Chapter 726: 654: Divine Arts and Spell

Chapter 726: Chapter 654: Divine Arts and Spell

Anhu City houses a vast construction—The Awakening Martial Arts Hall—though the name might sound mundane, “Awakening” is one of the hottest terms around that regular companies can’t even register.

The Awakening Martial Arts Hall is under the Immortal Gate’s Outer Sect and is one of the cooperative projects with the Anxia Military.

On one hand, it trains elites for the military; on the other, it offers those who failed the Immortal Gate’s assessments a chance.

Here, one can obtain a basic level of Cultivation Skill. Each session in the Martial Arts Hall sees a very few standout, becoming Inner Sect Disciples of the Immortal Gate.

“This is the biggest martial arts hall in Anxia Country? Quite disappointing.”

A blonde, blue-eyed man speaking broken Anxia language, glanced at the Awakening Martial Arts Hall, his gaze lowering in disdain.

Not far away,

Two security guards from the martial arts hall lay unconscious on the ground.

Several students were trembling on the ground, rolling in agony. Every step the blonde and blue-eyed man took forward, the other students stepped back.

“I know that person. He’s been training at the Awakening Martial Arts Hall for a month. I thought he was skilled, but he was defeated in one blow. It seems the Immortal Gate’s Cultivation Skill is nothing special.”

“The blonde man is a bishop from the Calamity Divine Sect. Zhao Qiang is just a student from the martial arts hall, how can you compare them?”

“I heard that the bishops and archbishops of the Calamity Divine Sect were promoted just a month or two ago. They were also ordinary people before, but after being bestowed Divine Power by the God of Calamity, they possessed their current strength.”

“My cousin from my aunt’s side is studying abroad in Talin. She said the God of Calamity treats everyone equally, doesn’t care about talent, only requires faith in the great God of Calamity, and you will be bestowed with Divine Power and become a Superpower User.”

“That’s too easy. I heard that Awakeners from the Thirteen Bureau sometimes take years to see slight improvements. Although the Immortal Gate cultivates faster, it can’t compare to the Divine Sect. The arrival of a few bishops this time must be for missionary work in Anxia, right? That’s great!”

“Hmph, one must follow a steadfast path in cultivation—taking shortcuts… must… definitely have risks!”

Supporters of the Immortal Gate spoke weakly but quickly drowned in the crowd.

A simple punch from the Calamity Divine Sect’s bishop knocked down several elite students, hugely impacting the onlooking crowd—they had the impression that the Immortal Gate was powerful, and now they were even more shocked—hearing that the bishops hadn’t even used their best Divine Arts yet!

Archbishop Otto looked around, taking in the expressions of the surrounding people.

Further away, the Awakeners and the military from Anxia’s Thirteen Bureau were rushing over, and from a high-rise at the end of the street, the glare of sniper scopes could be seen.

He was undisturbed.

The deterrent power of mere firearms was almost negligible in his eyes.

This was the city center, surrounded by civilians, and with Anxia’s temperament, they wouldn’t dare initiate a conflict. The Anxia government’s attempts to stop the missionary work were utterly laughable. If they witnessed the might of our Lord…

His lips curled into a disdainful smirk, pointing towards a Thirteen Bureau Awakener approaching:

“Divine Arts, Weakness.”

An invisible force descended; the leading Awakener suddenly shivered, as if starved for three days and nights, his face deathly pale, and nearly stumbled to the ground.

“Captain Huang!”

Some glared furiously, others were chilled with fear.

Only seeing the Archbishop in the blue robe point from afar, as if nothing had happened, it was too eerie!

“They’re here, the Immortal Gate disciples are here!”

The crowd on the other side parted, and about a dozen disciples in loose robes from the Immortal Gate strode forward, frowning at the sight of people lying inside the hall.

Turning their heads to look at several blonde and blue-eyed men, “Calamity Cult?”

“How audacious!”

“How outrageous!”

“Blasphemers to death!”

Archbishop Otto struck in anger, “Divine Arts, Life to Zero!”

