Even after three years, when Han Shuo's voice sounded again, Sacred Knight Blount could tell exactly who the man was whose back he had been tied to.
Blount's humiliating defeat in their battle all those years ago had undoubtedly left a lasting impression on him. For Blount, the fight ended in ignominy, truly the lowest moment of his life. For the next three years, as he recovered from his injuries, Blount could not help but think of Han Shuo. Now that Han Shuo was standing right in front of him again, Blount, a ruthless killer with a particular dislike for unbelievers, was unable to control his expression.
"You!" Blount shouted in a voice dripping with hatred. Blount clenched a gleaming golden spear in his hand. His veins bulged. His grip tightened, as if he wanted to break the spear in two. It was obvious how deep the hatred was in his heart.
Han Shuo nodded in agreement. With a sinister smile on his face, he said, "We meet again!"
"Lord Blount, who is this child?" The loquacious magus was confused. He could not understand why a Sacred knight like Blount himself, one of majestic status within the Church of Light, would be acquainted with an obviously immature and inexperienced brat.
"You two know each other?" muttered Elizabeth, who was paralysed under Han Shuo's foot, unable to move even a finger. She looked at Han Shuo in confusion.
"Hahaha, of course!" Han Shuo replied with an ominous smile. Without turning his head, Han Shuo waved his hand and patted Elizabeth on the shoulder. Suddenly, the energy within her that was binding her body disappeared. "Your divine favour body can absorb the holy energy from their bodies. How fascinating. Today is your lucky day. You may even be able to absorb the divine energy of a Sacred knight. Elizabeth, be sure to take this opportunity!" Han Shuo said to Elizabeth in a strange tone as she stood up behind him. Han Shuo's gaze was fixed on Blount.
Elizabeth stared at the Sacred Knight Blount who looked like he was facing a great rival. A thought suddenly occurred to her. She pointed at Han Shuo and said in a horrified tone, "You, you're that necromancer from the Lancelot Empire, aren't you? I've heard of you. You single-handedly defeated Blount and his men? Oh my! It really is you!"
Elizabeth, an infidel the Church of Light had hunted relentlessly, certainly kept up with the news. And, of course, she would often inquire about those like herself who were wanted dead by the Church of Light. The Battle of Ossen City three years earlier had been the greatest setback for the Church of Light in recent years. News of the event, spread by certain parties with various agendas, had spread to many lands.
The news that the Sacred Knights, symbol of the mighty presence of the Church of Light, had suffered a crushing defeat spread like wildfire, as if the plague spell of necromancy had been cast. For heretics suffering at the hands of the Church of Light, this news was music to their ears. Any unbeliever with the slightest competence would know the name 'Bryan'.
The Church of Light men surrounding Han Shuo and Elizabeth turned pale as they heard Elizabeth's words. Three Temple Knights stood closest to Han Shuo and were the first to charge towards Elizabeth, but before Han Shuo even made a move, the three unconsciously took a few steps back, distancing themselves from Han Shuo and returning to the circle.
"Him... it's actually him..." the Church of Light Magus asked Blount doubtfully, muttering to himself as he stared at Han Shuo in fear. His voice lowered as if he was afraid of attracting Han Shuo's attention.
"Prepare to move! Forget about Elizabeth. Target every attack at him!" Blount shouted quietly. Immediately after, he glared at Han Shuo and said, "Three years have passed. I don't think you'll be able to hurt me again this time!"
As soon as Blount uttered these words, an enormous divine aura spread out from Blount's body. The divine aura and his golden martial aura merged with perfection. The muscles on his body suddenly burst into glorious golden rays, giving him the appearance of a man made of gold, a golden man, a truly awesome spectacle in the truest sense of the word.
Han Shuo's pupils glowed. Through Blount's aura, he could sense how powerful he was. He discovered that in those three short years, Blount's strength had improved to some degree. His aura must have doubled in some miraculous transformation.
"This time I will not hurt you again." Han Shuo looked at Blount with cold eyes and continued word for word, "I will kill you!"
Han Shuo grinned fiercely as his clenched fist shot at Blount.
