That vixen is all righteous, luckily I am one too.

Chapter 32 I will never yield to you, you demon!

As the Pope of the Holy Light Church, the people of the Star Realm revered Hill III not because she was a woman, but because when she sat on the papal throne, gender itself evaporated from her.

She is a being beyond magicians, paladins, and mortals—the embodiment of God on earth, a living sanctuary, a walking relic.

Her face was not the kind of beauty that could be defined by the aesthetic standards of the human race in the cosmos, but rather the manifestation of divine power on flesh and blood.

Her skin was a cool, almost transparent milky white, as if light could penetrate it and illuminate her intricate thoughts. The lines of her cheeks and jaw were both soft and carried an invisible weight.

What's most unbearable to look at are her eyes.

The color is a deep blue, the kind found only in the depths of polar glaciers, and the edge of the iris seems to be inlaid with an almost invisible silver glow, proof that magic has reached the edge of the Dao.

Her blonde hair was meticulously bound under a heavy triple crown, with only a few strands peeking out from the edges. Not a single strand was of any other color, conveying a sense of solemnity.

The solemn priest's robe she wore completely covered her tall and slender figure from head to toe, leaving no gap for imagination. The patterns on it proclaimed her majesty, her superiority, and her inviolable aura.

But at this moment—

Hill III knelt before her long-sitting throne, his captivating blue eyes rolling upwards, misty with a hint of allure that he could not usually display.

With rapid breathing, the curves beneath the priest's robe revealed a subtle allure.

What should have been armor of faith now inexplicably presents a subtle invitation.

Li Xingzhou felt that he was probably being too repressed.

Ever since kissing Jiang Xuetang, not only has her gaze towards her sister lost its firmness, but now she also seems to have a restless feeling when looking at Hill III.

But on second thought, he realized that this was only human nature.

The thought of corrupting a fairy-like, unapproachable beauty is something any normal person would have, right?

Li Xingzhou collected his thoughts and glanced sideways at the cardinal beside him. This cardinal should be considered one of Hill III's handmaidens, right?

At that moment, the cardinal immediately knelt on the ground: "I...I know where the Cup of Heaven is! Please spare His Holiness the Pope!"

Li Xingzhou laughed, but considering her earlier action of retreating behind the Pope, he felt it was only natural.

"Talking isn't enough, we have to go get it!"

"I'll go right away..."

"You dare!"

Finally regaining some of his senses, King Hill III glared at Nicole: "Nicole, if you were... Ah!"

King Hill III cried out in anguish. Cardinal Nicole looked closely and saw a strange man wearing sunglasses sitting on the throne, carefully 'playing' with His Holiness the Pope's slender fingers.

demon!

This is a demon from the Realm of Enlightenment!

Even if you came for the Heaven's Cup, how can you bear to treat Her Majesty the Pope, who is so beautiful, like this?

"Look at you, you're stunned again." Li Xingzhou glanced at Nicole sideways. "You don't want your Pope to continue suffering, do you?"

Nicole took another step, and King Hill III roared, "Do you want to betray the gods? The gods will protect us... Ah!"

"Protection?" Li Xingzhou glanced at the dome. "Where is this protection? Hey, do you think this is a test for you? Doesn't this mean you're guilty too?"

"No...that's right!" King Hill III pursed his red lips. "I disappointed the gods, that's why..."

Before she could finish speaking, she suddenly felt a warm sensation on her fingers. Looking up, she saw that her injured fingers were no longer in pain, enveloped in crimson primordial energy.

She froze for a moment.

"See, I'm more reliable than those gods," Li Xingzhou said with a bright smile. "I know I feel sorry for His Holiness the Pope, but what about those things? They just watch you suffer here. Do you think that's reasonable?"

King Hill III glared at him through gritted teeth: "Shameless!"

Who caused my injury?

And now you're hypocritically saying you feel sorry for yourself?

