Chapter 350: Breaking the Formation
The night sky of Bly City was red, and the gray fog was dispersed by the burning heat.
The white moonlight shining in silently witnessed all the pain that the city experienced tonight.
Four faceless men, twice the height of ordinary people, were wreaking havoc in the city, one was at the fifth level, and the rest were at the fourth level. They surrounded and killed two newly promoted fourth-level transcendents in the city.
Afterwards, no effective resistance could be established in the city, and those temporary commanders were killed in the Faceless Men's charge.
The order of the city collapsed, and this night became a carnival for the cultists lurking in the shadows. Under their instigation, the thugs smashed, looted and burned.
The suburban area is lined with manors of great nobles, which are now besieged by a large number of mobs. If the nobles did not have strong private armed forces, they would have been captured by the mob long ago.
The most pitiful ones are the ordinary citizens in the city. If they put up a little resistance, they would be slaughtered by the thugs.
The screams, calls, and twisted laughter of the thugs were all drowned out by the crackling sound of the raging flames.
"Lord of Fire, please save your people."
The believers’ cries for help could not avert the impending tragic fate; under the illumination of the flames, the thugs’ hideous grins became more and more ferocious.
In St. Peter's Basilica, the main hall was piled with countless pieces of flesh and blood, and dark red bloodstains had stained the red carpet.
Under the high dome, the huge eight-pointed star formation flickered with strange light.
The moon-white holy robe Osman was wearing was spotless. He stood outside the magic circle with an expressionless face, chanting spells softly.
The evil voice echoed in the hall, and the flames of the torches around twisted wildly, as if blown by a strong wind.
In the magic circle, there were piles of blood-red hearts, some were the size of fists, some were only the size of eggs, and the few on the surface were still contracting irregularly.
Dozens of faceless men as tall as normal adults walked back and forth in the hall. They skillfully cut open people's chests, took out their hearts and threw them into the magic circle.
Some of the people whose hearts were removed were still alive. Their cries of pain gradually became softer and soon became inaudible again.
The hearts piled up like sand dunes began to melt like a candle under heat, gathering into a small pond.
The "water surface" of the pond was much higher than the magic circle, and red bubbles were rising. Twisted animal-shaped red water balls crawled out of the blood pool and began to devour the corpses around the magic circle.
As they devoured flesh and blood, these water balls gradually grew real flesh and blood.
This used to be the church's solemn prayer hall, but now it has become a base for flesh and blood alchemy.
Osman took a step forward and imprinted his magic power between the alchemy beast's eyebrows.
This is his improved alchemy array. The conversion efficiency is higher, the procedure is simpler, and the genetic stability of the alchemy beast is stronger.
Behind the magic circle, the more powerful Faceless Man threw the extraordinary people who were tied up with blood-red ropes into another magic circle to extract the life essence. The life essence of the extraordinary people can greatly accelerate the growth of the alchemy beast.
With these technical means, Osman can raise an army of alchemical evil beasts in a short period of time.
"Your Holiness, help me."
"Shut up, can't you see that he is the one who wants to take our lives?"
"Damn Osman, you will not die well. His Majesty the King will definitely avenge the innocent souls of the city of Bray."
Most of these extraordinary people who were used as materials for the magic circle were priests and warriors of the church, and those who were still awake kept cursing.
Osman turned a deaf ear to him, his eyes remained indifferent, he had no interest in talking to a dying man.
The situation in Bligh City will not be concealed for a few days, and the outside world will get the news soon.
When the Saxon family learns of the situation here, they will certainly mobilize all the military forces in the kingdom to attack him, and at that time, the power of the church will no longer support him.
What he had to do was to use the evil beasts to block the enemy and buy time for himself.
He has already opened the secret vault of the church. By using the rare spiritual objects inside, he will be able to push his strength to the peak of the fifth level soon.
The besieged archbishop in the sanctuary was his nourishment for further progress.
His most important target is Crown. He can "smell" the vigorous and fiery vitality in the other party. If he can refine the essence of the other party's blood, he is confident that he can be promoted to the sixth level and purify the spiritual pollution he has been subjected to.
Osman was well aware of his situation. His spirituality had been polluted, and if there was no other way, he would probably slowly sink.
