Under one person: I, Zhang Zhiwei, the arrogant Zhang.

Chapter 727: Lightning Incarnation vs. Vatican Ace
In the dilapidated church, the sound of solemn chanting was heard, and papers filled with Bibles flew around, forming a spherical holy light barrier.

Several clergymen in the barrier have died, and dazzling lightning is still flashing around the barrier, but the lightning only flows around the barrier and does not break it.

It's not that Zhang Zhiwei couldn't break it, but the people inside had turned into blackened charred corpses. What's the point of breaking it? !
With a thought, he gathered the lightning that was intertwined around him and then looked at the person coming from the front.

The man who came was much more imposing than those minions just now. He walked with loud chanting sounds, wearing a white windbreaker, and a cross shining with holy light hung on his chest. The holy light shone on his glasses, revealing the reflective lenses.

The man walked step by step to the center of the field and stood in the shadows, the long sword in his hand flashing a cold light.

His gaze lingered on several dead companions for a moment, then moved away and glanced at several disciples tied to crosses, and finally focused on the incarnation of Zhang Zhiwei floating in the air.

"All his men were killed... but the man tied to the cross was safe and sound... a human-shaped lightning bolt suspended in the air..."

After just a little thought, he roughly understood the reason of the matter. He guessed that it was his men who captured a few heretics from foreign countries and wanted to execute them at the stake, but they were found at his doorstep.

In fact, when he came, he had already arranged the priorities. This trip was mainly to investigate and eradicate heresy within the church. Heresy outside the church was secondary and should be put at the back of the list.

Of course, he also said that if they encountered heretics among the indigenous people, they could be dealt with without affecting the original plan.

These might be the ones they wanted to deal with easily, but it seems like they hit a wall and heretics came knocking on their door.

Judging from the opponent's Qi, it is quite powerful, and what he uses is not evil witchcraft like black magic, but bright and hot thunder.

Magic of this nature, even within their church, is only possible under the Holy Light and is the force of absolute justice.

If he had known earlier, he would not have provoked such an existence, but now the matter is done, the other party has come to his door and killed several of his men. There is no room for redemption, so he will just treat him as a heretic.

Having made up his mind, he looked at Zhang Zhiwei's lightning incarnation and said in a deep voice:
"My name is Alexander Anderson. I am the Lord's agent and the spokesperson for God's punishment on earth. Our mission is to destroy the fools who rebel against our Lord, even if they only have one last piece of flesh left!"

As he spoke, the man held the sword in one hand horizontally and the other vertically, forming a cross, and shouted:

"Amen!"

The platinum-colored holy light surged upward from behind him like a wave.

With a "clang" sound, he swung the two guns and swords in his hands fiercely, and the platinum-colored sword light formed a "cross" shape and slashed towards Zhang Zhiwei's face.

In front of Zhang Zhiwei's lightning incarnation, a large amount of lightning intertwined, forming an electric field that was one meter thick. The "cross" knife light tore through the half-meter thick electric wall, leaving a cross on the electric field, and then was erased by the lightning.

"The Thirteenth Department of the Vatican's Traitors? Why are you showing off here instead of hunting down the dark magic creatures among the Protestants? Is this your place of responsibility?"

Zhang Zhiwei stood still, looking at the other person with an indifferent expression and said, there was a terrifying suffocating feeling all over his body, as if Thor had descended to the earth.

But Father Anderson is not afraid. He is the trump card of the Thirteenth Section of the Traitors, a top expert in the Holy See, and the leader of this operation. There are not many people in this world who are worthy of his fear.

"The Lord's holy light shines on everything, whether it is Protestants or others, as long as they are heretics, they should be eradicated. Your power is very strong, but we are the executors of God's punishment on earth!"

"Today, I will bring divine punishment upon you!"

The priest was surrounded by holy light, and his glasses reflected white light, making it impossible to see his eyes clearly.

He raised the gun sword in his hand high and flew towards Zhang Zhiwei with the sword. The Bible on the hilt of the gun sword glowed and turned into a platinum flame, twisting like a small snake and wrapping around the entire sword.

Zhang Zhiwei was surrounded by an electric field. The air within several meters was highly ionized and sparkling, but it could not hurt Anderson.

