Who was Saint Magus Melsdom? He was a power renowned throughout the entire Western Dark World! Even among those at the absolute peak, he was a famous figure with immense strength and an awe-inspiring reputation. It was truly astonishing.
So even though he lacked the backing of a massive and terrifying organization, his influence within the Western Dark World was still unquestionable! Aside from Chen Fei, who among those present would not greet him respectfully with a "Lord Melsdom" or "Mr. Holy Magister"?
But what about now? This esteemed figure had just achieved another shocking breakthrough, reaching the legendary Peak Level of Holy Magister. Considering the status and position that entailed, why had he acted personally over a single curse Hales hurled at Chen Fei, completely disregarding his own rank?
What in the world is going on!?
HISS!
"Th-this..."
"It can't be, right? Saint Magus Melsdom, he...?"
In any case, upon hearing this and seeing what was happening, the expressions on the faces of the crowd changed in an instant, becoming incredibly shocked and deathly pale.
However, Melsdom no longer paid them any mind.
Next, he was heard uttering a difficult yet chillingly arcane Dragon Language Magic Spell! This was followed by a loud bang as a Hexagram Magic Formation, radiating a terrifyingly dreadful aura, suddenly and shockingly appeared!
A massive Flame Dragon Claw then reached out from within it, turning toward Hales, whose face had already lost all color. This sight truly left everyone present completely stunned and terrified!
It was simply unbelievable! It couldn't be just because of that one sentence... Saint Magus Melsdom couldn't possibly want to kill someone just for that, could he?
Yet, reality was already unfolding toward the outcome they least dared to believe!
"Stop! Melsdom, what do you think you're doing?" Archbishop Doberman shouted, his face suddenly ashen. The Flame Dragon Claw now completely engulfed the space above Hales. Once such a terrifying attack descended, Hales wouldn't be the only one in trouble; even Doberman himself would find it extremely difficult to withstand. After all, this was a strike from Melsdom at his current Peak Realm of Holy Magister! How could they possibly underestimate it?
More importantly, even though the man was a bit of an idiot, there was no denying that an ss+ Ultimate Powerhouse was an asset no major power would ever want to lose, under any circumstances. So, of course, he couldn't just stand by and watch this happen...
BOOM!
A powerful Power of Light surged from his body.
However, a cold black energy suddenly wrapped around the area where he stood. Then, Mardo's icy voice rang in his ear. "Just stand there quietly! Otherwise, don't blame me for taking action against you as well!"
Instantly, Archbishop Doberman's attempt to make a move froze, and his expression turned grim and panicked. The look on his face was truly complex and frightening!
BANG!
A moment later, a muffled explosion sounded by his ear. He saw the Flame Dragon Claw descend, seizing the utterly terrified and stupefied Hales as if he were a tiny insect, and then clenching its fist!
Blood splattered everywhere!
It was a veritable spray of blood!
Everyone froze involuntarily, their pupils contracting sharply as they trembled from the depths of their being.
H-Hales... he's really dead? Saint Magus Melsdom... he was actually serious!? But... but Hales was a Red Robed Bishop of the Holy Church of the Divine Holy Church! What on earth is Melsdom thinking? It can't possibly be because of that one sentence, because Bishop Hales merely insulted Chen Fei once, that he would risk offending such a colossal entity and commit murder, right? But... but if that really is the reason... then just how much weight does that Easterner, that so-called Chen Fei, Mr. Chen, carry in his heart!? Could it be that in Saint Magus Melsdom's eyes, Chen Fei, Mr. Chen, genuinely carries more weight than the entire Holy Church of the Divine Holy Church? But... but how is that possible!? That's the Holy Church of the Divine Holy Church!
Silence. A deathly silence.
They weren't fools. They understood that Chen Fei, Mr. Chen, might hold some weight in the hearts of Saint Magus Melsdom and the others. However, they had never dreamed that this weight could reach such a terrifying degree. That even Hales would be killed over a single sentence?
"Melsdom, Mardo, what is the meaning of this? Are you all blind? Do you not know that Hales is a Red Robed Bishop of my Holy Church of the Divine Holy Church?"
As the scene was plunged into a deathly silence by Hales's death, a trembling voice, filled with extreme fury and a fierce, accusatory tone, finally broke the quiet.
