I Have Infinite Skill Points-Chapter 612 Tense Situation

The Saintess burned with Star Power, burning her life as she resolutely collided with the Hell Monarch’s Different Dimensional Space. The Hell Monarch looked up at the Saintess with a cold gaze, his face showing an expression of ashamed rage.

"Ruth, aren’t you afraid that I will reveal your and the Pope’s scandal to the whole world?"

"I am the Papacy’s Saintess; the glory of the Heaven God Sect is my mission. To death with you—"

Clutching the Holy Grail, the Saintess smashed it down towards the Hell Monarch’s Different Dimensional Space with all her might, while the Hell Monarch hurriedly stretched out his arms, his Dark Power billowing and enveloping the entire Different Dimensional Space.

"BOOM—" A terrifying blast wave swept from the center of the collision, destroying the entire altar. The blast went on to spread around the Papacy, instantly turning the surrounding buildings to dust in its wake.

CRACK—

A crisp sound echoed as a crack suddenly appeared above the Hell Monarch’s Different Dimensional Space. At the same time, a crack also appeared on the Holy Grail held by the Saintess.

The Hell Monarch’s face turned pale. Without any hesitation, he quickly abandoned the Different Dimensional Space and fled.

"BOOM—" As the Hell Monarch made his escape, the Different Dimensional Space lost its sustaining power and violently shattered. The Saintess, regardless of the brutal impact force she was facing, charged toward the fleeing Hell Monarch amid the terrifying tide of energy.

"Ruth, you deserve to die!" the Hell Monarch shouted coldly, as ripples emanated from his fingertips. Instantly, black inscriptions appeared on the Saintess’s face.

The Skill Form that had been suppressed by the Holy Grail now burst forth as the grail’s restraint was lost. Black fog then rose around the Saintess. Suddenly, pitch-black flames ignited, engulfing her.

Even transformed into a fiery figure, the Saintess continued to pursue the Hell Monarch with the Holy Grail. At that moment, the space around the Hell Monarch twisted, and he disappeared without a trace amid the ripples.

"BEEP BEEP BEEP—"

Just then, the Time-Space Gemstone Detector placed in the hotel suddenly sounded an alarm. "Reporting to Agent Dyson, Agent Wang Lan, the location of the Time-Space Gemstone has been detected."

"Where?"

"Coordinates are in... Siberia, the location of Demon City."

"Why couldn’t it be detected earlier?" Dyson asked, puzzled.

"Previously, the Time-Space Gemstone must have been kept within the Hell Monarch’s personal Different Dimensional Space. Now that the Saintess has shattered the Different Dimensional Space, the Time-Space Gemstone has nowhere to hide and has naturally been detected."

Dyson nodded silently and walked to the window, looking out at the Papacy’s Temple, which had almost turned to ruins. "It was quite a fierce battle."

"This was a battle for the dignity of God’s Country. Although they didn’t win, they at least demonstrated the will of God’s Country. The Unparalleled Knight and Saintess are dead, and the Pope is critically injured. However, this battle eliminated the Hell Monarch’s greatest advantage, making the Hell Monarch much easier to deal with now."

"I’ll notify the Star Soul Realm experts to assemble. By the way, Wang Lan, doesn’t Jade Country have a super-strong individual, King Jiangshan? How about inviting him over?"

"The distance from Jade Country to God’s Country is merely a moment for King Jiangshan. Let’s not bother him for now," Wang Lan said indifferently, his hands behind his back. "If the assembly of Star Soul Realm experts isn’t a match for the Hell Monarch, it will still be timely enough to ask King Jiangshan for help then."

Wang Lan wasn’t unwilling to act in this battle; he simply couldn’t. Without the consent of God’s Country, the International Security Council’s assistance agents could not act rashly.

Wang Lan had taken action before but had ultimately only sampled the battle. For one thing, the Hell Monarch, possessing a Different Dimensional Space, was indeed too powerful; Wang Lan could have been instantly killed if he had fully committed to the fight. Secondly, this was God’s Country’s own war.

Now that the dust had settled, God’s Country, though in a dire state, had managed to fight the Hell Monarch to a draw.

Night fell, and the entire City of Angels was engulfed in dead silence. The turmoil of the day had turned the City of Angels into a ghost town. The Holy Light Array had been destroyed, the power system had been wrecked, and as far as the eye could see, the world was pitch dark.

"KNOCK KNOCK KNOCK—" A knocking sound arose. Jiang Xinyu went to the door and opened it, revealing Yulia’s arrival.

Wang Lan was slightly taken aback by the Holy Grail Yulia carried, but then he understood. In God’s Country, who else now had the right to wield the Holy Grail? The Saintess was dead. Yulia might well be the strongest female Star Martial Warrior in all of God’s Country; most of the Cardinal Bishops were probably just at the peak of the Star Sea Realm.

"Congratulations on becoming the new Saintess," Wang Lan said with a faint smile, because he really didn’t know what else to say.

"Wang Lan, I want to ask you to help treat Lord Pope," Yulia said with a deep bow, speaking earnestly.

"God’s Country’s medical level is unparalleled in the world. Is there really no one who can treat the Pope’s injuries?" Jiang Xinyu asked doubtfully.

"While God’s Country’s Medical Star Martial Techniques are formidable, they pale in comparison to Wang Lan’s. Moreover, the foremost medical Star Martial Practitioner in God’s Country used to be the Saintess, but now she has fallen. Today’s battle inflicted serious injuries on the Pope, but the Papacy is currently in a critical transitional period and cannot be without the Pope at the helm. So, I implore you to lend your aid, Wang Lan, and treat the Pope," Yulia pleaded.

