He was so persuasive that he actually practiced extraordinary

Zhang Beixing's eyes were as sharp as torches as he scanned the people in the hall.

He knew that the coming battle would be unprecedentedly brutal.

The Church, alien races, demons... these supernatural forces are all tough to deal with.

However, he was not afraid at all, because he was born to be the master of this world!

"My lord, we are willing to sacrifice our lives for you and serve you till death!" Richard and Elena shouted in unison, with determination in their eyes.

As Zhang Beixing's most loyal assistants and followers, they are fully aware of the mission they are shouldering.

As long as I can help my lord, I will do it even if it means my death.

"Very good, you two have always been loyal, I have seen it for a long time." Zhang Beixing nodded approvingly, with a gratified smile on his lips. With these two capable men assisting him, what else could he worry about?
"Listen to my advice. It seems that I still need your guidance in this battle." He suddenly turned around and spoke to the mysterious system beside him. Although he was always serious, at this moment, he needed this embodiment of wisdom very much.

[Host, you are too polite.] The voice of the persuasion system sounded leisurely, revealing a profound and unfathomable taste. [With your current strength, the mere Church and alien races are no longer in your eyes.] [What's more, along the way, you and I have already overcome all difficulties and established a deep tacit understanding.] [How can I stand by and watch at this critical moment?]

Zhang Beixing laughed loudly upon hearing this, his heroic intentions overflowing from his words. Yes, after so many years of fighting, how could he have come this far without the help of this system? From an unknown boy to a king who made all sides submit, the hardships involved were only known to him.

"Okay, in that case, let's set off now!" He waved his hand and spoke in a sonorous voice. "Pass the order down, mobilize the troops, and travel day and night!" "I want to see what kind of magical powers these self-proclaimed righteous churches have!"

"As for those foreign races that covet my kingdom, just wait and see!" His words were filled with murderous intent. It seemed as if he would rush out of the palace in the next second and kill all the enemies.

However, just as everyone was preparing to leave, the sound of hurried footsteps suddenly sounded outside the hall.

"My lord, something bad has happened!" The person who broke in was a scout covered in blood.

His face turned pale and he fell to his knees, rolling and crawling on the ground.

"My lord, there seems to be something strange going on at the Vatican!"

"Oh? I'd like to hear the details." Zhang Beixing's expression changed slightly and he raised his eyebrows.

Could there be any loopholes in the tight net I have laid?

"I was spying in secret and discovered it by accident." The scout was trembling with fear, his voice was shaking. "It seems that they have obtained a treasure and are secretly gathering people." "It seems that they are planning something big!"

As soon as these words came out, the whole hall was in an uproar. Countless eyes were looking at Zhang Beixing. However, to everyone's surprise, he was not panicked at all, but laughed out loud. He was very proud and confident.

"What? My lord, how can you still laugh?" Richard was stunned and could hardly believe his ears.

Now that the enemy is eyeing us covetously, how can My Lord be so careless?

"Yes, we must be vigilant and be ready to respond at any time!" Elena's face was also full of worry, and her body was trembling slightly. As a princess of the vampire clan, she knew the horror of supernatural power better than anyone else present.

"It has come to this point. Does the Lord have any other tricks up his sleeve?"

The Blood Shadow clone smiled sinisterly, with a sly look in his eyes. He had lived for so long, but he had never seen such a confident human being.

Is he really sure, or is he just bluffing?

Zhang Beixing looked around with a sharp gaze.

Everyone looked terrified, trying to avoid it.

He was calm and composed, standing with his hands behind his back.

"My dear ministers, you have followed me for so long, yet you still don't understand me?"

There was a sense of arrogance in his words that looked down upon the world.

"How dare the Vatican, a mere church, act so presumptuously in front of me?"

"Even if they get a great treasure, what can they do to me?"

Richard and Elena looked at each other, as if they had realized something. Yes, the Lord has always been able to plan and win battles thousands of miles away.

How could an ordinary person guess this?
"My Lord, is this also your plan?" Xueying spoke again, his eyes full of disbelief. With such a huge risk, how dare the Lord take such a risk? Such courage is truly extraordinary!
"Oh, not bad." Zhang Beixing nodded, a playful smile on his lips. "There is no situation in this world that I cannot control."

