Chapter 409: Chapter 409: Heading South, Fighting Along the Way (2nd Update)
Church of Light.
The Great Cathedral of Holy Light.
Ever since the Saint Heir’s arrival, this place had returned to a state of strict vigilance reminiscent of the medieval era.
At this moment.
The Pope and many high-ranking officials were standing outside the door with utmost respect.
Not until the final sound ceased did the Saint Heir walk out of the room naked.
Several cardinals in red hurriedly stepped forward to present the sacred robes already prepared.
Then several beautiful women helped him put them on.
A pleased look appeared on the Saint Heir’s incomparably handsome face as he turned to the Pope and said, “I am quite satisfied with this Holy Maiden, but the number is too few!”
The Pope trembled all over and immediately responded, “Yes! I will prepare more next time!”
The Saint Heir nodded in satisfaction.
At that moment, someone from inside the building carried out several Holy Maidens wrapped in white cloth, their bodies covered with injuries.
These women, abused beyond recognition, all had a vacant look on their faces because they knew their fate would be miserable, likely becoming playthings for the entire high echelon.
The Saint Heir sat down on a spacious and comfortable sofa, and someone brought over a hundred-year-old vintage red wine.
The Saint Heir tasted a sip and exhaled a comfortable sigh.
The feeling of descending to this plane was indeed exhilarating.
Not only was there no one to control him, but he was also invincible.
“What’s the situation with that Xue An?” asked the Saint Heir indifferently.
“Lord Saint Heir, this person has been traveling southward. He will arrive in the Theocratic Nation at the latest by tomorrow or the day after!” the Heretic Chief Judge stated, speaking before the Pope.
The Saint Heir nodded, “Good, keep an eye on his movements at all times!”
“Yes!” The Heretic Chief Judge, pleased with the praise, quickly bowed and responded.
The Pope, who had been keeping his head down, had a barely perceptible cold gleam flash in his eyes; then he stepped forward and bowed, “My Lord Saint Heir, there is another matter I feel I must report to you!”
“What matter?”
“Rumors from the outside world say that the ancestor of the Blood Clan descended two days ago!”
The Pope’s words quieted the room.
As the top brass of the Light, of course, they had all heard the news, so they all looked towards the Son of Light.
Upon hearing this, the Saint Heir slightly furrowed his brows, “Blood ancestor? That guy also descended at this time?”
Just then, a cardinal in red robes walked in tremblingly; upon entering, he prostrated himself on the ground.
“Oh Saint Heir above, a letter suddenly appeared in front of the cathedral doors!”
“Oh? What letter!”
The red-robed cardinal took out the letter from his bosom, which was suffused with a tinge of bloodlight.
Everyone present was taken aback.
This was… the aura of the Blood Clan!
The Saint Heir was also slightly startled, then extended his hand and a strand of Holy Light brought the letter over to him.
Upon unfolding it to read, a look of surprise appeared on the Saint Heir’s face, followed by a cold chuckle.
“Truly an annoying bunch of bats!”
Having said that, he slightly raised his hand, and a flash of Holy Light burned the envelope to nothingness.
Then he stood up, walked over to the floor-to-ceiling window, and gazed at the magnificent and solemn cathedral. He said indifferently, “The blood ancestor said in the letter, he will come to the Holy Nation of Light in the next two days.”
This statement made everyone in the room look at each other.
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