As Taylor's palm fell, a deafening noise suddenly came from the hollow below the whispering gallery!

clang--!!

When Shen Qingzhu and others came in before, they had seen the structure of the Whispering Gallery. In addition to the suspended circular corridor, there was also a huge bronze bell underneath, which was estimated to weigh at least ten tons.

At this moment, as Taylor moved, the bronze bell suddenly struck. The roaring sound of the bell was like thunder exploding in the ears, echoing continuously under the round dome. No one knew what was so special about the sound of the bell that it could make Shen Qingzhu and others' brains suddenly go blank.

By the time Shen Qingzhu came to his senses, Taylor had disappeared.

"It hurts so much..." Wuquan covered his ears, blood dripping down his cheeks. He frowned and looked around, slightly stunned, "Where...are we?"

Shen Qingzhu turned around and saw that the environment around them had completely changed, except for the corridor which remained the same. The murals originally carved on the surrounding walls and the dome were all blank, as if someone had erased them with an eraser.

"Is it an illusion?" Shen Qingzhu frowned slightly.

“No, the moment the bell rang, there was a slight change in the surrounding space and time.” No. 27 shook his head. He turned and walked to the edge of the whispering gallery, grabbed the door handle and pulled it hard.

The door opened, but behind it was just a pale wall... and this was supposed to be the room where they temporarily placed the sleeping Lin Qiye.

"These knights can actually cause changes in time and space?" Shen Qingzhu asked in surprise.

"I'm afraid this isn't their power, but a hidden arrangement that already exists in this church. These knights have been able to survive in the misty ruins for six years, so their methods are probably more than what they seem." No. 27 rubbed the pale wall gently, muttering to himself.

"Could this also be her masterpiece? If so, then this will be a difficult problem..."

"Who? Chloe?" Shen Qingzhu walked to the edge of the corridor, slowly lit a cigarette for herself, and said lightly, "Even if she is 001, she is just an agent, not Yelland himself... The arrangement here is dead, but people are alive. I don't believe she can trap me."

No. 27 shook his head and said, "Don't underestimate her. If I were in my most victorious period... no, if I had one tenth of my original strength, I could easily tear open this barrier. But now my strength is not much different from yours, so it may not be so easy."

Shen Qingzhu looked at him suspiciously, "I say, who are you? Why are you so arrogant?"

No. 27 did not answer. He silently pulled his hood down a little and began to search around along the whispering corridor.

"Brother Qingzhu, did you hear any sound?" Wuquan moved his ears and asked uncertainly.

"sound?"

Shen Qingzhu was startled and listened carefully for a moment. "It seems that there is something, like it is cutting something..."

Before Shen Qingzhu finished his words, the dome of the Whispering Gallery suddenly exploded, and an exaggeratedly large Western knight's sword pierced through the top of the church, stabbed down from the night sky, and directly inserted into the earth!

Wuquan's pupils contracted violently!

This Western sword was at least forty meters wide. With one strike, it directly split half of the church into two halves. The sword body extended infinitely into the night, as if there was no end!

"Be careful!" Shen Qingzhu's voice sounded from behind Wu Quan. A powerful hand grabbed the back of Wu Quan's collar, and then a strong wind blew up, carrying his figure directly out of the church. The next moment, the giant sword slashed open quickly, easily cutting a sword mark hundreds of meters long where they were originally standing!

When Wu Quan saw this, his face turned pale. He looked back and saw Shen Qingzhu carrying six huge gray wings and flying with him in the night sky.

At the same time, on top of the ruins of a bell tower a few hundred meters away, the silhouette of No. 27, which looked like smoke, emerged.

"This is the sword of that knight." No. 27 stared at the giant sword that fell from the sky and spoke in a deep voice.

"His sword can become so big?"

"It's not that his sword has grown bigger." Shen Qingzhu frowned and then spoke.

“We have become smaller…”

…

at the same time.

church.

In the empty whispering gallery, Taylor, covered in blood, held the sword in one hand and stabbed it into the wall of the corridor covered with murals, his eyes full of murderous intent!

On the mural in front of him, several tiny figures were dancing rapidly on the flat painting. Taylor growled and chopped down the Western knight's sword that was stabbed into the wall one after another, leaving hideous cracks on the mural!

A figure appeared outside the whispering gallery.

"Taylor! Are you crazy?!" Charles saw the scene and said angrily, "You actually locked them up in the whispering gallery?"

“Why can’t it be turned off?”

"The Saint left these barriers to prevent the church from being breached by malicious foreign gods or extremely powerful 'mysteries'! To disturb her slumber... But they have no hostility at all! It was the Saint's fault..."

"Mistake? When has the Saint ever made a mistake? She took the initiative to attack these people. Can't you figure out the intention behind this?" Taylor interrupted Charles directly.

Charles was stunned. "You mean, the Saint Lady regards them as enemies?"

"How else can we explain all this?" Taylor's voice gradually turned cold. "The Saint's enemies are our enemies... Today, these people must die!"

Taylor's knight sword slashed through the mural, directly cutting off an entire wall along with the painting. In the dense smoke and dust, only a six-winged figure and a smoky shadow were seen flying rapidly through the wall.

"Damn, why are they so tenacious?" Taylor growled.

Charles stood at the edge of the whispering gallery, watching Taylor slashing wildly in front of him. He wanted to speak up to stop him, but he was conflicted and stayed where he was.

Just then, a low creaking sound came from not far away.

Taylor's crazy slashing suddenly stopped. He and Charles looked in the direction of the sound at the same time, and saw a figure in a crimson cloak slowly walking out of the room.

"Is it him?" Taylor turned to Charles and asked, "Didn't he faint?"

Charles looked at Lin Qiye's face that had just awakened, and for a moment he didn't know how to answer... Lin Qiye had indeed fainted before, and they didn't expect that he could wake up so quickly.

Lin Qiye shook his dizzy head and looked at the two people in front of him. When he saw the rapier in Taylor's hand piercing into the mural, doubt emerged in his eyes.

Then, his eyes fell on the wall covered with cuts, and he saw the three tiny figures moving rapidly.

His brows were tightly furrowed, and a hint of murderous intent rose from his eyes:

"You...could you please give me an explanation?"