"As long as I am still alive, I will never allow anyone to run wild under my nose!" Instantly, a fierce murderous aura suddenly exploded in the hall, sweeping in all directions, unstoppable.

"My lord is wise! I am willing to go through fire and water for you, even if I die!"

All the generals shouted in unison, each of them full of fighting spirit.

With such a great king in charge, what else do they have to fear?
"Go down and prepare, today is worse than tomorrow." Zhang Beixing waved his hand calmly, his face calm. "There is a long time to come, I want to see what tricks those old guys can come up with!"

After saying this, he strode out of the palace without looking back.

Behind him, there was a thunderous cheer. The whole country was excited.

This is a brand new era. An era that belongs to Zhang Beixing!

In the north, at the seat of the Holy See, a grand hall was filled with people.

Countless white-robed paladins were talking in low voices, led by an old man with white hair and beard.

"Everyone, do you all know why I called you here urgently?" Michael stood up slowly and looked around. His eyes were like torches, revealing a powerful aura.

"It's precisely to deal with that damn heretic!" The old man suddenly gnashed his teeth, wishing he could eat his flesh and sleep on his skin. All the paladins gasped when they heard this.

When had they ever seen the usually majestic archbishop so angry?
It seems that the guy named Zhang Beixing is really a terrible evil star!

"Archbishop, what ability does that traitor have to make you so angry?" A paladin couldn't help but ask and almost bit his tongue.

"How dare he openly challenge the authority of the Church? This is treason!" Michael was furious and slammed the table. "I want him to die a miserable death and his soul to be shattered!"

There was a murderous intent in his words. This hatred was chilling. "My Lord Bishop, how should we respond?" Another paladin asked cautiously, not daring to look up.

"Simple, of course. Fight violence with violence!" Michael smiled grimly, with a sly light flashing in his eyes. "Someone, bring that thing over here!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the door of the hall burst open, and a majestic figure strode in.

But he was holding a scepter in his hand, which was crystal clear and radiated a holy light.

"Soul Purifying Staff?!" Everyone present gasped and stared with eyes wide in disbelief.

This is a divine tool that can wash away all the sins of the world! Legend has it that when Jesus was nailed to the cross, he used this treasure to save hundreds of millions of believers.

And now, it has fallen into the hands of the Holy See? Who can resist such a move?
"Yes, that's it." Michael smiled proudly, exuding a frightening aura. "With this holy weapon, are you still afraid that you can't deal with that brat?"

"The Archbishop is wise! We are willing to die for the Holy See!" The paladins bowed and shouted, rubbing their hands in anticipation. They wanted to rush out immediately and tear the traitor into pieces.

"Very good, go down and prepare." Michael nodded with satisfaction and sat on the throne again. "It is better to do it now than to wait for a better day. Let's set off now!"

"I want to see how long that arrogant boy can be so arrogant!" The sinister laughter echoed in the sky above the hall for a long time, heralding the coming of a bloody storm.

At the same time, in some unknown corner, a mysterious figure was hiding in the dark.

He was completely black, like a ghost, and was staring coldly at everything in front of him with a pair of red eyes.

"Michael, this old man, is really too naive." The visitor sneered and shook his head in contempt. "Do you really think you can deal with Zhang Beixing with just a holy weapon?"

"Well, let him die." "Anyway, the final victory will eventually belong to..."

Before he finished speaking, his figure disappeared into the darkness, as if he had never appeared before, silently.

Who is behind this bloody storm, manipulating everything? And who is the real ruler of this world?

No one knows the answer, because the person who can reveal the answer is thousands of miles away.

Zhongzhou, military camp. In a magnificent tent, soldiers were getting ready to go.

The leader was none other than Zhang Beixing, who led the army in person. At this moment, he was dressed in black and full of murderous intent. It seemed that in the next second, he would embark on a journey and be invincible.

"My lord, the spies reported that the people from the Holy See have already started to act." Richard walked over quickly and knelt on one knee. "They split into two groups, one group went straight to the imperial city, and the other group went around to outflank our army."

