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Chapter 1935: Tearing Off the Mask!!!

"So, you are the Evil God."

"I’ve heard your name before."

Arthur quickly regained his composure after the brief shock.

It was apparent that apart from the initial surprise, he didn’t seem to care much about Xiao Zheng’s true identity. In fact, there was even a hint of disdain in his eyes.

Xiao Zheng smiled and said, "Since you’ve uncovered my true identity, let’s speak openly. I came here without malice."

"I just like this Golden Bone and wish to purchase it for my collection."

Arthur scoffed and replied, "Do you think I’d believe that? The Evil God who once stirred up chaos in Europe with the Blood Clan Netherworld King, now wants to trade with me under a guise because of a Golden Bone, simply for the sake of collecting it."

"Do you think anyone in this world would believe such words from you?"

"Anyway, you can forget about the Golden Bone. I don’t know its exact use, but I won’t sell it to you."

After speaking, he made a move to leave.

Seeing this, Xiao Zheng calmly said, "Do you really not plan to sell me the Golden Bone? Aren’t you afraid of angering me and losing your life in my hands?"

Arthur, who had just reached the door, stopped in his tracks, turned around, and disdainfully said, "Afraid of you? Don’t think that knowing the Blood Clan Netherworld King means you can flaunt your power in Europe."

"The Bright Church is the true master of the European Continent!"

"If you dare to act against me, do you believe I can have you punished by the Light God right now?"

His eyes flashed condescendingly, almost as if he was about to show Xiao Zheng his middle finger.

Xiao Zheng’s smile widened, though a hint of killing intent flickered deep in his eyes: "The Bright Church sure is something, even a mere Saint Heir speaks with such arrogance."

"What? Want to make a move?" Arthur said disdainfully.

He didn’t believe Xiao Zheng would dare to act against him in the Temple, not to mention the twelve Holy Temple Knights guarding it. Just his own power at the Peak of Martial Saint was formidable enough.

In Arthur’s perception, he didn’t regard Xiao Zheng’s strength as considerable.

The title of Evil God was all but exaggerated.

"I advise you, leave my sight within three seconds."

"Otherwise, I’ll turn you from an Evil God into a dead man today!"

Arthur finished speaking and pushed open the door.

"In that case, there’s nothing more to discuss." Xiao Zheng smiled slightly, then feigned regret as he said, "Honestly, had you been willing to cooperate, I really didn’t want to resort to violence."

"But alas, since you seek death, don’t blame me..."

As his words trailed off, a sharp killing intent erupted within the Temple.

In a nearby quiet chamber, the twelve Holy Temple Knights, who were meditating, were instantly alerted and opened their eyes.

As for Arthur, facing this killing intent, a flicker of shock crossed his eyes.

He hadn’t anticipated Xiao Zheng’s formidable strength.

But despite the shock, Arthur felt no trace of panic, instead finding it laughable: "I absolutely don’t believe you’d dare to act against me in the Temple. Aren’t you afraid of our Bright Church?"

But what met him was Xiao Zheng’s shadow.

When Arthur focused his gaze, he suddenly realized his vision had lowered. Then, turning his head, he saw a headless corpse standing nearby: "This body seems so familiar..."

This was the last thought that flashed through Arthur’s mind before his death.

Holding his head, Xiao Zheng wore a serene expression: "Wanting to kill you is as easy as pie. As for the Bright Church, if they don’t bother me, fine. But if they do, I won’t hesitate to have them buried with you."

His words whispered with sharp killing intent.

Sadly, Arthur could no longer hear them.

Meanwhile, the twelve Holy Temple Knights had finally arrived.

By the time they reached the scene, they were powerless to change the outcome, only able to see Xiao Zheng standing there, holding Arthur’s head with an aloof demeanor.

"Hmm? Twelve people?"

"You must be his Holy Temple Knights. Your arrival is a bit slow."

"If you want to fight, I’m up for it. But hold on a moment."

Xiao Zheng casually threw Arthur’s head to the ground and then walked to Arthur’s body amidst the slightly stunned gazes of the twelve Holy Temple Knights. Finally, he extracted the Golden Bone from Arthur’s body.

Curiously enough.

As soon as the Golden Bone fell into Xiao Zheng’s hands, it quickly fused into his body, becoming completely one with him.

A familiar power surged, and Xiao Zheng felt stronger once more.

"This feeling is truly wonderful."

After enjoying the entire process with closed eyes, he opened them, still feeling somewhat reluctant.

Out of 206 Golden Bones, he had collected only 13 now.

The journey was indeed long and arduous.

The whole fusion process was witnessed by the twelve Holy Temple Knights. Only after Xiao Zheng stood by Arthur’s corpse, sighing in lamentation, did they react.

Gazing at the headless corpse lying in a pool of blood, the twelve men’s expressions turned terribly grim.

They had come under orders to protect Arthur. As Holy Temple Knights, there was essentially no difference from the Death Soldiers cultivated by Huaxia’s noble families. If their charge was dead, they certainly wouldn’t survive afterward.

"Attack together!"

"Kill him to avenge the Saint Heir!"

The twelve Holy Temple Knights, donned in silver armor, simultaneously drew the swords at their waists.

Although they weren’t mounted on warhorses, their combined presence was no less than an army!

From afar, one could see twelve Holy Temple Knights of the Martial Saint Realm forming into a battle unit and charging together!

It was a truly awe-inspiring scene!

However, Xiao Zheng’s expression remained blank, a tinge of pity even flashed in his gaze: "Indeed, as the master, so the servants. Arthur sought his own doom, and you choose to do the same."

"Since you wish to join him, I’ll fulfill that wish."

Xiao Zheng calmly stepped forward, unleashing his terrifying aura of the Supreme Realm.

A battle that concluded before it began was now unfolding.

Three minutes later, the fight ended.

By the time everyone in the Temple arrived, Xiao Zheng was long gone. As for the area where the battle took place, all structures had collapsed into ruins.

In the center of the ruins lay thirteen bodies quietly.

Arthur and the twelve Holy Temple Knights.

Not one more, nor one less!