"Since you don’t respect me! Then don’t leave!!!"

As things developed to this point, with the heretics of the other two major factions watching, the Russian Orthodox Church could not back down.

So, after cursing.

He turned his head and was about to rush into the Assumption Cathedral.

But just as he moved, he noticed that Chen Lusi, who was still on top of the White Stone Church on the right side, had opened his guitar bag and then took out a large-caliber sniper rifle that looked extremely heavy.

He seemed completely unconcerned about Xia Yue, still going about his business as usual.

Because Xia Yue was so overpowering, no one had really been paying attention to Chen Lusi just now.

Until he took out the sniper rifle.

Everyone paying attention to the situation here, seeing this scene, almost immediately thought of the ’Celestial Punishment Weapon’ which had been stirring up a lot of commotion lately.

Then, all eyes instantly shifted to Chen Lusi.

Tretyakov’s steps halted abruptly, then he turned around quickly, staring intently at Chen Lusi.

Celestial Punishment Weapon!?

One person? One Celestial Punishment Weapon?

No matter how powerful, what can it do?

He didn’t recognize Chen Lusi because among the famous Celestial Strategy figures in the Celestial Strategy Mansion, there was simply no such person.

So he didn’t understand why Xia Yue brought such a person here.

Looking at it now, is this the person using the Celestial Punishment Weapon?

But as always, in a situation with so many High-tier Empowerers clashing, what can one Celestial Punishment Weapon do, even if it’s powerful?

Tretyakov was somewhat uncertain and suspicious.

And at this moment.

An unknown fluctuation emerged.

And the source... was precisely the Assumption Cathedral behind him.

That fluctuation, once it reached Tretyakov, immediately transformed into words he could understand.

Very simple, just one word—Stop!

Tretyakov was stunned, then immediately turned his head to look at the cathedral behind him.

Without a doubt.

That was an Oracle, that was God guiding him!

But why!!!

In his entire life! The only Oracle he ever received, turned out to be to stop someone!?

To stop who?

Xia Yue... no.

Tretyakov slowly widened his eyes, looking again at Chen Lusi who was raising the Celestial Punishment Weapon, seemingly ready to take action.

The next second.

Without time to think, he moved, instantly appearing in front of Chen Lusi.

Chen Lusi calmly raised his head.

Around Tretyakov, decayed and tattered sheepskin paper appeared.

He pointed a finger at Chen Lusi, directly chanting, "Divine Word..."

"Dismantling."

Chen Lusi also raised his hand, aimed at Tretyakov, directly interrupting his chant.

"..."

Tretyakov’s pupils contracted, he looked at the sheepskin paper, discovering that the spirit he was about to inject into the sheepskin paper was thoroughly disrupted by another, more violent spirit.

... Where is my technique?

He hadn’t had time to respond.

The next second.

Chen Lusi’s shadow suddenly stood up, straightened up, and quickly began adjusting its posture.

And he himself slowly exhaled two breaths of hot air that twisted the air.

... Exactly the same as Xia Yue just now.

Then.

In a flash of afterimages.

Feeling the sensation of being grasped on his arm simultaneously.

Tretyakov was suddenly pulled, stumbling directly.

And as Chen Lusi looked at the falling Tretyakov, his right leg slid back, his knee aiming at his abdomen!

Bam!

A fierce and powerful knee strike, ruthlessly tore open Tretyakov’s defense, striking hard into his stomach.

In midair.

Tretyakov suddenly arched his waist, though he wanted to grit his teeth, ultimately he couldn’t hold it.

"Ugh."

He directly spat out a large, viscous glob of saliva mixed with stomach acid.

The whole world seemed to slow down.

Tretyakov was like watching a slow-motion movie.

Until...

Bam—

Chen Lusi released his hand, exerted force again, his knee still pressing against Tretyakov’s abdomen pushing forward.

The ring-shaped airwave burst open violently, slightly lifting Chen Lusi’s hair, spreading to both sides.

And Tretyakov instantly flew backward, turning into an afterimage, smashing onto the ground like a cannonball.

The ground cracked instantly!

Debris was lifted, flying into the air!

And Tretyakov’s eyes turned white, temporarily losing consciousness.

"........."

Seeing this scene.

Those who had noticed the Celestial Punishment Weapon from the periphery, some of whom were ready to move, looked at Chen Lusi, still standing firmly atop the tower of the White Stone Church, and froze on the spot.

Wait... what just happened!?

What exactly happened!!?

Tretyakov’s technique, where is it?

And what was with that shadow?

And did he just mimic Xia Yue exactly!?

Tretyakov! He was a Cardinal!! And he just fell like that!?

Just because of the backpack?

What a joke!?

Is this the new Celestial Strategy of the Celestial Strategy Mansion!?

On the other side.

Chen Lusi, maintaining the ’Illusion Soul’ state of mimicking Xia Yue’s Authority, didn’t pay further attention to Tretyakov, but instead once again picked up the Celestial Punishment Weapon he had been holding, checked it briefly, and then pressed the stock against his shoulder, aiming the muzzle at the distant Assumption Cathedral, and took out the two Stones given by Xia Yue from his pocket.

Outside.

Everyone suddenly snapped back to reality, sensed the violent Spiritual Fluctuation emanating from the two Stones, feeling somewhat apprehensive and uncertain.

... What is he about to do now!?

On the other side.

Tretyakov also regained consciousness, struggling to get up, just in time to witness this scene, recalling the Oracle just received, he immediately shouted: "Pope!!!"

He couldn’t even spare the time to think about all the peculiar events that had just transpired.

Because he didn’t know what would happen next! Even God told him to stop it! It certainly wouldn’t be a good thing!!

And whether it was his heart-rending shout that had an effect.