Archbishop Doberman's eyes were bloodshot, his aura was trembling, and his face was twisted with uncontrollable rage. He had clearly never imagined that Melsdom would actually be so ruthless as to kill Hales right in front of him! The loss of an ss+ Ultimate Powerhouse was a colossal, even crippling, blow to their Holy Church of the Divine Holy Church!
How is he supposed to explain this when he gets back? Just the thought of it sent him into an uncontrollable rage, finding the reality impossible to accept.
"So what if we knew? And what if we didn't? Is that old fool allowed to run his filthy mouth while we aren't allowed to retaliate? What do you think your Holy Church of the Divine Holy Church is? How powerful do you think you are?" Chen Fei spoke up directly, his tone cold. Truthfully, he hadn't expected Melsdom to kill someone so bluntly either. But since the matter had arisen because of him, he certainly wasn't going to shrink back like a coward.
At his words, the atmosphere turned tense once more. The elders of the Brad Family, especially Old Brad and Duke Ovilia, didn't dare to breathe too loudly, their faces ashen. They were completely intimidated by the scene, afraid that making the slightest sound would bring disaster upon themselves.
"Retaliation? You call murder retaliation? Do you have any idea what level and status Hales held in our church? By killing him like this, are you truly determined to have a complete falling out with our Holy Church of the Divine Holy Church!?"
Clearly, Hales's death had driven Archbishop Doberman to the brink of losing his sanity.
Hearing his tone, Mardo frowned. "Archbishop Doberman, I advise you to watch your attitude and calm down. Hales brought his death upon himself by daring to disrespect Chen Fei, Mr. Chen. If you want to follow in his footsteps... don't say I didn't warn you. Killing one or killing two, it makes no difference to us. Don't think for a second that everyone is afraid of your pathetic church."
HISS!
When Mardo said this, many in the crowd couldn't help but gasp, their faces filled with horror.
Killing one or killing two... is he warning Archbishop Doberman? Are they really prepared for a complete falling out? If... if that happens, the European Dark World is about to be rocked by a terrifying earthquake!
Archbishop Doberman's expression changed instantly at his words. He retorted darkly, "Mardo, what are you trying to say?"
After speaking, however, he finally seemed to regain some of his composure. He quickly adjusted his state of mind, his gaze sweeping over Mardo, Melsdom, and even the high-level experts from the various powers standing behind them. A sense of dread finally settled in his heart...
"Even if Hales was at fault, it wasn't a crime punishable by death, was it?" he couldn't help but add. His added sentence was a clear sign that he was backing down.
"Anyone who dares to disrespect Chen Fei, Mr. Chen, deserves to die!" Melsdom replied coldly, showing not a hint of regret or hesitation.
Hearing this, the onlookers were once again shaken, their hearts filled with awe.
Just how important is this Chen Fei, Mr. Chen, to them?
"You... I..." Archbishop Doberman was choked speechless by the response. He had never dreamed that they would take such an unyielding stance over such a trifle. Their words left no room for retreat or negotiation, which left him both shocked and furious, yet he was powerless to refute them. He was alone, and the group facing him was simply too terrifying.
To have a complete falling out with these people over a single Hales... even for him, Doberman Scaldoran, and for the Holy Church of the Divine Holy Church behind him, it seemed they didn't have that much power or confidence. But if he simply let it go, he, Doberman Scaldoran, would appear incompetent... and so he found himself caught in a dilemma, unable to speak and unable to remain silent.
Seeing this, Chen Fei seemed to understand the situation. He gave a slight purse of his lips but couldn't be bothered to pursue the matter. He waved his hand and said indifferently, "Saint Magus Melsdom, why don't you take Archbishop Doberman away for now? I do think he needs to cool down a bit..."
As Chen Fei spoke, Archbishop Doberman and everyone else present couldn't help but shudder again. They looked from Chen Fei to Saint Magus Melsdom with complicated and astonished expressions. His tone sounded like a superior giving a command; was there any real difference?
But the man he was speaking to was Saint Magus Melsdom, a Peak Powerhouse of Holy Magister! Did that young man, that Easterner, really have the right to speak to him in such a way? To command him with that tone... on what grounds?