Kakarot wanders into the second dimension

"How could Goku be a demon? Is this a mistake? Fucita taught me."

Nexus was shocked. He didn't expect that his future apprentice would be suspected of being a spy.

"I don't need to explain this to you, Elder of Nexus Church. For safety reasons, Sun Wukong must go with me today."

Fucita looked around Nexus and stared at Sun Wukong, speaking firmly.

"Um...well, what is the Holy Light Test?"

When Sun Wukong heard what test they asked him to pass, he immediately asked Nexus.

"That is a special method used by clergy to target evil spirits. Once it is confirmed to be an evil spirit through this test, it will be hunted down by the Holy See."

"Ah? But I'm not a demon..."

Sun Wukong was stunned for a long time, and he couldn't help but feel a little embarrassed when he thought that he was of the same race as Dabra and Mara.

"Haha, Teacher Nexus, is there any misunderstanding here? Speaking of which, I have killed many demons before, so how could I be of the same race as them? Look, with my appearance and skin color, After all, he is a human being, right..."

In order to clear away his suspicion, Wukong pointed at his body deliberately and said.

"It's useless for you to tell me this. You should think carefully about whether you have done anything bad recently, which made Teacher Fucita suspect you."

Nexus glared at him. If one could tell who was a demon just by looking at his face, then the demons in this world would be nowhere to be found.

Is there any need for the church to hunt them down in a big way?

"I don't have time for you to think, Nexus. I don't care about Sun Wukong's relationship with you. If you continue to resist, I will take action myself."

Fucita had exhausted his patience, and he and the other three master-level swordsmen exuded a strong murderous aura.

That aura instantly shocked many students below.

"Haha, wait a minute, I have a question. If I take the Holy Light test with you and it is proven that I am not a demon, can I continue to participate in the competition?"

Sun Wukong turned a blind eye to the terrifying momentum of the four masters.

But he doesn't want to fight these four people at the moment because it involves eating issues.

"I promise, if you pass the Holy Light test, I will no longer embarrass you."

Focita's tone was serious, as if facing an enemy.

If Wukong is really not a lurking demon, then he would have to ask about the soul place.

A warrior who is not a demon, but does not reach the master level, has soul strength that can crush the master level.

He has never been in such a situation.

"That would be great if that's the case."

Wukong frowned, he didn't want to lose the qualification to continue the competition.

"Teacher Nexus, I'll just go with them. There won't be any big problems."

"Well, be careful yourself."

After saying hello to Nexus, Sun Wukong left the scene surrounded by four master swordsmen.

"What do you think this Sun Wukong did? Actually, even the empire's instructor Nelson tacitly allowed the people from the Guyue Kingdom to capture this contestant."

"Just now I seemed to hear the topic of demons being mentioned in their conversation."

"Demons? Could it be that Sun Wukong is related to those evil creatures?"

The four master-level swordsmen left, immediately letting the ninety-nine remaining students on the field feel relieved.

But then there was a whisper, and they were all shocked by the appearance of four master-level swordsmen.

There has never been such a big scene before, four masters came to arrest a Kingdom student.

After all, the rank and power of the master class belong to the upper-level combat power of the empire.

If four people are dispatched at once with such combat power, anyone will have random thoughts.

"Sun Wukong..."

In the crowd, the magic doll Yalusha saw Sun Wukong's retreating back and murmured to herself...

Sun Wukong then followed Fucita and his party to another location in the canyon.

Kings Canyon Administrative Center Building Complex.

This is a specially established office area of ​​the Xien Empire. The most important thing is that there is a branch of the Imperial Church here.

This is a very large temple, surrounded by various churches, where all kinds of people pray.

Priests, servants of God, nuns, monks and priests in plain clothes shuttled among them.

Statues made of sacred stone, and hedges composed of roses, violets, and hollies divide the paths one after another.

Sun Wukong felt that his eyes were very comfortable, and he followed him into the temple without knowing it.

"Dear Bishop Victor, please forgive me for disturbing the Lord's peace."

In the temple, Focita bowed respectfully to a priest who was also wearing a white monastic robe.

"Oh, Focita Rocinio, please bring this person."

The clergyman named Victor held a scepter made of white milky steel in his hand, and some scriptures with divine words painted on them in his other hand.

"I brought it. Please, Lord Bishop, please perform the baptism of God on this man."

"Well, in the face of the power of God, any evil will reveal its true form. Don't worry, I will start now..."

Immediately following the prompts from the master swordsman beside him, Wukong stepped forward in a daze.

