Chapter 620 The Banshee Prays
The banshees stood quietly, like steel statues, but the indifferent glances that flashed across their visors and the gentle rhythm of their bodies as they breathed constantly reminded the priests of the Silent Church how powerful the existence before their eyes was.
Helena felt as if her thoughts were frozen.
She stared blankly at the banshees in front of her who were bowing their heads in prayer, and just stood there with the other priests, as if falling into an icy cave.
Reason seemed to be gradually fading away, but the body that had experienced the tempering of battle began to react subconsciously, and pieces of information were flowing into the brain.
There were hundreds of them, no fewer than the burials. Their movements were in unison, and they were obviously very disciplined. They could form complex battle formations, and their armor was as thick as door panels. From the dull sound of it dragging on the ground, one could tell it was not just for show.
This set of armor weighs at least hundreds of pounds, and a mortal might not be able to stand after wearing it, but it looks very light on these banshees.
And this huge body must have strength to match it, plus six hands that can hold weapons.
A picture suddenly appeared in Helena's mind. The banshees lined up on the battlefield, silently drew their swords and launched a charge.
Their tall bodies were like a wall, a steel wall, a moving steel wall, crashing across the battlefield. Any line in front of them would be easily penetrated like a piece of paper, leaving only a path of crushed flesh and blood.
Even if she managed to stop the Banshee's charge, she would need the cold and disdainful eyes under the visor. The long swords in the six arms fell like a torrential rain. Helena picked up the flail in vain to resist, but found that the opponent's armor was thicker than the tower shield in her hand.
How many Undertakers can stand against one Banshee?
How many banshees does Castel have?
Helena didn't know, she just felt her whole body trembling. She was surrounded by the elite of the entire Silent Temple. Even if they were all put together and dressed neatly, could they withstand the collective charge of these banshees in the hall before her?
Banshee.
Helena felt as if thousands of bells were ringing in her heart. They were the death knells from hell, rung by these banshees themselves.
No, they never even cared about themselves, just as they never cared about the insects that happened to be standing under their feet. They just moved forward in cold silence, announcing death and the end to this world.
Not only Helena, but the other buried people also stood there stupidly.
To be honest, the priests of these silent churches did not fully accept the existence of the Banshee. No matter how much Nini looked like a human, she was still an alien. The priests actually had a kind of human arrogance in their hearts.
The alien races may be powerful, but humans have mastered the path to transcendence, and can produce a steady stream of transcendents, far outnumbering the other side.
Many priests were secretly calculating how many people were needed to defeat Nini. Some of them were optimistic, while others were cautious. They even argued privately about these conclusions. Only at this moment did they realize how ridiculous these thoughts were.
Using numbers to outnumber the Banshees? They were the ones at a numerical disadvantage!
The priests were shaken, but Ignatius, as the Patriarch, was much more resolute, so nothing should have happened.
But his resolute will gave him another push, and Ignati noticed more.
Castel was just an unknown island before, and its reputation in the North was earned through hard work. However, Castel's reputation in the North did not include the Banshee.
In other words, the strength they knew of Caster did not include the Banshees. Without the support of the Banshees, Caster still swept across the entire North.
Can the entire Silent Temple combined defeat this group of unknown banshees?
Even if we can win, well, now the Silent Temple has passed the most unknown part of Castel's forces, and then it will easily crush the North and defeat the expeditionary force of several dukes head-on!
Ignati's mouth was dry and he felt a deep sense of powerlessness. He suddenly remembered the sculpture in the station, a man in knight armor, holding a sword and charging towards the train.
At that time he just thought it was ridiculous, but now, it was his turn to face the indescribable and terrifying existence of Castel.
How much more noble is a flail than a longsword? How much more noble is a Banshee's charge than a locomotive?
Their experience, weapons, and tactics seemed like a joke; the faith, sacrifice, and bravery they desperately mustered were nothing more than the roaring knights charging towards the train.
For the first time, Ignatius embraced despair so thoroughly.
Next to everyone, Nini's mouth was almost stretched to her ears.
She tried her best but couldn't hold it together. She could only turn her back and cover her mouth, her shoulders trembling.
In the church hall, the Banshee was silent, cold, and motionless, bowing her head in prayer like a devout believer.
But if you look closely, you'll notice that the tips of their tails are all trembling slightly.
Fortunately, they all pulled down their visors, so at least they didn't have to manage their expressions like Nini did, as they were completely blocked by the helmets.
In the mind link, the chat group was almost filled with sparks. Not to mention Zeus, even the banshee with her multitasking ability could hardly keep up.
"Cool!"
"It feels so good!"
"Hahahahahahahahahaha I can't take it anymore!"
"Don't move! Don't move! You have to hold on, Una-nee!"
"Did you see the look on those burials just now? They looked like they had seen a ghost!"
"And they're all wearing hospital gowns, which makes it twice as funny!"
"It's worth it for me to drop my job and swim all the way across the island. Even if the test site explodes, it's worth it!"
"Why is Monica in the queue? You're less than two meters tall! Get this shameful dwarf out!"
"Nini, stop laughing. Come closer so I can get a close-up of your face!"
"Yes, yes, Monica, quickly go to the second floor and do a multi-camera live broadcast!"
"Who drew this scene? Where's Nini? Why don't you publish a report on it for ten or twenty issues?"
"How about calling it 'The Banshee's Prayer'? Hang it in the church hall."
"It doesn't matter whether it's a large hall or not. The main thing is that each of the priests in the chapel of silence must receive a copy."
The banshees were frantically spamming the group chat, but in reality it was so quiet that you could hear a pin drop in the entire church.
The key point is that this is the Cathedral of Castel. In addition to the banshees and people from the Silent Temple, there are also many crusaders of the Imperial Truth, technical priests and others.
They were still quiet, and many of them even looked terrified.
"Quick, look down!"
"What's wrong?"
"Banshee, the banshee is here."
"Don't worry, whatever those banshees do is normal."
"No, that's not normal. They are praying, praying quietly, without saying a word!"
"hiss!"
(End of this chapter)
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