Chapter 163 The Church of the God of Rebellion Arrived

"...Really, it's been a long time since we left."

The noble young man with gorgeous long golden curly hair stood on the street and sighed casually: "But this soaring stench has never changed."

His pupils are as bright as flowing lava, and just looking at him feels like he can feel a burning pain in his eyes... Even if he closes his eyes, he can still feel his eyelids become slightly warm.

The young man was wearing a pure white long windbreaker with a red pattern, and his throat was completely covered by the high collar. The bright red tie and dark red shirt made his chest look like gradually solidified lava.

His back is straight, his eyes are confident, and his stance is dignified.

Even people who are one street away can see him with a glance.

Under the sunlight at noon, Arthur Burning Tooth looked as if he was glowing. There was no trace of sweat on his tanned skin.

But the passers-by around didn't dare to talk to Arthur at all.

His iconic pupils directly exposed his identity.

That is the characteristic of the Burning Tooth family!

Almost monopolizing the position of the master of the Forbidden Lava Tower, a big family with a seat in the Advisory Council in Denisaua. Even people with the surname "Denisia" have to be polite to them.

——After all, if they really get angry, they may really "explode".

However, under the terrified gaze of passers-by, a young girl patted Arthur on the shoulder with a smile.

Her long curly hair, which looks like highlights, will never be forgotten after seeing it once-70% of the hair near the root is pink and purple, and it gradually turns into a heavy silver gray from the waist down.

There is also a transition zone close to purple in the middle.

"That's it," Euphemia Melvin put her hands behind her back, looked up at Arthur, and said with a smile, "You don't look disgusted at all."

"Because you don't understand Denisaua."

Arthur put his hands in his pockets, and looked up with nostalgia: "This fishy and embarrassing stench is the proof of the prosperity of the port."

Rotten fish.

Seabird droppings.

Blood stains that had not long dried on the ground.

"...and the smell of money entwined with conspiracy and desire."

Arthur stretched out his hand, gently stroking his long golden curly hair that grew longer and longer.

His hair has now grown beyond the shoulder blades, coupled with his rather well-proportioned body shape, and handsome neutral face... If it weren't because he was over 1.85 meters tall, he might have been regarded as a A noble girl with a strong aura.

"—[Blood overflows the head of your enemy]."

After he put his hands on his head, Arthur chanted casually.

The voice just fell.

The three people standing not far from him suddenly turned blue-purple in complexion and knelt on the ground... and soon died of bleeding from their seven orifices.

It was called [Death Counterattack], an instant death spell belonging to the school of destruction.

Use a curse to set up a defense for the target... If someone has killing intent towards this target in a very short period of time, this complex curse will flow along the line of sight, causing the opponent's brain to burst instantly.

Because the target of the spell is not the enemy, but oneself, the counterattack effect will not be easily slipped away by the soul level.

And because it takes effect immediately after chanting, even if the opponent realizes something is wrong, it is difficult to establish an effective defense.

Although the duration of this spell is very short - at Arthur's level, it probably only lasts less than two seconds. But when there is a sense of crisis, this spell can be very good against sniper attacks.

——Even if someone tried to snipe him out of Arthur's field of vision, he would be instantly counterattacked and killed by this spell.

If it was Arthur more than ten years ago... definitely wouldn't have this habit.

It's the exact opposite of the "confidence" he's shown.

It was precisely because Arthur deeply understood his own weakness, and knew that as the most orthodox wizard of destruction, he could not die easily...he acted more cautiously.

Because it was not only his life that was carried on his back.

——If someone tried to assassinate a sabotage wizard in the downtown area, then he was more or less seriously ill.

Killing is not wrong.

The other people on the street saw three people falling down suddenly... Although their faces were a bit ugly, they didn't panic enough to run away. Just a little further away from them, from Arthur, and walking a little faster.

It's like seeing a gas tank dangling in the street, or a rickety window about to fall, or seeing a power line being blown to a height of about two meters above the ground by strong winds.

——In short, it is safer to go around.

Although they also know that if something happens, they may not be able to escape if they make a detour...

"They seemed quite peaceful."

Euphemia Melvin admired: "Even if this kind of thing happened, didn't you run away screaming..."

"No," Arthur shook his head, "Part of the reason is that they are used to... killing people in the streets and alleys is nothing more than normal for Denisauer.

"Another part of the reason is that they actually know that if something big happens, it's useless to run away."

A battle between high-ranking transcendents can even easily destroy buildings beyond the line of sight. Especially in Denisauya, the place with the highest density of sabotage wizards in the whole world.

If something goes wrong, it basically makes no difference whether they stand where they are, run two quick steps, run all the way off the street, or go home.

So they calmed down.

——Anyway, the supernatural beings fight, and the police can't control them when they come. And the mounted police might not come.

If it is really a lunatic who can kill at will, then the one who runs away screaming may be the first to be killed; if you are suddenly attacked and killed when you walk past him... then it can only be said that it is bad luck up.

"That's what Denisaua is."

Arthur said with a smile: "Life is free, death is random."

"...It's really a country full of sin."

A light voice sighed softly: "As Annan said, 'How can I ignore this'..."

That was not Euphemia's voice.

Hearing the voice, both Arthur and Euphemia saluted in the direction of the voice.

It was like the sound of chains being dragged.

Suddenly, the bare left foot stepped out of the void.

It was a blond girl who gave people a sense of "purity".

She was wearing a short white skirt, the length of which could only cover half of her thighs. Both arms are wearing white long gloves, and the right foot is wearing silver-white boots and white stockings covering half of the thigh.

On her bare left foot was a broken chain. The other end of the chain was hidden in the void.

A new god named the God of Rebellion, the "Absolver" - is emerging from there.

The newly established Church of the God of Rebellion received an invitation from the Kingdom of Denisaua...to set up a branch church in Denisaua.

——And as soon as he landed, he encountered an assassin.

The absolutionist looked around worriedly: "I can see that this place is full of betrayal..."

"Where shall we go first, my lord?"

Arthur asked respectfully: "Go to His Majesty the King first? Or His Majesty the Grand Duke?"

"Of course, go to Annan first."

The pardoner replied without hesitation.

She paused, and added: "Your captain should be with Annan. Do you want to see her too?"

"Then let's go... let's go meet them together."