"Die!!!"
The palm with a chicken-egg-sized hole gripped straight at Aslan.
But the moment Messiah raised his hand, a purple arm gently pressed his shoulder, holding it back.
"My brother, don't be too impulsive."
At that instant, Aslan suddenly drew a spear and stabbed it into Messiah's palm!
He wanted to take advantage of Indra restraining Messiah to test the size of the opponent's palm hole.
"Hmph!"
An unhappy snort sounded.
The spear Aslan drew was instantly flung to the ground.
At that moment, a pair of arms wrapped around his neck, locking him tightly in an armpit.
"Are you trying to anger me to death?"
Aslan recognized Shiroyasha's voice and immediately stopped moving. At this point, with his neck choked and head bowed, in a corner unseen by anyone.
The corner of his mouth slightly curved.
Seeing Aslan restrained by Shiroyasha, Indra across from him clicked his tongue and said with a regretful expression.
"Shiroyasha, why hold him back? I was curious too if brother Messiah's palm could really pierce through a spear."
Shiroyasha didn't speak, just stared wordlessly at Indra.
Really pierce through a spear?
That would truly create an unending enmity.
Was Aslan really safe just because she protected him? Especially since she was currently sealed.
If Christianity really played dirty, she might not handle it.
However, Aslan's mischief this time was indeed overboard, but it had to be admitted.
It had been years since Shiroyasha saw entertainment like this.
It could only be said, truly Aslan. Always creating extreme surprises unimaginable to her.
"Haha, don't look at me like that."
Indra scratched his nose, then glanced at Messiah and said in a very sincere tone.
"My brother, give me face. How about ending this matter here? After all, up to now, you two have already violated the God Slayer treaty. If this continues, I as supervisor must intervene."
Messiah's eyes instantly reddened!
(Violating rules? Didn't you hear what you said? Who actually violated the rules?)
(Such a big Kalki, neither God Slayer nor Heretic God, wants to fight me. You didn't see, only saw him violating by using excessive power?)
One of the Campione Treaties: God Slayers must not use power above Four-Digit. If used, it means their power scale has reached Four-Digit.
One of the Campione Treaties: In facing interference in the Campione War by non-God Slayer and non-Heretic God entities, supervisors like the Heavenly Army must intervene to stop it.
And this person (Aslan) has already used poet verses to interfere in the battle. If Messiah remembered correctly, Aslan seemed to be one of the Buddha participants in the Campione War.
"..."
On the other side, Aslan showed a bright smile, pulling out a poetry collection titled Hell Jokes from his pocket.
He said nothing, but said everything.
"Enough."
Shiroyasha rolled her eyes.
Without a word, she directly snatched the poetry collection from Aslan's hand, confiscating it on the spot.
Of course, in reality, though Fiction-Canaria was quite useful, in a short time, she could only prepare these two hell jokes.
As for the poetry collection, it was actually empty—just a notebook.
"Wow, you're already mocking without saying anything. Impressive."
Shiroyasha's tone complained, but she didn't mention punishment or anything.
After all, she knew his nature well. With Aslan's character, he wouldn't mock anyone without reason.
Even if the Holy Son once tried destroying Arcadia through Mithras, Aslan would only cause trouble secretly, quietly shifting blame.
Presumably, Aslan was preparing another big surprise, now deliberately coming out to mock and draw hatred, while clearing himself of suspicion behind the scenes.
This Judas bastard still wanted King of the End Spirit Status, one step ahead at Two-Digit level?
Overt and covert interference was inevitable. With Aslan's actions this time, though offending the Holy Son, he gained friendship from many old folks.
Though, it was completely useless.
"Indra."
Messiah stared gloomily at Aslan and said focused.
"Battles between God Slayers are allowed, right? This person in front of me should have signed the Buddha Campione treaty, right? My fight with him should be within rules, right?"
"Don't start!"
Indra rolled his eyes, patting Messiah's shoulder.
"It's still early for this guy to enter the arena. After all, he just signed the Campione treaty a few days ago, and just to make this kid act, Buddha already bore a lot of pressure."
"Are you sure you want this kid to act now?"
At this point, Indra looked meaningfully at Aslan.
"This kid is slippery like an eel. Are you sure you can catch him?"
