Rural Shennong

According to subsequent statistics, from the holy court to Fabilo III, two of the six red-clothed archbishops died in battle, namely Sam and Parker, who had been injured when besieging the old wolf king before.

The elite knights of the holy court, eight bone-changing paladins who died in battle and self-suicide, twelve grand knights of the bodiless state, and [-] elite knights, almost wiped out the entire army.

All over the world, there are more than 20 Holy Court clergymen who committed suicide because of this incident, as well as believers whose hearts were broken.

Carolin didn't dare to raise his head at all, his voice was trembling, and he didn't know whether he was frightened by Jeff Hamill's unceasingly terrifying aura, or by the heavy loss.

If it weren't for the fact that he had fought against Chen Ping several times and his strength had been severely damaged, he might have followed Fabilo III to conquer the Ponta Rabe Manor.

If he did go, he would definitely die there.

Hiding the fear in his heart, Caroline continued: "Currently, more than 700 temples around the world have been smashed or burned."

"A total of more than a dozen countries have announced a complete ban on the Holy Court's continued construction of temples in their countries, including three Nordic countries."

"Business... business..."

Caroline couldn't continue, he could hear his own joints moaning under the pressure of Jeff Hamill at this moment.

That kind of extremely cold and piercing coercion made him look like a little white rabbit being targeted by an ancient giant beast, who would be torn to pieces at any moment.

Jeff Hammill said coldly: "Keep talking!"

Carolin gritted his teeth: "Many consortiums attached to our holy court have kicked out our priests and announced that they will sever all cooperation with our holy court."

In fact, the resentment of these large financial groups from various countries towards the Holy Court is not a day or two.

Because the Holy Court is too greedy, their children want to be baptized, and the ransom money will be many times higher than that of ordinary people.

Just like Bieber, who wanted to get a chance to be baptized and had to help Shengting to beat Chen Ping at the auction.

The holy court just slaughtered them like fat sheep.

It can be said that the influence of the former Holy Court is too great, and they dare not speak out.

The situation is different now, the scandal in the Holy Court has been exposed, the walls are falling and everyone is pushing, and no one wants to carry a sickle on their heads that can cut them like leeks at any time.

Most importantly, they saw the fate of the Pope family.

In the past, the Pope family was also one of the consortiums attached to the Holy Court.

For the sake of selfishness, the Holy Court almost ruined the Pope family. If it weren't for Chen Ping, the Pope family would be finished.

How can this not chill the hearts of the major Western plutocrats.

After listening to Carolin's report, Jeff Hamill was silent for a long time: "Under the impact of Chen Ping, the baptism of our holy court can no longer bring income to the holy court."

"Now all the channels for making money in business are broken."

"Okay, Chen Ping really played a good game of chess!"

"Crack!" The handle on the throne was crushed by Jeff Hamill.

"Caroline, do you have anything else to say?"

Caroline trembled all over: "Ancestor, I... I have finished reporting."

Jeff Hamill stepped down from the throne, walked to Caroline's side, raised his hand and pressed his shoulder: "Son, you know what I mean."

"It was you who screwed up everything, you failed my expectations."

"For the continuation of the orthodoxy of the Holy Court, you must be prepared to dedicate everything, understand?"

Carolin raised his head abruptly, his face pale as paper: "Ancestor, you... you want me..."

Jeff Hammill said coldly: "Do you think Chen Ping will let it go?"

"This storm is not over yet!"

Chen Ping came faster than Jeff Hamill imagined.

After talking with Jeff Hammill, Caroline was racking his brains to think if there was any room for turning around, but three days later, Chen Ping led a large number of people to kill at the foot of Guangming Holy Mountain.

"People of the holy court, get out of here!"

The Guangming Holy Mountain has long been closed, and a huge energy shield covers the entire range of three miles around the mountain.

Through the energy shield, a group of holy court warriors stared nervously at Chen Ping as if facing a formidable enemy.

These days, the faith of the holy court has collapsed, and countless people have come to demonstrate near the holy mountain, swearing.

But 10,000+ people are not as big as the threat of Chen Ping alone.

"It's really a turn of events!"

"Isn't that right? Before, the Holy Court went to surround the Peng Rabe Manor with great fanfare. It's only been a few days since my old lair was gambled."

"It deserves it, Holy Court, this is evil with evil."

Hou Liangyu waved his spear and said in a low voice: "Master, are we going to do something big this time and completely destroy the Holy Court?"

Chen Ping glared at him: "You are the only one who talks too much."

If he could take the opportunity to destroy the Holy Court, Chen Ping would certainly not let this opportunity go.

But he found that the mask outside the Holy Mountain of Light was exactly the same as the energy mask he found in the ground of the Peng Rabe Manor, and it was an enhanced and enlarged version.

Even if the holy court didn't do anything and let him lead people to attack, Chen Ping didn't have the slightest confidence to break through.

The rabbit still bites people when it is in a hurry. If the holy court is pissed off and that terrifying birdman is brought out, then Chen Ping will lose more than he gains.

The purpose of Chen Ping's visit this time is to ask the Holy Court to pay some price and to suppress the prestige of the Holy Court again.

The holy court didn't let Chen Ping for long, and soon a large group of people came down from the mountain.

The first person was a bald, stout old man dressed in sackcloth and holding a commandment stick.

Chen Ping's eyes narrowed. The old man, whether it was his attire or the weapon in his hand, was similar to the ascetic monk he saw in the underground temple of Pong Rabe.

"I am the sixth generation Pope of the Holy Court, Jeff Hamill!"

After he revealed his identity, there was an uproar at the scene.

"This is the strongest person in the world who ranks first on the pole list?"

"Six generations of popes, I really don't know how this strong man has lived for hundreds of years."

"It is said that Jeff Hamill is also the strongest among the superpowers. He is considered a demigod. Living for hundreds of years is nothing."

Chen Ping said coldly: "Jeff, people in your holy court are wearing hypocritical masks, doing evil deeds in the world, oppressing goodness, and even forcing a little girl to commit suicide, almost ruining her family."

"You also want to use the death of her and the two innocent people to discredit my industry, cut off the hope of civilians in all countries who want to awaken warriors, and continue to monopolize awakening with huge profits."

"How to settle this account? Today you must give me an account and give an explanation to the people of all countries!"

Jeff Hammill said indifferently: "I have been asleep for hundreds of years, and I just woke up not long ago, and I have been in retreat."

"What you said, I just learned the inside story not long ago."

"The Holy Court has been different for hundreds of years. God's love for the world is not empty talk."

"I didn't expect that during the hundreds of years of my sleep, the Holy Court has been corrupted to such an extent."

"This is the shame of the Holy Court, this is the shame of all the ancestors of the Holy Court!"