Trafford's Trading Club

Chapter 1614: Chapter 341: Output Relies on Staring

Unhuman Domain, the territory of the Holy Church, before the monastery.

Angel Hamaliel was greatly alarmed in his heart, even feeling a sense of unreality… In fact, encountering strong opponents in the Sub-world, even opponents he might not be able to defeat, was something he had considered as a prominent member of the Heavenly Expedition Corps, and indeed had encountered before.

But who were they?

Those were powerful beings exploring The Origin from the Void! They had transcended the limits of a world and had been moving in the dimensional rift for an unmeasurable amount of time! The strength of such powerful beings was undeniable; some of them had even reached the definition of Deities to some extent.

But this is a human, indeed a human!

How could Heaven not have the means to investigate humans?

At this moment, the life fluctuation of the man in the white suit was, without a doubt, human… just one among the countless humans in the infinite Sub-worlds!

But… what just happened?

He, Angel Hamaliel, a Four-winged Angel with powerful combat capabilities among the mid ranks, was directly captured by a human without any power to resist!

No… this must be a powerful being disguised as a human from the dimensional rift!

In an instant, Angel Hamaliel’s thoughts were cleared, and his shock turned into concern… He hadn’t expected that shortly after his arrival, he would encounter such a strong being hiding in the dimensional rift within the Sub-world.

As for the words said by the man in the white suit about meditation training—Angel Hamaliel didn’t take them to heart at all… At this moment, this angel, both astonished and terrified, was quickly contemplating how to escape from a powerful being in the dimensional rift.

Heaven, theoretically, does not belong to the dimensional rift, but is connected to it—like countless Sub-worlds.

If one were to compare Sub-worlds or special spaces like Heaven to islands, then the dimensional rift would be like the water filling the spaces between these islands… the dimensional rift is like a chaotic ocean, permeating the external world of every special space.

Thus, over the long run, as an island in the ocean of dimensional rifts, Heaven has welcomed many strong beings exploring The Origin from the rift. In most cases, Heaven can maintain friendly relations with these powerful beings—except for those dark creatures that are inherently incompatible due to inherent clashes, which are kept at bay; Heaven, in the vast and boundless ocean of dimensional rifts, is theoretically a neutral ground.

This powerful being disguised as a human hiding in the Sub-world initially didn’t really intend to kill Angel Denis—it was only due to Angel Denis’s fall.

Therefore, thinking as Heaven’s representative, there should still be an opportunity to negotiate with the other party.

At this moment, Angel Hamaliel looked at the strong being disguised as a human before him, stood up, and showed a demeanor neither humble nor arrogant, “I am Hamaliel, the captain of the vanguard camp of the Heavenly Expedition Corps, one of Archangel Michael’s Seventy-Two Mid-Rank Angels… May I know where your honor hails from?”

The man in the white suit frowned first upon hearing this, then fell into deep thought… Angel Hamaliel saw the man silent, realizing that the name of Heaven likely made him hesitant, and wasn’t in a hurry, waiting for him to think carefully before making a decision.

“Farael.” The man in the white suit suddenly said: “My name.”

Farael?

Angel Hamaliel instinctively frowned. This name seemed familiar somewhere… The doubt in his heart flashed briefly, then inspiration struck, and he recalled where he had heard it!

Not too far back in time… practically on the same day—before entering the Unhuman Domain, he had actually heard the name Farael within the Holy Church!

The most vicious and strongest Mad Knight in history, who single-handedly suppressed the Paladin Camp of the Holy Church for an era! Before Farael went on a mad slaughter spree among his comrades, wherever the Twelve Knights of the Round Table went, even the Paladins of the Holy Church had to temporarily step aside!

This man is Farael… isn’t he a strong being from the dimensional rift disguised as a human?!

Yet at this moment, Farael clearly did not have the same kind of thoughts as Angel Hamaliel. He simply suddenly brightened his gaze, sizing up this Angel Lord, and unexpectedly asked, “You just said, you’re one of the Seventy-Two Mid-Rank Angels under the Archangel Leader, how do you rank among the seventy-two?”

Angel Hamaliel opened his mouth… He was still unsure of this person’s background and was astonished by the other’s question. Meanwhile, considering the other’s strength, he frowned and deliberated, “Theoretically, the power of the Seventy-Two War General Angels differs only slightly, but if we must make distinctions, I should be at the forefront.”