After all, this was common knowledge. In Little Garden, the most skilled in Boundaries was the Queen of Halloween.
Followed by Aslan, of course excluding hidden old folks.
Spatial Authority—such Authorities might be equivalent to weaker Authorities.
What is Authority? It's a certain basic rule one can operate, combined with faith and concept, forming a fixed ability.
In the Authority sublimation process, the biggest contradiction is what you can do with this Authority, and what you cannot.
The former defines the range you can do, the latter defines the range you cannot.
And so-called Authority sublimation is continuously breaking the latter to achieve the former's ability, until Authority use can produce corresponding effects in a fully recognized field in Little Garden.
Only then can it sublimate into Authority, reaching the basic condition to rise to Almighty Domain.
In this process, the purer the Authority, the smaller the restrictions, and the easier to reach Authority level.
Or it could be said extremely pure Authorities are basically the initial form of Authority.
The most representative is Shiroyasha, reaching Almighty Domain level with just two Authorities: Mass and Energy.
Aslan was almost the same. Indra had never seen such pure Spatial Authority. Authority formed only with basic rules and spatial concept, without any faith.
Just like Shiroyasha. It could only be said, truly Main God and his Subordinate God? Really in sync.
Such Authorities are often very hard to seal and restrict. After all, the Campione treaty restriction limits opponents to Five-Digit period.
This way, God Slayers can quickly sublimate their abilities into their first Authority, having certain advantages against Heretic Gods.
In Aslan's case, it was roughly like bringing one Authority to participate in the Campione War.
Need to know, previously Aslan was only briefly Four-Digit when freely manipulating space on the battlefield against Azi Dahaka.
Letting Aslan at that level act? If other God Slayers' Authority count wasn't enough, they'd definitely die from being toyed with.
Would the old folks eyeing King of the End Spirit Status allow Aslan to act now?
Impossible, even thinking about it.
In a sense, Aslan's threat was only second to the Holy Son's descended incarnation.
He was the type that must die upon landing, not given even a slight chance to develop.
So, no wonder Buddha chose Aslan to be Heavenly Army Lord and King of the End.
As long as he wasn't killed upon landing, Aslan's winning chances weren't lower than those old folks.
Coincidentally, Buddha had many members, enough Heretic Gods for Aslan's development, and enough God Slayers to help him through early stages.
"So, my brother, be patient. Be patient a bit, everything will calm. Step back, the sea will be vast…"
Before Indra finished, Messiah lightning-fast gripped at Aslan again.
"Calm down a bit, still want to sneak attack…"
Indra was about to speak, but realized he couldn't.
Who expected Messiah's sneak attack speed was very fast, but his counter-speed was faster.
Aslan kept having his neck choked by Shiroyasha, chatting softly there.
As if completely unaware of Messiah's sneak attack from behind.
And Messiah's speed was very fast, even Indra didn't stop it.
But Aslan's reaction speed was faster. He was seen agilely hooking with his foot the spear he drew earlier.
With agile foot coordination, the spear stabbed straight through the Holy Son's palm hole.
Only the Holy Son's palm hole was slightly larger than the spear, and the spear passed without obstruction.
Seeing this, Aslan could only reluctantly kick the spear, turn, hook Messiah's hand with one leg, and trip him with the other.
Finally stepping on Messiah's right hand, slamming him to the ground. Throughout the process, Aslan never left Shiroyasha's armpit, always choked by her.
After all, Aslan didn't learn in vain following Scathach. Though his martial arts path was somewhat deviant, self-defense techniques and body development weren't lacking.
But was this over? Clearly not.
Messiah fell to the ground, but the spear Aslan kicked hadn't fallen.
The spear went straight for Messiah's lower part. To avoid chrysanthemum shattering.
He could only extend his left hand, catching the falling spear.
But he really forgot his left palm also had a hole as big as his right.
The spear directly pierced through Messiah's left palm hole!
The air fell silent at that moment. A song echoed in the church.
Chrysanthemums shattered, wounds everywhere, your smile has faded…
"Sorry, I really didn't mean to laugh."
Aslan couldn't hold back and laughed uproariously.
"Just couldn't hold it."
And Shiroyasha hugging Aslan also didn't hold back, laughing staggeringly.