Chapter 350: It Wouldn't Be Such a Coincidence

As long as Ang didn't feel awkward, then it was others who were awkward. And how could Ang feel awkward? He didn't understand what awkwardness was. If he could plant things, he could stand here until tomorrow.

Usually, to avoid others feeling awkward, someone would come forward to guide him. However, everyone's mischievousness was aroused, and they wanted to see Kaloke feel awkward.

No response, no return of the salute, not even a word—it was a proper ignoring. Kaloke's complexion turned from white to black, and his face darkened.

No, he couldn't let the good show end so quickly. Negris hurriedly reminded Ang in his heart: "Speak, say anything is fine."

Ang said: "Holy Light, not pure."

Kaloke's complexion instantly turned iron-blue.

What Ang said was a fact, but hearing this sentence in the ears of all the people of the Church of Light, it counted as a severe accusation.

Clergy had always boasted of their holy radiance, and pure Holy Light. Now someone actually said his Holy Light was not pure?

The impure ones were the genuine ones; Ang's kind, which was too pure, was instead fake. But others didn't know that, and not everyone could distinguish whose was purer like Xia Mala.

Didn't this equate to pointing at Kaloke's nose and cursing?

And what was even more terrible was that the lethality of Ang's sentence was too great, completely capable of making Kaloke die socially in an instant. What was Ang? An ascetic.

In the Church of Light, there was no one purer than an ascetic. If he said you were not pure, it was useless even if you tried to argue, because everyone would definitely believe the ascetic's words more.

"You slander!" Kaloke shouted in exasperation.

Ang tilted his head.

Kaloke almost spat out a mouthful of blood. What did tilting his head mean? Acting cute? You speak!

He used to hate those who were eloquent, like Anthony, but now he suddenly found that those who only said half of what they meant were even more hateful.

Kaloke could only turn to Anthony: "Lord Anthony, what do you mean by this? Slandering me? Reputation is my life. If you don't explain it clearly, I will fight you to the death."

Anthony said weakly: "But... but it wasn't me who said it. I'm not familiar with Lord Ang." While speaking, he shrank to the side, his expression as innocent as could be.

Kaloke gritted his teeth and cursed in a low voice: "Shameless."

Not familiar? If he wasn't familiar, would he come to support you every time? From the Black Mountain Loran in the north to this desolate seaside in the south, he could move the transcendent Ascetic, yet he dared to say he wasn't familiar?

Kaloke was driven crazy by anger and had already forgotten the purpose of coming this time. With a roar, Holy Light erupted from his body, and at the same time, he drew his Ruling Sword.

The weapons of other clergy generally had no names; they were standard longswords, two-handed swords, etc. Only the standard longswords of the Judgment Court had their own names—Ruling.

However, his impulse angered a priest at the back of the team, who cursed in a low voice: "Idiot."

Originally, they had an excuse to come and judge the witch—what a high-sounding excuse. Even if the lawsuit went to the Church, they would be in the right.

But Kaloke's impulse made this 'right' vanish, turning it into a personal grudge. Just because an ascetic said you were not pure, you moved to hit someone?

There was no other way, launch it in advance. The priest reached into his bosom and crushed a communication accessory. The weak fluctuation of the accessory spread out.

However, when he raised his head, he found that Ang and Anthony had both cast their eyes on him.

"Not good, discovered." The priest's heart tightened.

But after glancing at him, a profound expression appeared on Anthony's face, and he turned his head back again.

Lu Se quickly stuffed the last bite of beetroot into his mouth, drew his longsword impatiently, and roared: "How dare you offend Lord Ang! Taste my Dragon-Pattern Steel Core..."

Because the characteristics of Negris and the others were too obvious, they basically wouldn't appear on such occasions. Lu Se was too excited. Finally, no one was competing with him for the opportunity to show his face. The precious sword could finally drink blood—no matter what it was, cut it first.

"Ruling!" Kaloke roared and slashed over with his sword.

Ruling was not only a sword but also a move. Cooperating with the Ruling Sword, it could ignore the enemy's block and use Holy Light to judge the other party.

Unless it was a High-Rank Sword Saint who could rely on protective battle qi to carry it hard, otherwise, the more stable the block, the heavier the damage of the Holy Light.

Clang! The weapons of both sides collided, emitting a loud sound of gold and iron. A beam of Holy Light erupted from the Ruling Sword and fell onto Lu Se, swallowing him.