“The top ten is also forefront, the top twenty is also forefront, the top thirty is!” Farael bluntly replied, “Exactly how much in the forefront?”

The anger Angel Hamaliel had just suppressed suddenly surged again, but facing such an unreasonable strength, he strategically avoided confrontation, reluctantly saying, “Among the Seventy-Two War General Angels, those stronger than me are, at least, over sixty! Not to mention the Seraphs above! As for Archangel Michael and the like, once they make a move, they could suppress the will of the Sub-world… you can imagine!”

Suppression is possible, but not something that can be done easily… Otherwise, Heaven’s Expedition Corps would have long since swept through the Sub-worlds.

Most of those who can suppress are those worlds with low levels of civilization development, still in the primitive stage—but Angel Hamaliel would certainly not show weakness in front of powerful beings outside of Heaven.

“Is there truly such strength?” Farael’s eyes lit up at this moment, full of a frenzied look as if he wanted to swallow Angel Hamaliel whole.

For some reason, Angel Hamaliel suddenly felt uneasy, but the strength of Heaven was indeed indisputable, so he snorted coldly.

To his surprise, Farael was delighted at this moment, “Great! Since there are such powerful angels, then please summon them all down! Since you can descend here, that means you must have a way to descend more!”

“What?!” Angel Hamaliel was stunned, eyes wide open.

“I can’t get out!” Farael stated then, “And I don’t plan to leave, so you must call them in here! There are devils here, and you’re angels, perfect to join me in dealing with them!”

“Devils?” Angel Hamaliel was instantly shocked, blurting out: “Are there already devils lurking from the Hell of the Demonic Realm here?”

“What Hell of the Demonic Realm?” Farael frowned, “I’m talking about them! Them!”

“Who are they?” Angel Hamaliel instinctively frowned!

“Them! It’s them!” Farael seemed extraordinarily chaotic at this moment, even his eyes were frenzied with frenzy, his face suddenly turned pale, “They know man’s heart, they bring endless temptation! Anyone with desires in their heart cannot resist them! They are pervasive, they are undying and indestructible!”

“So who exactly are these ‘them’ you speak of?” Angel Hamaliel gritted his teeth, despite the risk of provoking the man’s rage, he had to express his current dissatisfaction!

— Damn it, everything starts and ends with ‘them,’ who exactly are ‘they’?!

“Them!!” Farael grew increasingly mad, suddenly reaching out to grab the collar of this mid-ranked angel, eyes bloodshot, “Them! Don’t you know! Them!! I’m talking about them!! They’re incredibly terrifying!! Got it?!”

Angel Hamaliel tried to struggle, but to his horror found himself unable to break free from Farael’s grip… Is a human’s strength actually this terrifying?!

— But who exactly are ‘they’?!

— No wonder he’s called the Mad Knight… this person is clearly a complete madman, his calm appearance is merely a chaotic state, instantly turning mad when stimulated?

This is truly difficult for the Angel Hamaliel, who suddenly realizes that communication with this mad knight might not be on the same wavelength.

“I understand now.” At this moment, Farael unexpectedly lets go of both hands, “You’re afraid too… Just like them, you’re also afraid—how foolish of me to think you angels could resist them? I’m so foolish! Angels that fall so easily are nothing but fodder when faced with them! I’m so foolish!”

The Angel Hamaliel, having freed itself at this moment, shows an uncertain expression—mockery, disdain, the sheer insult… In a short time, it has been infuriated by Farael to the brink of wanting to abandon everything, break away from its descent vessel, and even at the risk of being suppressed and expelled by the will of this sub-world, utilize its true power to purify this mad knight!

It is at this moment.

Not far off, figures rapidly approach, unexpectedly led by the last Descending Angel, in a hurry arrive the Holy Church’s Paladin Camp and the clergy of the priest team.

“Is that… Farael!?”

Unlike the Descending Angels who have a delay in information about this sub-world, a red-robed hub within the Holy Church immediately recognizes Farael’s identity.

As one of the ultra-ancient extraordinary organizations in the present world, and a colossal force on the Oth Continent, how could the Holy Church not have records about the mad knight Farael?

Although Farael’s era is a century ago—Farael has been imprisoned in Britain, whether alive or dead unknown, but recently news of Farael’s jailbreak came out, and the Holy Church naturally retrieved these century-old records at once.

