Chapter 662 Was this William's way of the sword?
Alice's gaze shifted from Jesus to Loki, sensing the tension in the air gradually rising.
Although Jesus spoke calmly, Loki's eyes revealed defiance and disagreement.
Known for his pride and competitiveness, Loki was not willing to change his stance just because of a few words from Jesus.
"Jesus, I respect your strength, but I do not agree with your path," Loki's voice grew colder, "In the Divine Realm, power is everything. Without power, you don't even have the right to stand and speak."
Jesus's face remained calm, but his eyes started to become serious. "Loki, there is much you need to learn. Power is not for ruling and oppression, but for protection and service. If you persist in this belief, I'm afraid we cannot continue together."
"Then let's prove whose path is correct with power!" Loki suddenly unleashed a strong energy surrounding him, challenging Jesus with his gaze.
"Master, I find this Loki to be overly arrogant. Today, I wish to teach him a lesson, if that's permissible?"
Alice didn't respond directly,she had thought that finding Jesus would mean they could move on to the next destination.
She looked back at William, wondering what to do.
William simply smiled and said, "They are both your disciples, you decide."
He appeared utterly uninvolved.
"Then you two take your time fighting; I'll wait outside the city," Alice said before turning to leave, unwilling to force Jesus and Loki to get along.
But who knew how long these two would stick with her?
Would she have to play peacemaker every time?
Jesus didn't seem as benign as portrayed on television. A fight might be good, both being powerful deities, to see who was stronger. This could also establish their positions within the team, making future management easier!
If one accidentally got killed, it would be less trouble for her.
William remained silent behind her. Just as they stepped out of the main hall, the entire building collapsed thunderously.
Although Jesus had dispersed his divine power, his followers were widespread. Strengthened by the faith of numerous believers, his physical body was incredibly strong, hence he didn't fear the confrontation.
Even if Loki was powerful, in terms of physical might, he was utterly outclassed.
Loki wielded the Mind Stone Scepter in a frenzy of attacks, while Jesus countered with just his fists, a display of brazen arrogance.
"Let's wait outside the fortress!" William knew these two could potentially dismantle the entire fortress in their clash, even possibly fighting for days and nights on end.
He had plenty of delicacies waiting to be shared with Alice, so why not set up a stove outside the fortress, eat, and wait?
Stepping out of the fortress, Alice saw William wave his hand, and a Celestial Furnace appeared on the open ground in front of them.
Just as the foolish Amy would think pigs are edible, but kittens are not.
In the understanding of normal human females, terrifying animals are not something they dare eat. Like Ghidorah, this bizarre nine-headed bird, logically should also be off the menu, but if they had to choose one to eat, it would definitely be him...
At the point of William's sword, Ghidorah curled up in fear, its nine heads drooping as it cried, "Mr. Johnson, could you spare my life?"
"Spare you? Of course," William slowly approached Ghidorah, "I just want something to eat. Which part of your body are you willing to offer? My sword is quick; it won't hurt much."
Ghidorah hesitated, then suggested, "How about I offer two wings?"
Wings can regrow if one is strong enough, as long as it's not the head...
William extended two fingers and said, "Two heads along with the necks, and two wings. Your necks taste quite good, and I do enjoy roasted wings."
The number of Ghidorah's heads represented its strength. Removing two would drop its level from the peak of Supreme Deity directly to the peak of Creator Deity.
But if it didn't agree...
That would mean no life at all!
"Mr. Johnson, please enjoy!" Ghidorah extended two of its necks, having resigned to its fate!
Since the last battle with William and the conversations in the alternate space of William's spatial storage ring with Hydra, Ghidorah knew William's strength was beyond its imagination.
Even Odin and Uranus were mere children in front of William.
Seeing Ghidorah so compliant, William didn't say much. With a swift motion of his sword, two heads along with their long necks and two wings were cleanly severed and fell to the ground.
Ghidorah's wounds healed almost instantly.
As for its heads and wings, after William's gentle touch, all the feathers were gone, leaving them clean.
Alice watched, spellbound, by the side. In that instant, William had executed 1,800 sword strikes, each one precise and meticulous...
After sheathing his sword, Alice was still lost in the sight of where William had struck.
Wasn't this far more direct than the memories shown by the Sword Spirit of the Sword of Soulbreaker?
Was this William's way of the sword?
Alice stood still, her understanding of swordsmanship soaring rapidly.
William turned to look deeply at Alice, casually throwing the Sword of Soulbreaker, which landed next to Alice's feet.
At this moment, dark clouds gathered to the east of Shire city, bringing a terrifying and malevolent aura sweeping in...