Chapter 621: 549: Pope: Did the Natives Eat Your Rice?

Chapter 621: Chapter 549: Pope: Did the Natives Eat Your Rice?

There were two domain-level powerhouses in total.

The one obstructing the Pope, with an old face, Tang Yu judged through perception and the red dot size on his territory map to be not very strong, roughly on par with the Pope.

The other domain-level powerhouse had approached at an extremely fast speed just now, traversing a hundred kilometers in merely two or three seconds after appearing on the territory map without causing any fluctuations.

He had nearly been successfully attacked by stealth.

Nancy instantly returned to his side, hair bristling, staring intently at the domain-level powerhouse in front of them, feeling threatened.

This was a strong Third Tier!

Not an ordinary Third Tier that could be easily surpassed like the Pope!

A formidable enemy!

As this strong Third Tier enemy appeared, several Second Tier Transcendents from a distance came rushing over, surrounding them.

All of them expressionless.

Tang Yu’s face grew grave as he continually calculated the time.

The Pope turned his head to look at the Transcendent wearing a crown, his face commanding, but unexpectedly spoke out, surprised, “My foolish brother? You’ve actually broken through to the Third Tier? Impossible!”

He also felt an intense threat coming from him, seemingly even more terrifying than the “strongest weapon” with added enhancements.

Unwilling to believe!

Had the path he chose really been the wrong one?

Had his brother, who was originally far inferior to him in talent and realm, now surpassed him?

“The King” glanced over, “So you are the brother who made him jealous? You don’t look like much.”

The Pope was furious but quickly realized something, taking note of the “he” in the other’s tone.

Upon careful perception, the presence was strong and indeed, it was his royal brother.

The Pope’s brows furrowed instantly.

From a distance,

The First Bishop was also very angry, thinking that it was his momentary lack of attention that had caused him to be repelled by a Second Tier Transcendent.

He charged again, and the two began fighting fiercely.

But within ten seconds, the First Bishop awkwardly retreated, breathing heavily.

Doubting life even more.

Could the cultivation skills, magic, and techniques etc., passed down by their Pope, all be inferior? Otherwise, why couldn’t he defeat anyone with a weaker realm than his own?

The Pope recognized the person who was fighting with the First Bishop; by identity, it was his own nephew.

In theory, he shouldn’t have this kind of strength either.

“Who are you… exactly?”

“The King” did not answer him but stared at Tang Yu and his companions with interest, “You people, are not humans from the Aino Continent, are you? Human Race talents.”

“Why do you say that?” Tang Yu countered.

“To possess a domain at just the First Tier, isn’t that proof enough? Don’t treat me like those foolish natives; even in the vastness of the Endless World, those with a domain at the First Tier are monstrously talented.

But alas, talent merely signifies potential. The biggest mistake you’ve made is not staying in the Human Race’s heartland, but coming here instead.

Since you’re here, then, stay here for good.”

Tang Yu narrowed his eyes slightly.

The Human Race is a major clan in the Endless World, with many planets giving birth to intelligent life in human or humanoid form. He learned from the Holy City’s archives that during the prosperous times of Origin Star, to combat the “Devil Race,” they formed the Human Race Alliance, but as they later faced defeat, with Saints falling in large numbers and the battlefront collapsing, the members of the Alliance, too, either died or fled.

Nowadays, the opponents of the “Devil Race” might include the Human Race, and not a weak force at that; otherwise, that “King” would not have mentioned “Human Race’s heartland.”

That suggested it was a place even the “Devil Race” couldn’t quickly conquer.

Tang Yu heaved a sigh of relief.

“The Devil Race” still had some checks in place and thus couldn’t focus too much energy on Origin Star. He had guessed this earlier; otherwise, with the coordinates of Origin Star already discovered, even if the world’s barriers were reinforced by countless Holy Tier beings, they were ultimately defenseless without the Saints. If the “Devil Race” dispatched ten, twenty, thirty Holy Tier beings, Tang Yu wasn’t sure the barriers could withstand the assault.