This was a legitimate reason, and Wang Lan could not refuse; refusing could cause an international dispute. Besides, Wang Lan had glanced at the Pope from a distance after the battle. To say that the Pope was like a lamp running out of oil was no exaggeration; even Eld Di’s state after his ultimate battle with the Giant Demon was much better than the Pope’s current condition.

Although worried that the Pope might take the opportunity to cause trouble, the Pope seemed to be in no position to do so, probably lacking the capacity for mischief at the moment.

So, after hesitating for a moment, Wang Lan nodded. "You go out first, I have a few instructions for my teammates."

Yulia did not ask what it was about, but silently stood up and walked outside the door.

"Xinyu, Xiangwen, if something happens tonight, you must have Dyson escort you out of God’s Country immediately. I’ve already given the order to Major General Dyson. As soon as there’s any movement, he’ll execute it immediately. By then, don’t be foolish and refuse to leave."

"What? Is there danger?" Jiang Xinyu quickly asked in a tense tone.

"What kind of danger could there be?" Xu Xiangwen said nonchalantly. "If there was any danger, Lanzi would’ve teleported back to our country a long time ago."

"Xiangwen understands me best; there’s nothing in this world that can keep me from escaping. Even the God Warriors from the Demon World couldn’t stop me from leaving or staying when I wished, could they?"

"Alright, just be careful."

After giving his instructions, Wang Lan left the room and flew to the Papacy under Yulia’s guidance. The Papacy was already under full martial law: a Holy Knight Squad was stationed every three steps, and a Cardinal Bishop stood guard every ten steps.

The Pope’s Palace was located in the fourteenth palace of the Holy Territory. To reach it, one had to pass through the palaces of twelve bishops. Yulia escorted Wang Lan to the Palace of the Saintess and was about to take Wang Lan to the Pope’s Palace when they were stopped by six Cardinal Bishops.

"Yulia, you can just escort him to the Palace of the Saintess. The area ahead is the Pope’s private chamber; you may not enter without the Pope’s command. Furthermore, you have just taken possession of the Holy Grail. Making a pact with it is your priority."

"But..."

"There are no buts; this is an order from the Pope."

Hearing this, Wang Lan revealed a cold smirk. It seemed the Papacy truly did not harbor any good intentions. However, what Wang Lan didn’t understand was, why would the Pope care so much about me, a mere titled Star Martial Warrior who had not even reached the Star Soul Realm?

Wang Lan lacked the adventurous spirit to ’venture into a tiger’s den to get a tiger’s cub,’ and he did not possess the arrogance to test danger. Therefore, at this point, he stopped in his tracks.

"It seems the Pope has regained consciousness already. Since the Pope is awake, the medical Star Martial Practitioners of God’s Country should be able to treat him with their abilities. My help isn’t needed. Farewell!"

"Please wait, Wang Lan," a voice as gentle as a breeze came and reached Wang Lan’s ears. "I still invite you to come up for a chat."

"Does Lord Pope plan to compel me to come?" Wang Lan sent his voice covertly towards the direction of the sound waves.

"Wang Lan, you speak too harshly."

Suddenly, a powerful presence appeared in the sky. In the night sky, the Starlight was dazzling; twelve constellations simultaneously appeared in the sky, and they were extraordinarily bright.

The area covered by these twelve constellations was not the Palace of the Saintess where Wang Lan was. Instead, it was the nearby hotel where the International Security Council was staying. This sight caused Wang Lan’s expression to change drastically, and murderous intent flared in his eyes.

"Lord Pope—" Yulia’s face turned pale instantly, and she called out in shock.

"Yulia, I just wanted to have a chat with Wang Lan, there’s no ill intent."

"The Pope says there’s no ill intent, but why encompass the International Security Council’s hotel within your attack domain?"

"Yulia, what tone are you using to speak to His Holiness? Do you also plan to betray the Church?"

This "also," like a sharp blade, pierced into Yulia’s heart because her mentor, the former Saintess, had indeed betrayed the Papacy before her valiant fight against the Hell Monarch, though she perished.

Yulia’s complexion changed drastically. Finally, she slowly knelt down, placing the Holy Grail on the ground. "Yulia is the Church’s new Saintess, but at the same time, a level six agent from the International Security Council. Now that the Church’s business is concluded, it’s time for me to return to my post."

Saying this, she slowly moved beside Wang Lan. "I know if you want to leave, no one in God’s Country can stop you. Don’t worry about Jiang Xinyu. If God’s Country intends to use them to threaten you, they must kill me first. Rest assured, God’s Country wouldn’t be willing to pay that price."

Wang Lan’s lips curled into a slight cold smile. "Would you actually betray God’s Country for us, a few people with whom you have little connection?"

"It’s not a betrayal, but a correction. What I’m doing is not for you all but for God’s Country. What happened thirty years ago cannot be allowed to happen a second time; if it occurs again, God’s Country will definitely be doomed."

With these words, Yulia ascended into the air and disappeared into the night in the blink of an eye.

"Yulia, if you dare leave, I will strip you of your title as Saintess!" a Cardinal Bishop bellowed furiously.

"If I don’t go, then I am unworthy of the title of Saintess," came Yulia’s detached voice from the heavens.

"SIGH—" A long sigh traveled through the air, and in the sky, the Star Palace Array vanished without a trace.

A beam of starlight suddenly shone. Countless stars twisted and shimmered like fireflies before Wang Lan, and as the fireflies dispersed, the figure of the Pope was revealed.