His body had been transformed and strengthened by the Vatican. Even without using any abilities, he was invulnerable to swords and guns. It was even stronger than many body protection abilities and horizontal training techniques.

The electric currents in the electric field around Zhang Zhiwei lashed at him like whips, but did not cause any harm at all.

He used his gun sword to clear a path, forcibly cut through the thunder, and came in front of Zhang Zhiwei, launching an attack on Zhang Zhiwei as blazing as a torrent. His offensive was continuous and fierce, full of murderous intent, and he did not defend at all, fighting like a desperado who was willing to exchange his life for another's.

If it were an ordinary person, he would probably be frightened by the opponent's desperate posture and fall into an absolute disadvantage.

But Zhang Zhiwei is different. Not to mention that he has rich combat experience and can fully cope with it, his current incarnation of lightning does not fear the opponent's fighting style of exchanging injury for injury and life for life.

After all, he is just a ball of lightning. You lost your life, but he only lost a ball of Qi.

"You're so brave and aggressive, trying to see whose life is tougher? You're still a little naive!"

Zhang Zhiwei stretched out one hand and grabbed the gun sword in Father Anderson's hand. Lightning surged out from his palm, competing with the holy light on the gun sword, while his other hand slapped Father Anderson on the forehead.

Although Anderson is a priest, his fighting style is even more reckless than Lu Jin who has activated the reverse life. He does not defend himself at all. Instead, he holds the gun sword tightly and stabs towards Zhang Zhiwei's incarnation.

With a loud "bang", the holy light flashed violently, and thunder spread in all directions, leaving lightning marks on the ground.

A fierce battle broke out between the two sides in an instant, and then quickly separated.

Zhang Zhiwei stood still. The priest's sword left a half-meter-long sword scar on his chest. Boiling thunder rolled in the wound, melting the sword and turning it into a page of the Bible, which soon disappeared and turned into ashes.

And his slap landed hard on the priest's face.

Although the lightning incarnation state did not carry Zhang Zhiwei's life cultivation, but after being wrapped in thunder, the force was still quite heavy, causing the priest's head to be pulled to one side, and it looked like his cervical vertebrae were broken.

The priest flew backwards like a kite with a broken string, and seemed to be dead. However, while in mid-air, he suddenly adjusted his body shape and landed safely.

After landing, he twisted his neck, and his head, which was drooping to one side, instantly returned to its original position.

Zhang Zhiwei looked at the priest with some surprise. The slap he just gave could have turned a piece of steel into a discus, but this guy was actually safe and sound. He was truly an outlier in the alchemy system.

The East is a Qi refining system and is better at polishing itself, while the West is an alchemy system and is better at refining external objects. Therefore, Eastern aliens are often better at close combat than Western aliens.

But the man in front of him was obviously different. He had strong melee combat skills, and his physical strength was even stronger than some warriors who specialized in training their muscles, bones and skin. Moreover, he possessed super recovery abilities that horizontal training warriors did not have. He could even recover from a broken neck.

"No wonder he fights as desperately as Old Lu. It turns out that not only is his body strong, but he also has the ability to recover. However, it is not achieved through magic, but more like the strength of the body itself. In this way, he does not seem like a human being."

Zhang Zhiwei stared at the priest and said in a deep voice: "Are you using alchemy to transform yourself?" Before coming to the Magic City, the priest used some means to quickly learn the language here.

So he could understand what Zhang Zhiwei said. Although he didn't know who Lao Lu was, it didn't affect his understanding of other things.

"That's right. This is the pinnacle of alchemy, a power developed to eliminate evil. How can you heretics understand the mystery of it?!"

The priest said in a deep voice, and as he spoke, he stretched out his hand and another gun sword appeared in his hand.

Although he said so, he was at a disadvantage in the fight just now. He originally thought that he could eliminate the heretic by relying on his strong body and the gun sword transformed by the holy magic, but now it seems that his wishful thinking was a bit unrealistic.

The opponent's strength was terrifyingly strong, and when facing him, he had a vague sense of unreality, as if the attack just now had hit nothing.

He couldn't help but wonder, the heretic opposite him didn't seem to be the real one? !
Try again. If it is the original body, then it can be cleared away. If it is not the original body, then there is no need to fight it to the death.

