My Fusion System: Fusing a Thousand Chickens at the Start

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Chapter 296: Killing A God’s Projection
“My Sky Severing Blade is broken?”

Christina looked at the broken sword in her hand, blinked, and confirmed it once again as if she could not believe it.

The blade, which had previously shone with a frigid glow, dimmed at that point, and there were evident fissures in the blade, reminding her that all of that was real. That was one of the four great platinum-tier weapons in the kingdom, and while it lacked the strongest defense, it was not easily destroyed. One had to be at the peak of the platinum tier if they wanted to destroy the blade.

Was Watson at the peak of platinum-tier?

Christina knew that Watson was stronger than her when she fought him. However, she did not expect Watson to be that much stronger than her. She finally understood what he meant when he said that he was not in the mood to play. If he were serious, then she might not even be able to block a single move.

That was it.

Watson let go of two fingers on his right hand and allowed the half blade to fall into the church’s smooth ground.

Then, he took a step forward. An undisguised violent aura was emitted from his body. The church was filled with a layer of holy power that did not dissipate due to the constant prayers. However, the storm stirred from Watson’s body had blown those away.

“What level is he? Why is his aura so terrifying?”

Waldo, who was hiding behind Arthas, saw Watson at that very moment. His body trembled. Something suppressed his instincts as if he would kneel at any moment.

Even Arthas felt suffocated. As the pope, not only did he have the strength of a gold-tier elite, but he also often communicated with the gods. His heart was strong, but he still feared Watson.

Watson was not tall, but Arthas felt like an ant beneath his feet. If his opponent raised his leg, he could easily crush him to death.

Cold sweat slid down his forehead. If Christina had not stopped him, he would have attacked Watson, and if that had happened, he would have died a horrible death.

“Watson, you—”

When Watson approached her, Christina’s hand that was holding the broken sword trembled. She was about to say something when Watson interrupted her. “Move.”

It was only two words, but it was filled with supreme authority.

Christina subconsciously took two steps backward to make way for Watson, but he did not stop. He walked toward Arthas.

“Leon is my partner in the Blood Rose adventurer team, and he’s also my friend. Bullying my friend is equivalent to bullying me! You said that mentioning the Demoness Cult is disrespectful to the King and the Holy Dragon Kingdom and that it’s rude. You also said that I would suffer consequences that I couldn’t bear. I want to know about those consequences.

“Kid, even though I don’t know how you broke the swordmistress’ weapon, but this is the St. Antilles Cathedral, a place protected by the kingdom’s rules and the gods. I advise you not to be too arrogant.”

Arthas was afraid, but he wanted to keep his dignity.

“You may have misunderstood something. I’m not being arrogant; I’m just stating a fact! If I wanted to deal with someone, then no one would be able to save him, no matter the king or the gods in the heavens.”

Watson’s simple words were like thunder that rumbled in the entire hall.

Boom!

As soon as his voice fell, the cathedral burst with light. Suddenly, the murals on the ceiling moved on their own. A holy aura fell from the distant stars into the cathedral. It turned into the phantom of an illusory god with countless light wheels behind him.