As soon as he finished speaking.

Boom——

The Assumption Cathedral trembled, and two figures suddenly shot into the sky one after the other, then arrived at the top of the tower and clashed with a fierce punch.

The energy exploding between their fists was like a torch!

The light traces of energy spread out instantly, turning the five onion-shaped golden tower tops directly into dust.

Immediately after, with a thunderous roar, a figure staggered and flew backward.

"Xia Yue!"

Yorgai I barely steadied himself, his worn-out body trembling slightly, seemingly reaching its limit. He gasped intensely, "Are you really determined to fight to the death? Then as you wish! I hope you won’t regret it!"

Having said that.

He opened his hands and surprisingly his breathing calmed, as his whole presence turned immensely holy.

This was to exercise the Shepherd Leader’s authority, being theoretically the person closest to the divine.

Commonly known as... calling for backup when in trouble.

Xia Yue glanced down at Chen Lusi, then smirked and turned to leave.

Yorgai I was momentarily stunned by this scene, then glanced down.

Then, he saw Tretyakov on the ground, and also saw Chen Lusi pointing a gun at him.

Chen Lusi exchanged a glance with him, then directly raised the hand holding the Stone, began to gather the surrounding Spirit, and clenched hard with five fingers.

Crack.

With a crisp shattering sound.

Within the Stone... a massive amount of Spirit exploded instantly.

Chen Lusi let the two types of Spirit intertwine, changing their properties with a calm expression, then before the enormous Spirit in his palm fully dissipated, he pressed it against the spirit-receiving slot on the gun, channeling it all into the gun.

The motion was incredibly swift.

And as the Spirit poured into the gun, the entire Celestial Punishment Weapon started to tremble violently as if about to dismantle.

Tremendous energy fluctuations... began to burst!

The next second.

A sudden arc of electricity appeared on the gun, those branches spreading from it as arcs of electricity flickered crazily, with the Celestial Punishment Weapon as the focal point.

Chen Lusi extended another hand, firmly gripping the shaking gun body.

The arcs of electricity grew more exaggerated, from branch size to trunk size, and finally became thick arcs as large as an arm.

The chaotic arcs of electricity continuously burst out from the Celestial Punishment Weapon in Chen Lusi’s hand, striking the tower top.

Every strike.

Left a deep pit on the tower surface.

Chen Lusi took a deep breath, then slowly raised the Celestial Punishment Weapon, still emitting electrical arcs, aiming it at the Pope, his ponytail slightly lifted, like a deity.

Upon witnessing this scene.

Everyone who could see it felt instinctive fear, their hairs standing on end.

As if witnessing some monstrosity.

What on earth is... this!?

"The Pope!!!!!!"

Tretyakov was momentarily stunned, then shouted heart-wrenchingly again.

The Pope of the Russian Orthodox Church must not die!!!

At least not be killed by someone!!!

In fact, there was no need for his reminder.

Yorgai I, having seen Chen Lusi crush the Stone, started to chant loudly: "God is my shield, He saves those whose hearts are right! You should fear and not sin, upon your bed, meditate and be still!"

As the last letter was uttered.

The wind... vanished.

Everything seemed to become silent.

The people who were just horrified by the Celestial Punishment Weapon in Chen Lusi’s hand suddenly found themselves uncannily calm, with hearts completely undisturbed.

From above the firmament, a majestic beam of light suddenly descended.

Yorgai I bathed in the light, showing a look of bliss on his face.

And behind him, a giant silhouette slowly emerged, its presence instantly overpowering the Celestial Punishment Weapon in Chen Lusi’s hand.

At the moment the giant silhouette appeared.

Whether it was the grounded Tretyakov, or those outsiders termed heretics by Tretyakov, they all wore expressions of reverence.

Next, no one paid attention to Chen Lusi anymore.

They kneeled down one after another, gazing at the gigantic silhouette, commencing their prayers.

Suddenly, the surroundings quieted down, leaving only the soft sound of prayer.

At this moment, it seemed that all they could see was their god.

Tretyakov, praying, breathed a heavy sigh of relief; that the Pope managed to reach this extent meant that whatever it was...

"A god?"

Chen Lusi suddenly muttered softly, sounding particularly harsh amidst the prayerful surroundings, causing many who weren’t devoutly faithful to suddenly shiver and snap back to reality.

Yorgai I slowly lowered his head, the emotionless giant silhouette followed, speaking:

"You..."

"Then let’s give it a try."

Chen Lusi didn’t listen, self-questioning and answering, then raised the sniper rifle that seemed about to crumble, put his eye to the scope, took a deep breath, and focused his aim on that so-called god... and directly pulled the trigger.

Without a trace of hesitation!

Click——

As though frozen in time.

The trigger was pulled.

The arcs of electricity bursting from the gun abruptly paused.

Inside the gun body, the chaotic Spirit instantly gathered, converged, collapsed, the runes on the Compression Device lit up, then emitted a slight cracking sound, showing cracks like a spider’s web.

Finally, the immense Spirit continuously compressed, forming a bullet, spiraling within the barrel, flying forward.

...The moment the bullet was discharged.

A blue wave of energy exploded violently at the gun muzzle.

Crack crack crack——

And the space in front of the muzzle shattered like a mirror into pieces!