“Ol' President, I've finally found you!”

Meng Lei was incredibly agitated. Shrouded by Power of Existential Plane, he instantly vanished from where he was.

By the time he next appeared, he was already in the sky above a huge, lofty mountain on the new continent.

The mountain was tall, lofty, and magnificent. Various exotic buildings stood on the mountain, and almost a thousand of them linked together to form a dignified and stately building complex.

People filled up a square in the building complex. They wore unusual clothes and were incredibly nervous as they watched a figure suspended in the sky.

“I'm cheering for you, President Amos!”

“Mr. President, show those quacks from the Light Church the power of the Kroc Academy!”

Five figures were suspended in the air at the moment. Every one of them gave off an incredibly powerful aura—evidently, all of them had reached Heaven's Vault Continent's definition of the half-deity realm.

There were four people on one side. All of them were dressed in red bishop's cloaks and wore specially-made miters on their heads. They wore golden gloves and held pastoral staffs in their hands. Pinned on their chests were metal badges printed with an angel's image.

They were the Light Church's Red-Cloaked Archbishops!

On the other hand, only a single person stood on the other side. He had a head of red hair, wore white robes, and looked kindly and amicable.

Had Meng Lei been here, he'd definitely be able to recognize him. That man was exactly the Ol' President whom he had been painstakingly looking for—Amos Kroc!

“Archbishop Chicas,” Ol' Amos glared furiously at the four men standing opposite him and said, “The Kroc Academy has always minded their own business and has never interfered with the Light Church's matters. Why are you attacking us?”

“Not quite, President Kroc.”

Archbishop Chicas adopted an att.i.tude that displayed great compa.s.sion and sadness for mankind as he said, “The G.o.ds have mercy on the people! Our Lord has taken pity on the hards.h.i.+ps and suffering of the Kroc Kingdom's people. We are following our Lord's decree and wish to bathe the Kroc Kingdom's people in the light of our Lord. Why do you stand in our way, President Amos?”

“Don't give me that c.r.a.p!”

Ol' Amos said coldly, “You just want to spread the G.o.ddess of Light's faith in the Kroc Kingdom, don't you? Don't even think about it! The Kroc Kingdom has unremitting self-reliance. We don't need any deity to wors.h.i.+p!”

“President Kroc, you cannot speak on the Kroc Kingdom's billions of citizens' behalf. They have the freedom and right to choose their own faith. You have no right to decide on their behalves,” Archbishop Chicas sported a merciful expression on his face as he said, “Much less obstruct them from joining the Light Church.”

“Such hypocrisy and pretentiousness!” Ol' Amos snorted. “Let's battle if that's what you want! I'm ready anytime!”

“Since President Kroc insists on being unrepentant, then don't hold it against us if we don't show you any civility!”

Archbishop Chicas sighed and said, “O supreme Lord, your children are going to sin again. I beg for your forgiveness and clemency!”

After saying a prayer, all of Archbishop Chicas' previous compa.s.sionate and sorrowful demeanor vanished, and he became incredibly cold and detached. He said, “Get into the Angel Battle Formation and take him out quickly!”

“Kill!”

The other three Red-Cloaked Archbishops let out a fierce shout. Then, holy light-elemental power of divinity formed around them and rose into the air, taking the shape of three holy angel holograms.

For a moment, four terrifying auras swept outward and went cras.h.i.+ng down onto Ol' Amos from all around.

Boom!

The dimension around Ol' Amos was instantly locked down. Ol' Amos felt an overwhelming pressure weighing down on him, rendering him almost immobile.

“Thinking of suppressing me with a mere Angel Battle Formation? Open up!”

A divine nation hologram suddenly manifested above Ol' Amos as he roared. Strong, torrential Power of Divine Nation surged forth from the hologram and resisted the Angel Battle Formation.

“A divine nation! You've actually already established a divine nation! The pope was right—you are indeed the most secretive and low-profile half-deity on the whole continent!”

The four Red-Cloaked Archbishops were filled with shock and fury as they gazed at the divine nation hologram in the sky.

