Chapter 1968: Letting Go

"You tell me, how can I let it go?" Degula raised his head, his eyes filled with resentment.

"I was originally one of the Bishops in the Pope's organization, I was loved by thousands, high above everyone else, but later, you cast me into the abyss, and ever since then, I have never been able to let it go."

"I was spurned by others, struggling as I wandered this world, while you hid within the Pope's organization, enjoying the reverence and love of the world, and now you tell me I should let it go?"

"What else, what do you want?" Xueli looked at him vigilantly.

"Heh, Ivan eventually followed my path; he drew power from Dark Creatures, and even wanted to open the entrance to the Dark Abyss to drag this world back into the Dark Age."

Degula said triumphantly: "This proves that my path before was correct, and what Ivan did was even more extreme than me."

"And now, this hypocrite Dewen is trying to put the Pope's organization back on the right track, but many believers have already become accustomed to drawing Dark Power from there, so they cannot return."

"So you want to replace Ivan and continue his path? You want to return to the Pope's organization and use the ideas of these dark believers to seize the position of Lord of the Pope?" Chen Yu already roughly knew what this guy was thinking.

"Smart." Ivan nodded heavily: "It seems there are still smart people in this world; this kid is quite good."

"Do you think this is possible, Ivan? We have finally managed to get back on the right track; do you think Dewen and I will allow you to drag us back?" Xueli suddenly realized, and she said coldly.

"Why is it impossible? Kill you, kill Dewen, and I can return; isn't this a very simple matter?" Degula laughed loudly.

A strange-looking Magic Wand appeared in his hand, and he slowly raised the Magic Wand; a stream of black Qi surged up on the Magic Wand.

"This is the Staff of Satan, where did you find it?" Xueli's expression changed slightly: "Degula, this is the Staff of Utter Darkness; if you are truly consumed by its power and your mind is affected, I fear you will never be able to return to your original self. Do you really intend to use its power?"

"Xueli, I think you have mistaken one thing." Degula slowly shook his head and said: "Actually, from the moment you expelled me from the Pope's organization, I could no longer turn back."

"The current me already possesses the Staff of Satan; I have already signed a contract with the devil. It grants me power, and I have offered my Spirit." Degula grinned hideously.

"To sell your own Spirit for these things, do you really think it's worth it?" Xueli looked full of anger.

"Oh, no, I am not selling my Spirit, but yours." Degula laughed loudly: "I want to use your Spirits as a sacrifice to offer to the devil, and then strengthen my power; isn't that good?"

"I think you must be crazy." The two thorn-like weapons in Xueli's hands slowly floated up, hovering directly in front of her.

A glimmer of light surged, and Xueli was bathed in the light; her expression was now cold, and a sense of holiness emerged from her.

"How many years has it been? Is this all you have, the same old tricks? This is actually quite boring, really, because you haven't made any progress in all these years." Degula muttered to himself, and suddenly, he swung the Magic Wand in his hand violently, pointing it forward.

At the same time, a voice like one from Hell came from his throat: "Satan is the one who dominates everything in this world; those who question Satan must die."

Hum, the aura of darkness instantly surged out from his Magic Wand.

In this instant, Xueli suddenly felt her power being imprisoned; she was trapped in that mass of black Qi, and no matter how she struggled, she could not break free.

"You... how is this possible?" Xueli felt that the whole situation was bad; clusters of black, thick fog bound her like spider silk.

She struggled, but no matter how hard she tried, she had no way to break free.

"Heh, I said, your old tricks are useless against me." Degula laughed triumphantly: "And your True Lord can no longer hear your calls; accept your fate, Xueli."

"It's useless even if you kill me; the overall situation of the Pope's organization is already settled, and the lost believers have returned one after another; you will not succeed." Xueli said through gritted teeth.

"Then that is a bit of a pity; I'm afraid you won't see my grand achievement of unifying the Pope's organization." Degula said with some regret: "Go see your True Lord; run quickly, perhaps you can still report in with Old Ivan."

As Degula spoke, he pointed the Magic Wand in his hand forward, and the black Qi tightened suddenly, submerging Xueli within it; the black Qi seemed to form a large cocoon, devouring Xueli's power.

"No wonder the dark aura is so heavy; it turns out to be the power of Satan." Just at this moment, Chen Yu on the side said to himself.

He pointed his right hand, and the sword appeared in his hand; then, with a dragon's roar, he slashed forward with the sword, dispersing the black Qi wrapped around Xueli. Xueli landed on the ground, and she quickly stood up, having regained her freedom.

"Who are you?" Degula was startled, and only then did he formally examine Chen Yu; just now, Chen Yu had stood by his side without moving, and he had assumed Chen Yu was just an ordinary person.

But seeing that he could disperse his thick fog with a casual gesture, it was clear that he was not a simple person, which made Degula both shocked and angry.

"Chen Yu, a Cultivator from Huixia; you certainly haven't heard of me before this, so you don't need to waste your effort asking around." Chen Yu shook his head and said: "You shouldn't have ignored my existence, really."

"Heh... I did underestimate you, and I indeed shouldn't have ignored your existence, but as long as you are not from the Pope's organization, then everything is negotiable." Degula said.

"I am not from the Pope's organization, and furthermore, Old Ivan was sent away by my own hand." Chen Yu smiled slightly.

"Are you telling the truth?" Degula looked at Chen Yu in surprise; he felt it was somewhat unbelievable.

"The truth is not important anymore; now just say it, what do you want to do." Chen Yu looked at Degula.

"What I want to do, I already said just now." Degula said: "You are not from the Pope's organization, there is no need to intervene in this matter, otherwise it will be of no benefit to you."

"I have heard words like yours countless times, really." Chen Yu said somewhat helplessly: "But threats have no effect whatsoever."

"What is truly effective is strength, but at the moment, it seems there is quite a gap between your strength and mine."

"Heh, is the gap between us very large?" Degula slowly raised his head, a hint of chilliness flashing in his two eyes: "I don't think so; I think my chances of winning are still quite high."