"Ah, is this person a god? He doesn't seem very powerful."

Seeing this old man with some white hair, Sun Wukong immediately inquired about his combat power, which was only 182.

"Shut up and don't blaspheme God's messenger!"

When Fucita heard Sun Wukong's loud mouth, she immediately yelled angrily.

"Ah? Haha...I'm just talking, ha...haha..."

A sudden deafening sound from Fucita made Sun Wukong very uncomfortable.

"Come on, if there are demons and evil creatures lurking in your heart, let me see clearly under the holy light."

With a thunk, Victor struck the ground with his scepter, and then pages of scripture flew out of his hand.

A dazzling light suddenly fell from the ceiling of the temple, and it looked like everyone was bathing in a pure white light rain.

“Lord, I again ask for your forgiveness and drive out the ignorance, darkness and demons of the lost, Died VE AROL Si!”

As soon as the spell was cast, a pair of wings of light suddenly appeared behind Victor, as well as the projection of the Creator of Light.

"Appear, MoGut lackeys!"

Victor felt a surge of divine power, and a white divine light shot out from his hand, connected with the pages of scriptures flying in the air, and formed a circle of light to wrap around Sun Wukong.

"Well?"

Within the aperture, Sun Wukong observed carefully, and he found that there was a hint of familiar aura in it.

"Ro!"

Victor exerted his strength and recited another spell, and the halo of light flashed momentarily.

But the image of Sun Wukong holding his head in pain as he imagined did not appear.

There wasn't even a hint of darkness and evil, and he couldn't help but frown.

"No matter who you are, there will be a wave of awe under this divine power. Is this Sun Wukong just like a normal person?"

Victor complained secretly, then slowly withdrew his divine power and exited the Holy Light test ceremony.

"Fucita Rokenio, this person may not be a demon. After testing, he actually doesn't have a trace of dark side deep in his heart. It seems that your doubts can be temporarily dispelled."

"Isn't it possible? Is this Sun Wukong really not a demon?"

"Yes, the power of God cannot lie. Please take him back. I have spent too much of my power today. I want to meditate for a while."

"In that case, I'm bothering the Bishop."

So Fucita took three subordinates and Sun Wukong out of the Imperial Church branch.

"Student Sun Wukong, I would like to apologize to you."

Fucita would not disbelieve in divine power. Since he relied on God to identify Sun Wukong, he had no doubts about the result.

So after proving that Sun Wukong had nothing to do with the demons, he immediately bowed to Wukong.

"Ah? Is the test over?"

"Yes...you can continue to participate in the competition..."

Although Focita apologized, she still looked proud.

"Oh, that's great."

Seeing that he was fine, Sun Wukong was very happy that he could compete again.

Although he can be brutal, he doesn't like pointless feuds.

Second, the college provided a lot of free food, and the little money he earned was just a drop in the bucket.

"I have one last question for you, student Sun Wukong. I hope you will answer it honestly."

Although the doubts about the demon clan have been cleared, for Fucita, the most important doubts remain unsolved.

That is the soul copy of Sun Wukong in the Soul Institute, with ridiculous strength at the peak of the master level.

But now Sun Wukong's true strength is only nine stars at the talent level.

No matter what, he had to find a reasonable explanation for the beating and injuries he received for no reason.

"Your soul was copied by the one in Kingdom Academy, right?"

"Huh? Oh, that seems to be the case. That place called the Soul Institute is really nice. I would like to practice there every day."

Hearing this answer, Focita couldn't calm down.

"Student Sun Wukong, your level is only nine stars of the Talent Level, but your soul copy has greatly surpassed this fact. I hope you can reply to me, what is going on."

"Huh? Haha... Is that so... That's really bad. Well, the soul I copied has special circumstances. How should I explain it to you..."

Hearing Goku's answer, Focita was not satisfied.

"What kind of special situation is this? Student Sun Wukong, I don't like people in the academy lying."

"Ah, how should I say this..."

Facing Fucita's fierce competition, Sun Wukong lowered his head and looked at Fucita with a guilty conscience. He put his fingers on his forehead and felt a headache.

"By the way, Fucita teaches, can you have the final say on where the soul is?"

Fucita was stunned, and she didn't expect to be asked such a question in return.

"I have the absolute authority to decide where the soul is. I should have the final say. What's wrong?"

"If Master Fucita allows me to use the soul place as I please and practices with me, I will tell you the reason. How about that?"

Faced with the service delivered to his door, Wukong suddenly had a bright idea and decided to take a closer look. (To be continued)