The three steps to deification for a half-deity were as follows: Light up the divine fire, manifest a divine core, establish a divine nation.

Each completed step brought tremendous changes to a half-deity's strength.

Upon the complete establishment of a divine nation, a half-deity would officially step into the true G.o.d stage and become a true G.o.d.

A true G.o.d!

How few true G.o.ds were there on the Light Continent?

Which one among them wasn't a powerful existence that had already deified since tens of thousands of years ago? Who the h.e.l.l did Amos Kroc think he was? What had he done to deserve becoming a true G.o.d?

“It is heresy for one to deify without approval!” Archbishop Chicas bellowed furiously, “Go all out and suppress him, even if you have to kill him! No one is allowed to deify without explicit approval on the Light Continent!

“Angel's Blade!”

Following Archbishop Chicas' shout, a holy sword glittering with endless holy light suddenly appeared in the hands of the angel hologram above him.

The blade was incredibly keen and gave off a sharp aura that even slashed several pitch-black rifts into the dimension.

It was none other than Angel's Blade, the Light Church's trump card that was capable of slaughtering even true G.o.ds.

“Cleave, Angel's Blade!”

Angel's Blade instantly cleaved downward, sundering the dimension and creating a rift. Then, it pa.s.sed through the rift and appeared above Ol' Amos as though it had teleported.

“That b.a.s.t.a.r.d, he's brought even the hallowed G.o.ds-slaying weapon Angel's Blade here!”

Ol' Amos' countenance changed drastically, and he hastily used his Power of Divine Nation to break free of Angel Battle Formation's suppression. Then, he darted to the side in a flash.

Angel's Blade was a legendary true G.o.d-level divine weapon that made slaying G.o.ds and vanquis.h.i.+ng demons a cinch. It was said that only the most pious wors.h.i.+pers could receive them.

The four archbishops weren't weaker than him by much. Moreover, they even had Angel's Blade with them and could slay a true G.o.d by joining hands. Ol' Amos didn't dare to meet their attacks head-on so stubbornly.

Ol' Amos moved very quickly, successfully dodging the Angel's Blade attack. However, the dodge caused the divine nation hologram above him to instantly dissipate.

“Suppress him, Angel's Battle Formation!”

The four archbishops would never let such a great opportunity pa.s.s them by. Pure, holy light blossomed from the angel holograms and crushed down on Ol' Amos, suppressing him and holding him down to the spot.

“Cleave, Angel's Blade!”

Angel's Blade cleaved downward at Ol' Amos again!

“I'm finished!”

Immobilized, Ol' Amos could only watch helplessly as Angel's Blade cleaved down upon him. A look of despair surfaced in his eyes—he knew that it was all over for him!

He was just a half-deity and ultimately hadn't attained true G.o.dhood yet. Should Angel's Blade, the hallowed G.o.ds-slaying weapon, strike him, his divine body would definitely be severed into two.

“Am I going to perish here on Light Continent when I haven't even returned to Heaven's Vault Continent yet?”

Despair filled Ol' Amos' eyes. “My younger sister! And Meng Lei! I'm going to die when I haven't even said my final goodbye to the two of you… I can't accept this…”

“Look out, Mr. President!”

The students and teachers in the square cried out in shock and horror as they tried to call out a warning to him. However, their voices were completely drowned out by the howling cold winds.

“Go in peace, Amos!”

A smug look appeared on Archbishop Chicas' face as he said, “After your death, the Kroc Kingdom shall become a part of the Light Church, and its billions of people shall bathe in our Lord's holy light!”

“Chicas! And the Light Church! I'll never let all of you off even after my death!”

Fury welled up in Ol' Amos' eyes as he bellowed into the sky, “I can't accept this…!”

Whoos.h.!.+

Angel's Blade cleaved down at him, instantly engulfing Ol' Amos. Following its momentum, it then struck a mountain peak and cleaved it right into two!

The blow's terrifying force badly frightened the students and teachers in the square, and they hastily turned their gazes to the sky—only to find that there was no one there.