However, after the beam of light disappeared, Lu Se was unscathed, while Kaloke was shaken until his hands were numb.

"High-Rank Sword Saint?!" Kaloke exclaimed in shock.

Lu Se smiled slightly: "Not just that, you wait for me to digest it, and I'll beat the shit out of you immediately."

Lu Se blocked Kaloke, and Anthony's guards also swarmed up, fighting with the Ruling Knights brought by Kaloke.

Anthony, who was 'not familiar' with Ang, listened carefully and leaned over, whispering: "Strange, Polke didn't find any ambush. Who does that priest want to notify?"

Negris asked: "Ang, did Bai Hou and the Bone Dragon find anything?"

In the sky, a skinned Bone Dragon hid in the cloud layer, and Bai Hou stood on its back, poking its head and looking around.

The appearance of the Bone Dragon was somewhat different from before; its skin was somewhat bulging, as if it had been inflated.

It was indeed inflated. After Du Luo Ken discovered that its body was empty, he immediately thought: "Why don't you turn it into an inflatable airship?"

Only a small improvement was needed. Set up an air intake in the Bone Dragon's mouth, and in the long air duct and body, there were several heating magic arrays. When air was sucked into the body, it was heated into hot air, providing sufficient buoyancy. Even without flapping its wings, the Bone Dragon could float.

If aerial hovering was needed, suck in air and heat it. If flight speed was needed, discharge the air, and the body would return to a streamlined shape.

Thus, the Bone Dragon became an aerial floating platform, ready to stay in the air for vigilance at any time.

However, the Bone Dragon's field of vision was relatively narrow, with a huge gap compared to a dragon, so it usually went out with Bai Hou, with Bai Hou acting as the eyes.

But Bai Hou's sharp eyes looked at the ground for a while, yet couldn't see any large-scale movement.

Ang shook his head, indicating that Bai Hou hadn't found anything, but he himself reached out and pointed to the sea: "There, there is something."

Anthony was shocked: "Ambush at sea? How insidious!"

Although insidious, it was effective. At least even Anthony hadn't thought of the sea.

The navigation technology of this world was not developed, and there was nothing of value overseas, only some sporadic islands. Except for some pirates, everyone wouldn't run into the sea. This was a blind spot in thinking.

After being reminded, Anthony looked into the depths of the sea, vaguely able to see some sail shadows.

Clang, clang, clang! Kaloke felt the other party's power getting stronger and stronger, shaking his palms until they were numb. This was not the level of a High-Rank Sword Saint. Could it be a Truth Sword Saint? But why was the face so unfamiliar?

Not to mention the Truth Sword Saints who could be counted with two hands, Kaloke knew quite a few High-Rank Sword Saints, at least he had seen their portraits. But why had he never seen this guy in front of him?

"Who are you!?" Kaloke shouted during a gap.

"Lu Se Lofen!" Lu Se responded excitedly.

Finally someone asked his name, finally there was a chance to report his name, wuwuwuwu. Before, he never had a chance to report his name in fights before they were over, and he couldn't even draw his sword.

"Lofen family? Never heard of it." Kaloke was puzzled.

"Now you have, go to hell! Shatter, Shatter Heavy Strike!" Lu Se's battle qi overflowed, slashing out four swords in a row.

Clang! Clang! Clang! Clang! Suddenly his hands felt light, and the sword in his hand and Kaloke's Ruling Sword shattered at the same time.

"Ah ah ah... my Dragon-Pattern Steel Core Mithril Wire-Inlaid Magic Pattern Soil-Covered Forged Gem Gain Piercing Enchanted Two-Handed Sword!" Before, he didn't have a chance to draw his sword, but now that he finally drew it, it shattered after not even holding up for one fight? This piece of junk!

At the same time, both sides who lost their weapons exchanged a punch and retreated, opening the distance.

Kaloke laughed panting: "The sword name is quite long, but it's too useless, right?"

"Pfft, yours shattered too, what's so great about it." Lu Se cursed, clasping his hands in front of him, and battle qi surged out, turning into a sword.

"No one told you that Ruling is the standard weapon of our Judgment Court? Everyone has one. I'm different, I have many in my hand." While speaking, Kaloke drew another Ruling Sword from his storage space.

Lu Se's face sank. Kaloke's strength was not weak. If he had no weapon and relied only on battle qi turning into a sword, battle qi couldn't rely on a physical entity, which would be very disadvantageous.

Just at this moment, Lu Se felt something bouncing around him. Turning his head to look, it was actually the little angel, bouncing with her Great Angel Staff, seemingly wanting to lend it to Lu Se.

