid I'll be the one who dies!

But now things are different. Miyazaki Yu, this monster, has truly reached a dead end. His sword can no longer even break through the protective barrier of his mental energy.

Moreover, judging from Miyazaki Yu's performance, he was on the verge of being breached by mental power and trapped in the divine magic illusion!

"Priest! Shouldn't we make a move?"

A black-clad bishop standing next to the black priest spoke up.

Excitement was evident on his face. This powerful and despair-inducing expert was truly on the verge of death, as the sense of danger emanating from him was gradually fading.

Just as a fierce tiger is gradually losing blood and dying, and has gradually lost its danger, when a giant dragon lies prostrate on the ground, even sparrows will land on the dragon scales and hop around.

"Don't rush. There's still some time before the American armed helicopters arrive. The best option is to wait until the very last moment before making our move!"

Moreover, a dark thought arose in his mind: he wanted to see Miyazaki Yu's final struggle, to see his powerlessness, and to watch a god-like figure fall to the dust—it was truly intoxicating.

Compared to creating gods, killing gods is a greater obsession in people's hearts!

Miyazaki Yu rolled on the ground, panting heavily. Blood slowly dripped from the horizontal cloud-splitting sword in his hand. Gone was his previous domineering aura; he seemed to have reached the end of his road.

"Haha, Miyazaki Yu! You will eventually die at the hands of the Holy See!"

Both cardinals burst into wild laughter, ultimately emerging victorious and claiming this unparalleled honor.

The deaths of the other cardinals might actually be a good thing. Many people have been eyeing the vacant positions for a long time, and as the last cardinal to survive the fierce battle, becoming the bishop of North America is practically a done deal.

The enormous interests involved were enough to make them forget all friendship and so-called camaraderie.

Just then, Miyazaki Yu suddenly looked up, and after their eyes met, the two of them couldn't help but retreat. Just looking into his eyes, they felt as if their bodies had been dismembered by a long sword.

"Wow, how can this guy have such sharp eyes!"

A sudden, violent contraction of their hearts further depleted their already dwindling mental energy, causing them to experience a severe headache—a sign of excessive mental energy depletion.

"Miyazaki Kensei, it's been a long time!"

Just as the two cardinals were filled with doubt and uncertainty, a voice suddenly rang out. The two cardinals were startled, and their expressions changed when they saw the figure that came out.

As high-ranking members of the Vatican, they were naturally very familiar with the Black Vatican, which worked for them in secret. If these three black-robed bishops had not committed serious crimes and had to live in the shadows, their status would certainly not be lower than theirs.

Their appearance here at this moment was clearly to reap the benefits, which instantly enraged them.

Chapter 586 A Shocking Reversal (3rd Update!)

"Why are you here? You shouldn't be in the sunlight, and you shouldn't be here!"

One of the cardinals had an unusually ferocious expression, like a game player who was already low on health and about to have their boss stolen.

But in reality, what's being stolen now is not comparable to a game boss, but a real-world boss, a major threat to America, a terrifying figure who has instilled fear in the world.

Even though he was at his wit's end, he still managed to kill four cardinals and nearly cripple them. For them, who had been pampered for many years and had almost forgotten the taste of life and death, this was an unforgettable experience.

So when they learned of the Black Priest's actions, they immediately reacted like wildcats whose tails had been stepped on, their fur standing on end.

“Sir Francis, please don’t get so agitated. Our presence here is not my intention. Think about it, if it weren’t for a certain sir’s arrangement, how could I possibly have ended up here at this exact time?”

The faces of the two cardinals immediately underwent a fascinating transformation, like distorted clay.

With their intelligence, they could naturally guess who was behind this situation, and a chilling sense of dread instantly washed over them.

"It's His Holiness the Pope! But why!" Bishop Francis roared furiously, his face contorted with rage.

"Why? The reason is simple: you old guys are just too much of a hindrance. Cardinals, each and every one of you is incredibly powerful. Each and every one of you is qualified to be the Pope's successor, and your power is growing stronger and stronger, to the point that you can now completely rival the Pope. This is not a good thing for His Holiness the Pope."

But now things are better. Of the six cardinals, only two remain. Your division of papal authority is now irrelevant, and the four of us will become the new cardinals. Isn't this the best possible outcome?

He burst into laughter, and the three black-robed bishops standing beside him also laughed triumphantly. They had been waiting for this day for a long time.

The two cardinals were ashen-faced and furious, but their mental energy was greatly depleted, and even if they were unwilling to accept defeat, it was almost impossible for them to continue fighting.

