Chesterton's face was red from anger and humiliation. He stood up and stared at Joelson.
Three light saints walked over and looked at Joelson with fear and respect. They were ready to fight, but their mouths were full of bitterness.
A sun level genius and a saint level dragon.
How could they fight?
Those who could become light saints were all fighters instilled by the Holy See using secret techniques.
Whether it was in terms of combat strength or talent, they were all at the bottom of the saint-level. There was no way for them to advance.
Even if there were three of them now, with the authority of God, they still didn't have any confidence.
Chesterton's eyes were bloodshot. He raised his golden scepter and shouted at Joelson, "Do you want to start a war with the Holy See?"
However, he felt a sense of guilt.
The others were slightly disappointed.
The three geniuses of the Inmotati Empire.
Chesterton was afraid.
Otherwise, he would have retaliated instead of bringing out the Holy See's background.
Joelson ignored Chesterton and said softly, "Get lost."
Everyone was stunned.
Joelson said get lost to the authority of God?!
Arrogance, egotism, and absolute tyranny.
This had always been the attitude of the Holy See towards others, but now it was being returned in the same way.
Many people had strange expressions, but they felt an indescribable joy in their hearts.
This was the attitude of a sun radiance level genius!
Chesterton's face was red, and because of shame and anger, his body started to tremble.
"Speak, God!"
Chesterton suddenly shouted loudly. A dazzling holy light bloomed from his body.
The white gemstone on the golden authority suddenly cracked, and a thick white light enveloped him.
"You walk in the world on my behalf. You must have the power to control everything."
Chesterton's body actually expanded several times in a few seconds. It was as if he himself had become a blazing sun.
Two pairs of golden wings of light spread out from his back, and a blazing sword of light extended from the broken end of the golden authority.
He seemed to be a god who had descended from heaven.
Honorable, cold, and powerful.
The shame and anger on Chesterton's face disappeared completely, and his eyes turned golden, without a hint of human emotion.
The saint-level unicorn received the call and ran over, carrying him up to a higher position than Joelson, looking down at him from high up in the sky.
"Blasphemer of the light, die!" Chesterton said coldly.
Joelson looked at him without any expression. There was no need for him to say anything.
The steel dragon had already rushed out with a furious roar.
The dark gold and white collided, and a powerful force shot out, forming a hurricane. Many people around could not help but retreat.
Joelson stood under the battle, his mage robe fluttering in the wind.
His cold gaze fell on the three light saints.
He changed his form from Chesterton to the form of a four-winged angel.
The three light saints put everything aside. Their faces were full of determination and piety. They formed a triangular formation and charged at Joelson.
Joelson held the meteor sword in his right hand. Blue Flames rose in his left hand.
Soon, the tip of his sword hung low.
Under his feet were three light saints who looked like dead dogs.
All the bones in their bodies had been broken and they were about to die.
If it weren't for the fact that Joelson had specially left them alive, these three people would have already died.
Saint-level. Joelson had killed many.
Looking up, the battle between the steel dragon and Chesterton was still burning.
With a saint-level unicorn around, Chesterton's figure was too nimble, and the steel dragon appeared to be very irritated.
Intense blue flames ignited on Joelson's sword.
The thick and long flame chains condensed, extending out for hundreds of yards.
The power of the fusion of water and fire laws emitted a terrifying power.
Joelson held his sword with both hands and swung it up!
Everyone's eyes widened, and an extremely thick and long blue flame chain reflected in their eyes. It was like a thick and strong python in the sky.
It was as if space was about to be torn apart by this power.
The steel dragon, who had a tacit understanding with Joelson, swung out its draconic tail and quickly retreated.
Chesterton had barely managed to receive this move and did not have the time to react.
The blue flame chain contained a terrifying power as it lashed out fiercely.
"Hiss!"
The holy light unicorn let out a mournful cry.
It had been struck by the chain from the front and had been cut in half from the abdomen.
The blue flame chain continued to attack, striking heavily at Chesterton's chest.
Chesterton's chest caved in, and he spat out a mouthful of golden blood.
The blue flame chain wrapped around his entire body.
Shrink!
The blue flame burned the Holy Light, making a burning sound.
Chesterton was like a chicken that had been bound. His bones were cracking, and he looked miserable.
Joelson looked up at him, raised his long sword, and walked toward Chesterton in the void.
For the first time, Chesterton's eyes showed genuine fear.
The killing intent in Joelson's body was overflowing. Chesterton had been temporarily wiped out of most of his human emotions by the angel power several times, but at this moment, he could not help but feel fear.
He did not want to die!
Fortunately.
He did not want to kill him.
Chesterton noticed that he was looking at him with a regretful and disappointed look.
That look made him feel humiliated like he had never felt before.
It was as if a beautiful robe was draped over a dirty and lowly beggar.
And he was that beggar.
He was regretting the angel heart that Chesterton had crushed and embedded in the golden authority.
It was even more precious than the one he got from Pryce.
A dark golden light bloomed in Joelson's hand. Chesterton's pupils contracted. Before he could react, he felt an irreversible pain in his right hand.
He watched as a dark golden color began to spread from his palm.
The area covered by the dark golden color flashed with a metallic luster. He did not feel anything, as if he was a statue.
Ultimate alchemy.
The dark gold extended all the way to Chesterton's shoulder. A white and powerful hand grabbed his arm.
Chesterton let out a shrill scream.
His metal arm was torn off by Joelson.
The onlookers were stunned.
Chesterton's face was pale due to the pain. Cold sweat kept flowing down his head, and he kept struggling.
However, he was tightly bound by the blue flame chains and could not move at all. His appearance was extremely miserable.
Pryce, who was watching from afar, could not help but tremble due to fear.
The man who had always been on top of him in the Church of Light, who was more outstanding, stronger, and prouder than him, had his arm torn off without any ability to resist.
"I want it back," Joelson grabbed Chesterton's metal arm and glanced at him indifferently.
"I want to exchange ten angel hearts for it."