Did the High Priest prepare a foolproof contingency he believed?
A secret weapon, like the enhanced warrior Hu Tu, capable of instantly wiping us out?
With a palm strike from the High Priest, the stone chair was instantly shattered into pieces, dust billowing.
It was hard to believe the High Priest, with one foot in the grave, possessed such formidable palm strength.
It made sense, really. He probably knew that relying solely on other modified warriors wouldn't suffice. Having lived for who knows how many years, he'd undoubtedly developed special ways to modify his own body.
"Hahahahaha, Batu, I'll show you the true power of a god! Once you witness the might of a god, quickly merge with me and share in the supreme glory!"
What was hidden beneath the stone chair?
My eyes widened, my entire body tensed.
Finally, the smoke cleared, revealing what had been concealed.
It was... it was none other than Pan Lili, who had vanished!
Pan Lili was in a terrible state. Her lowered head made it impossible to tell if she was alive or dead. She was wrapped tightly in blood-red vines, trussed up like in a Japanese adult film. I could imagine that in the confined space within the stone chair, Pan Lili could barely move.
"Old man, what have you done to the Saintess!"
I blurted it out instinctively. It wasn't that I cared about Pan Lili's life or death. In fact, I was indifferent to the fate of this woman who had betrayed me before.
But the problem was, Pan Lili was currently the Saintess of the Du'an tribe and the vessel for the Shepherd God's consciousness. If anything happened to Pan Lili, I didn't know if the Shepherd God's consciousness would suffer along with her.
If the Shepherd God's consciousness vanished, I would never find another power to lift the Mother of All Creation's brand on me. At that point, I might as well end it all.
"You care about her a lot, don't you? Yes, it's rare to find such a beautiful woman on this island."
The High Priest wore a lecherous grin. He even used his sinewy hands to pinch Pan Lili's face, instantly making the atmosphere feel peculiar.
"The Saintess is a treasure, how could I bear to let her suffer even the slightest harm?"
I found it difficult to comprehend how the High Priest, with his bark-like old face, could utter such sickening words.
A lewd old man and a bound maiden – this was a common scenario in certain adult films.
"Batu, open your eyes wide and look properly! Let me show you what the power of a god is!"
The High Priest reached out and lifted Pan Lili as if she were a rice dumpling. The moment he spoke, a loud bang suddenly echoed through the air!
BANG--!
I turned to see the source of the sound. It was Mr. A, who had been standing behind me. He was now holding a pistol and, in a textbook shooting stance, fired a shot at the High Priest.
Well done!
I silently gave Mr. A a thumbs-up in my heart.