church.

"Charles, what on earth have you done?"

A figure also wearing red and white armor quickly walked up to Charles and shouted, "Why did you bring those outsiders to the church? They almost woke up the Saint! Didn't you say that we must wait for her to wake up?"

Judging from the patterns on his armor, he is also a Knight Commander of the [Knights of the Holy Inquisition], at the same rank as Charles.

Charles's face was extremely gloomy. He slapped the questioning arm of the Knight Commander and said coldly, "You don't know their strength at all, Taylor, do you think they won't come if I don't bring them here?

I can feel that they are a bunch of desperate criminals, especially the smoking man. If I refuse them, they will kill the entire knights! Idiot! "

Knight Commander Taylor was slightly stunned, then sneered, "You are really going backwards, Charles. They are just a few young men in their early twenties. Are you so scared that you invite them into the church? Where is your courage as a knight?

The Knight Commander Charles who dared to challenge the beast alone back then, is now so weak? "

Charles shook his head. "I just did what was best for the Knights."

"Beneficial? Do you mean that it almost interrupted the Saint Lady's sleep?"

"We didn't interrupt the Saint." Charles paused for a moment, "We were about to leave at that time... It was the Saint who suddenly released her power. I don't know what she was thinking."

"Hmph." Taylor snorted, "Where are they?"

"In the room next to the Whispering Gallery."

Taylor turned and walked to the other side of the church.

"One of them was accidentally injured by the Saint and is unconscious, and the others are emotionally unstable. Don't do anything stupid, Taylor." Charles frowned and reminded.

Taylor didn't answer, just glanced at Charles and disappeared at the end of the corridor.

…

"How's Nanaya?"

Shen Qingzhu was standing in the whispering corridor. When he saw No. 27 walking out of the room, he frowned and asked.

"Don't worry, he's not hurt." No. 27 said, "He just fell asleep."

"Falling asleep?" Shen Qingzhu's face showed confusion, "Is this also Chloe's ability?"

"……have no idea."

Shen Qingzhu narrowed his eyes slightly, with a somewhat unfriendly look, "She was fine, why did she attack us?"

"This shouldn't be an attack. If she really wanted to kill, this church would have been reduced to ashes long ago. What's more, she hasn't woken up yet. It seems that she is just... um..." No. 27 thought for a long time but couldn't find a suitable adjective.

"Sleepwalking?" Wu Quan added.

"Yes, similar to sleepwalking." No. 27 nodded.

Just as they were talking, a figure in armor slowly walked over from the other end of the corridor. When Wuquan saw the armor, he thought it was Charles, but when he looked closely, he realized it was a strange Western face.

"It was you who disturbed the Saint's slumber?" The figure walked up to the three people and spoke in a cold voice.

Shen Qingzhu frowned. The other party's tone made him feel uncomfortable. He was about to say something when Wuquan spoke first:

"We didn't bother her. She took the initiative."

"Humph, the Saint has been sleeping in the church for so long, and there was no reaction. Why did you make such a big commotion when you showed up?" Taylor's eyes swept across everyone's faces one by one, "Go away. The Saint and the Knights do not welcome you."

"Let's go? The person hasn't woken up yet, where are we going?"

"I don't care. You can carry him on your back or push him with something on your back. Just leave this church immediately." Taylor's tone became increasingly tough.

A hint of murderous intent flashed in Wuquan's eyes. Before he could make a move, Shen Qingzhu beside him slowly took a step forward. He looked down at the man who was a few centimeters shorter than him and said calmly, "What if we don't leave?"

"If you don't leave... don't blame me."

Taylor clenched his right fist, and the pattern on half of the armor gradually lit up. A hurricane as sharp as a blade surrounded him and whistled towards Shen Qingzhu's face!

Shen Qingzhu narrowed his eyes slightly...

Just as Taylor's right fist was about to fall, an invisible force suddenly restrained his body. His armored right hand froze in the air, as if an invisible giant hand was holding his body tightly.

"You... are looking for death?!" Wuquan's eyes were extremely deep. He raised one hand and gently shook it towards Taylor.

KACH——!!!

A sharp explosion was heard, and the armor on Taylor's right arm twisted violently. Even though the lit patterns were rolling up like a hurricane, it was still uncontrollably breaking apart!

Taylor's neck turned red from holding back his anger. He clenched his teeth and poured all his strength into his right arm. Their bodies, tempered by the blood of divine beasts, were no longer comparable to humans of the same level. Although the armor gradually crumbled, his right arm was still moving forward bit by bit.

Wu Quan frowned. His [Emperor of Domination] had always been effective in controlling the human body, but due to the special physiques of these knights, there was a tendency for him to be forcibly broken free.

"Tsk." A murderous look flashed across Wuquan's face. He raised his other hand and lightly pinched his thumb and index finger, as if he was holding an invisible baton, and lightly drew it towards the nothingness in front of him.

Behind Taylor's stiff body, a "mysterious" figure holding a huge axe quickly emerged!

puff--!

The 'mysterious' hand held a huge axe and swung it down suddenly. The sharp axe blade created dazzling sparks on the surface of the armor and left a hideous blood mark on Taylor's back!

Taylor felt pain, and the strength in his right arm suddenly loosened. His entire right arm was twisted together like a pretzel, and then exploded with a loud bang. Scarlet blood splattered all over the floor of the whispering gallery, and a shrill scream resounded throughout the church.

Taylor, who had lost his right arm, took several steps back, looking at the boy who was only fifteen or sixteen years old in disbelief. He seemed unable to understand how a child of this age could have such terrifying power.

Is the legendary Daxia really that powerful?

Wuquan had no intention of letting Taylor go. He waved his finger lightly, and the surrounding metal fences broke at the roots, twisting into countless sharp spiral spears in the air, whistling down towards Taylor's cheek like raindrops.

Taylor's expression changed continuously. He retreated flexibly and flashed directly out of the whispering gallery. He stared at Shen Qingzhu and others, and a ruthless look flashed in his eyes.

With his only remaining hand, he pressed hard towards the ground beneath his feet!

"You forced me to do this..."