The young priest smiled gently, his silver hair cascading like the Milky Way, glimmering with a crystal sheen under the moonlight....
He reached out to stop Haseki Dorou, who insisted on getting up, and walked leisurely. One step passed over scattered bricks on the ground, two steps leaped out of the broken stone wall, and three steps stood in the courtyard, calmly approaching Sisko without haste, seemingly just an ordinary priest, and looked no different from a typical young man, yet...
The calm, effortless aura he exuded projected through the champion owl's projection into the palace of the First Prince of the Kakin Empire, causing... Old Colonel Grant and the private soldiers of Benjamin Roast Beef to instinctively squint their eyes. Their fists clenched uncontrollably, as if facing a formidable enemy!
"Is not exhibiting [Ren] caused by disdain for using [Ren]?"
"Or is it that Roy Zoldyck truly as Guzman says, when he stands there, everyone's gaze involuntarily converges on him?"
Silence enveloped the palace at that moment.
Grant coldly glanced at Guzman, the green-haired youth's mysteriously evil pupils obscured by his bangs, solely fixated on Roy on the screen, revealing no emotion.
In this moment, he seemed to recall the day on Meteor Street when Roy pierced his heart with a sword, the pain so intense it almost twisted his face, silently allowing two abnormal redness to creep across his cheeks!
"Knock...Knock...." The faint sound of fingers tapping on the armrest emanates almost imperceptibly from the throne....
Benjamin Roast Beef, with a peculiar Nen Beast crouching behind him resembling a fly with numerous compound eyes, its compound eyes swirling around and targeting Roy on the screen, showcasing a mouth with two rows of sinister sharp fangs, snapped shut in a bizarre smile.....
"Step...Step...." Meteor Street, Pale Church,
At that time, night was deep, the moon climbed to the zenith, wantonly spilling moonlight.....
The sound of footsteps echoed, as if stepping on the strings of one's heart, causing those hiding atop garbage heaps, in dark corners, behind shadows of swaying trees, to swallow saliva like rehearsed, simultaneously.
"Father...."
"A priest who single-handedly killed Ilya Bolton and Guzman, making a big name....."
"A suspected priest of solar faith....."
"Ultimately... he emerged......"
Gazes converged,
Kuroro, Pakunoda, Uvogin, and Nobunaga eagerly awaited...
Across the street, [Pretentious] Belous adjusted the telescope's focus, rotating the drum, unwilling to miss a single detail....
In the courtyard,
Silver-haired and red-headed, as Roy bathed in moonlight, gradually approached, the distance between him and Sisko visibly narrowing,
"Heh heh heh...." The magician laughed, his shoulders trembling, uncertain whether from excitement or another reason, as if longing for this moment for ages, his arms unfurled and revealed a hand of playing cards stretched into an accordion shape to Roy...
The card faces from 2 to Ace, to the Gray Joker and Red Joker, smooth as mirrors, reflecting Roy's face in the moonlight,
Sisko stuck out his tongue with a moan, then suddenly stared at Roy, excited to the point of trembling, saying, "Father, since we parted in Gaslan, I've finally seen you again."
Ten meters, nine meters, eight meters... the distance continued to close....
Sisko seemed oblivious, pulling back the playing cards in his hand, inserting his right hand into his hair, muttering infatuatedly, "You might not expect, for two years, since you smashed me into the wall, I've constantly thought of you, dreamed to stand before you,"
"And this day,"
"is today!"
Five meters, four meters, three meters, one meter, Roy listened quietly, until he finally stopped walking, standing at the spot Haseki Dorou once stood, embedding his feet in Haseki's footprints, calmly looking at Sisko and said, "Have you said enough?"
"Heh heh heh... what if I say it will never be enough?" Sisko inserted his hands into his waist, nearly at arm's length, squinting at Roy and said, "What do you intend to do?"
Roy did not respond, but extended his right hand, clenched his fist, opening the Acupoints within, allowing Nen to surge forth, similarly striking out a seemingly ordinary straight punch at Sisko!
With the [Scorching True Intent] punch, using the same "Flame Breathing," yet the overwhelming heat wave that surged forth, the golden burning flames enveloping completely, caused Sisko's narrow eye slits to uncontrollably shrink, before he could react, Roy's punch had already hit his shoulder blade,
sending him flying straight away!
"Pfft...." A mouthful of old blood spurted out....
The red-haired youth curled up like a shrimp, crashing through five or six garbage heaps consecutively, sliding backward nearly two hundred meters before stopping, buried under the heaps with a "crash~," just like Haseki Dorou, kicked away in an instant, vanishing without a sound.
Fast... so fast... Fast enough that despite seeming slow-moving, apparently catchable, actually, it was so fast that it blinded the naked eye, surprising the onlooking Kuroro, Uvogin, Nobunaga, and the scouts dispatched by the Meteor Street elders, all widening their eyes in shock!
"Hey~ Hey~ No way? What just happened?"
"How did that guy get blown away?"
"Not sure... but I think I saw the priest raise his hand just now,"
"Hiss——" The sound of drawing in a cold breath erupted after the initial silence, as Sisko got buried under the trash heap, exploding into chaos....
Kuroro and Pakunoda exchanged a look, having seen Roy's miraculous feats before, yet never expected, juxtaposed with Haseki Dorou, to be astounded to such a terrifying degree!