The “King” lifted his Magic Wand, his aura growing more terrifying.

His domain spread out like a translucent, multicolored bubble that continually expanded, enveloping Tang Yu and the others.

Nancy, bamboo rat Li, and Grey Blade, with their weaker domain powers, were extinguished in an instant.

He, along with Eileen and Kong, possessed stronger domain powers, yet under the oppression of the opponent’s domain, their domain ranges shrunk by several to a dozen times.

All around were various dazzling colors, like illusory bubbles.

For a moment, both mind and body relaxed as if, facing such a powerful enemy that left no room for fighting spirit, it wouldn’t be so bad to be captured.

“Careful! This domain seems to be able to manipulate and amplify one’s emotions!”

“Don’t be fooled, concentrate your spirit!”

Eileen, Nancy, Kong and a few others with stronger abilities and wills quickly realized what was happening.

Tang Yu, protected by the power of the world, remained mostly unaffected. Immediately channeling the world’s power, he bestowed it upon bamboo rat Li and the others, then poured more energy into expanding his own and Nancy’s domains to counter the “King’s” multicolored domain.

“Not bad, not bad, truly a talent of the Human Race, much stronger in willpower than those natives,” the “King” said.

The multicolored domain was vast, covering nearly half the Royal Capital.

The sealed Second Bishop, Third Bishop, and Fourth Bishop were also within the domain’s range, quickly losing their will to resist under the physical and spiritual torment and becoming like the walking dead.

The First Bishop, further away, was also affected and his combat power declined.

Tang Yu didn’t retaliate, simply stroking his chin and asking, “You must be from the Heart Demon Clan, right? And those around you, the former members of the Royal Family, Army Commanders, they’re actually dead, aren’t they? It’s just you, or maybe another embodiment of your fellow Heart Demon?”

“???”

The bewildered one was the Pope.

He understood every word, but strung together, what in the world was being said?

“Who exactly are you? Do you all come from other worlds??”

The “King,” a Heart Soul of the Heart Demon Clan, disdainfully glanced the Pope aside, showing no interest in the mere natives.

Instead, his gaze landed on Tang Yu with some surprise.

Among the Great Sovereign’s eight clans, theirs—the Heart Demon Clan—was the most mysterious. Not just the opposing forces united against the Sovereign, but even the Alien Races knew little of their existence.

“You actually know about us?”

“Not being native, knowing about you is quite normal. You’re one of the eight major clans, possessing the power to control the mind. It is said that once the Heart Demon Clan breaks through the Second Tier Transcendent, they focus on spiritual development, able to slice their own spiritual power and merge it with corpses to create bodies for themselves.”

There were three paths for the Second Tier Transcendent:

The physical path, enabling Blood Rebirth.

The energy path, enabling Elementalization.

The spiritual path, the weakest in single combat yet the most unpredictable. Even lacking the lifesaving abilities of Blood Rebirth and Elementalization, it allows the creation of lifesaving tools akin to the Life Box, providing the possibility of resurrection on their own territory despite death.

They were the hardest to kill among the Second Tier Transcendents.

And the rarest kind.

The Heart Demon Clan’s unique talent raised the success rate of merging with corpses, retaining more combat power in their avatars and even allowing for a much quicker recovery of their spiritual power after division compared to ordinary races.

Among the eight major clans of the “Devil Race,” none was weak according to the records in the Holy City.

Immediately after, he glanced at the Pope again, “Such an obvious gap in combat power, and only now you realize it? How about it? Although you’re a native, you’re still human. Why not deal with this group from the Heart Demon Clan first? He has desecrated quite a few bodies of your Royal Family.”

Tang Yu spoke carelessly, all the while watching the time.

The Pope’s face darkened.

Whether it’s the “Heart Demon Clan” or this group of humans from other worlds, they all demeaningly referred to them as “natives”! Did natives eat your family’s rice?!