Living With My Lady Boss by Blue Silver novel Chapter 870

All at once, a thunder dragon burning brightly with inscription-filled spirit flames shot out to meet the golden inferno.

"Inscriptions?" Herman cried out in shock.

The thunder dragon crushed the inferno, striking Herman in the chest.

He let out a cry of agony, falling from mid-air.

The holy warriors below scrambled to catch his body, but Herman was already pale as a sheet and spitting out blood profusely.

He had been fatally wounded by just one blow.

This attack, however, had also let the crowd finally see their Godly Emperor.

Wilbur took his thunder cleaver as soon as he landed, zipping around the twenty holy warriors in a circle.

He returned to where he had been standing after that, putting the cleaver away.

The holy warriors let out cries of agony, each of them had one of their hands chopped clean off.

It had happened so suddenly, too.

A super Sanctuary level archbishop and twenty Ambience level holy warriors had been heavily wounded and incapacitated.

The crowd of believers erupted into a sea of cheers.

There was no doubt that their Godly Emperor was indeed the reincarnation of the Fire Dragon Lord, and he was unbeatable.

Wilbur walked up to Herman. "Do you know why you're still alive?"

Herman's chest heaved as he lay on the ground in terror.

He had not expected someone so powerful to be behind a church this small.

Herman had thought he might be able to get rid of this little cult and use it to gain favor with the Pope so that he would be transferred out of this dump of a place, only to be beaten to an inch of his life.

He would never have dared to come here if he knew what was in store for him.

"Please, sir, let's talk about this. I think it could just be a misunderstanding," Herman said shakily.

Wilbur smirked. "A misunderstanding? You came looking for trouble on purpose, but now you're calling it a misunderstanding? Do you think I'm stupid?"

Wilbur nodded. Dawson and Cameron hurried to bow to Wilbur.

To them, their Godly Emperor now seemed all the more powerful.

Wilbur nodded in acknowledgment. Just then, Karl looked over at Groot.

Groot had run off at full speed, returning in no time with a tray.

On the tray was a robe with a crown on it.

The crown was made of pure gold and looked like a flaming golden dragon curled up. There was a red gem on the dragon's forehead, emitting a fiery glow.

Groot came up to Wilbur, handing him the robe and crown with both hands.

Just then, Karl said, "Sir, we've been discussing it for the past few days and agreed that it's time to crown you as Pope."

Everyone got to their knees, shouting, "Please do us the honor of becoming Pope, honorable Godly Emperor."

As Wilbur took in the sight of the kneeling believers, an energy he had never experienced before appeared in his Spiritual Furnace.