Breeding Dragons From Today
Breeding Dragons From Today - Chapter 216: Peak Saint-Level, Stanley

The dragon had signed a contract with the humans. The only way to break the contract was to kill one of them. It was easy to imagine what would happen to Joelson. The young man revealed a regretful expression.

The old man looked at him and said with relief, "There are countless geniuses in the saint-level. There are many young experts who are even more talented than Joelson Edward. Ai Newman. There's no need to feel sorry for an enemy of the light."

"Yes, teacher."

The young man known as Ai Newman nodded solemnly.

At this moment, the old man's expression changed, and he said calmly, "They're here."

Ai Newman subconsciously looked into the distance.

This small town that was isolated in the wilderness was surrounded by flat land. Many people saw it as well, and gasps rang out.

They could only see that from the mist of the wilderness, a malevolent, enormous figure was flying towards them.

They were getting closer.

Everyone saw it.

It was a terrifying dark golden dragon.

On the back of the dragon stood a handsome young man. He had an unspeakable calmness and confidence.

The young man was holding a thick chain made of dark blue flames. The chain hung down and bound a dispirited young man.

The people in the small town cheered excitedly.

"It's the Violet Glory!"

"Joelson Edward! It's really him! I didn't expect him to pass by here!"

"That chicken-like kid is the authority of God, right? Haha! How delightful!"

Most of the Rangers, mercenaries, and adventurers were naturally unhappy with the arrogant Holy See and the believers.

Joelson went against the holy church in front of the entire continent and ruthlessly slapped the Holy Church's face. Naturally, he was regarded as a legend and hero by these people.

"Trash!"

Ai Newman cursed in a low voice and said unhappily, "Since you've already humiliated the Holy Light, you might as well die bravely!"

The old man walked forward quickly and said indifferently, "Ai Newman, get ready to act."

"Yes, teacher!"

Joelson looked at the small town that had suddenly appeared in front of him and was slightly surprised.

"I didn't expect there to be people here."

Joelson pulled the chain in his hand out of boredom. The blue flames roasted Chesterton and made him scream in pain.

The holy light on his body was so thin that it was almost invisible. He had been tortured by Joelson many times along the way and had become a toy for Joelson to kill time.

Joelson did not need to guess to know that there must be people from the Church of Light hiding in this town.

His route was direct to the Misty Mountains. The people of the Church of Light were not fools. They would definitely be able to see through it.

"There should be someone at the peak of the sage-level this time, right?"

Joelson whispered, his eyes slightly shining.

The peak of the sage-level was equivalent to a general-level monster.

During this period of time, Joelson had been playing cat and mouse with the Church of Light while occasionally going to the runic land. His power of law had increased quite a bit.

He really wanted to know if he, together with Du Lu and the steel dragon whose combat strength had also increased, could defeat the peak of the Saint-tier.

"I have a feeling that you'll definitely die under the judgement of the holy light this time!"

Chesterton let out a furious roar and a vicious curse towards Joelson.

Joelson laughed lightly and said, "You have said this sentence more than five times. To be honest, I really feel sad for you."

Joelson's tone was slightly mocking.

"As the authority of God of the Church of Light, there is actually no one who really wants to save you. The heart of an angel, isn't that a lot to you? In fact, the person they want to kill the most right now is not me, but you, right?"

"The shame of the Church of Light."

Joelson's words pierced into Chesterton's heart like a sharp blade. His face was pale, and for the first time, his eyes revealed a greater fear than when he was facing death.

"In the name of the Holy Light."

A dignified voice suddenly came from the surrounding wilderness. A dazzling golden light pierced through the dark sky, and an extremely resplendent golden light sword descended from the sky.

It was aimed at Joelson as if the God of light was brandishing his sword.

Joelson's eyes lit up, and he said in a low voice, "It really came."

The Golden Holy Light Sword descended like a punishment from God.

It was far more powerful than any of the powerful figures of the Church of Light that Joelson had seen before.

The steel dragon quickly bent down and brought Joelson to quickly dodge.

The Golden Holy Sword landed on the ground, and it seemed as if even the earth trembled, creating an extremely large crater.

Joelson saw someone in the sky coldly staring at him.

It was an ordinary-looking old man with a slightly hunched body.

However, in stark contrast to his skinny body was the huge sword in his hand that was the size of a door.

A powerful aura rose from his body and shot straight through the dark clouds in the sky. The sun shone down, coating him with a faint layer of golden light.

Like a god.

Said Joelson softly, with his eyes fixed.

"The pinnacle of the sage class."

The Holy See is finally willing to send out their most powerful men.

"Lord Stanley!"

Chesterton's excited exclamation came from beneath his feet.

"Ha Ha Ha!"

Chesterton let out a laugh of relief and ecstasy.

"Joelson Edward! You're dead today!"

"Really?"

Joelson curled his lips.

At this time, Stanley swung his sword at him again.

Joelson raised the chain in his hand and threw Chesterton toward the sword light.

Stanley did not have any expression. He was as cold as an iceberg.

Chesterton's appearance could not make his sword-light deviate at all.

Chesterton's expression changed from excitement and ecstasy to fear and despair in an instant.

"No!"

The sword light flashed.

Chesterton was split into two halves in mid-air.

Even until his death, his face still had a look of disbelief.

Chesterton, the supreme genius of the Church of Light and the authority of God, had died so easily at the hands of his own people.

A hint of pity appeared in Joelson's eyes.

"I've said it before, the people who want you dead the most are them."

Joelson had originally captured Chesterton to use him as a hostage to threaten the Holy See. However, after this period of time, he realized that Chesterton had no value at all.

The Holy See didn't care about this so-called God's authority at all. If he kept it, it would only be a burden.

Joelson even felt a little pity for this guy.

In the end, it was just a tool of the Holy See. After it lost its function, it was discarded without hesitation.

Stanley slashed down with his third sword.

His power became stronger and stronger. It was truly like Holy Light. It did not deviate at all, giving Joelson a feeling that he could not avoid it.

Flames rose up from the void around Joelson.

At this moment, the color of Joelson's flames was even deeper than a few months ago. The center of the Dark Blue Flames even had a hint of a demonic purple color.

He knew.

When the color of the flame completely changed to purple, it was time for him to step into the pinnacle of the sage level.