The hearts of all the knights suddenly sank to the bottom!

One Mi-Go is already troublesome enough, and when hundreds of them appear at the same time, even if all of them have the combat power of "Klein", it is nothing but a pipe dream to want to wipe them all out!

What's more, there are less than twenty of them who are truly capable of fighting Migo in a one-on-one duel.

"How is this possible..." A knight commander stood on the tower of the church and saw the pink wave surging in the distance. Disbelief appeared in his eyes, "How could so many Klein-level Mysteries appear at once? How can we stop them?!"

"We have to stop them even if we can't!" Another knight commander jumped down from another tower and pulled out a heavy sword with great force. His expression was extremely firm. "Even if we die, we will never let these monsters touch a hair of the Saint!"

The third knight commander held a shield in one hand and a sword in the other, and walked to the main entrance of the church without saying a word, as heavy and steady as a mountain.

"Where's Taylor?"

"He led the remaining men and charged at the front."

"With such a terrifying number of people, the charge won't last long. Someone must hold this last line of defense."

"Are the three of us enough? Oh, where's Charles? I didn't see him at the beginning."

"have no idea……"

"Damn it, this guy always fails at the crucial moment!"

As the three knight commanders were speaking, the pink wave had already reached the three charging columns consisting of dozens of knights in the distance. Even though the three charging columns fought desperately, a large number of Mi-Gos still passed them directly and rushed straight towards the church.

The three knight commanders looked at each other, and released a terrifying aura at the same time. They stood motionless in front of the church and collided with the Mi-Gos in the sky!

…

at this time,

Inside the church, the whispering gallery.

Charles stood in the whispering gallery with a frown on his face, his hands constantly groping on the mural covered with sword marks, as if he was trying to find something.

"Damn... where is the switch of this thing?" Charles touched the mural for a long time, but there was no movement. He couldn't help but curse.

The barrier of the whispering gallery was left by Chloe before she fell into a coma, but she only taught them how to trigger the barrier but not how to close it, so until now, Charles has not been able to get Shen Qingzhu and others trapped inside out.

When Lin Qiye was fighting with Taylor just now, Charles knew that any explanation was useless. In Lin Qiye's eyes at that time, it was their Holy Inquisition Knights who wanted to kill them... and the only way to calm the situation was for him to take the initiative to release Shen Qingzhu and others and explain everything to them.

But before he could find a way to open the whispering gallery, the overwhelming number of Mi-Gos rushed over.

"There's no time."

Charles looked through the glass window at the end of the whispering gallery and saw that dense swarms of Mi-Gos were surrounding the church entrance and the stormtroopers in the distance. If he didn't join the battlefield, he was afraid that the group of pink monsters would rush into the church soon.

Just as Charles was struggling over whether to join the battlefield directly or continue trying to open the whispering gallery, a slight cracking sound was heard by his ears.

"Huh?" Charles looked back.

In a corner of the mural covered with sword marks, a figure shrouded in smoke and haze, holding a short knife, stabbed into the surface of the mural, and a fine crack began to spread on the wall...

Feeling the terrifying divine power fluctuations emanating from the crack, shock appeared in Charles' eyes!

This is……

boom--!!

There was a loud bang, and the wall of the Whispering Gallery exploded, and the murals on it turned into dust. Three figures emerged from nothingness and landed steadily on the ground.

"I take back what I just said." The figure with six gray wings on his back looked at No. 27 beside him and said seriously, "The Ancestral God is worthy of being the Ancestral God. The junior Shen Qingzhu is really blind to recognize the great man..."

No. 27 put away the dagger, glanced at Shen Qingzhu leisurely, and said nothing more.

Wuquan looked around and confirmed that they were really back, then he breathed a sigh of relief.

Just a few minutes ago, the three of them were still trapped in that world. Shen Qingzhu and No. 27 searched for ways to leave that world separately, but found nothing.

Later, it was Shen Qingzhu who guessed that they might be trapped in the mural. He tried to use his strength to break the space barrier between the mural and the real world, but was unsuccessful. Finally, No. 27 took action and pierced through the edge of the two worlds with one knife, returning to reality.

"Where is that knight? I'm going to tear him into pieces!" Shen Qingzhu looked around and didn't see Taylor's figure, but saw the overwhelming Migos outside the church.

"What the hell is that?" he asked, frowning.

No. 27 narrowed his eyes under his hood, "It's Migo."

"Migo?"

“They are the believers of the Gate of Truth.”

Hearing this, Shen Qingzhu was slightly stunned, as if he had thought of something, "An Qingyu?"

…

"Damn it!! Are we really unable to kill all these monsters?!"

In the ruins of London, several knights staggered to their feet from their twisted and broken motorcycles, tightly grasping their swords, and leaning against each other's backs.

Above their heads, hundreds of Mi-Gos were circling rapidly like a pink cloud, and their sharp screams almost tore their eardrums apart.

There were originally thirty or forty knights, but within a few minutes, only a dozen or so were left with casualties. Even though they had fought desperately to kill the same number of Migos, it was still only a small part of the thick pink wave before them.

Looking at the Mi-Go's wriggling heads approaching from the sky, an unprecedented despair emerged in everyone's hearts.

Some people even shook their swords so hard that the swords fell to the ground, making a crisp clanging sound.

"Pick up your swords!" Taylor, who was covered in blood, roared among the dozen or so knights standing back to back. "If even we give up resistance, who will protect the Saint? Even if it means death! We will die here in an honorable way!"

The pale knight gritted his teeth, lowered his head and picked up the rapier on the ground. The moment he stood up, the many Mi-Gos above his head seemed to have seized the flaw, and suddenly let out a sharp scream, and flew down one after another!

Under the overwhelming pink wave, the figures of more than ten knights looked extremely small.

At this moment, in the void in the distance, a gray figure with six wings on its back slowly emerged... He squinted his eyes and raised his palm slowly.

Bang——!

The crisp sound of snapping fingers echoed before the wave of Migo.