As the golden spear in Blount's hand swayed with layer upon layer of golden light, Han Shuo used his right fist like a hammer. A radiant, cataclysmic energy congealed in his palm. A blinding flash of red light shot violently out of his fist. After the light faded, a scarlet fist the size of a mountain appeared out of nowhere and rapidly descended on Blount.
Blount was terrified. He could feel the destructive power in the blow. The energy he had accumulated over the past three years poured into the golden spear in his hand, turning it into a golden sun. He hurled the spear upwards at the gigantic scarlet fist that came crashing down on him. As the golden spear flew up at high speed, a chorus of praise to the God of Light could be heard faintly.
As the golden spear struck the scarlet fist, a deafening rumble erupted. The radiance above their heads was enough to momentarily blind all but the two of them. The immense energy fluctuation began to fan out violently in all directions. Elizabeth and the members of the Church of Light ducked for cover.
At that moment, the undead creatures that had been silently surrounding them seemed to have received a call to mobilise and attack. Several members of the Church of Light were taken by surprise and immediately drowned by the undead creatures. Amidst their terrifying howls, the chilling sounds of undead creatures crunching on human bones could be heard.
Only Elizabeth was spared the undead creatures' attacks. But as she listened to the men of the Church of Light being eaten alive by the undead, she could not help but shiver. She was terrified as she looked at Han Shuo and thought in her heart that he was indeed the greatest heretic!
Han Shuo's mad laughter roared like a storm. "Blount, oh Blount, it seems that despite your efforts to become stronger, you will die here! No one can save you today!"
Of all the people there, Elizabeth was the most relaxed. The disciples of the Church of Light were surrounded by hordes and hordes of undead creatures summoned by Han Shuo. The creatures did not attack Elizabeth, and by this time she had recovered from her temporary blindness and was able to see again. She turned in the direction of Han Shuo's voice.
But all she saw was a strange banner of light coming towards Blount, formed by the scarlet fist. Han Shuo, who was howling with laughter, could hardly be seen as he quickly spun around Blount. The endless stream of pounding fists was a clear indication that Blount was not well.
Lacking the strength to defend himself, Sacred Knight Blount could only try to stand his ground and defend himself unwaveringly.
The sacred knight, even in his golden state and with his power greatly increased, groaned in agony, just as he had before under Han Shuo's high-speed bombardment. Trails of fresh, dark red blood ran from his nostrils and from the corner of his mouth, staining his golden armour. There was not a trace of that calm, arrogant strength left in him.
What made Elizabeth even more astonished was that Han Shuo did not seem to be exerting any power at all. On the contrary, he looked as if he could do this in his sleep, taking his time to torment Blount.
Sacred Knight Blount's body convulsed in a fit, his spear waving in the air as streaks of energy stung him like fire ants, the power in his hands diminishing by the second as the speed at which he swung his golden spear slowed.
Bang! A blow broke through the layers of spear shadows and Han Shuo quietly withdrew his fist. Sacred Knight Blount's hand movements suddenly froze. A series of Pi Li Pa La breaking sounds emanated from his body. Blount stood expressionless before collapsing to the ground.
Under Elizabeth's stunned gaze, a foolish looking zombie warrior emerged from the ground where Sacred Knight Blount lay. The zombie wore an unusual earth-grey armour. The hard ground was like water to him; he seemed to rise from the ground unhindered.
Thud! Thud! Thud! When the strange-looking zombie warrior had completely risen from the ground, he stomped on Blount's body in a mad rage. Fresh blood spilled uncontrollably all over Blount's body as the life force in his face slowly faded away.
"Oi, Elizabeth, how about you hurry over and absorb the divine energy from his body before he's dead!" Elizabeth was still in a daze, but when she heard this, she was overjoyed.
"For me? Really?" she exclaimed in ecstasy, her voice still trembling. She looked at Han Shuo from a distance in pleasant disbelief.
"Of course. Only by absorbing the divine energy of this sacred knight will you qualify to be my slave!" Han Shuo said with a smile.
"Sla... slave?" Elizabeth was dazed again. Her brain was slow to process everything she heard.
"Who sent you to my doorstep to provoke me in the first place? Hurry up and decide! Die or serve me. Make your own choice!" Han Shuo groaned coldly.
After three seconds of silence, Elizabeth raised her hand to declare her position. "I am willing to be your slave!" she exclaimed before throwing herself at a dying Blount.
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