"It's impossible! Master Fluffy's dead!
That guy's the devil. He killed Master Fluffy in just one move!"
The rest of the holy knights all turned various shades when they saw the crime scene. They could only gape at it as their minds refused to accept what they were seeing.
It was beyond anyone's imagination that Austin would fell a well-known knight from the middle ages whose heroic deeds were still told far and wide even in the present.
Seeing him die in just one move was a huge blow for everyone who knew him.
"He's a monster! All the old sayings were right. This land's full of monsters!"
Righteous indignation filled the faces of the other knights as they stared at Austin but deep in their hearts, they felt nothing but fear, true fear.
"That was an amazing move! My master's truly extraordinary. Look, even the holy knights from ancient times isn't a match for him!"
Yulia excitedly applauded behind Austin.
"All of you belong to the grave as you're all out of time already. Living in this brand new world must be torture for you.
Let me do all of you a favor and send you to hell!"
Austin sneered down as he stalked towards them like a predator itching for the kill.
"Our honor and glory as holy knights won't be desecrated by this devil!
Let's kill him! Come!"
One of the holy knights pumped his fist in the air and rallied his allies.
"We're gods' soldiers. Our gods are with us and will bless us!" another shouted.
"Gods, please give me the power to suppress this monster in front of us! Please!"
Every single one of them earned countless glories and hard-won achievements in the ancient days. None of them would back down even in the face of an overwhelming enemy.
Moreover, numerous satellites watched over them while many people monitored their every move.
Lots of priests watched them through crystal balls using their ancient secret skills and would surely take every move they made to heart, remembering it for future judgments.
If any of them took a step back or showed a hint of fear, whatever reputation or glory they bled to earn would be forever ruined.
On the other hand, Austin was equally aware of all the eyes watching their fight. Whatever move he used would be transmitted to their audience without delay.
"Ha-ha... every single one of you sitting on your high horses in fancy rooms! Why did you send these disabled veterans in the first place? You know well that you sent them to their deaths, right?
It seems like the Novel Court has nothing else to give
to destroy the dignity of our Novel Court.
Simply put, he wants to humiliate us.
In that case, let's play along and see how many people he can handle.
Let's take this opportunity to let the eastern martial arts world see how powerful we are. I believe we can do it.
Heed my orders. Call for as many forces as we can to intercept Austin.
Drum up every possible fighter, regardless if they're from ancient clans, alien races, or mercenaries made up of independent cultivators. Contact all the major politicians of every country and ask them to send their most advanced technological weapons, warships, and even all their nuclear bombs."
An ugly expression twisted the old priest's face as he stared at nowhere.
"Your Grace, do we catch him alive?
I'm afraid those war machines are too much for a man made of flesh. What if we accidentally take his life?"
the dark-skinned servant asked in confusion.
"I don't think so. I can tell from his recent fighting that he's restrained his power. It won't be easy to kill him.
We have to do everything we can. Let's see how strong his real strength is.
Go ahead.
Let's surprise him."
Each word came out slowly as a dangerous light that mirrored the red of his robes appeared in the priest's eyes.
"As you wish."
The dark-skinned servant bowed and left.
"Austin, I don't care what you're capable of. You won't succeed even if you manage to make it in this headquarters. I'm waiting for you. Don't disappoint me.
We'll show you what true power is. There's a reason our court has such a long history. You're far too young to understand!"
A cold sneer filled with a world of hate appeared on the priest's face.