Travels to the Holy Light Continent

Chapter 129: Smashing the Holy City

When I heard this, I was really defeated by his shamelessness. He is older than my father, and according to what he said, he was going to fight with me. It really shows that the most despicable people are invincible.

"Honey! Wushuang, you guys protect yourselves. I'll deal with this biggest scumbag of the century! Don't do anything!" I warned the two girls.

There was no way. Their current strength was no match for the Sword Master. If they attacked Merlin, he would probably kill them.

"Got it! Be careful, third brother!"

"Yeah! Come on, Brother Xuanyuan!"

"Come on! Big stupid bull, come and teach me a lesson if you can!"

After that, I used Lingbo Weibu to leave Merlin behind. Seeing this, Merlin hurriedly chased after me. I turned around and shot a few fireballs at Merlin. Merlin was indeed a swordsman. With a few beautiful sword flowers, he knocked the fireballs away. The fireballs were hit on the nearby shops and caused a fire.

Hehe! It's burning, beautiful, the bigger the better, I wish I could burn all the saints. I slowly slowed down, and Merlin thought I didn't have enough energy and hurried to catch up.

I threw a handful of mud at Merlin's face. The ashamed and angry Merlin raised his hand and chopped the statue on the roadside into pieces. The last time I came here, I was annoyed by these statues. Why can't I, Plato, have such beautiful things? How does the saying go? Yes, if you can't get it, destroy it! Haha!

"Oh! I didn't hit him! Isn't that infuriating?" I laughed.

Merlin, angry and ashamed, increased his attack without realizing that we had arrived at the Pope's Palace. The guards at the door saw that it was Merlin and did not dare to stop me, so I went into the Pope's Palace. It was more magnificent here than outside, and I casually took a self-portrait of Van Dijk and threw it over.

"Snapped!"

The portrait shattered. Merlin was so angry that he wanted to go crazy again, but a white figure flew over and knocked him away instantly! Merlin wanted to rush over but was stopped by his grandmother.

"Merlin! Are you crazy? Don't you even look at where you are?"

Merlin looked around after hearing this. He was shocked when he woke up. In front of him was the frosty-faced Pope, and beside him was his father, Captain Green. The rest were either cardinals or legion commanders. He realized what he had done wrong and knelt on the ground in fear.

"Your Majesty! I was wrong!"

I stood behind grandma and made a face at Merlin. Merlin was angry but couldn't say anything and could only kneel there obediently.

"Okay, if you still dare to mess around, grandma will be angry!"

"Grandma! I am the victim! Isn't the person who caused the trouble kneeling there?" I said aggrievedly.

Green snorted coldly, stood in front and slapped Merlin left and right. Soon Merlin was beaten into a pig's head. After the beating, Green looked at his grandmother proudly, meaning, my son made a mistake and I punished him myself, now it's your turn.

Seeing this, the grandmother laughed and said, "Look at your sister! This is my grandson! I can't do it to him!"

Green almost couldn't swallow a mouthful of spit, thinking to himself that my son was not picked up! Everyone present was familiar with each other, and they laughed so hard that they fell backwards, especially Ace, the leader of the expeditionary corps. They had always been at odds with the Guardian Corps, and he laughed the most happily. Seeing this, the Pope almost couldn't hold back, and he knocked the staff in his hand hard.

"Boom!"