Lilian was infuriated. She brandished her fists, eximing, "You''re the barbarian! Your whole family is a bunch of barbarians. No matter what, His Holiness would never fancy you!"
"Would he fancy you then?" Mary retorted, showing no sign of weakness.
Their gazes locked like fierce roosters about to erupt into a battle unique to women at any moment.
At that moment, Wilbur walked out, furrowing his brows. "What''s going on?" "Nothing. I just had a chat with Lilian," Mary replied, lowering her head meekly. Seeing Mary''s demeanor, Lilian felt an itching hatred but merely stated, "Your Holiness, I''vee to bring you some fruits."
Lilian produced an apple and presented it to Wilbur.
Wilbur chuckled, taking the apple. "Alright, both of you, go get some rest."
Lilian and Mary exchanged a disdainful nce before parting ways.
Wilbur shook his head helplessly, returning to his room. While nibbling on the apple, he stared out of the window, lost in thought.
The next morning.
Cameron and Dawson, leading the church militia, assembled in the square in front of the church, waiting early.
Wilbur, apanied by Karl, Catherine, and others, emerged from the church and joined the gathering on the square.
Apart from the church militia, thousands of believers filled the square, creating a congested atmosphere.
Wilbur surveyed the crowd and spoke slowly, "Dear devout believers, no need to worry. Under the gaze of the Lord of Fire Dragon, the actions of the Holy Illuminati Church are destined to fail."
Wilbur''s voice, infused with mental power, resonated clearly in the minds of every believer.
"Loyal and devout, the Lord of Fire Dragon is with us."
"Loyal and devout, the Lord of Fire Dragon is with us."
"Loyal and devout, the Lord of Fire Dragon is with us."
The square echoed with the roars of the faithful, waves of sound growing louder with each repetition.
Wilbur smiled slightly and led the church militia toward the outside. Along the way, numerous believers followed, bidding farewell until Wilbur and the others left the city, leaving the dust behind as they boarded their carriage.
...
Near the Ganbi border, Michael, Moses, and Banks, the three titans of the tribunal, stood atop a hill. They were d in full battle armor with cross swords hanging from their waists.
A faint aura of spiritual energy radiated from their armor. Particrly, the cross sword at Michael''s waist was exceptionally massive, a two-handed greatsword. The scabbard was adorned with countless divine inscriptions, exquisitely crafted, clearly not ordinary.
By their side stood holy knights, also in red battle armor, with cross swords hanging from their waists. Below the hill, 1,000 holy warriors stood in orderly formation. They too wore battle armor, with the aura of spiritual energy emanating from their armor, giving them an air of solemn sanctity.
Michael looked at the formation of holy warriors and smiled, saying, "This is the foundation of the Holy Illuminati. Who can withstand this force?"
"This time, not only are we purging the Church of the Fire Dragon Lord, but we also have greater ambitions in thisnd," Moses said.
Banks also smiled. "Indeed, mobilizing such a formidable forcees at a hefty cost. The Archangel has been grumbling quite a bit. If there isn''t enough gain, this won''t be worthwhile."
"Don''t worry, thisnd is abundant in resources. After clearing out the Church of the Fire Dragon Lord, we will sweep across this territory. The subsequent gains will undoubtedly satisfy everyone," Michael dered with great ambition.