With Lin Qiye's full strength, this sword was incredibly fast. An Qingyu only felt a chill coming from his side, and the hairs all over his body stood up!

He dodged to the other side like lightning, but still could not avoid the sharpness of the sword. The broken sword blade scratched his forehead, and a streak of scarlet blood splashed into the sky.

As the sword was slashed out, Lin Qiye's second sword followed closely. An Qingyu's gray eyes shrank, and his body quickly turned into a swarm of thousands of rats, dispersing in all directions. The sword light passed through the rats, but did not leave any trace.

The rats climbed over the ruins and finally gathered around the church, and An Qingyu walked out again.

He reached out and touched his forehead, but the wound did not heal. He stared blankly at the blood on his palm with a complicated expression.

In mid-air, Shen Qingzhu's figure gradually fell down, and he, Lin Qiye and No. 27 split into three groups, surrounding An Qingyu.

"Come back to Daxia with us, Deputy Captain An." Shen Qingzhu said slowly, "You have no way to retreat."

An Qingyu glanced around, and there was no trace of panic in those grey eyes.

"Daxia?" An Qingyu shook his head, "I can't go back anymore."

He raised his right hand and pressed it heavily on the ground. The next moment, the ground beneath the stone platform dozens of meters away from him suddenly turned into quicksand, directly swallowing up the stone platform and the sleeping girl on it.

At the same time, the space and time around An Qingyu was violently disturbed, and a space vortex bloomed behind him.

"Stop him!" Lin Qiye flew out immediately. Shen Qingzhu and No. 27 also moved at the same time, rushing towards An Qingyu from three different directions!

An Qingyu raised her toes slightly, and fell backwards into the space vortex behind her. Her gray eyes stared at the rapidly approaching Lin Qiye, and she spoke calmly:

"Goodbye...Captain Lin Qiye."

Lin Qiye threw the Ame-Kusan sword in his hand with all his strength, creating a terrifying sonic boom, but it only passed lightly through the center of the fading vortex, and the figure in the tattered black robe had disappeared.

The three figures paused in place.

The cold wind blew across the leaf-covered London, and the gray rain gradually dissipated. Lin Qiye looked at the empty nothingness in front of him and clenched his fists tightly...

"He has always been very good at escaping." Seeing this, Shen Qingzhu sighed helplessly.

"He took Chloe away." No. 27 looked at the quicksand in the distance, his face under the hood gloomy, "I can't let him get away like this, I'll keep chasing him!"

As soon as he finished speaking, No. 27's figure turned into a wisp of smoke and disappeared on the spot.

"Qi Ye, what do you say? Should we continue chasing?" Shen Qingzhu turned around and asked.

Lin Qiye stood there, silent for a moment, then shook his head:

"His spatial ability comes from the Gate of Truth. He can cross extremely long distances in an instant. Even if we chase him now, we can't catch up... Even if we catch up, we may not be able to stop him."

Lin Qiye slowly walked to a broken wall, picked up the sword of Ama-Kushu on the ground, looked at the remaining blood on the sword, and bitterness appeared in his eyes.

He clearly remembered that when he saw the future An Qingyu in hell, there was a scar on the other party's forehead, which he was not sure whether it was a sword mark or a knife mark... At that time, he was surprised, with Qingyu's recovery ability, it would not be so easy to leave a scar.

Now it seems that it was he himself who left the scar on An Qingyu.

"Then...what should they do?"

Shen Qingzhu pointed to the side.

On the remaining ruins, a few knights were kneeling in front of the quicksand where the stone platform was originally placed, stabbing their knight swords into the ground, tears streaming down their cheeks, as if they were confessing something.

After this great battle, there were only eight people left in the Holy Inquisition Knights, which originally had seventy or eighty people. Even with Charles, there were only nine people. The church was also almost completely destroyed. The most important thing was that the saint Chloe, whom they believed in and protected, was also kidnapped by An Qingyu.

In this ruined land, they have nothing left.

clang——!

After one of the knights finished his confession, he suddenly pulled out the long sword in front of him and swung it straight towards his throat!

The other knights drew their swords and wanted to die to atone for their sins without hesitation.

Shen Qingzhu frowned, and the six gray wings behind him shook vigorously. The strong wind directly knocked the knight swords in their hands away and inserted them into the broken wall in the distance.

The knights were slightly startled and turned to look.

"Although I don't like the behavior of some of you, your sense of belief and loyalty are indeed worthy of praise." Shen Qingzhu said lightly, "It's a pity to seek your own death like this."

The knights looked at each other and shook their heads:

"We made a pledge several years ago to protect the Saint Lady. Now that this promise has not been fulfilled, we should die to atone for our sins. There is nothing to regret.

We apologize to you for the offense we caused to you all before on behalf of the Saint Lady. On behalf of the other knights and Lord Taylor, we sincerely apologize to you...

Please don’t stop us.”

They had fought with Lin Qiye and others before because Saint Chloe took the initiative to attack Lin Qiye, causing some knights to mistakenly believe that they were enemies rather than friends. However, after the protective battle just now, the positions of Lin Qiye and others were obvious. Although the knights were loyal, they were not stupid. At this time, they also realized their mistakes.

After they finished speaking, they slowly stood up and walked towards the knights' swords that were stuck upside down on the ground with determination.

Just then, a figure blocked their way.

"Lord Charles, do you want to break your oath?" Seeing the figure in red and white armor, the knights frowned slightly.

Charles looked at everyone and shook his head.

"Our vows have not yet been fulfilled, why would we break them?"

"Not yet completed? But the Saint Lady has been..."

"The Saint Lady was only taken away, not killed. Moreover, with the Saint Lady's strength, if she really felt that she was in danger, how could she not wake up now? She was taken away by the attacker on purpose."

After hearing the second half of Charles's words, all the knights froze in place.

"What are you talking about? Being taken away on purpose?"

"Didn't you notice? In fact, the Saint Lady had already woken up long before." Charles stretched out his hand and pointed at Lin Qiye, "He is the best evidence."

All the knights turned around at the same time and looked at Lin Qiye. On his ragged chest, a mysterious golden mark was emitting a faint glow.

"【Covenant】?!!" The moment they saw this mark, the pupils of all the knights suddenly contracted.

"【Holy Covenant】?" Lin Qiye looked down at his chest in confusion, "What is that?"