Legendary Beastmaster Zhang Deshuai

A week later, on a vast battlefield, everyone was ready for battle. Zhang Deshuai was wearing shining armor, holding a sharp sword, with an upright posture and a firm look in his eyes. The human queen, the dwarf king, and the elf queen Eluvia also led their own elite troops, with solemn expressions.

The Pope walked forward slowly, holding the blessing staff tightly in his hand. His face was full of solemnity and holiness, and the atmosphere around him was extremely tense.

"Prepare for the baptism of light!" the Pope shouted, his voice resounding through the sky.

Then, he raised his staff, and powerful force instantly surged out of it. The light spread like a surging tide, and the whole world was enveloped by this light. The earth-shaking momentum shocked everyone present.

Zhang Deshuai stared at the incredible scene in front of him with wide eyes, and his heart was filled with surprise. He originally thought that the artifact blessing staff could completely eliminate the darkness, but he didn't expect it to divide the light and darkness into two small worlds.

"This...how could this be like this?" The Dwarf King couldn't help but exclaim.

The human queen also looked incredulous: "Isn't it to completely eliminate the darkness?"

Elvia frowned and fell into deep thought.

Only the Pope had a barely perceptible smugness on his face. In fact, this was exactly what he wanted. In his mind, from now on, this world of light would be ruled by him, and he was God.

As the light continued to burst, light and darkness gradually separated, forming two completely different worlds. In the small world of light, warm light spread to every corner, and there was no trace of darkness.

Everyone looked at this new world with mixed feelings.

Zhang Deshuai said: "Although it is not the result we expected, at least we have a pure world of light."

The human queen nodded: "Perhaps this is also a solution."

The Dwarf King waved his fist and said, "Who cares? As long as there are no dark forces causing trouble, it's fine!"

The Pope then said: "This is God's will, allowing us to create a beautiful future in this bright world."

After a moment's silence, everyone nodded, ready to embrace a new life.

Just when the Pope was delighted to think that his plan had succeeded and that he would from now on hold sole power in this world of light, Zhang Deshuai, the Dwarf King and the Elf Queen stood up.

The Pope stared at Zhang Deshuai and the others in surprise, and the smugness on his face froze instantly. "What do you mean?" The Pope couldn't help but ask, with a tremor in his voice.

Zhang Deshuai took a step forward and said calmly, "Pope, we are leaving and returning to my world."

The Pope's eyes widened, his face full of disbelief: "What? You want to leave?"

The dwarf king crossed his arms over his chest and said gruffly, "That's right, we don't plan to stay here."

Elf Queen Eluvia nodded slightly and said, "We have our own choice."

At this time, the Pope of Light suddenly realized why Zhang Deshuai and his men did not express too strong opposition when he divided the light and dark worlds into small worlds. It turned out that they had already planned to leave.

The Pope's face turned gloomy, and he was secretly calculating in his heart. He knew very well that he could not beat Zhang Deshuai, and even though he was extremely reluctant, he did not dare to forcibly stop him at this moment.

Zhang Deshuai looked at the Pope's changing expression, raised his lips slightly, and said: "Pope, we all know what you are planning. But it doesn't matter to us anymore."

The Pope gritted his teeth and said calmly, "Since you are determined to leave, then go ahead."

Zhang Deshuai smiled, ignored the Pope, turned to the Dwarf King and the Elf Queen and said, "Friends, let's go."

Then, Zhang Deshuai focused his expression, moved his hands quickly, and muttered something. In front of him, the space began to fluctuate violently, and a huge portal slowly emerged.

The portal exuded a mysterious light, and the space vortex inside the portal was deep and fascinating, as if it led to an unknown and wonderful world. The moment the portal appeared, powerful energy fluctuations spread in all directions, setting off a gust of wind that made everyone's clothes rustle.

Zhang Deshuai stood in front of the portal, looked back at the Dwarf King and the Elf Queen, and shouted, "Friends, follow me!"

In front of the huge portal, the scene was busy and orderly. The dwarf king stood in front of a group of dwarves, waving his strong arms vigorously and commanding loudly: "Brothers, line up, come one by one, don't rush!" The dwarves carried huge hammers and bags, took firm steps, and moved towards the portal, their faces full of expectations and longings for a new life.

The Elf Queen Elvia stood gracefully among a group of elves, her voice as clear and sweet as a nightingale: "Dear people, follow the team, we are about to embark on a new journey." The elves, dressed in emerald green robes and holding exquisite bows and arrows, walked lightly into the portal, like green light and shadows.

The druids transformed into various animal forms and moved among the crowd. The war treemen took heavy steps, and each step made the ground tremble slightly. There were also many other races, all moving towards the portal in an orderly manner.

Two-thirds of the human race also chose to follow Zhang Deshuai and his team. They carried their luggage and families, their eyes full of hope for the future.

As for the remaining humans, they looked at each other with confusion and anxiety on their faces.

The Pope of Light stood in the distance, his face so gloomy that it seemed as if water could drip out of it. He clenched his hands into fists, and his body trembled slightly with anger. He looked at the crowd that kept pouring into the portal, his heart filled with resentment: "These are all the power of my faith! How can they just leave like this!"

A clergyman beside him said cautiously: "Your Holiness, what should we do?"

The Pope gritted his teeth and said fiercely: "What else can we do? We can't stop it at all!" His eyes revealed deep helplessness. Although his heart was full of unwillingness, he also knew that he was powerless to change anything.