CHAPTER 1044: CHAPTER 1046: GODDESS OF WAR OF THE MORNING STAR

The Mediterranean Bishop, upon seeing what Sforza had brought out, immediately raised his hand to release a beam of light.

He wanted to destroy the hard drive; as long as it didn’t exist, whatever they said afterwards would be what counted once Sforza shut his mouth.

However, the beam of light was directly crushed by a claw from Bai Long, causing the Mediterranean Bishop’s expression to change, not expecting the other side to have a True-order Master.

But even if there is a True-order Master, this is the base camp of the Glory Church.

Sforza shrugged: "Even if you take this hard drive, so what? I already sent the most crucial data back. Your actions have been exposed, and targeting us would only cause trouble for yourselves, wouldn’t you say."

Looking at the Mediterranean Bishop’s grim expression, Sforza smiled slightly and called to Ye Wen and Lin Zheyuan, saying: "Let’s go, let’s go, I estimate the Association will cancel future tours to the Holy City. The people here are really not hospitable."

The Mediterranean Bishop pondered for a moment, then suddenly shouted: "You may not leave! Hand over the Cup of Divine Blood first!"

The Cup of Divine Blood is of high importance to the Glory Church. Since it’s on their territory this time, there’s no reason to let it go again.

Sforza sighed helplessly. Clearly, letting them go now would be the best choice, but these people are looking for trouble instead.

After issuing the order, there was no movement for a while. The Mediterranean Bishop looked at his subordinates curiously and found their faces filled with tension and fear.

Following their gaze, he looked in that direction and suddenly his legs went weak; he barely stood firm by grabbing the sleeve of someone beside him.

Beside Sforza and his group, a woman in a white dress had appeared at some point, looking at the Mediterranean Bishop with a half-smile.

The woman was stunningly beautiful, with high slits on both sides of her white dress, revealing her enviably long and dazzlingly white legs.

She stood barefoot on the ground, yet her feet didn’t pick up any dust, with golden metal rings on her neck and limbs.

The Mediterranean Bishop recognized this woman, and every high-ranking member of the Glory Church recognized her as well.

"I want to take them away, you wouldn’t want to stop me, would you?" The woman flicked her hair and asked casually.

"Not stopping you, do as you please."

The Mediterranean Bishop wiped his cold sweat and took a step back, while the other subordinates uniformly retreated five to ten steps away.

The fear of this woman was already etched in the hearts of the high-ranking members of the Glory Church.

Ye Wen showed a trace of joy, walking to the woman’s front, eyes sparkling; this was her idol!

While Sforza breathed a sigh of relief, he had only requested reinforcement from the Dongyou Region, but didn’t expect this figure to personally arrive, ensuring they would no longer have any trouble.

"Since you’re not planning to stop us, then you can scram now. I see you’re revolting like old cabbage stumps."

"Alright, we’ll scram immediately."

The Mediterranean Bishop turned pale, and meekly agreed, letting out a sigh of relief inside. He thought he might lose more of his hair.

After the group from the Glory Church disappeared, the atmosphere lightened considerably. Sforza and Lin Zheyuan saluted, but the woman waved her hand indicating it wasn’t necessary.

She then looked at Ye Wen, with a hint of appreciation in her eyes: "You must be Ye Haimo’s daughter, right? How could that old eggplant father of yours have such a beautiful daughter? Come with me for a while, I’ll take you to Baidiya for fun."

Then she looked at Sforza: "You probably have other companions, go contact them. I’ll take all of you out. Afterwards, whether you want to return or go to Baidiya is up to you."

"As long as you’re in the Dongyou Region, the Glory Church wouldn’t dare touch you."

"However, before that, you must tell me what the previous Catastrophe battle was all about."

The woman had arrived so quickly because she sensed the outbreak of a Catastrophe battle here before Sforza even called for help, thus she hurried over from the other end of the Dongyou Region.

...

The Mediterranean Bishop, withdrew his people a certain distance away and collectively breathed a sigh of relief.

In front of that woman, he didn’t dare utter a word.

The reason being, the Mediterranean Bishop had witnessed firsthand.

The current Pope was pummeled into a Pig Head under that woman’s knockdown...

During that process, the Mediterranean Bishop was so frightened that he relaxed his sphincter and let out a gas.

He was then shaved into a Mediterranean hairstyle by that woman, not knowing if it was due to being overly scared or if the woman used some Superpower. In any case, since then the Mediterranean Bishop has been Mediterranean.

His once thick, black long hair, completely left him.

This woman’s name was Ishna, the Judicator of the Dongyou Region, revered by the local Superpower users as the Morning Star’s Goddess of War!

Ishna always claimed to be a youthful eighteen-year-old, but even when the Mediterranean Bishop’s grandfather was just protein, she said so.

However, in the Dongyou Region, her age is a taboo, so few dare to gossip about it.

A former current Bishop sought to expand the faith into the Dongyou Region, intending to make it his stronghold.

The plan was halfway through when Ishna found out, and she gave him a beating, causing the plan to be indefinitely shelved.

...

Wen Wen was unaware of any Catastrophe Level powerhouse supporting the Demon Hunters.

Even if he knew, at this stage, he didn’t want to meet a Catastrophe Level Powerhouse. To communicate with those nearly Deity beings, he would wait until he himself possessed powers akin to Deities.

He teleported beside Tao Qingqing, and before she could react, dragged her arm and Three Cubs’ tail, frantically teleporting away.

He didn’t want to stay in this damned place for another second; if the Glory Church realized Mo Gong was associated with him, they’d probably think of flaying him.

However, as he fled, Wen Wen’s face was sweetly content.

All the materials for the divided ceremony were gathered, and his strength had reached a bottleneck; all that remained was to pierce through the barrier like breaking a pane while full with gains.

However, Tao Qingqing and Three Cubs’ mood wasn’t so pleasant; this mode of movement was sheer torment for them.

When Wen Wen finally stopped, a vampire and a snake bent over simultaneously, nauseous.

Wen Wen scratched his head, took two steps back, and then unfolded a map.

His next target was on the other side of the Dongyou Region, the busiest city in the entire district, Baidiya—a desert north of it was the best location for the ceremony.

The desert itself wasn’t special, but the coordinates were essential.

Just like when the Pure White Demon wanted to descend, it needed to draw upon the power of the stars; similarly, for the divided ceremony to reach perfection, it too required the stars’ power.

However, this ceremony didn’t have as high a demand as a descent ceremony; it just needed a specific location.

Every morning, when the first ray of sunlight hits that spot, the sun’s power and the starry power resonate, forming a unique energy phenomenon, which is the best aid for the divided ceremony.