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Antonio's arrogant grin had not yet faded when he suddenly saw Fang Yuan showing a puzzled expression. The look in his eyes was as if he was staring at a fool who was talking to himself.
"This guy... What kind of nonsense is he imagining?" Fang Yuan muttered to himself and then shook his head, "Forget it, I can't be bothered with what he's thinking."
The other party, being an archbishop, held a high status and was presumably very familiar with the situation in the Church. Fang Yuan decided to knock him down first and then interrogate him slowly.
As all the eyes of the Church watched, Fang Yuan's figure suddenly disappeared!
"Hmm?!" Antonio's pupils contracted into pinpricks. Where did he go?
Before he could figure out Fang Yuan's whereabouts, a long and powerful hand suddenly clasped the back of his neck with ease!
An unprecedented chill ran up from his tailbone to the top of his head. Just as Antonio tried to resist, his entire body was yanked backward by an overwhelming force!
"Boom—"
The world flipped upside down, and time seemed to warp!
One moment, he was standing in the golden and resplendent temple, and the next, he found himself in a vast and snowy wasteland.
The biting cold wind howled, swirling the snow, making Antonio's shocked face look even paler.
"Th-this... Where is this...?" His voice trembled as he tried to make sense of the situation. Before he could figure it out, a sword's edge turned into a white rainbow, tearing through the sky, filling his vision!
"Boom!!!"
The ancient cross on Antonio's chest exploded with light, the divine barrier activating automatically to block the strike, but his body was still sent flying like a kite with its string cut.
The mountains of ice behind him exploded one after another. Antonio gritted his teeth and, after crashing through several glaciers, barely managed to stabilize himself.
But at this moment, his heart was filled with waves of shock. How could the other party's strength be so terrifying, even though they were both at the same martial saint level?!
His head was ringing. If it hadn't been for the holy relic, inherited from the first pope, on his chest, he would have been badly injured by now.
But the opponent's sneak attack had failed. Now, it was his turn to fight back...
"Boom!"
Before Antonio could even finish that thought, a violent shockwave rushed toward him like an angry sea! A second slash split the air, exploding against his body once again!
Then...
"Bang! Bang! Bang!"
Countless slashes rained down like a storm, each strike hitting his protective holy light, exploding in dazzling ripples of energy!
Facing this mysterious and powerful young emperor, Antonio's mind finally cleared up a little. Like a rapper, he quickly recited an incantation, thunder roaring around him!
But the next second, he suddenly became confused. The thunder had indeed been summoned, but... who should it strike?!
Since being pulled into this world, he hadn't even seen his opponent's shadow!
It was a purely one-sided crushing! He couldn't even find a target to fight back against!
"Idiot!"
Fang Yuan's cold laughter suddenly rang in his ears, full of unrestrained mockery. Before Antonio could get angry, another sharp slash came straight at him—
"Crack!"
His protective holy light shattered, and his body was sent flying like a cannonball, carving a trench hundreds of meters long in the ice!
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"What... What is going on here..." Juno curled up in a corner of the eternal frozen abyss, unconsciously clutching her clothes, watching the distant battle in fear and awe.
Since Fang Yuan had forcefully brought her into this frozen land, she had been ignored. Just as she was at a loss, two figures suddenly appeared.
One was the emperor of the Summer Kingdom, and the other... dressed in the iconic golden robe, was the archbishop of the Church! In the Church hierarchy, this was a being second only to the pope!
"Has reinforcements finally arrived?" This thought flashed in her mind, but the next scene left her completely stunned.
Fang Yuan's figure was moving so fast that it almost became a blur, flashing across the ice field. His speed had completely surpassed the limits of the human eye!
Even as an observer, Juno couldn't see him clearly, let alone the archbishop, Antonio, who was in the middle of the battle. He was being utterly crushed!
Without any resistance!
This was no reinforcements at all; it was a disaster even worse than hers!
...
Warm blood seeped out from his shattered holy robe as Antonio gasped heavily, his trembling fingers reaching for the holy relic on his chest, the one the pope had given him. At this moment, it had turned to dust, falling through his fingers.
A relic that had been passed down through many generations, yet it couldn't even withstand two seconds...
Antonio felt that his opponent was simply overwhelmingly powerful, beyond reason. Despite being at the same level, he was like a lamb waiting to be slaughtered, with no ability to fight back!
This could no longer be called a battle.
Once his protective holy light shattered, he could not withstand that kind of violent slashing!
"Stop! If you kill me, the pope will never let you off!" Antonio screamed in despair toward the void, his voice shaking with fear.
From beginning to end, he hadn't even touched the hem of Fang Yuan's robes. He was forced to passively endure a storm of attacks, and in such a situation, his fighting spirit had been devoured by fear.
"Threatening me with the pope? Ha ha…"
Fang Yuan's laughter suddenly sounded behind Antonio, as if hearing the biggest joke: "I didn't expect you to be able to make me laugh."
"Looks like... I didn't train you enough. I'll have to intensify it."
"Next, I'll let you experience the cruelest, endless torture in the world!"
As soon as his words finished, countless sword lights poured down like a galaxy, once again overwhelming Antonio.
"Ah!!!"
Antonio clearly felt his body being sliced into pieces. After the intense pain, an indescribable calm followed, as if his soul had fallen into eternal darkness.
"Did I... die?"
"The emperor of the Summer Kingdom really dared to kill me. Doesn't he fear the pope...?"
While he was thinking, a blinding white light flashed, and Antonio realized that he was standing back where he started, surrounded by the same ice mountains...
"What's going on? I'm alive again?!"
Just as Antonio thought that, the familiar sword light swept over him again! Flesh and blood flew!
"Ah!!!"
The heart-wrenching pain made Antonio scream once more, but then the blinding white light appeared again... and he was alive!
However, Antonio's face showed no joy, only pale despair, because he now knew what he was going to face next...
Sure enough, it was more slashes, more pain than ever before!
Death, rebirth, death, rebirth!
It was like an endless nightmare, with Antonio's consciousness constantly cycling between life and death, every rebirth accompanied by more intense fear and despair.
Antonio finally understood the true meaning of Fang Yuan's words, "endless torture"—
This was a torment worse than death. His consciousness was trapped in the gap between life and death, constantly reincarnating. Each rebirth brought more overwhelming fear and hopelessness!