His original plan was to use the church's Holy Flame Array to slowly burn himself and remove the pollution bit by bit.
But the Holy Flame Array is the ultimate foundation of the church. If he proposed to use the array, he would definitely not get the consent of the cardinals. This is why he wanted to modify the array to besiege the cardinals.
Only after obtaining enough cardinal rings can he use the Holy Flame Array.
He hadn't expected to get a surprise from Crown, and now he had a better choice.
After extracting the opponent's blood essence, even if the pollution he had received could not be completely purified, there would be very little left. Then, by using the Holy Flame Array, he would be able to completely eliminate the spiritual pollution.
At that time, he would not be afraid of any challenge, and then he would use the church's foundation to help himself advance to the Golden Stigmata, and he would be able to stand on equal footing with the gods.
At the end of the hall, the statue of Hephaestus, the Lord of Fire, lowered his brows, and silently watched everything with a compassionate gaze.
I wonder if the sadness that happens here can be conveyed to the kingdom of gods.
Dragon souls surrounded Crown, and he swung his two giant hammers with great force.
Weapons infused with life energy can stimulate the power of elements. Under his violent attack, the spiritual light of the magic circle was like a candle in the wind, shaking.
He had also tried using Sunfire or Palm Thunder to attack the magic circle, and the effect was similar to what it is now.
Clown has now basically figured out the operating rules of the magic circle. It seems that the defense of the magic circle is already shaky, but it is still a little short of success.
If the attack intensity decreases, the defensive aura of the magic circle will recover quickly, and the magic circle must be broken in one go to be considered successful.
He felt that his life force was severely depleted, so he stopped to rest, preparing to recover to his best condition before breaking the magic circle in one go.
Seeing him stop, Flanders shouted, "Everyone, let's take over from Clown and continue attacking the magic circle."
Klauen waved his hand and said, "No need. If your attacks cannot exceed a certain critical point, the consumption of defensive aura will be very small. Even if everyone attacks at the same time, the result will be the same."
The sanctuary's magic array certainly cannot be worn down by a large number of low-energy attacks, otherwise the sanctuary would not have become one of the trump cards of the churches.
"Then what should we do? We haven't eaten for three days. If we can't break the magic circle and escape, we will starve to death sooner or later."
Drag was a little irritable. He now completely believed that everything was caused by the Pope, whom he once trusted the most.
"Yes, if we can't break the magic circle, this will be our grave."
"I would rather die in battle than die in such a humiliating way."
The room was filled with an excited yet pessimistic atmosphere, and everyone had given up hope of being rescued by the outside world.
The thought of possibly starving to death made everyone lose their composure.
Flanders clapped his hands, and when he attracted everyone's attention, he said loudly:
"Everyone, please be quiet. I believe that Clown can definitely find a way to leave."
In fact, he was not in a hurry at all. He had witnessed two level five soul-eating jellyfish being killed instantly. The powerful and suffocating attack intensity gave him great confidence.
He once asked Crown if he could unleash an attack of that level again, and received a positive answer.
So he didn't have any fear at all, and it felt so damn good to have someone more powerful to rely on.
His words immediately focused everyone's attention on Crown's face.
Clown looked around, taking in everyone's expressions. He coughed and said:
"Even if Archbishop Flanders doesn't mention it, I am ready to tell everyone that I am confident that I can break the magic circle."
"Good!" Flanders led the cheering. He was a qualified supporting actor.
Clown raised his hands and pressed them down, waiting until the situation calmed down again, and said:
"Everyone, it has been nearly three days since we were besieged here. We don't know the intelligence from the outside world, but we must adjust our status and be ready to fight at any time.
If I want to break the magic circle, I will consume a lot of energy, and I will have to rely on you after I get out."
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If he didn't use the essence of the sun and the moon to restore his life energy and spiritual power, it would be difficult to replenish what he consumed.
Flanders nodded and said firmly:
"Don't worry, we will definitely protect you."
"Yes, don't worry." Everyone echoed.
Clown bowed slightly and said, "Everyone, I still need half a day to adjust to the best condition. During this time, everyone should recover well and don't be stingy with holy water."
Holy water is an excellent product for replenishing energy and can fully meet current needs. Holy Water No. 0 can work on silver-level strongmen.