"Shameless?" Li Xingzhou tilted his head and looked at Nicole. "I'm better than God, right? God only makes His Holiness the Pope suffer, doesn't he?"

Nicole glanced at the church dome, then at Li Xingzhou, and nodded hesitantly.

Li Xingzhou was slightly surprised. Was this woman's faith in the gods so fragile?

"Haha, not bad." Li Xingzhou smiled and looked at Hill III again: "Look, even she understands this principle, why can't you?"

King Hill III looked at him coldly: "The gods will reveal the truth!"

"The revelation is that if you don't give me the Cup of Heaven, you will..." Li Xingzhou played with her fingers again, "suffering endlessly with no hope of advancement."

"Ugh... Hmph!"

Hill III pursed his red lips, his eyes filled with an even stronger killing intent.

Li Xingzhou slowly and deliberately played with each one of the beads. The reason he did this was because Hill III's soul was subject to some kind of powerful restriction. He could break it, but he couldn't guarantee the safety of the Heaven's Cup information.

Queen Hill III lowered her head, her wrist trembling as Li Xingzhou gripped hers. She hadn't been afraid of this injury, because the power of light would protect her.

but!

The light within him was completely suppressed by the magic of this strange young man, making it impossible to use!

King Hill III muttered prayers.

"I said..." Li Xingzhou glanced at Nicole again, "You really enjoy watching your Pope suffer?"

Seeing the Pope's tearful expression, Nicole swallowed hard and hurriedly tried to take a step, but strangely found herself unable to move!

Furthermore, he discovered that he couldn't make a sound at all!

Li Xingzhou looked down at Hill III, probably because of the prayer she was reciting.

"Sigh!" Li Xingzhou sighed heavily, "I think you're probably not afraid of death."

Hill III proudly raised his head.

It hurts, but death is salvation, it means that you have washed away the sins of this life!

More importantly, I will never succumb to a demon!

"Then..." Li Xingzhou scrutinized her delicate figure beneath her teacher's robes, "What about purity?"

He vaguely remembered that there was a tradition of saints maintaining the purity of their bodies. Since the sanctity of the body as a sacred creation was emphasized, shouldn't a female pope be even more so?

Sure enough, King Hill III trembled, his haughty blue eyes filled with disdain: "You want me to have a relationship with you? Or you want me to sleep with you?"

"Anyway, let me..." Li Xingzhou chuckled, "Let's go."

"Since the god you worship won't protect you anyway, wouldn't it be a waste to waste this?"

"Even if I die, I will never offer myself to a demon like you!"

"It's okay." Li Xingzhou pinched her chin. "I can teach you from scratch."

"Even if I'm forcibly kissed, or even worse, I will never become a slave to the devil!"

King Hill III sneered, "A demon like you has no place in my heart!"

My heart will never be harmed by a devil like you!

Looking at the proud and aloof Hill III, Li Xingzhou inexplicably felt a raging fire burning within him.

Is this considered perverted?

Forget it.

but……

I am strong, stronger than this woman, stronger than everyone in this church...

That's enough!

I'm already this strong, wouldn't it be a waste of my life if I didn't do whatever I wanted?

Li Xingzhou raised his right hand—

Stab it!

The sound of tearing cloth was particularly jarring in the empty church. King Hill III watched the fragments of his robe fluttering in his line of sight, his eyes trembling.

Her red lips trembled slightly as she opened and closed them. As she looked at Li Xingzhou's outstretched hand, Hill III finally managed to utter a sound.

"Elise..."

"Elise..."

"Lady Elise!"

With his eyes closed, King Hill III desperately summoned the longing in his heart, the light he worshipped, in his despair!

boom!

Light suddenly poured down onto the church dome.

A melodious, ethereal piece of music, seemingly capable of cleansing the soul, began to play, filled with an indescribable divinity.

Amidst the light, three pairs of wings unfurled, each feather redefining "purity," and amidst the chants and the sound of the wind, a divine aura suddenly swept through.

"Your Highness, are you calling me?"

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