Lu Se felt a warmth in his heart and smiled: "Thank you, but no need. Watch me beat the shit out of him empty-handed."

The Great Angel Staff couldn't be used as a sword to slash, not to mention it had broken once not long ago, so it wasn't very suitable for smashing people. But he felt the little angel's intention.

"Ao!" The little angel put away the Great Angel Staff and took out a hammer.

This was fine, first-class for smashing people. Unfortunately, Lu Se couldn't move it.

"Ao!" The little angel put away the Earth Holy Hammer and took out a sword.

"Eh?!"

"Eh!?"

The appearance of this sword caused a burst of exclamations. Even Negris, projected onto Ang, couldn't help but exclaim in a low voice.

However, at this moment, everyone's eyes were attracted by this sword, and no one noticed its sound.

"Light... Sword of Judgment and Banishment?! The weapon of the God of Judgment? How could it... be here?" Kaloke's eyeballs were about to fall out.

Negris suddenly remembered something and couldn't help but shout on Ang: "Kuba Da, the little angel was the first to rush into the Goddess of Redemption Temple. It must have hidden it at that time."

"Sword of Judgment and Banishment?" Lu Se took it over, gripped it hard, and said reluctantly: "The name doesn't sound good. Forget it, make do with it, I'll change it later. Thank you, little angel."

"Ao!" the little angel shouted.

Lu Se actually barely understood: "You want me to let you beat him?"

The little angel nodded.

Lu Se shook his head like a rattle: "No, no, I haven't played enough yet, next time, next time." After speaking, regardless of how the little angel responded, he swung the sword and rushed up.

The little angel walked back dejectedly. Just as it walked to Ang's side, it was lifted up by the neck.

"Ao?" Ang asked.

"Ao!" the little angel responded righteously.

Ang held it by its feet, turned it upside down, and shook it, dropping seventeen spatial storage bags.

Originally, seeing the little angel turned upside down, Negris felt it was unbearable, but after seeing the dropped spatial bags, it instantly felt that doing so was right.

"Kuba Da, how many things did you hide? Are you a big cat?" Negris cursed.

Just at this moment, Kaloke, who was in the middle of a fierce battle, suddenly shouted: "Divine Protection! Light of Arbitration!"

Following his shout, a light erupted from his body, and a tyrannical aura spread out, as if some power had been projected onto him.

"Not good, the Divine Protection Art of the God of Arbitration." Anthony's complexion changed, and he immediately stepped forward.

Kaloke had already begun to summon the God of Arbitration. What followed was not an ordinary battle, but a battle of clergy.

But just as Anthony's footsteps hadn't landed, Kaloke screamed. Lu Se's Sword of Judgment and Banishment passed through the Holy Light without any obstruction and pierced into Kaloke's chest.

"Why... why..." Kaloke clamped the sword body in disbelief, widened his eyes and asked, why did the protective Holy Light have no effect at all? He had clearly used the Divine Protection Art.

Lu Se was also stunned. He was clearly using a big move, so why was it even worse than before? He couldn't feel the resistance of the Light of Arbitration at all.

"Uh, could it be... this sword is the weapon of Arbitration, so the power of Arbitration ignores it?" Anthony said blankly.

"No way, if that's the case, you died too unjustly." Lu Se said, turning his wrist and twisting, stirring a blood hole where it was inserted.

A familiar aura emerged on Kaloke's body, then froze in doubt. At the same time, Kaloke, whose chest was stirred into a blood hole, also lost all power and fell backward.

Losing the support of the body, the projected power naturally couldn't be maintained, and soon dissipated. As it dissipated, everyone could feel the thick doubt of that aura.

"It seems it was this aura last time too. It's the God of Arbitration, right? It has failed to appear for the second time..." Negris said, not knowing whether to laugh or cry.

Woo—a loud horn sound came from far away from the sea. Several large sailing ships appeared on the sea, rushing toward the seaside at a very high speed, and didn't slow down even when they were about to enter the shallows, seemingly preparing to rush the beach.

These sailing ships all hung pirate flags with skulls, but the skull flags on the two largest ships were different from others. The bones under the skull were replaced by a sickle and an ear of rice.

Besides the pirate flag, there was also a fat black bird flag.

Seeing this flag, Anthony and Lu Se looked at each other, secretly thinking: It wouldn't be such a coincidence, right? ===== CHAPTER 351 =====