After saying this, he sat cross-legged in a corner, closed his eyes and began to visualize the Golden Light Mantra.
Flanders stood in front of him, guarding him.
This was something he specifically instructed. After all, one should not have the intention to harm others, but one must always be on guard against others.
Clown's body emitted a bright moonlight, like white moonlight shining into the room through the window, revealing an atmosphere of peace and tranquility. Four hours later, he ended his visualization and summoned a golden wall.
[Golden Light Mantra: 157126/300000; Level 4]
[Breath of Flame Dragon: 73984/120000; Level 1]
Being trapped in the sanctuary these past few days, he still had some proficiency in the Golden Light Spell to gain.
Perhaps it was because of the urgency in his heart, but the speed at which he gained proficiency in visualization in the sanctuary was significantly faster than usual.
After checking the golden wall, Clown took out the golden spirit coins and began to absorb spiritual essence to replenish the spiritual power of the two spirit masters.
Another hour and a half passed when everything was ready.
Clown began to stack armor for himself, including alloy armor, source armor, golden light body protection, and the Heart Purification Spell. He stacked all the skills that had a defensive effect.
Then he released bullet time and adjusted it to 25% speed increase mode.
Then he released the Fire Spirit Transformation and Wild Rage, and hammered at a wall with full force. As time passed, accompanied by the dragon soul's roar, Clown smashed the giant hammer hard on the wall of the sanctuary.
The originally dim defensive aura of the magic circle completely collapsed, the wall was smashed, and a large crack appeared in the stone, announcing that the magic circle was broken.
Clown stepped back behind the crowd and said:
"The defense of the magic circle has been broken. The rest depends on everyone."
After saying that, he immediately swallowed a few drops of prepared sun essence and quickly restored his life energy. Then he used the moonlight to replenish the spiritual power of the time hourglass. The person he trusted most was only himself.
Flanders shouted, "Without the protection of the magic circle, breaking open the stone door is just a simple physical task. Everyone, get to work!"
"Let's get started!" Archbishop Martin shouted in agreement, swinging his weapon and smashing it against the door, "Bang."
The archbishops lined up and attacked the gate in relays. In less than a minute, the gate was smashed to pieces.
Everyone filed out, and Crown stepped into the passage. He found that there was no one outside and the silence was a little depressing.
Flanders asked, “What should we do now?”
He originally guessed that there should be heavy guards outside, and he was ready to use all kinds of language and tone to expose the Pope's evil. Now facing an empty passage, he suddenly didn't know what to do.
Clown drank a bottle of holy water and said in a deep voice:
"Don't act alone. Everyone should move forward slowly and leave the sanctuary first to see the situation outside."
Flanders used the Tao Seed to ask: "How are you? Do you want to rest for a while?"
He was worried that Crown was not in his current condition to carry out high-intensity combat. In case he encountered some difficult problems that could not be solved, it would be better for him to stay here for a while.
Klauen nodded imperceptibly and responded: "I'm fine. You'd better get out as soon as possible. The situation outside the sanctuary must be not optimistic."
Now they are completely in the dark about the current situation and must obtain intelligence from the outside world as soon as possible.
Drag activated the holy power and the magic circle of the armor. The flame-like patterns lit up everyone's eyes. Both he and Ah's armor were custom-made and could defend against fourth-level attacks.
He raised his shield and shouted, "Everyone, I am willing to open a path for you."
As a former die-hard supporter of the Pope, he understood that everyone was wary of him, and now he offered to clear the way in order to reassure everyone.
"So would I," Ah He took a few steps forward and stood shoulder to shoulder with his old friend.
Crown shouted, "Let's get started. Let's divide into groups of two so we can look after each other."
To be honest, he was a little worried about the fighting effectiveness of these archbishops.
After reaching a high position, many people's fighting instinct will gradually degenerate and they will become pampered.
If there have been no intense actual combat recently, these archbishops may have only a certain realm but not the combat power to match it.
The archbishops found their partners and moved forward cautiously.
After a while, everyone walked out of the sanctuary.
"Damn beast!"
Drag, who was walking in front, shouted angrily, and then Klauen heard the sound of shields clashing.
(End of this chapter)