Only the four Red-Cloaked Archbishops remained standing in mid-air, whereas their academy president was nowhere in sight. It was as if he had vanished into thin air!

“Ol' President?”

“Where's Ol' President?”

“Where is he?”

The dazed and despondent students and teachers couldn't accept what had happened. After all, the academy president was G.o.d and the heavens himself in the entire Kroc Academy, yet the heavens had crashed down unto them at this moment.

“He's gone?”

In contrast to the dazed and despondent students and teachers, all four Red-Cloaked Archbishops were frowning instead.

While Angel's Blade was indeed incomparably sharp, there was no way a cleave from it could turn someone into dust.

Amos was gone, and there was only one possible reason why—he had managed to evade the attack just now!

“He's actually evaded it!”

The four archbishops had an awful look on their faces as they looked around for Ol' Amos' traces. Then, they spotted him in the air a short distance away… Wait a second, who was that beside him?

The four archbishops could see that there was actually someone else next to Ol' Amos. It was a young man under 20 years old and dressed in black robes.

“Do any of you know who he is?”

Archbishop Chicas turned to the other three beside him.

“No, I don't know who he is.”

“Never seen him before.”

“I've never seen him before, either.”

All three Red-Cloaked Archbishops shook their heads.

“How strange. I actually can't detect any aura coming from him at all. Who exactly is that guy?”

Archbishop Chicas' eyes bore deeply into Meng Lei as his brows locked into a deep frown. He was definitely no ordinary person for him to fly through the air yet not give off any detectable aura.

Might he be a powerful expert?

“You… You're Meng Lei?”

Others might not recognize Meng Lei, but Ol' Amos definitely did. He stared at Meng Lei in disbelief, his eyes filled with amazement and wonder.

He and the Ol' Amos of Heaven's Vault Continent were one and the same and shared a common memory, so he naturally recognized Meng Lei. However, it was exactly because of this same reason that he couldn't help but be astounded.

Heaven's Vault Continent was millions of kilometers far away from the Light Continent. On top of that, the boundless Endless Oceans even separated the two. Even true G.o.ds could forget about crossing it!

Meng Lei, who was supposed to be in Heaven's Vault Continent, had actually shown up here. How did he manage to make his way here?

“It's been a while, Ol' President!”

Meng Lei's eyes reddened slightly as he said, “I had thought that I would never get to see you ever again after our farewell the other time. Never would I have thought that you're actually still alive. Thank the heavens! Thank the heavens!”

“Why are you here, Meng Lei?”

Ol' Amos was also very agitated.

“It's a long story!”

Meng Lei took a deep breath. Then, an icy glint flashed across his eyes as he said, “Give me a moment, Ol' President. We'll talk in detail after I drive those four stinky worms away!”

“What are you planning on doing, Meng Lei?”

Shocked, Ol' Amos said, “They are the Light Church's Red-Cloaked Archbishops. Every one of them is a pinnacle-level half-deity. Moreover, they have Angel's Blade, the G.o.ds-slaying sword, with them. You aren't their match…”

“Pinnacle-level half-deities?”

Meng Lei came right up to the four Red-Cloaked Archbishops with a flash. His voice was icy-cold like never-melting ice as he said, “The audacity of you to besiege Ol' President! All of you should die for that!”

As he couldn't judge how strong Meng Lei was, Archbishop Chicas didn't recklessly attack. Instead, he warned gravely, “Sir, I don't know who you are, but these are the Light Church's matters. I hope you can refrain from interfering. Otherwise…”

“The Light Church? Hmph!”

Meng Lei sneered, “Who does the Light Church think they are? That woman, the G.o.ddess of Light, won't be able to alter your fates even if she personally shows up today!”

“How dare you blaspheme our n.o.ble Lord!”

Archbishop Chicas' expression changed, and he barked sternly, “You heretic! No matter who you may be, you should die for being so audacious as to blaspheme our Lord!

“Cleave, Angel's Blade!”

“Look out, Meng Lei!”