A more terrifying invisible force descended, causing ripples to appear in the air.

The speaking disciple of the Immortal Gate visibly aged rapidly, his hair turning white and wrinkles forming on his face, his body became hunched, and his breath grew weaker.

The power of Divine Arts couldn’t be dispelled by mere Awakeners.

Only Divine Arts could counter Divine Arts.

Otto sneered coldly, eager to see those mortals slowly die in agony.

He was also somewhat surprised—his Divine Power was depleting rapidly, at several times the rate of using “Life to Zero” previously. These Disciples of Immortal Gate did indeed have some capability.

What a pity, they were just mortals, whereas they… were Divine Officers!

Just then, a cold voice rang out.

The girl in the white robe behind them spread her pale fingers, “Purification—”

In an instant,

The “Life to Zero” Divine Art enveloping the Immortal Gate disciple was completely shattered.

“Healing—”

The patchy white hair turned black and glossy again, the wrinkles on her face smoothed out, and the aura of the Fifth Tier Peak was restored to its peak.

“How is this possible!”

Startled, Otto blurted out in Talin, and then, in clumsy Anxia language, he asked, “What demon art did you use?!”

No one responded.

The initially affected Immortal Gate disciple advanced forward with a step.

Otto was originally a mere mortal and, due to his lack of experience, was oblivious to the existence of magic,

And he believed that Divine Arts were supreme.

Although not entirely correct, he wasn’t entirely wrong either.

At the Awakening Tier, during the phase where physical combat was prevalent, masters of Divine Arts had a considerable advantage, only specific special ability users or those with a complete heritage of Awakeners could counter them.

“Divine Art, Weakness!”

“Divine Art, Holy Spear Skill!”

The Immortal Gate disciple became cautious, his Source Power circulating along a specific path within his body, his surface shimmering with a faint light membrane.

Hum—

The light membrane shattered, and the Weakness Divine Art was neutralized.

The Holy Spear Skill blasted forth with tracking ability, the Combat Saber of the Immortal Gate disciple gleamed with white light, Slash!

Boom!

The radiant white spear shattered, the Immortal Gate disciple continued his charge, heading straight for the Calamity Sect Master.

Seeing the glaring Combat Saber coming closer, Otto panicked.

He lacked any real combat experience, his few encounters had been reliant on overpowering with Divine Arts, and he became flustered and unable to use his Divine Arts when facing an equal opponent.

Along with Otto, there were four bishops and one archbishop.

They all made their move together, their Divine Power spreading outward.

“Divine Art, Evil Slayer!”

As soon as the archbishop made his move, the air around seemed to compress as if giant hands were violently pressing down.

A car in the middle looked like it was hit by an invisible sledgehammer, its body denting inwardly.

The civilians, who had only seen Awakeners in broadcasts merely exhibiting superhuman strength and speed, had never witnessed such a bizarre scene and retreated in panic.

The supporting disciples from Immortal Gate felt their scalp tingle and desperately dodged to the sides.

“Water Shield!”

“Water Dragon Swirl!”

“Water Prison!”

Cao Xinghua’s fingers moved, Source Power flowed from his fingertips, a rapid succession of magic used as though without interruption.

The invisible giant hand collided with the huge water shield in the midair, bursting into countless water droplets, a fog of water spread obscuring the view, the invisible air pressure dispersed outwards, and the regular civilians, who had retreated far, fell uniformly as if cut down like wheat.

The spreading water mist gathered into a water dragon, roaring as it charged toward the archbishop.

The archbishop’s expression slightly changed, his Divine Power transformed into two shields guarding him, yet the water dragon split from both sides into five.

Four water dragons pounced on the other four bishops, and the last water dragon turned into a Water Prison from above, entrapping the archbishop within, the flowing water formed sharp water spikes, bypassing the Divine Arts shield and pressing against the archbishop’s neck, heart, arms, etc.

In a moment of exchange, before he could use his third Divine Art, he was already subdued.