Chapter 1580 No one can blaspheme a saint
I heard Yang Haoran mention the God of Mage.
Qili Maka's face suddenly showed a pious expression.
He then saluted respectfully in the direction of the Dharma God Palace.
"Yes, it takes a long time for a saint to appear in the world.
I am fortunate to live in this era when saints appear, and I must not miss this opportunity."
Yang Haoran's pupils shrank slightly.
"Is the God of Mage you are going to worship the one I heard about before I left the Gili Kingdom?
That hunter named Stankar?”
Yang Haoran's voice was not deliberately lowered, and everyone around him could hear it clearly.
It was like poking a hornet's nest, and the surrounding area became lively.
Many people came towards Yang Haoran with angry faces.
That fierce look looked like he was about to fight.
"Outlander, where did you come from, a wild boy?
The God of Mages is the saint of our auspicious country and the king of mages.
His name is as taboo as the sun, how can ordinary people just shout it out?
You are disrespecting God and you must repent for your mistakes!"
"He is right, no one can insult our saint."
"You must apologize and then vigorously repent in the direction of the God of Law Palace.
Otherwise, get out of Geely Country, you are not welcome here!"
Yang Haoran curled his lips, and it seemed that there was no need for Qili Maka to answer.
These furious believers have given the exact answer.
The guy who tried to break through the world and ascend was indeed Stankar who was possessed by an evil spirit.
Yang Haoran's eyes suddenly turned cold.
He had previously taken the attitude of taking it one step at a time, but now, he had to stop that guy.
Yang Haoran is a person who has personally come into contact with quilts and the breath of evil spirits.
He knows better than anyone else the evil nature of that guy.
No matter how well he pretends, his true nature will never change.
If that guy is allowed to continue, the gods in the entire secular world will suffer!
Seeing that Yang Haoran did not respond, the believers around him became even more angry.
Someone has already started spitting at Yang Haoran.
Some people have even begun to pick up stones on the ground, ready to throw them at any time.
Qili Maka was very embarrassed.
He and Yang Haoran have worked together at least, and can be considered friends.
He could only stand in front of Yang Haoran's body and face those irrational guys.
"Everyone, listen to me, I am Qili Maka.
This Mr. Yang Haoran is also a very powerful Eastern Master.
He and the God of Mage were friends in the past, and it was just a habit to call the saint by his first name.
Let’s all disperse.”
Qili Maka's reputation is still very loud in the Gili Kingdom.
Although many people are reluctant, they still choose to give up.
However, not all the worshipers on the road are from the auspicious country.
Those foreigners, especially the mages, were not willing to buy Qili Maka's account.
"Qilimaka, I advise you to stay away from that person who blasphemed the saint.
When it rains or thunder strikes him, it will hurt you."
"I won't believe your lies.
A young foreigner is actually called the Great Master of the East by you!
This is simply a big joke!
Your excuse is too lame, are you insulting our intelligence?"
"Qili Maka, get out of the way quickly, we have to teach this foreigner a lesson.
Let him know some rules and know how to respect the true saints."
Qilimaka was very embarrassed.
He looked back at Yang Haoran with a bitter look on his face.
"Mr. Yang Haoran, this matter is indeed your fault.
You should not address the saint directly by his name.
I think you should apologize and repent to the saint."
Yang Haoran was speechless: "Qili Maka, do you really think that guy is a real saint?
It’s understandable that others think so, you should know his details!”
Qili Maka actually avoided Yang Haoran like a snake or a scorpion.
He shook his head in fear.
He vowed to say: "Mr. Yang Haoran, if you find your way back now, I will still treat you as a distinguished guest.
But if you persist in your persistence, there is nothing I can do!
The saint did have other identities in the past, but those are not things we should worry about.
Every time a saint comes to the world, he appears in various forms.
But these are all for the purpose of educating the world, and should not become the world's misunderstanding of the saint.
You should abandon your stubborn evil thoughts and accept the teachings of the saints!"
Yang Haoran was speechless. This guy was too poisonous and was hopeless!
As Qili Maka left Yang Haoran's side.
The surrounding mages have already surrounded Yang Haoran and the others.
All of them looked unhappy.
"Repent! Otherwise we will make you regret your actions!"
Someone yelled loudly, almost roaring.
Qili Maka looked at Yang Haoran with a disappointed look on his face and shook his head repeatedly.
"Since you don't want to repent, then I can only stay away from you.
People without piety are not qualified to accept the teachings of saints!"
Chilimaka withdrew from the crowd.
He did not choose to target Yang Haoran, but he would never help Yang Haoran.
This would affect his pilgrimage.
Yang Haoran sneered.
"A bunch of ignorant guys, fools who were deceived and still gave people money!
Please get out of my way quickly, otherwise don't blame me for being rude."
None of the surrounding mages moved out of the way, and instead became even more angry.
"You are the ignorant blasphemer! It seems we can only teach you a lesson!"
There was a buzzing sound in the void.
A stream of strange power was emitted by the mage, and then headed towards Yang Hao.
Any force is enough to destroy a person's life.
In the eyes of these mages, Yang Haoran, a guy who blasphemed the saints, should not be alive.
Suddenly the ground made a rumbling sound, followed by a violent tremor.
It was Dahuan Saitama who stepped on the ground.
The power of the earth counteracted the attacks of those mages.
Then power surged out from the feet of those mages.
In just an instant, all the surrounding mages were overturned.
Dahuan Saitama looked around and smiled disdainfully.
The strength of these mages cannot even reach the elder level of the Superpower Alliance.
You were so weak in front of him, but you dared to provoke Yang Haoran?
If Yang Haoran didn't like killing people, Dahuan Saitama would be able to bury all of them deep into the earth right now.
There was a scream.
The mages around were shocked.
Although they want to protect the God of Mage, compared with their own lives, their lives are more important after all.
Saitama's great strength scared them all.
That is their irresistible power.
Qili Maka's body trembled in the distance. He originally thought that Dahuan Saitama was just a follower of Yang Haoran.
But even the Archmage couldn't achieve this level of strength.
This chapter has been completed!