Francis sneered: "Your Holiness is truly a brilliant strategist, but you rats from the stinking sewers can never step into the light. You are only fit to live in the dark underground!"

The black priest chuckled at these words, not taking them to heart at all.

For someone with a heart tempered by fire, the words of others, whether praise or criticism, are nothing but barking of a powerless dog, as long as they have achieved their goal. They will have no effect on them whatsoever.

The same applies to life. Many important people seem very gentle and kind, but don't be fooled by them. They are not truly gentle and kind. It's just that ordinary people are too low-level to be bothered by their words.

Isolation and disregard are the most deadly forms of contempt!

"Alright, you two, you're no longer capable of fighting. We need to end this farce quickly. Leave the task of ending the myth to us, otherwise, once the government's armed helicopters arrive, we'll have come up empty-handed."

At this moment, everyone could see many small dots appearing in the distance, which, upon closer inspection, were armed helicopters approaching from afar.

The entire battle, though seemingly fierce and lengthy, actually only lasted about ten minutes.

Just like the Fourth Shinobi World War in Naruto, several years have passed according to the update schedule, but in reality, it only lasted for three days in the story's timeline.

The black priest's expression hardened. He couldn't afford to waste any more breath on these two. What he needed to do now was to finish off Miyazaki Yu as quickly as possible and prevent any further complications.

However, at this moment, Miyazaki Yu, who had already acted enough, had no desire to continue playing around. He slowly straightened up and unleashed a burst of explosive power!

Just as the black priest was about to make his move, he suddenly felt a violent sense of horror spread throughout his body, as if an evil spirit from a ghost story had climbed onto his back.

"how!"

He turned his head with difficulty to look at the center of the oppressive aura, his face instantly turning deathly pale.

Apart from him, everyone else's expressions changed drastically, as if they had seen a ghost.

They were all extraordinary experts who possessed powerful abilities. The moment Miyazaki Yu unleashed his aura, in their perception, Miyazaki Yu was like a dim candle flame that suddenly became a blazing sun, instantly dazzling and unbearable to look at.

This was not something visible to the naked eye, but something beyond what the naked eye could perceive. Even the mental energy that came into contact with Miyazaki Yu felt a 'scorching' heat the moment it got close, as if it had been pricked by needles.

"You're faking it; you're not seriously injured and on the verge of death at all!"

The black priest's expression changed instantly; he reacted quickly and immediately realized the problem.

"Only by attacking together will we have a chance to survive!"

As he spoke, streams of black mist surged from his body, like a black curtain, enveloping everyone, including Miyazaki Yu, in the mist. He gritted his teeth, and his whole body transformed into a phantom, dodging away into the distance. At this moment, he ran for his life, and his speed was beyond imagination. In the blink of an eye, he had already run a hundred meters.

In that instant, a sword light flashed out from the black mist. The speed of this sword was as fast as a meteor from outer space, and it was a flying sword attack.

Besides the protective mental barrier around the black priest, there were also some wandering black vortexes. These vortexes were eddies of mental energy. Once any attack got close, these vortexes could deflect the attack, thus greatly weakening the incoming force.

However, this sword light was incredibly agile, like a fish swimming in shallow water, and its speed was terrifyingly fast, instantly reaching speeds of Mach 2 or 3 or higher, rendering the black priest's tricks utterly ineffective.

The longsword pierced through his side waist, then the entire sword seemed to be pulled by an invisible hand, which then carried the black priest's body backward, flying back into the black mist.

The whole process was as smooth as flowing water. The black priest had no power to resist at all, and he disappeared into the black mist.

When the dozen or so armed helicopters arrived, they saw the scene before them: the black mist slowly dissipated, and those wearing black robes and those wearing red robes had all fallen to the ground. Only Miyazaki Yu stood there, his gaze fixed on all the armed helicopters!

With just one glance, all the helicopter pilots trembled all over. In an instant, all of them experienced a spasm, and the armed helicopters all lost control. No matter how the command center called out, it was impossible to salvage the situation.

All he could do was watch as those helicopters, like dumplings being dropped into a pot, lost control and crashed to the ground. All of this was just a glance from Miyazaki Yu!

Chapter 587 Target: The White House!

The simultaneous crash of more than a dozen armed helicopters is a scene that has almost never occurred before.

Violent explosions erupted one after another, like a series of explosive depots being set on fire. The pilots didn't even have time to react before they were all engulfed in flames.

Before them lay an endless sea of ​​blood and fire, with only one imposing figure standing before it, like a majestic god, indifferently watching the punishment from heaven.