"Using alchemy to transform oneself, turning oneself into a cyborg, disregarding life, and blindly seeking outside, in my opinion, this is actually a very short-sighted behavior, there is no mystery to it. As for what is the mystery?"

Zhang Zhiwei said calmly: "When you see my true body, you will know what is mysterious and what is a mayfly seeing the blue sky!"

Although Anderson's body is very strong, his strength is not all-round. It is just a horizontal training with stronger recovery ability. Compared with the all-round improvement of dual cultivation of sex and life, it is far from it.

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"Shut up!"

"Amen!"

Father Anderson raised his sword again and made a cross gesture. The white-gold holy light behind him surged and turned into countless Bibles that flew out.

These Bible pages connected together and suddenly turned into floating guns and swords, floating behind him.

"Clang, clang, clang..."

The low humming sounds of metal continued to ring out, and densely packed guns and swords roared in like a tidal wave.

"I'll finish you off with one strike!!" the priest shouted.

The gun sword storm spun like a high-speed meat grinder, crushing everything in its path.

"Not worth mentioning!" Zhang Zhiwei snorted coldly.

Amid the dense hum of metal, a loud thunder suddenly broke out.

Immediately, a huge bolt of lightning broke through the sword light, piercing through the densely packed guns and swords, turning them into ashes and disappearing.

For a moment, the sound of each other collapsing was like muffled thunder, and one explosion wave after another came one after another.

Upon seeing this, Father Anderson opened his five fingers, and densely packed guns and swords appeared in his hands again, which he threw towards Zhang Zhiwei. The guns and swords in his hands seemed endless, and each one carried a terrifying force.

However, these methods that had always been effective for him were useless in the face of the terrifying thunder, and were burned to ashes as soon as they were cut out.

The rolling lightning covered the sky and constantly collided with the sharp gun and sword storm.

Both parties were wrestling, but after reaching a certain critical point, they both stopped and moved forward at the same time.

The two men passed each other, and Zhang Zhiwei's incarnation was bathed in lightning, with an invincible aura.

The priest paused for a moment. A huge dent appeared in the middle of his chest. The bones inside were broken by the powerful impact. If it were an ordinary person, this would have been fatal injury.

But for the priest, this was not a serious injury. He would be able to recover quickly and it would not even affect his subsequent battle.

But he no longer had the heart to fight.

Although he already had an idea in his mind, he clearly felt from the previous round of confrontation that the opponent should be just a projection of some kind of power, and the real body was somewhere else.

It is undoubtedly a stupid thing to fight to the death with a projection, not to mention that the projection's real body is still lurking in the dark.

Moreover, judging from the current situation of the battle, once the opponent enters the field, it is very likely that he will not be able to resist.

As the trump card of the Thirteen Departments of the Holy See, Anderson is definitely not someone who cannot distinguish between the primary and the secondary.

He came here with a mission this time, how could he ignore the mission and fight with others mindlessly in a foreign country? !

Since it cannot be solved easily, let's not solve it for now.

"For the Thirteen Departments that enforce the law on behalf of God, all heretics must be eradicated. It's just a matter of time. You... are no exception..."

After saying that, Anderson put away his gun sword, and a large number of platinum-colored pages flew around him again. These pages shrank inward and wrapped him up.

At this moment, the rolling thunder submerged him. With a loud bang, the dense pages of the book exploded, and the priest inside disappeared.

Zhang Zhiwei reached out and took a platinum page of the book, on which golden runes flashed. It was obvious that Father Anderson had escaped through some means.

In fact, when the priest was casting the spell just now, he could have interrupted him, but he didn't.

He is just an incarnation now. Although the power he displays is not weak, without the power of his real body, he is just a floating duckweed and is not suitable for long-term combat.

Of course, he can fight while waiting for the arrival of his true body, but this has little meaning other than being brave and aggressive.

Zhang Zhiwei is actually not a person who likes to use force. The reason why he does it frequently is simply because it is the best way to solve problems.

He had originally brought the people from the Vatican to the Protestant Church to prevent them from causing trouble for him. If he fought them to the death, wouldn't that be asking for trouble? !

(End of this chapter)