BXBX NOVEL Chapter 141: You have a problem with me?
I've never met those foreign practitioners, but the feats the Wizards have shown are way beyond human limits.
I bet even those legendary practitioners can't hold a candle to our Wizards."
Hearing the disdain in the voice, the townspeople turned around, clearly annoyed.
But as they stared at Timothy, their gaze froze, and slowly, a look of shock and fear spread across their faces.
"Wait, you, you're—!"
The townspeople stepped back in disbelief, pointing at Timothy: "Why do you look exactly like that statue? Don't tell me, you're that villain from the tales of Goddess Sylvia!"
Though the statue was crudely made, a careful look still made it recognizable.
With the townspeople's cries, more and more gazes were drawn.
Soon, the crowd near the Temple gasped in unison.
The crowd couldn't help but step back as shouts of astonishment filled the air: "Wizard, Wizard, save us, Timothy is really here!"
"He looks just like him! It's Timothy!
Wizard, please save us!"
Moments ago, these same people were throwing rotten eggs and fruit at the statue, but now they were cowering, desperately trying to hide behind the Wizard.
"You're Timothy?
I can't believe you'd show up here in the Red Moon Kingdom all by yourself.
Looks like you want to test my powers!"
Wizard Malakar's presence suddenly intensified, radiating an unmatched aura.
His gaze towards Timothy was chillingly cold: "Although His Majesty only recently had your statue made to warn the people of Sky Sanctuary about a villain like you.
The moment I saw that sculpture, I wanted to eliminate you myself.
Since you dared to come here, don't blame me for not showing mercy!"
These words fired up the already frightened townspeople.
"That's our Wizard, what a powerful presence!"
"Let him feel the wrath of our Wizard today. Just a practitioner? As if he could match up to our top Wizard!"
"Our Wizard will crush him easily, this kid doesn't even have a tenth of our Wizard's strength!"
Amidst the rising cheers of the crowd, the Wizard seemed even more confident.
A smirk of disdain appeared on his lips as he stared coldly at Timothy, shouting: "Miracle, descend!"
But then, from the palm of his hand, it began, it began...
"I've used it a bit too much today." The Wizard looked a bit embarrassed, sweat forming on his forehead.
"Just a sec, ah, it'll be ready soon.
Just you wait, once I summon the miracle, you're going to wet yourself!"
The Wizard pointed fiercely at Timothy, straining with a constipated expression, trying repeatedly.
"Hmph!
Ha!
Roar!
It's finally coming out!"
After what seemed like forever, a tiny spark of flame appeared in his palm.
Wizard Malakar was ecstatic, continuing to squeeze it out while taunting Timothy: "Just wait, this powerful spell, I bet you practitioners have never seen anything like it, haha!"
"Ha, my foot!"
"Boom!"
With a casual wave of Timothy's hand.
A flame soared into the sky, violently shattering the entire Temple.
In the midst of towering flames, Timothy stepped forward, his body enveloped in sacred golden fire.
The flames around him were majestic, seemingly capable of engulfing everything in their path.
In just a moment, the entire Temple was reduced to ashes.
And within the capital, hundreds of Temples burst simultaneously, the fierce flames threatening to devour everything.
The entire capital was almost lit up by the sky-high flames.
A gust of wind blew, and the tiny flame in the Wizard's hand disappeared.
He was dumbfounded.
So were all the townspeople around him.
Compared to this, what was the Wizard's little spark? It was laughable, like child's play!
So this... this was a true miracle?
The flames soared, and it seemed as if the entire capital was ablaze.
"You have a problem with me?
Holy Emperor Lavinia, come out here."
Standing in the sky, Timothy showed no mercy as he addressed the entire capital.
Only those who had crossed the Ocean's Gate could be called Holy Emperors.
Each Holy Emperor had the right to establish a kingdom or start their own faction, enjoying a supreme status.
But now, Timothy seemed intent on sparing no dignity.
Even in front of the entire Red Moon Kingdom, he challenged their revered "Holy Emperor"!
"The nerve, to insult His Majesty like that!"
"Kill him!"
Cries for blood rose, as soldiers raised their weapons and bows, furious beyond measure.
Meanwhile, from the very center of the capital, a powerful aura suddenly surged.
Thousands of leaves danced in the air, swirling above the palace.
With a chilling gust, the leaves spread out in all directions.
And with them came the formidable pressure of a being from the Ocean's Gate.
In this land, unrelated to practitioners, there indeed hid a Holy Emperor of the Ocean's Gate!
"So you're Timothy? You're pretty much as I imagined."
A figure slowly floated in the air.
To Timothy's surprise, the ruler of this nation, the Holy Emperor, was a woman.
Her features were delicate, her skin fair.
Though not stunning, she was certainly very beautiful.
However, Timothy could clearly sense her hostility towards him.
"I don't know why Holy Emperor Lavinia bears a grudge against Sylvia and me.
But could you please remove our statues from this country?
That way, we can consider our grievances settled."
Timothy's tone left no room for face-saving.
"You oppress my people, and you expect me to let you go?
I won't remove either your or Sylvia's statues."
Holy Emperor Lavinia showed no signs of backing down.
"If that's the case, then don't blame me." Timothy took a step forward.
"What are you planning to do?" Holy Emperor Lavinia asked coldly.
"What am I planning?
Just to flatten the Red Moon Kingdom and give a good thrashing to a Holy Emperor who can't see the big picture."
"You've got some nerve, thinking you can with just your strength?" Holy Emperor Lavinia was finally provoked.
Endless leaves gathered in the air, at times forming dragons, at others, spreading wings.
But that focused aura was aimed straight at Timothy.
"I was looking to settle scores with you anyway, since you've come here to die, I'll oblige!"