am-books Chapter 2609: Drawing the Sword
Chapter 2609: Drawing the Sword
After a brief silence and surprise, the White-Robed Bishop burst into laughter, "Julius Reed, are you serious?"Before coming, their church had already received news.
The mysterious man who killed their Black-Robed Bishop was Julius Reed from the Ten Thousand Mountain Alliance, but he was seriously injured and had just returned to Demarco Mount.
Demarco Mount was once the strongest organization in the world, but recently it has been very low-key, almost completely isolated from worldly affairs.
After learning that their Black-Robed Bishop had been killed by Julius Reed, the church people fell silent for a while.
But shortly thereafter, the Archbishop brought good news.
That was, Silvio Reed and Julius Reed had started a battle at the Drunken Man Pavilion.
It was said that Silvio Reed was killed on the spot, which left the Archbishop feeling somewhat regretful.
This vendetta should have been executed personally by him.
Silvio Reed had previously backstabbed the church, causing the whole church to be furious.
However, since Silvio Reed is dead, they must not miss the once-in-a-lifetime opportunity of Julius Reed being injured.
Thus, the White-Robed Bishop brought people to probe into the reality.
More crucially, the Archbishop heard a piece of news somewhere which made the church boil with excitement!
Julius Reed’s woman is critically ill!
He has traveled thousands of miles back, just to save his woman!
In this way, the already frail Julius Reed becomes even more vulnerable.
The White-Robed Bishop is just the tip of the spear, behind him are thousands from the church!
As long as Julius Reed shows even the slightest flaw, the church will destroy the organization that has ruled the mortal realm for thousands of years!
"Honestly, trying to play Empty City Strategy with me doesn’t work very well." The White-Robed Bishop smirked, "Although I’m a Western noble, I’m very interested in your Eastern military strategies. I’m well-read, you can’t fool me."
"Your reading might as well have been done by a dog." Julius Reed said with disdain, "Discussing these things with me? Who am I, I’m an expert, an expert would be limited by these?"
"Stop boasting, Orientals are just so vain. Simply put, I’ve heard of the Holy Master’s great name, today I come to learn a few moves!"
The White-Robed Bishop finished, and slowly drew the sword from his waist.
"Hold on."
Julius Reed reached out a hand, gesturing for him not to rush: "Since it’s learning, I’ll just teach you directly."
He reached out a hand, and suddenly a divine cauldron appeared in his palm.
The divine cauldron rapidly spun in his palm, growing larger and larger.
"Playing tricks."
The White-Robed Bishop wore a scornful expression, he was certain Julius Reed must be injured, or he would have already acted.
"Since you’re here, I ought to give you a gift. I’ll create a pill for you." With that, Julius Reed made a single-handed grab!
Bang!
The cauldron directly dispersed, a crystal-clear pill appeared in his palm.
"I’m just here to learn, not to beg."
The White-Robed Bishop watched coldly.
When a strong man dares not act, it shows he’s just a toothless tiger!
Absolutely nothing to be afraid of!
"I see this brother has unique bones, with an Emperor’s presence."
Julius Reed pointed at a man from the church and said, "What’s your name?"
"He’s called George, our church’s fifty-first ranked expert." The White-Robed Bishop seemed eager to see how a king would forsake his dignity and refuse to admit after being injured.
So he was not in a hurry.
"This counts as an expert?" Julius Reed shook his head, "Even my Demarco Mount toilet cleaner is better."
"That’s too much!"
George was very displeased.
But if he knew the toilet cleaner at Demarco Mount was Silvio Reed, he might change this opinion.
Silvio Reed nearly killed the Archbishop’s men.
Comparing to him?
"First time meeting, let’s get acquainted."
Julius Reed reached out his hand.
George hesitated for a moment, but still stretched his hand over.
"Ha, never thought the esteemed Holy Master of the Ten Thousand Mountain Alliance would deign to shake hands with someone not even fit to clean toilets, such a..."
Before George could finish his mocking words, his mouth was agape, unable to move!
He trembled.
"What’s wrong?" The White-Robed Bishop felt something was off.
But since Julius Reed was seriously injured, and needed to save his beloved woman, logically, George shouldn’t be instantaneously killed, right?
But just as he finished speaking.
George suddenly deflated like a balloon.
Shrinking.
Turning into a corpse.
"Oh..." Julius Reed spoke with great surprise, "Why are you silent?"
This scene made the church’s people feel their scalps tingling!
Many among them were weaker than George!
Yet now George didn’t even have a chance to resist, directly becoming a corpse!
What is going on!
They instinctively retreated, stepping back three meters in total.
Even the White-Robed Bishop felt a chill on his back!
He widened his eyes, glanced at George, then looked at Julius Reed.
Couldn’t help but step back.
This... was this supposed to be vulnerable?
Then why didn’t Julius Reed act sooner?
Was he pretending to be weak to catch them off guard?
Purposely humiliating them?
This expert’s peculiar taste was too distinctive!
He now started to doubt the Archbishop’s information, whether it was false.
"The pill, will you take it?" Julius Reed held up the pill, offering it to the White-Robed Bishop.
Pill?
Are you finished?
The White-Robed Bishop now seemed to understand the pill’s implication.
But...
Must probe the reality.
They knew Silvio Reed’s skill, even if it was a sneak attack, almost fatally injuring the Archbishop’s men, he was an unmatched expert!
To have killed Silvio Reed, injury was unavoidable.
At the very least, the White-Robed Bishop was sure that after probing, he could retreat completely unscathed.
"Since I’m here, forget the pill. But I still want to experience a few moves." As soon as he finished speaking, he hesitated no more, directly drew his sword!
The snow-white blade directly sliced through the air!
In an instant, snowflakes fell from the sunny, cloudless sky!
The Black-Robed Bishop’s ultimate move was Golden Crow.
The White-Robed Bishop, however, is snow!
Each bishop has their own trump card.
They’re not comparable to those ordinary church experts.
Each one has the ability to handle everything single-handedly!
The White-Robed Bishop held nothing back, directly using a finishing blow!
Every snowflake carried Sword Qi.
If touched, instant death is certain!
The White-Robed Bishop stood in front of the mountain gate, one man one sword, snow falling all around!
He kept his eyes fixed on Julius Reed, wanting to see if he could kill this reigning top expert!
Though his words were light, the White-Robed Bishop’s heart was very tense.
His throat couldn’t help but twitch, and the hand holding the sword was trembling slightly.
"It’s snowing?" Julius Reed looked up at the sky.
Snowfall everywhere.
"It’s clearly summer, how is it snowing?" As if whispering to himself, but Julius Reed’s hand slowly opened.
When the first snowflake fell on his palm, Julius Reed hesitated slightly. "Sword Qi? I’m well acquainted with this."
He chuckled.
This laugh gave the White-Robed Bishop a bad feeling.
Why... does it seem so ominous?
The next moment, Julius Reed turned sideways and withdrew the Emerald King Sword.
The world’s number one sword!