The stars are dim, and the silver moon hangs in the West.
The roar of the collapse of the Holy Cross statue has disappeared under the cover of the burning cathedral; Cracked colonnades and broken domes, the original magnificent Bain cathedral is only a remnant of ruins in the sea of fire.
Under the light of scattered dust and fire, the gray pupil boy holding the short sword in his hands stood on the periphery of the ruins. The two pupils under the tip of dark blue hair stared at the sea of fire in front of him and reflected the dazzling golden red in his pupils.
The red blood Castle Knights and the surviving church members gathered behind him and looked at the cruel scene in front of him with different expressions - after the Knights completely eliminated the mob, they immediately withdrew from the church under the leadership of Lucian.
In fact, this is also a very correct decision. At the moment they left, the sea of fire really began to spread... Looking at those priests and nuns who screamed, were dying or stubbornly refused to leave, and finally fell into the sea of fire, all those who survived could not help but rejoice in their decision while crying.
After completing the evacuation, the dutiful Lucian did not forget to take everyone to a place some distance away from the church according to Loren''s order, and let the Knights guard around and forbid anyone to approach.
Anyone
Lucian silently clenched the handle of the sword in his hand, and the golden red fire reflected a face with unwilling heart.
There is no doubt that the voice just now came from the direction of the altar. That is to say, Lord Loren may have fought with the enemy, but as his escort, he is still safe and sound in this
"Well... I advise you not to have this idea."
A joking voice came from behind.
The grey pupil looked sideways and frowned, "is it you?"
"Very strange? I came with you." Asriel, with his hands on his back, looked at Lucian who didn''t like him with an expression of looking at a fool, and smiled calmly:
"For the sake of your loyalty to Loren, I remind you a little - don''t try to touch the level you''ve never touched, otherwise you can''t do anything except make trouble."
"You know what, I was with Lord Loren in the Dragon King City..."
"Losing the dragon and becoming a ''zombie'' Dragon hunter can''t prove anything." Asriel shook his head with "a little regret" and smiled playfully: "as for the disciples of lemantes and its toy demons... The level of minions is not comparable to the enemy that Loren is facing at the moment."
"You, how do you know this..." Lucian was surprised and stared at the boy standing in front of him as if he were his age.
"How do I know? Or what you really want to ask is... How much do I know?" Asriel''s smile grew louder and his scarlet pupils became more and more thoughtful. He approached step by step and stared at himself tremblingly. He was as tall as a gray pupil boy:
"Just because you have seen the Dragon King City, evil gods, apostles and demons, you know the real reason why Loren doesn''t allow you to approach."
"Compared with the gifted Isaac or Ayn, your value is far less important than them... So the real reason is that your existence can only add chaos to him."
Without saying a word, Lucian looked gloomy, but the green veins of his hands clenched the handle of the sword were exposed.
"I guess you don''t want to be just the valet around Lauren and... Useless burden forever?" Asriel blinked curiously, and his cheek was almost close to the gray pupil boy''s face.
"What do you mean?"
"I mean, if you want to be an important help around Loren one day, or even make some ''heroic actions'' for him at the critical moment, I can help you."
Asriel shrugged and tilted his head playfully: "for the sake of... We are all friends of Loren."
The shocked Lucian didn''t fully react from the boy''s words, and the next second, the loud explosion suddenly started from the direction of the cathedral!
"Boom, boom, boom!"
The grey pupil boy standing in place suddenly trembled. Before he could stand firm, the violent air wave had rushed like a tide, causing a burst of screams from the surviving priests and nuns around, and there was a sound of mourning everywhere.
What a terrible power?!
At the moment of Lucian''s consternation, he saw Asriel still standing on his side with his hands on his back. The violent air wave was like nothing to him. What was blown up was only messy pale gold hair and the back hem of a small dress.
"You, who are you..."
"Now is not the time to talk about this. Shouldn''t you be responsible for those pious and poor ordinary people?" he patted the gray pupil boy on the shoulder and raised Asriel''s mouth gracefully under the messy hair:
"If we can survive this disaster, we will have a lot of time to talk; Lucian... Little darling."
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"One minute! Help me win one minute --!"
When the voice was about to fall, Loren knelt on one knee and pressed the ground under his feet with the left hand of the "caster"; Without saying a word, the knight immediately stood in front of the black haired wizard and rushed to the oncoming female martial god brenhild with a sword.
The frosty "female martial god" opened her wings, but the "dark spear" in her hand had stabbed her first.
"Dang -!!!!"
The long cry of the thrill sounded, and the spear pointed in the center of the sword blade cut by the oath knight. The almost terrible power made a clear sound from his only left arm.
His face changed slightly, but the oath knight with his left arm broken didn''t loosen the hilt, raised the "bright star" and stopped the female martial god who wanted to break through.
"My Lord, please let the evil break up and let the holy light shine on the humble us..."
In the murmur of prayer, the knight of the oath parried Brunhild, whose strength was several times or even ten times that of him, and the swinging dark spear tilted aside.
The next second, the mottled "bright star" flitted across the face of the female martial god
"Poof --!"
The figure of the oath Knight suddenly trembled and his eyes fell; As he swung the tip of the gun, brenhild''s left arm had penetrated his chest.
The next second, the oath knight with plasma gushing was thrown into the air like a piece of rotten meat, and then hit the ground heavily!
The knight fell into a pool of blood, and the oath penetrated through his chest. The knight supported his body with the sword of his left hand, struggled to get up, and prayed constantly in his mouth:
"Holy Cross, please Admonish your believers and let them embark on the real right path..."
"Brenhild, shut the dog up and kill both of them!"
The angry voice of fascist suddenly sounded, mixed with a roar of anger and shame, and even covered the prayer voice of the oath knight.
The dark female martial god moved. Before the oath Knight got up, he ran through his throat again with a long gun. The oath Knight hanging in the air struggled hard, and kept spraying blood foam from his whispering mouth. His tenacious vitality was running out a little.
And at the next moment
"Dumb... Dream!"
The dark haired wizard kneeling on one knee spoke in a difficult deep voice; The voice fell, and the gray and blue magic array full of cumbersome patterns opened at his feet, and covered the whole altar at a speed visible to the naked eye!
"Boom --!!"
The indestructible altar collapsed, and the cracked floor dragged everyone present into the bottomless abyss, and the boundless darkness swallowed up everything around.
Facing the sudden darkness, fascist''s face was not only not shocked, but even more contemptuous, and the ferocious smile at the corners of his mouth was like a curved moon:
"I see... Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha..."
Francis laughed fiercely: "do you think you can trap me and brenhild with a small high-level spell? I really should appreciate your innocence and stupidity!"
"Just a ''little high-level magic spell'', of course, can''t cause any restrictions on you and the female martial god."
With a calm smile, Lauren raised his right hand silently, holding a plain, even worn cup in his hand:
"But if you add it... It''s not necessarily."