Since this red-robed hub called out Farael’s name, the Holy Church immediately fell into quite a turmoil—especially the paladins of the Paladin Camp.

The Paladins almost none are from the same era as the mad knight Farael… For these new-generation paladins, the fiercest and most evil mad knight in history, many thought it exaggerated—the Holy Church has greatly advanced compared to a hundred years ago!

In the flourishing development of modern science, the Holy Church has greatly improved both in the training of paladins and the cultivation of clergy, they consider themselves possessing more advanced techniques, more scientific training methods, and stronger power compared to seniors from a hundred years ago!

“Hmm, this is what they call the mad knight? I’d like to see if it’s as powerful as legends say.” A young paladin snorts coldly at this moment.

Under the guidance of the Descending Angel, they hurriedly arrived, without seeing the scene where Farael defeated Angel Denis, nor knowing that the stronger Angel Hamaliel had already met with difficulties.

The Angel Hamaliel frowned, intending to rebuke this arrogant fellow when suddenly, a figure seemed to sweep by… Farael!

The Angel Hamaliel was immediately shocked, feeling chilled to the bone… It hasn’t felt such fear for a long time, but within a short time, it has felt it twice!

Within an instant, Farael was standing in front of this young, provocatively speaking paladin—Farael did not make a move, but merely stared at the opponent.

Only to see the young paladin’s expression freeze, then within a breath, the young paladin shouted loudly, and like mad, screamed in terror… suddenly collapsed on the ground!

Breakdown!

At this moment, the young paladin has completely lost all reason, collapsing to the ground, trembling while clutching his head like a disable…

“Weak will, failed!” Farael shook his head, then glanced around at everyone, coldly said: “Next!”

With just a glance, making the young paladin’s will collapse, fall to the ground, it seems if unable to walk out of this shadow, the young paladin’s career is at its end… Such terrifying gaze, instantly made the knights and priests of the Holy Church feel immense fear.

Next?

As time passed by, Farael remained standing, but all present… Even the Angel Hamaliel, and the last two-winged Descending Angel, felt their scalp tingle, even hearing their strong, rapid heartbeat.

But these knights and priests don’t move, which doesn’t mean the action-oriented Farael doesn’t move—he walked past them one by one.

“Too basic! No!”

“Will is decent! Potential is lacking! Failed!!”

“Go away!”

“Have you killed anyone!? Coward not wanted!”

“This can be called a paladin? In those days, a paladin could crush you with a finger! Go back and remake!”

“You also go away!”

Just like that, walking past one by one, with every word, a paladin instantaneously fell to the ground… Within a few minutes, the Holy Church’s dispatched paladins were all lying on the ground… Among these so many paladins, only one veteran paladin managed to stand, but the evaluation received was merely “Potential exhausted”…

“It’s over, it’s over…”

The red-robed hub looked at this batch of completely collapsed knights on the ground… Nearly two-thirds of the Holy Church’s painstakingly cultivated contemporary paladin camp!

Yet these prides of the Holy Church have now mentally collapsed… wasted!

On the rare occasion of a task, hoping to garner some achievements to enhance his competitive capital after the Pope retires, the red-robed hub nearly fainted at this moment.

Until Farael had finished assessing all the knights present and then directed his gaze towards the priests in the priest team, did the red-robed hub finally succumb to the heavy pressure and faint.

Thud… Collapse.

The sound was soft, yet it prompted Farael to turn his head… He casually glanced around, then snorted coldly, “Trash! Even a red-robed hub, has the Holy Church really declined over time?”

Wah—!

In the priest team, a younger girl could no longer withstand the terror before her, and suddenly fell to the ground, crying.

Farael didn’t even glance at her, directly walked past to stand before a clergyman… this clergyman instantly fainted.

At this moment, the mad knight’s eyes were filled with an increasingly intense kill lust, the terrifying killing intent spread, yet at this moment, something seemed to directly press down from above, like low pressure descending, forcibly suppressing the killing intent by three parts.

Only to see a flicker of light, a man and a woman appeared above in mid-air… The male wore a white robe, holding an extremely long magic wand, as for the female, she timidly hid behind the man’s back.

“Farael, long time no see… But scaring them one by one like this, can you truly discover talent this way? After this, the Holy Church might not let you off easily.”

Farael frowned, looking up, not angry but delighted, “Master Radiance!”