"Da da da..."
In a spacious and bright cathedral, a spirited young girl carrying a winged helmet walked step by step towards the end of the corridor.
The bright, soft sunlight streaming in through the window shone on the girl's long, golden hair, making it shimmer with a dazzling, shimmering brilliance.
A gloomy expression hung over the girl's pretty face, her deep blue eyes were filled with murderous intent, and her every step she took exuded the thunderous force of an approaching storm.
Soon, the girl arrived at her destination, the center of the cathedral.
Ahead, there are two ten-meter-tall knight statues, and in the center is a winged statue of the Virgin Mary, who is holding the baby with compassion, full of kindness and love.
Seeing this, Evelyn frowned and raised a flippant eyebrow. White light condensed in her hand, transforming into a holy spear, which she hurled in an instant!
"Clang!"
The void was swept by ripples of magical energy, and the holy lance that pierced through mithril was entangled by the emerging iron chains and vanished into nothingness.
The next moment, a man draped in a blood-red robe seemed to emerge from the void, holding a long scythe with an iron chain wrapped around its end, exuding a chilling aura.
The man with the scythe glanced at Evelyn with surprise, but remained calm.
"Please see Cardinal Joseph."
Evelyn said calmly, her tone icy.
Even if the other party is a powerful figure who is an important staff member of the Divine Court, they would normally be treated with respect.
However, the Divine Court secretly intervened, taking the opportunity to relocate the warships guarding the defense line, and the backup power of the magic cannon disappeared without reason. Even the complex route of Kossenburg, which spans ten miles, including the fortifications, was exposed by making a detailed map.
Otherwise, how could the Scarlet Demon King, imprisoned in the most complex and heavily guarded prison, have been so accurately located and broken out of prison in the first place?
The Divine Court must take responsibility for this!
Upon hearing this, the man with the sickle remained silent, but continued to stand guard at the door, his refusal quite clear.
"You dare stop me?"
Evelyn said coldly, instantly drawing the holy sword from her waist. The azure blade burst forth with sharp energy, carrying boundless holy power.
Within the holy sword surged a dreamlike, dazzling flame. Once unleashed, it carried an astonishing momentum, unleashing a devastating and supremely powerful strike.
Evelyn's pretty face paled as she gazed at the scythe-wielding man before her, his aura restrained. She bit her cherry lips lightly, and a magic circle bloomed in her azure pupils.
Just as the atmosphere between the two sides was tense, a voice suddenly came from inside the gate:
"The Hall of Heroes' [Forbidden Hand] is truly remarkable."
"Creak!"
Then, the door was pushed open, and an old pastor dressed in a sacred red robe came out.
His temples were snow-white and his hair was silver-gray, but his face was kind and gentle, with his eyes squinting, his face full of pity for the suffering people.
"Psalm of Light"
Joseph held a religious text, respectfully praising the Lord, then looked at Evelyn with a kind gaze, his eyes shining with admiration.
"As expected of a genius that the Garan Empire has seen once in a century, he has already entered the second stage of Heroic Spirit in just four years."
"Thank you for your kindness."
Evelyn lowered her head and said calmly, "I wonder if [Forbidden Hands] can send you to see the Holy Lord of Light."
"How dare you!"
The man with the scythe roared, and his blood-red scythe instinctively unleashed astonishing power, but...
"stop."
Joseph exclaimed in surprise and stopped the guard.
This newly promoted guardian officer could not comprehend the terror of activating the [Forbidden Hands] mode.
Breaking through the limits, all attributes are doubled, and combat power skyrockets exponentially!
Although the newly awakened [Forbidden Hand] lasts for less than a breath, within that breath, it is enough for the opponent to unleash a powerful sword strike!
"Ahem, what are your opinions on the new person I'm in charge of?"
A middle-aged man dressed in a tight-fitting outfit sat on a tree outside the window, with two long knives at his waist and a toothpick dangling from his mouth.
"Alexander the Executioner"
Joseph frowned slightly, seemingly not very welcoming.
Two Gold-tier experts, and one of them activated the [Forbidden Hand] skill.
A bit difficult to deal with...
"Ah, I was merely accompanying Your Highness."
Alexander waved his hand, signaling both sides to continue, and said he would not offer any opinion or launch a sneak attack.
"hehe."
Joseph curled his lip, not believing this bullshit.
Those who can activate the [Forbidden Hand] are among the top tier in the Holy Land of Heroes. You're too busy treating them like treasures to stand idly by.
After gathering his thoughts, Joseph's expression hardened, and he said to Evelyn, who seemed to have ill intentions, "If Your Highness is going to investigate the Scarlet Demon King's prison break, then it would be best to go to General Johnson."
Upon hearing this, Evelyn remained silent, sheathed her holy sword, and turned to leave.
Joseph would never deceive him in this regard. Since someone dared to hide things from even the paladins, then he should be prepared to be retaliated against!
Alexander glanced sideways as he watched the two sides reach a truce so quickly, then followed Evelyn away.
His primary duty was to serve as Evelyn's guardian until he reached a higher level in Valhalla.
"Ugh, how boring."
The man with the scythe straightened his red robe and looked in the direction Evelyn had gone down the corridor.
"boom!"
Before his astonished eyes, the two knight statues suddenly shattered, as if a powerful force in the void had crushed them into ruins.
As for the statue of the Virgin Mary holding her child, her arm suddenly exploded, cleaved in two, and shattered into pieces.
The man with the scythe looked at the statue of the Virgin Mary, which had been destroyed by external forces, and inexplicably shuddered.
"Thanks a lot."
The bishop, dressed in a pristine white robe, held a silver cross to his chest, a kind smile on his face.
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