Medical Sage

GASP!

Instantly, everyone on the scene, especially the elders of the Brad Family, couldn’t help but stare in shock upon hearing his words. The looks on their faces were priceless.

It was understandable; Chen Fei’s words were arrogant to the extreme. It wasn’t just Hales and the others from the Holy Church of the Divine Holy Church; no one could hear such a thing without their expression changing. Even the bystanders couldn’t help but furrow their brows upon hearing such arrogance. This Chen Fei is simply ridiculous and laughable.

After all, just who is Archbishop Doberman Scaldoran? He’s one of the three supreme Red Robed Archbishops of the Holy Church of the Divine Holy Church, rumored to possess invincible SSS-Class strength! In the entire Western Dark World, even if he isn’t the absolute strongest, he is definitely a top-tier figure!

Otherwise, Archbishop Doberman wouldn’t be so confident and fearless while being surrounded by so many powerful figures. He was utterly certain of his own background, and his methods and power were formidable enough to inspire fear.

But now, this young man, Chen Fei, had the audacity to make such an outrageous remark. He told Archbishop Doberman that if he couldn’t wrap his head around the situation, he should just try making a move. Does he really think he’s somebody special? How dare he speak like that...

”Shut the fuck up! What the hell do you think you are…”

The members of the Brad Family held back, but Hales was here for revenge. Blinded by hatred and seeing this bastard Chen Fei dare to insult and mock his great backer, how could he possibly restrain himself? He immediately flew into a rage, pointing at Chen Fei and screaming. Driven by his fury, the insults he hurled were exceptionally foul, completely unbecoming of his station.

”Hales, you’re looking for death!”

Seeing Hales dare to point and curse so viciously at Mr. Chen, Mardo could no longer stand it. A cold glint flashed in his eyes as he sent a slap flying toward Hales from across the space!

”Mardo, it seems you’re hell-bent on opposing our Holy Church of the Divine Holy Church?”

Seeing Mardo dare to strike first right in front of him, Archbishop Doberman’s aged face instantly darkened. A murderous intent flickered in his eyes as a terrifying burst of the Power of Light erupted from his palm, shooting directly toward Mardo’s chest. Wherever the power passed, the very air seemed to freeze, ceasing to flow.

GASP!

Seeing Archbishop Doberman unleash such formidable power with a mere gesture, the members of the Brad Family looked on in awe. As expected of one of the three Red Robed Archbishops of the Holy Church of the Divine Holy Church. He’s truly incredible!

”Heh…”

But just as they were marveling inwardly, a wild wind suddenly arose from thin air. Flames flickered within the gale, and thirty-six streaks of Sword Qi could be vaguely seen crisscrossing and intertwining within it. The Sword Qi unleashed a terrifying aura that instantly annihilated Archbishop Doberman’s Power of Light, leaving no trace behind.

”This... this... this... No way!” Upon witnessing this, the faces of the Brad Family elders changed drastically, their eyes filling with horror.

Even Melsdom and the others were the same, because Chen Fei, Young Master Chen, had held nothing back with this move.

The reaction of Archbishop Doberman, who bore the brunt of the attack, was even more extreme. His face went deathly pale as he watched the terrifying Sword Qi effortlessly annihilate his Power of Light and continue hurtling toward him with undiminished force. He immediately began to frantically rummage through his clothes for something.

Eventually, he pulled out a Western-style mirror with a thick, glacial glow about it that was painfully dazzling to the eye. This mirror had no simple origin; it was a Mid-Grade Holy Artifact renowned throughout the Holy Church of the Divine Holy Church, and indeed the entire Western Dark World! The mirror could emit a strange beam of light that instantly petrified people into stone statues, just like the legendary eyes of Medusa. Its power was terrifying and its reputation infamous.

”It’s the Mirror of Medusa from the Holy Church of the Divine Holy Church!” The moment Archbishop Doberman produced the item, someone in the crowd cried out, their face a mask of horror.

Clearly, the mirror’s renowned reputation had left a deep impression on them. However, not far away, Melsdom, Mardo, and the others looked down on the Mirror of Medusa with disdain, not even sparing it a glance.

It was understandable. Even though they knew how potent the mirror was, the one taking action now was Chen Fei, Mr. Chen! How could a mere Mid-Grade Holy Artifact possibly block the power he possessed? The very idea was a joke!

In their eyes, even with the Mirror of Medusa in hand, Archbishop Doberman was as weak and helpless as an infant before Chen Fei, Mr. Chen. What difference did it make if a toddler, barely able to walk, faced a grown man while holding a sharp sword or a great axe? A single slap from the adult, and the child would have no choice but to be sent sprawling.

BOOM!

RUMBLE RUMBLE RUMBLE...

And, in fact, it was just as Melsdom and the others had imagined. The Sword Qi, rising like a wind dragon, mercilessly shattered the beam of light from the mirror, annihilating it in an instant. Perhaps as a result, a loud CRACK! echoed as a fissure instantly spread across the entire surface of the Mirror of Medusa in Archbishop Doberman’s hands.

”Uh… GULP.”

At that, the expressions of everyone present froze solid, especially Hales and the members of the Brad Family. The looks on their faces were so twisted that they began to wonder if they were dreaming.

That... that was the Mirror of Medusa! A Mid-Grade Holy Artifact renowned throughout the Western Dark World! And most importantly, it was being wielded by Archbishop Doberman himself! But now? Now it’s... it’s been destroyed?!

However, just as nearly everyone was lost in a state of stunned horror, the Sword Qi had already changed. It reformed in mid-air into a crimson palm, reaching above the head of the equally dumbfounded and rigid Archbishop Doberman in the blink of an eye. Then, it swelled into an enormous, fan-like crimson hand and swung viciously at his face!

SLAP!

A crisp smack echoed. Archbishop Doberman was sent staggering by the force of the palm before he toppled to the ground, getting a mouthful of dirt.

His face swelled up like a slab of pork, his skin densely covered with wounds and trickling with blood.

Then, a dead silence descended upon everyone present.