The Story Never Ends

Chapter 114 - Battle With The Pope

Deep underground, there was a strange altar carved with various runes and an orb standing on a pillar in the center of it. Also, a black-colored bead was floating a few meters above it. This bead would occasionally release some energy which would slowly enter the altar and flow towards the periphery. 

On the periphery of the altar, many children were sitting with their eyes closed. Thus, the energy would then enter their body. Due to this, abnormal changes were happening in their bodies.

Some of them had their body parts becoming larger than their whole body while some even had horns, tails, and wings emerging from their bodies. If Davion was here, he would notice that these changes were quite similar to the body of the Sect Master of the Blood and Saber Sect and the orb in the middle was the same one that he had obtained from him.

A while later, footsteps could be heard coming from the entrance of the chamber. An old man came and stepped on the altar.

Then he looked at these children and thought "Although I am speeding up their process, the transformation will still take some time. It might be completed in a month. However, I cannot wait this long as I have already caught the attention of The Thunderbolt Sect." Indeed, this was the Pope.

"Not only that, they have already sent their disciple over here. Although I managed to capture him, I created an even bigger mess. Who knows when they will send their top disciples to investigate?" He sighed and took out the bell that was hanging around his neck.

"Enlarge," he said. 

The bell became larger and became twice the size of a normal human. He lifted his hand and the bell was raised a few meters above the ground. When the bell was lifted, a young man could be seen lying on the ground. 

Even though there were not any injuries on his body, he still couldn't stand up. He looked very tired as if all his energy had been drained out. 

Seeing that the bell was uplifted, he glanced in the direction of the Pope and yelled, "What do you want?"

"Did you consider it?" the Pope asked.

"No, I won't." the young man resolutely replied.

"Eh! Why do you still reject me, child? Don't you want freedom?" the Pope asked.

"Humph, did you think that I would agree to become someone like them? Even if I can escape from here, I don't think it will be worth it." He was furious as the innocent children were being mutated here.

"Hehe, I knew that you would say this. But do you know that the lord summoned me today?" The Pope had an ugly smile on his face.

"What? the Lord?" he felt terrified thinking about this. The Pope was already this strong, so what about his lord?

"Haha, you are finally scared now, aren't you?" The Pope laughed and continued.

"If you agree to my request and become my subordinate, the Lord might forgive you. If not then you can imagine what might happen to you." The Pope threatened him. 

If there was anybody except him then he might have already killed him. But he knew that the elders in the Sect would definitely know if he died here. So, he wanted him to take the devil's essence and become one of his subordinates. Then he would let him escape and be a spy in the Thunderbolt Sect. Thus, everything would be solved and the Thunderbolt Sect wouldn't stand in his way. Not only that, he might even please his Lord.

"No, I refuse. I know that it has already been a month since you captured me. I'm sure that someone would come here and save me." He knew that his Sect wouldn't abandon him. So, he tried to scare him with it.

"Humph, even if someone comes here, how strong will he be?" Anger could be seen on the Pope's face and he continued.

"My Lord is someone above the Golden Core Stage and do you think that your sect would send a Core Disciple for this task?" 

"What?" He felt disheartened when he heard this as it was true. At most the Sect would only send someone living at the top of the Inner Disciples Peak.

"Hehe, now I believe that you will change your mind." The Pope smirked.

However, the Pope saw that he didn't answer. 

"Eh! Did you get shocked?" the Pope slapped his face and mocked him.

But still, he didn't react and just stayed quiet. It looked as if he had given up and accepted his fate.

"Let's forget about him for now. I will just ask the Lord, what to do to him." The Pope made up his mind and took back his bell. The bell became smaller and came into his hands. As for that disciple, he left him on the floor.

He didn't even care that the disciple might try to escape. This was because his bell was a middle-grade artifact that could trap someone and absorb their Qi. Since that disciple stayed inside the bell for a whole month, one could imagine what might have happened to him.

He then approached one of the children and put his hand over his cheeks. Only after a few seconds did he leave.

"As I thought, they still need some time," he muttered and went towards the orb in the middle.

He poured his Qi inside it and chanted some words in the devil language. The orb started glowing and a black projection was seen above it. The projection took the shape of a man. But the face could not be seen.

The pope immediately kneeled and respectfully said, "Lord"

"Humm, do you know why I summoned you this time?" The calm voice of the Lord came out.

"Is it for the children?" The Pope replied.

"No.." The Lord paused there and set his sights behind him.

"Lord?" The Pope was confused because he suddenly stopped.

The disciple on the ground who hadn't reacted the whole time finally moved after seeing the projection looking in his direction. He crawled towards the wall on his side and cowered in fear. It looked as if he would die here.

"Who else did you bring here?" The Lord asked.

"Eh! This is the disciple of the Thunderbolt Sect.." The Pope was answering but the Lord interrupted him.

"Not that one. There is someone else behind." The Lord said.

"What?" the Pope got shocked and looked back. However, he didn't see anyone there. The same goes for the disciple on the ground.

"I don't think there is anyone here. I made sure.." 

"Humph. You dare doubt me." The Lord interrupted him again but this time the voice sounded like thunder.

"I won't dare." The Pope had sweats all over his back.

Then the Lord said, "I've already noticed you. You can come out."

The disciple on the ground sighed in relief when he found that the Lord didn't bother about him. Then he also looked back and wanted to see who was bold enough to come here even after seeing that projection.

"Oh! It seems like I was really caught." A person wearing a mask and a hat came into everyone's vision.

"It's you.." The Pope was furious when he saw that it was him.

"Do you know him?" The Lord asked while scanning that person with his divine sense.

"Yeah, it's him. He was the one who made trouble today and nearly had us all caught. But he was caught by my subordinates." The Pope replied then he asked Davion, "How did you escape?"

"Hehe, did you think that a bunch of trash could stop me?" Davion smiled.

"So, I was thinking why they didn't come here with you. It seems that you took care of them." The Pope took out staff from his spirit ring and jumped down from the altar in anger. He felt that he had lost face infront of the Lord as he seemed really incompetent. So, he wanted to redeem himself.

The Lord didn't stop him but rather keenly observed Davion. This was because he couldn't feel any aura fluctuation coming out from him. Thus, he was curious about how strong he was. Not only that, but this person also didn't seem to fear him.

"Old man, do you think that you can beat me?" Davion's voice was filled with sarcasm.

"Damn, you dare belittle me?" The Pope tore his clothes and showed his fine muscles. Then a dangerous aura radiated out from him.

"My God!" The disciple on the ground was shocked as he found that he couldn't move.

"Interesting." Davion was impressed by this old man's aura. It was comparable to the Sect Master of the Blood and Saber Sect before his transformation.

Seeing that the person was unfazed by his aura, the Pope felt that things weren't right. So, he thought, "Is he confident in taking me on? Or is he trying to act tough?"

"Old man, what are you hesitating about? Did you already run out of gas?" Davion mocked him.

"You.." The Pope's hands were shaking in anger. He couldn't believe that this person made a fool of him ahead of the Lord. Thus, he went all out right from the start.

"Devil Transformation."