"Is there really wine?"

He stared at Julius Reed, and it seemed like he could barely hold his sword.

"I never lie. Yes, there is indeed wine."

Julius Reed raised the wine jug in his hand and placed it before Iwan Martinez’s nose.

"Whoa, this is really good wine!" Iwan Martinez’s eyes lit up.

"It’s easy to drink the wine. This guy wants to kill you. If you can survive, the wine is yours."

Julius Reed pointed at the black-cloaked Archbishop.

He knew Iwan Martinez loved wine, so when Shadow Kims came, he had him bring lots of wine.

All were aged fine wines.

They would be useful sooner or later.

Unexpectedly, it was already in use now.

Iwan Martinez saw the wine and felt closer to it than anyone else.

He turned around, gazed coldly at the black-cloaked Archbishop, and asked, "You want to kill me?"

The black-cloaked Archbishop almost fainted in anger.

Hadn’t he just spent a long time laying out the case for punishment, and this guy didn’t hear a word?

He must have drunk too much!

"That’s right! You have harmed people of my church, and today I’ve come to demand justice for them!"

The black-cloaked Archbishop pointed at Iwan Martinez, raising his voice sharply.

His purpose here, according to the Archbishop’s intent, was to raise the church’s fame!

Reputation!

And seek revenge!

Eliminate the church’s number one enemy, and show those martial artists around that opposing the church never ends well!

Death is the only path.

Strike hard to frighten the enemy!

"Rabid dogs of the church." Iwan Martinez sneered at the black-cloaked Archbishop with raised eyebrows, "Come on, kill you so I can drink."

"Are you truly that confident?" Hume Rose couldn’t help but interject, "Friend, let me say this first. If you refuse to fight, he cannot force you. At least where I’m standing, you are safe."

These words, he said loudly enough for everyone around to hear.

After all, it was a show for everyone to see.

"No need. I, Iwan Martinez, fear only one thing: having no wine to drink." Iwan Martinez slowly drew his sword, speaking coldly, "How many more of the church’s garbage is there? Best if they come all at once; I’ll take care of them all!"

"Haha, good!" The black-cloaked Archbishop laughed in anger, "So, does this mean you’re challenging me?"

"Yes, it means I’m challenging you." Iwan Martinez nodded, slowly pointing his sword at the black-cloaked Archbishop, "Make your move."

Silvio Reed’s task for him was to eliminate all adversaries and make a big impression at the martial arts gathering.

After completing this task, he would search for Trent Marsh’s Commander’s Seal and rally those troops Silvio Reed had previously left behind.

And the church?

Silvio Reed hadn’t specified, or if he had, it was to kill.

"I will make you pay!" The black-cloaked Archbishop jumped up!

Suddenly, a flock of crows appeared behind him!

These crows flew densely toward Iwan Martinez.

In the pitch-black night, their eyes were crimson and visible!

"They call themselves God’s children, yet they summon such ghostly things?" True Monarch Nine Nether couldn’t help but curse upon seeing the scene, "Are they vampires?"

His recent pastime was watching TV series and movies.

Enjoying the simple pleasures of ordinary life.

The raven-black crows seemed to possess some kind of magic; the surrounding spiritual power began to distort!

They flew frenziedly, while the black-cloaked Archbishop hovered in the air, his eyes equally crimson!

"Animal control!"

Hume Rose squinted slightly, observing everything.

The black-cloaked Archbishop’s technique was animal control!

Controlling these crows!

Facing the overwhelming black crows, many martial artists hurriedly closed their doors, fearing threats.

Iwan Martinez took a deep breath, grabbed Julius Reed’s wine jug, and took a fierce gulp!

"Puff!"

Immediately after, he spewed a mouthful of wine onto his sword!

Whoosh!

The wooden sword began to burn!

This was Iwan Martinez’s wooden sword!

Mysterious and dominant!

Iwan Martinez struck forward, and flames roared into an explosion!

In the air, it transformed into a fire dragon!

Many crows were struck by the fire dragon, emitting the smell of charcoal.

Sizzle, pop.

There were sounds of burning and crows falling to the ground.

Seeing this, Hume Rose pressed his palms together and gave a violent push!

A barrier instantly appeared around them!

Whether crow or fire dragon, upon colliding with this barrier, they dissipated.

Seeing this, the martial artists finally dared to come out of their rooms, confidently watching the contest.

Of course, Hume Rose relied not only on his own techniques but also on the spiritual power of the entire Rose family.

Or more accurately, the spiritual power the Rose family had looted from the southeast.

Only then could he construct an indestructible great formation.

Within the formation, although Iwan Martinez was killing persistently, the crows seemed endless, increasing in number.

In the end, he was completely surrounded by the crows.

All was pitch-black; Iwan Martinez couldn’t be seen, only a mass of black and countless red dots.

Those were the eyes of the crows.

"Is it over?"

Someone curiously asked.

Logically, being devoured by crows meant survival was impossible.

The black-cloaked Archbishop was controlling the crows, and his opponent had become silent.

"Experience the agony of being eaten bit by bit by crows! This is the price for killing our church’s followers!" The black-cloaked Archbishop’s eyes were blood-red.

His skill was summoning flocks of crows.

Each crow was a vengeful spirit!

This was also why he wore black and was called the black-cloaked Archbishop.

Black symbolized death!

The black-cloaked Archbishop was the herald of death within the church.

"It’s truly over."

The martial artists were a bit disappointed.

It seemed unfinished.

Though they were shaken by the flock of crows and frightened by the fire dragon cleaved by Iwan Martinez’s wooden sword,

now that it was over, it all ended too quickly.

It seemed unfinished.

"Is it really over?" True Monarch Nine Nether communicated with Julius Reed using divine sense from not far away.

"Impossible."

Julius Reed replied, "Silvio Reed’s men have never been useless. This guy is definitely a master. Just wait; the show is just starting."

His words had just fallen. 𝑓𝑟𝑒𝘦𝓌𝑒𝑏𝑛𝑜𝘷𝑒𝘭.𝒸𝘰𝑚

When everyone thought it was over, and Hume Rose was about to retract the barrier!

Whoa!

The flock of crows was suddenly blasted apart!

A mass of fire exploded from the core!

Blasting apart the black ball formed by the flock of crows!

Dead crows were everywhere.

Even the black-cloaked Archbishop felt a tremor, affected by this force.

In the raging fire, Iwan Martinez wielded the wooden sword, walking slowly toward the black-cloaked Archbishop.

As the flames scattered, only the fire on the wooden sword remained unextinguished.

"I hear you’re God’s children?" Iwan Martinez asked, expression as cold as water, "The material of this sword was made from Jesus’s coffin board! Do you want to try it?"

He suddenly struck!

The man and wooden sword seemed to almost become one!

The black-cloaked Archbishop’s eyes twitched slightly.

He never imagined the church had offended such a madman!

Such a master with unknown depths!

But now wasn’t the time to consider these things.

He pressed his palms together!

Instantly, a wall of crows appeared in front of the black-cloaked Archbishop!

"You can’t stop me!"

Iwan Martinez shook his head, breaking through the wall of crows in an instant!

Boom!

But just as he broke through!

A sudden glint, radiating intensely!

A golden crow!

A golden crow suddenly appeared behind the black-cloaked Archbishop!