Chapter 485: Chapter 484: Direct Confrontation
The next day, when Ye Fan got out of bed, he discovered that Heather was no longer beside him. He imdiately walked out of the palace, only to find a sea of vampires gathered outside. After suffering several devastating blows, the number of martial artists in the Vampire Clan had sharply decreased. In stark contrast, facing them was the European Church Court’s Church Army. Numbering nearly a hundred thousand strong, the sight of their white-armored formation was magnificent and imposing. They stood opposite the vampires, exuding an air of unstoppability.
The mbers of the Vampire Clan wore solemn expressions. After all, the enemy surpassed them in both strength and numbers. A great war was about to erupt at any mont.
At that mont, Ye Fan made his way to Heather’s side, where the Cain Ancestor also stood.
"You two hold the line for now," Ye Fan said. "This may look like a large-scale battle of armies, but in reality, only a few individuals can truly decide its outco."
The Cain Ancestor and Heather nodded in agreent. They knew the only ones who could truly determine the victor of this war were Ye Fan and the European Pope. Once one of them prevailed, the conflict would be over.
"This war will end after I kill the European Pope!" Ye Fan declared.
"Brother Ye, be careful!"
"My dear, be careful!" Heather and the Cain Ancestor warned him simultaneously.
Ye Fan nodded. He always maintained a cautious attitude, no matter who he was fighting. He was, by all accounts, a very prudent man.
The European Pope made his move, soaring into the sky. A blinding white light that induced vertigo instantly erupted from him. As he did, the morale of the Holy Court’s army soared to its peak. The Cain Ancestor wanted to release his blood-red light to counter it, but he couldn’t. His wounds had not yet fully healed, and to face the European Pope in his condition was to seek death.
From his high vantage point, the European Pope addressed the Cain Ancestor, "Cain Ancestor, I spared your life last ti, but I absolutely will not let you off again!"
The Cain Ancestor retorted, "Don’t be arrogant, European Pope! You and I both know perfectly well why you held back at the last mont, so there’s no need to say it out loud!"
At this mont, neither of them showed any weakness in their imposing manner.
The European Pope declared, "Then co up and fight!"
"A battle is inevitable today," the Cain Ancestor responded imdiately, "but I am not the one who will be fighting you."
"Not you? Do you truly think there is anyone else in this world who can contend with ? How presumptuous!" the European Pope scoffed.
He was right. As things stood, there was indeed no one who was his match. But he had miscalculated, forgetting one person: Ye Fan.
Ye Fan shot into the sky, confronting the European Pope.
"Shenzhou Heavenly King, here to challenge you!" Ye Fan said coldly.
The European Pope replied scornfully, "So, it’s just a lowly Shen Zhou Martial Artist. Your kind’s glory faded a thousand years ago. But this ti, since you seek death, I shall grant it. The four Main Gods under my command—you killed them, didn’t you?"
Although Ye Fan had slain the four Main Gods, in the Pope’s eyes, he was still an insignificant pest, just as he had always been.
"That’s right," Ye Fan replied. "I did kill those worthless fools. In fact, it wasn’t just them. Last night, two more worthless fools trespassed and were killed by
as well."
His words were incredibly satisfying, and the vampires’ blood began to boil with fervor.
The European Pope’s face turned cold. So that was why the two elders had not returned. They had already been dealt with. This news was absolutely infuriating.
He addressed Ye Fan with a cold voice, "Very well. I had originally planned to let you lead your Shen Zhou Martial Artists as my slaves, but you’ve lost that chance!"
"My goal is simple: to sever your head!" Ye Fan retorted dismissively.
Their auras instantly soared to a peak. The European Pope was particularly enraged that a re Shen Zhou Martial Artist would dare to challenge him. But Ye Fan would show him that Shen Zhou Martial Artists were not to be underestimated. You could look down on any martial artist, but you could never look down on a Shen Zhou Martial Artist.
"Church Army, heed my command!" the Pope roared.
More than a hundred thousand voices responded as one, the sound deafening.
"Take up your Residence Blades! Slay the enemy and trample all who stand in your way!"
Under the European Pope’s command, the martial artists of the Church Army charged forward.
The Cain Ancestor imdiately bellowed, "Brave n of the Vampire Clan, hear my order! No matter the cost, you must not let them break through! Behind you is your holand, and in your holand are your families! Fight with all your might!"
Instantly, the morale of the Vampire Clan’s warriors surged. When people feel little pressure, they might beco complacent. But when pushed to their absolute limit, complacency is no longer an option. They will fight with reckless abandon, and the Vampire Clan warriors were a living example of this. They fought valiantly and, leveraging their unique advantages, successfully blocked the first wave of the Church Army’s attack.
However, the army’s commander was a military genius. He imdiately gave the order to create an opening, even at the cost of his soldiers’ lives. In response, the Cain Ancestor led a squad to defend the most dangerous gap, holding back the Church Army’s advance. Heather also sprang into action, charging toward the front lines. She sought neither a breakthrough nor to defend; her target was the life of the Holy Court’s commander. As long as that commander was slain, the Holy Court’s formation would crumble.
Watching the fierce battle below, Ye Fan and the European Pope remained in a standoff high above, neither having made a move yet.
The European Pope said mockingly, "Since the outco below is already decided, it’s your turn now!"
"Decided?" Ye Fan replied icily. "You’re daydreaming!"
He imdiately shot toward the European Pope.
"Holy Light of the Church, purify everything in this world!"
The European Pope radiated an endless Holy Light. As it shone down, the warriors on the battlefield were instantly blinded, thrown into a temporary state of sightlessness. Yet, Ye Fan remained unaffected. Even though the European Pope’s attack was overwhelmingly powerful, he was incredibly composed.
He shouted, "Pure Yang Gang Fist!"
A fiery streak of True Qi tore through the white light, heading straight for the European Pope. When the Holy Light of the Church collided with the Pure Yang Divine Gang, a blinding light exploded in the sky—a contest between golden radiance and white light. The people on the ground didn’t dare look up, fearing their eyes would be seared blind.
In the sky, the two had already clashed once more. This ti, they traded blows, and both the European Pope and Ye Fan were sent reeling backward.
The European Pope was stunned. He no longer underestimated Ye Fan. He never imagined a junior could grow strong enough to rival him. Such strength was chilling, and he cast aside his earlier contempt and disdain. From these two exchanges, he knew that Ye Fan was truly a formidable enemy.
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