Chapter 1117 - 443: Zhang Beixing’s True Power (Part 2)
The System’s words once again thundered, waking Zhang Beixing from his confusion.
Yes, how could he trust the Holy See?
This group of old foxes, could they be so easily bribed?
Their sweet words were merely to numb him!
And him, how could he willingly be their pawn?
Zhang Beixing was born destined to dominate this world!
No one should dare to constrain his steps!
Thinking of this, Zhang Beixing suddenly opened his eyes, his gaze sharp like lightning.
"Alexander, don’t think you can fool me!"
"I, Zhang Beixing, have never been anyone’s pawn!"
"I won’t be tempted by mere profit either!"
"What I want is true control over this world!"
"And you, the Holy See, are nothing but a stepping stone for me!"
After speaking, Zhang Beixing once again summoned his Pupil Power, his presence towering.
An unprecedented force instantly swept across the entire scene!
Alexander’s face turned pale in an instant.
He felt a chilling coldness as if he was facing true death!
"This... how is this possible..."
Alexander trembled, unable to maintain his composure.
He knew that this time, he had truly angered Zhang Beixing!
His imposing manner abruptly surged to an extreme.
In the air, invisible blades seemed to be dancing.
Frightening and suffocating.
Alexander felt an unprecedented sense of oppression engulf him instantly.
Beads of sweat as large as beans trickled down his forehead.
His legs trembled incessantly.
A strong survival instinct almost made him want to kneel and beg for forgiveness.
But the dignity of being the Holy See’s Archbishop made him resist bowing his head.
"Bishop Beixing, what... what do you mean by this?"
Alexander forcibly suppressed his inner panic, speaking stiffly.
"Could it be... you intend to oppose the Holy See?"
Zhang Beixing sneered, his gaze electrifying.
"Oppose? Are you even worthy?"
"In my eyes, you’re nothing but a bunch of ants!"
"It’s only because of Angel’s Wing that I’m reluctantly giving you face."
"Yet you dare threaten and question me?"
"Utterly ignorant of your own insignificance!"
Zhang Beixing’s voice was icy and penetrating.
He slowly raised his right hand, fingers slightly spread.
Immediately, an even more terrifying power filled the entire hall!
Everyone felt dizzy, as if their souls were being crushed by this power.
Alexander’s face turned ashen, his legs softened, nearly kneeling down.
"No... please don’t..."
He trembled, his voice weak like a mosquito’s hum.
"Bishop Beixing, please... spare me..."
"We... we are willing to do anything for you..."
"Just spare us, please..."
Alexander spoke, unable to hold on any longer, collapsing to his knees with a thud.
A dignified Archbishop of the Holy See, now groveling like a stray dog, begging a young man for mercy.
This scene left everyone present speechless and shocked.
How terrifying must Zhang Beixing be, to make such a person submit at his feet?
"Ha, now you’re afraid?"
Zhang Beixing laughed coldly, his eyes filled with mockery.
"Do you think mere begging would move me?"
"How naive!"
Zhang Beixing said, suddenly clenching his right hand.
Instantly, Alexander felt an overpowering force seize his mind.
His consciousness crumbled completely in that instant!
Endless darkness swallowed him whole.
He could no longer think or resist.
He could only be at Zhang Beixing’s mercy.
Witnessing this, everyone gasped in horror.
Had Zhang Beixing’s strength grown to such an extent?
Even the Holy See’s Archbishop could only be slaughtered by him?
At this moment, no one dared to question Zhang Beixing’s power anymore.
He was truly the ruler of this world!
"Bishop Beixing..."
At this moment, a trembling voice suddenly rang out.
It was Giovanni, who had awoken somehow!
His face pale, his body trembling, as if he might faint at any moment.
Yet, he still forced himself to stand, shakily saluting Zhang Beixing.
"B...Bishop Beixing...mercy..."
"The Holy See... is willing... to serve you as dogs and horses..."
"Just... spare us... please..."
Giovanni stuttered, his voice extremely weak.
Evidently, Zhang Beixing’s previous strike had severely damaged his spirit.
At this moment, there was not a trace of papal dignity left in him.
Zhang Beixing glanced at Giovanni and laughed coldly over and over again.
"You Holy See people are quite amusing."
"Once condescending, now begging like a stray dog."
"Fine, in light of your cleverness, I’ll spare you this time."
"But remember, from now on, you’re Zhang Beixing’s dogs!"
"If I say east, you cannot go west."
"If I discover any disloyalty in you..."
Zhang Beixing halted here, his gaze suddenly fixed.
"I’ll make you wish for death!"
Hearing this, Giovanni shivered all over, nodding repeatedly.
"Y... yes... we... are terrified... and obedient..."
Zhang Beixing nodded in satisfaction, waving his right hand.
Instantly, the oppressive power on Alexander and Giovanni disappeared.
The two collapsed to the ground, gasping for air, as if they had just been plucked from Hell.
"Get out."
Zhang Beixing said coldly.
"Remember my words, don’t let me see you again."