"Oh? That old man Michael is quite capable." Zhang Beixing sneered and didn't take him seriously at all. "Okay, I'll help him."

"My lord is wise! I will mobilize the troops and prepare for battle!" Richard was overjoyed and nodded repeatedly. It was the honor of his life to help his lord solve his problems.

"Wait a minute." Zhang Beixing suddenly raised his hand, signaling him not to say anything more. "I will personally fight in this battle."

"But my lord, what if..." Richard looked embarrassed, fearing that his lord would encounter an accident. After all, the enemy was coming fiercely, and the rear was empty. If he was not careful, they would take advantage of the loophole.
"It's okay, I know my limits." Zhang Beixing said lightly, confident. "If you and I join forces, who else in the world would dare to act so recklessly?"

"Besides, I already knew about the holy weapon in the hands of the Holy See." His eyes were full of unfathomable meaning. It seemed that everything was under control.

"What? My Lord, why didn't you tell me about this earlier?" Richard was so shocked that he almost doubted his ears. Could it be that the Lord had other plans?

[Host, now that things have come to this, it's time to let them know, right?] The persuasion system interrupted at an inopportune moment, its voice leisurely. It seemed that it had anticipated this outcome.

"Well." Zhang Beixing nodded and said slowly: "Do you remember the sword I got from the demons back then?"

"Of course I remember." Richard and Elena said in unison, their eyes full of awe. That sword was the master's first divine weapon!

Zhang Beixing raised his lips slightly and said slowly: "In fact, the sword has a secret unknown to the public." "When I took the sword from the demons, I realized that it contained a mysterious power." "After years of research, I finally understood the mystery." "This sword is called the Sun Chaser. It is a sacred object left by the sun god in ancient times." "Legend has it that it has the power to dispel all darkness and can make the user as prosperous as the sun and invincible."

As soon as these words came out, the whole room was in uproar. Everyone was shocked and in disbelief.

"My Lord, what do you mean?" Richard muttered to himself, his eyes wide open. He had a bold guess in his mind.

"Yes." Zhang Beixing nodded slightly, his eyes sharp. "If I can use the power of this sword, plus my years of practice, I have the confidence that I can compete with the holy weapon of the Church!"

Instantly, the air in the tent seemed to freeze. Everyone held their breath, afraid of missing something.

"My Lord, are you sure?" Elena asked cautiously, her beautiful eyes full of worry. As a princess of the vampire clan, she knew the horror of supernatural power better than anyone else present.

Zhang Beixing did not answer immediately, but slowly drew out the sword from his waist. The sword was crystal clear, emitting a dazzling light. It was as if there was a blazing sun burning in it.

"Everyone, please look." He waved his sleeves and swung the sword in his hand fiercely towards the void.

hum-

A dazzling beam of light suddenly burst out from the tip of the sword, roaring like a giant dragon and charging into the sky.

In a flash, the sky outside the tent was suddenly covered by a golden glow, so dazzling that it was hard to look directly at.

"What kind of power is this?!" The Blood Shadow clone took a step back involuntarily, his face pale. He was a master of the demon clan, but at this moment he was also frightened.

Everyone was shocked and dumbfounded. If they hadn't seen it with their own eyes, they simply couldn't believe that there was such a powerful artifact in the world.

[It seems that I underestimated you before.] The voice of the persuasion system sounded again in Zhang Beixing's mind. [Such a method is really impressive.]

Zhang Beixing sheathed his sword, a smile on his face. "Thank you for the compliment, I'm just lucky." "Besides, with your omnipotent system here, what do I have to worry about?"

[Oh, that's true.] The Persuasion System chuckled, obviously enjoying the compliment. [So, when do you plan to leave?]

"Today." Zhang Beixing said firmly, his eyes firm. "I have waited long enough." "It's time to let those hypocrites who claim to be righteous have a taste of my power!"

After saying this, he strode out of the military tent with great strides. His back was as straight as a pine tree, revealing an arrogance that looked down upon the world.

"We are willing to go through fire and water for our lord, and we will not refuse death!" All the generals shouted in unison, each of them full of fighting spirit. With such a great hero leading the army, what else is there to fear? (End of this chapter)