Hail the King

The light could eliminate the darkness, but it could also hide the darkness.

The brilliant light around the Holy Palace on Sicily Island was holy and bright, and this holy and slightly eye-piercing light devoured Stabila, Fei, and Maradona. It looked as if the light devoured the darkness, but it also seemed like the darkness devoured the light.

The people outside the Holy Palace stood on the two sides of the staircase quietly, and some people looked surprised. Clearly, according to what was on their minds, this shouldn’t have happened. As the new Pope of the Holy Church, Alexander should stand before the gate of the Holy Palace and accept the worship of all members of the Holy Church and the congratulations from the masters on the continent.

As soon as he stepped into the Holy Palace, Fei’s vision blurred, and he felt like he traveled through a spatial tunnel.

Then, what entered his vision wasn’t the interior of a stone palace where many stone pillars stood and many flags with crosses on them hang. Instead, this was a pure-white space. The walls seemed to be engraved from the most beautiful and perfect jade, emitting pure presence. Except for these walls, there was nothing else! This vast place was empty!

“Is this the interior of the Holy Palace?” Fei was a little curious.

“Child, from your eyes, I can see the unhidden desire for power and surging ambition. Do you think that you can truly bear the position of the pope?” Stabila turned around and asked Fei with a strange expression on his face.

“Really? How come I feel like it is you who is ambitious and greedy for power? Mr. Stabila?” Fei answered casually as he looked around the interior of the Holy Palace.

“It looks like you already noticed something.” Stabila turned around and walked into the depths of the Holy Palace.

Fei followed Stabila with a good tempo and nodded while saying, “Of course. You might not believe what I say. I recently went to a beautiful place, but I was surprised to find that it was being attacked by the Polluters. This confused me. According to what you said and your evidence, the Polluters were wiped out by the Lord of the God Clan and the Lord of the Demon Clan. How come they appeared?”

“Oh, so you are the mysterious figure who destroyed [Mother Empress]’s plan and wiped out the soldiers of the clan at the Scorpius Galaxy. I was wondering who could wipe out an entire mid-sized clan of the Divine Race,” Stabila said in surprise.

“The Divine Race?” Fei was curious.

“Eh, the bugs like this title and goes by this name.” Stabila turned around and smiled at Fei.

The conversation between these two people seemed like a friendly talk between old friends, and they both had smiles on their faces.

However, the short exchange between them completely changed the relationship between them! The change was so shocking that if any of the masters and priests outside the Holy Palace heard this conversation, they would faint due to fear.

The information that was revealed through this conversation was too much and too terrifying!

The most critical change was that Stabila started to transform.

This senior who looked like he was about to be blown onto the ground by the wind no longer looked old. At this moment, with every step he took, it seemed like his vitality recovered by a portion. After about ten steps, his hunched back straightened.

“Call themselves the Divine Race? So funny. How can anything divine look so ugly?” Fei laughed.

With the crown on his head, the scepter in his hand, and the godly robe on his body, Fei laughed out loud, and his laughter that was filled with contempt and disdain resonated inside the Holy Palace.

Stabila who became vigorous stopped walking. He turned around and snorted, “Power is the only beautiful thing in the world. Only those weak and poor races would judge other races by their appearances.”

“Really? Then, what about you? Are you a human or a bug in human skin?” Fei’s stare suddenly became chilly as well.

Stabila laughed, “Of course, I’m not a poor human.”

Stabila’s eyes suddenly turned golden and cold, and his pupils enlarged. This pair of eyes would never appear on humans. Many thin and dense red iron-needle-like bone spikes pierced his skin and stood straight, and his nails became sharp like long sabers.

Fei sighed and said, “Then, it seems like the real Stabila died long ago?”

‘Stabila’ nodded and said, “Do you really think that it is easy to get out of the dungeon at the bottom of Sicily Island where lava and chilly energy appeared in alternation? More than 400 years ago, after I figured out all the information that I needed, I kill him and turned him into a sheet of human skin. He became the best identity that I could take, and I became the other Stabila!”

“Then, his initial disappearance was caused by you, right? Bug, introduce yourself to me. What is your name?” Fei laughed.

“Dicanio! One of the great 72 Clan Chiefs of the Divine Race!”

Fei nodded and asked curiously, “I see. I’m still confused about some things. During the meeting at the City of San Siro, the scrolls that you took out were filled with the power of the gods and demons from the Mythical Era. They can’t be fakes. How come they showed scenes where the bugs were destroyed?”

Dicanio laughed and said, “It is because the scenes that you saw weren’t complete! Alright, I will let you die in peace with a good understanding.”

After saying that, Dicanio took out one scroll and opened it, and red mist flashed and created a big clear screen of light in this empty space.

Fei suddenly understood everything.

No wonder when this scroll was shown at the meeting in the City of San Siro, there was a moment where the scene became extremely unclear and disconnected. Fei thought that it was due to the loss of some power since the scroll was from ancient times, but now it was evident that a scene was taken out on purpose.

Here was the scene that was taken out by Dicanio.

The Lord of the God Clan who was in white looked at the blue wormhole that was gradually disappearing in the sky. Seeing the Polluters that were rushing into the wormhole to escape, this figure no longer had the energy to chase. While tightly holding the hand of the Lord of the Demon Clan, he looked at the vast Azeroth Continent with love and sighed, “We burned our life energy, but we only won about 1,000 years of breathing time for the continent. The [Mother Empress] of the bugs got severely injured. Perhaps it will fall into a deep sleep, but it won’t die. Our mission ends here. The 1,000-year plan of the gods and demons starts now. About 1,000 years later, the Polluters will come back and try to redeem themselves. By that time, new heroes will rise on the continent and save all creatures!”

Then, the warning that these two ultimate existences gave humans at the last moment of their lives was shown.

After seeing this, Fei nodded and said, “I got it; such method. You took out this scene and fooled the entire continent.”

Dicanio replied, “I only needed time. You are too powerful, and I didn’t have the confidence to defeat you a while back. Therefore, I can only rely on this method to delay some time.”

Fei asked patiently, “Time? What do you need the time for?”