The Prophet, hearing Ye Qiu’s words, showed a slight shock on her exquisite face.
“It’s the first time I’ve seen someone speak to Joseph in such a tone.”
“Even when the Pope was alive, he wouldn’t dare speak to Joseph like that.”
“He’s the most powerful magician in the world!”
Ye Qiu didn’t know Joseph’s background, but the Prophet knew it well.
Joseph wasn’t just a peak King Realm expert, he was the chief magician of the nine Middle Eastern nations, with an exalted status. Even the leaders of the nine nations would bow in respect when meeting him.
Joseph’s face stiffened upon hearing Ye Qiu’s words.
Who was he?
The chief magician of the nine nations, revered wherever he went, yet Ye Qiu gave him no face at all.
Outrageous!
Utterly outrageous!
Still, Joseph suppressed his anger.
“The nine nations’ attack on the Vatican was indeed somewhat improper. I can represent the nine nations and offer compensation to the Vatican.”
“I can also promise that we will no longer act against the Vatican.”
“Even the deaths of the other King Realm experts at your hands, I can let go.”
“Your country has an old saying, ‘Turn swords into ploughshares.’ I wish to befriend you.”
“Let today’s matter end here, how about it?”
Joseph asked.
“End here? Hah, that’s easy to say,” Ye Qiu replied. “The Pope is dead, how will you compensate? With your life?”
“And so many Vatican disciples died, how do you account for that?”
“Talking about compensation now, isn’t it too late?”
Joseph said, “Not at all.”
“Though lives cannot be compensated, I can offer money.”
“Name your price!”
Ye Qiu replied, “Our country has another saying, ‘A life for a life, a debt repaid with money.’”
“No amount of money can compare to human lives.”
“So, there’s nothing to discuss.”
“I don’t want to talk with you!”
The old woman, seeing Ye Qiu’s defiance, snorted angrily. “Joseph, what’s there to discuss with that kid? Just kill him. I refuse to believe we can’t take him down together.”
Joseph, with a cold face, said, “Ye Qiu, are you set on this path?”
“Can you protect the Vatican for a moment, or forever?”
“Besides, with two peak King Realm experts here, can you defeat us both?”
“I advise you not to be stubborn.”
Ye Qiu cursed directly, “Stop spouting nonsense and come face your death!”
From the moment he killed Paul and the others, he had resolved to suppress the nine nations’ experts.
No matter what they said, Ye Qiu would fight to the end.
He firmly believed the most effective way to solve trouble was to eliminate those causing it. Only when they were dead would the trouble truly end.
Otherwise, if Joseph and the old woman recovered and thought they could defeat him, they’d stir up trouble again.
A killing intent appeared on Joseph’s face as he said coldly, “Since this battle is inevitable, I’ll show you the power of a magician.”
“Agatha, stand back.”
The old woman, worried Joseph couldn’t handle Ye Qiu alone, said, “That kid’s combat strength is extraordinary. We should team up!”
Joseph replied, “No rush. I’ll test him first. If it doesn’t work, we’ll join forces.”
“Be careful,” the old woman said, retreating a distance.
Thud!
Joseph stepped into the air, facing Ye Qiu from a distance, then began forming seals with both hands. Soon, a torrent of black mist surged around him.
Moments later.
“Wind!”
Joseph’s deep shout triggered a fierce gale, with sand and stones flying.
His magic unleashed a wind exceeding level twenty.
Countless buildings were toppled instantly, corpses and limbs on the ground were swept into the sky, and the floor was ripped up.
“Suppress!”
Ye Qiu let out a soft shout. Four Qiankun Cauldrons expanded, like four mountains, positioned before him.
“Clang, clang, clang!”
The wind battered the cauldrons, producing loud crashes, as if someone were relentlessly striking them with a massive hammer.
“Rain!”
Joseph shouted again, striking a palm towards the sky. Black mist spread, gathering above Ye Qiu.
Swoosh, swoosh, swoosh!
A torrential downpour fell.
Each raindrop was like a sharp knife, uniformly slashing towards Ye Qiu.
Ye Qiu activated the Nine-Turn Dragon Art, his body radiating brilliant golden light, and without any defence, let the raindrops fall.
Ding, ding, ding!
The raindrops struck his body, sparking like metal clashing.
Ye Qiu was unharmed.
“Hmm?”
Joseph’s eyelid twitched. He hadn’t expected Ye Qiu’s physique to be so robust.
Ye Qiu said disdainfully, “Petty tricks!”
Joseph, somewhat angered, quickly formed seals and shouted, “Thunder!”
Boom!
A bolt of thunder descended from the sky.
“Bang!”
Ye Qiu shattered it with a punch.
In truth, even without punching, he wouldn’t have been harmed. Compared to the thunder he faced during his tribulation, this was child’s play.
But Ye Qiu cared about his appearance and didn’t want to be charred by lightning.
“Is this the magician’s skill? Nothing impressive,” Ye Qiu mocked.
Hmph!
Joseph snorted heavily and shouted, “Lightning!”
Boom!
A hundred-metre-long lightning bolt appeared, striking down swiftly, far more terrifying than the previous thunder.
Ye Qiu remained calm, extending his right hand and grasping the air.
“Crack!”
The lightning shattered.
“Can’t you use something more powerful? To me, these attacks are no different from child’s play.”
Ye Qiu looked at Joseph and said, “I warned you to use all your trump cards, or you’ll soon be in hell.”
“Kid, since you’re so eager to die, I’ll oblige,” Joseph said, chanting a spell. In an instant, the sky of black mist turned into rolling green smoke.
The green smoke was colourless, odourless, and lacked any offensive power.
Seeing this, the Prophet’s face paled, and she urgently warned Ye Qiu, “Retreat, that’s poison smoke! If it touches you, your body will dissolve into water.”
Yet Ye Qiu stood unmoved.
Soon, he was completely engulfed by the dense green smoke.
“He’s not resisting at all. It seems this kid really wants to die,” Joseph laughed.
He was confident in his poison smoke. So far, no one had survived it, not even King Realm experts.
Half a minute later.
Joseph, thinking enough time had passed, waved his right hand, dispersing the green smoke.
His face changed dramatically, as if he’d seen a ghost.
“How is this possible!”
