The old man's voice was not loud, but under his piercing gaze, the crowd naturally parted to the sides, revealing a gap, like the sea being parted by an invisible divine force.
At the end of the gap, beside a large tree leaning against the rock, the lewd-looking man in black robes was bound. His wrists were suspended by flowing divine chains, his entire body bound in a cross shape.
A torch was stuck in the crack of the rock, illuminating his ugly face clearly. Even in his dream, the expression on his face remained ferocious and terrifying.
At this moment, the unconscious man in black robes seemed to sense the abnormality of his surroundings. He unconsciously groaned, as if he was slowly waking up.
"God's punishment."
But then a flash of light appeared, and the blinding white light turned the night into day in an instant.
With a casual remark from the old man, a bolt of silver-white lightning shot out from the scripture pressed before him and pierced the black-robed man's chest.
Before anyone could react to what had happened, the black-robed man's head slumped down, the divine runes on his wrist scattered, and he collapsed limply to the ground, devoid of any life.
“Since they are ‘enemies of God,’ we can deal with them directly next time.” Nicholas raised his eyelids unhappily and made the sign of the cross on his chest. “My Lord’s glory is eternal, and He will make a just judgment.”
"They are nothing but lowly ants, a necromancer who slipped through the netherworld in the war of the dead, and they have ended up in this state. It is truly an ugly sight. May our merciful lord forgive your sins."
The aged face appeared incredibly holy, but the coldness in his words chilled everyone present. The cardinal, however, intended for the attack to be carried out by a necromancer who had escaped capture.
"Your Excellency is right," Moke hurriedly nodded and bowed, flattering him. A fine layer of sweat appeared on his forehead. Bishop Nicholas could actually cast a fourth-level divine spell instantly. He truly deserved to be the strongest candidate among the cardinals vying for the next pope.
Al opened his mouth as if to say something, but wisely kept it closed.
"I will return to the city first; you all must follow quickly." Nicholas turned his horse around and spurred it on towards Moonflower City. The Knights of Light following behind him also spurred their horses and began to depart in unison.
May the Holy Light protect and bless this journey!
Al and the others shouted loudly, their backs hunched, humbly watching Nicholas leave. Many students from the academy also murmured "May the Lord of Light protect us" while making gestures of supplication to the gods in front of their chests.
Yun Wei stood motionless in the crowd, leaning lazily against Isaac, his gaze fixed on the dead corpse puppet mage.
This is a case of trying to cover something up, but it only makes it more obvious.
To bury one's head in the sand is counterproductive.
A mocking glint appeared in those cold, dark eyes. Yun Wei recalled the strange feeling he had sensed when he heard the twelve cardinals use a forbidden spell from the returning adventurer Henry outside Red Moon City.
Therefore, the disaster that occurred in Red Moon City at that time was also man-made.
After the forbidden spell was lifted, the three surviving cardinals may all have been in cahoots with the Abyss.
Perhaps it wasn't just the cardinals; even the thirteenth pope, who had declared necromancers heretics fifty years ago and then disappeared without a trace, may have had contact with the Abyss.
If we were to go even further and make a bolder guess, the Lord of Light, Dilis, may have already plunged into the abyss.
If that's the case, how can he fulfill Alch's request under such circumstances?
Even if we take a step back, he wouldn't even be able to save his beloved Isaac from the clutches of the two gods.
Yun Wei felt increasingly terrified as he thought about it, feeling that the road ahead was bleak and he was at a loss. He couldn't help but shiver.
"Yun, what are you thinking about?" Isaac asked with some concern, sensing that the person next to him was trembling.
“I’m thinking, Isaac,” Yun Wei paused, then switched to Biliyu, “if our enemy is not only the Lord of Radiance, but also the Lord of the Abyss—what do you think our chances of winning are?”
Worried that the other person might not understand, Yun Wei looked at Isaac's resolute brows and spoke slowly, word by word. His dark eyes reflected the flickering firelight, like the shimmering surface of a lake under the moonlight.
“I… don’t know.” Isaac put his arm around Yun Wei’s shoulder and fell into thought. He said in a deep voice, “But I think I will fight to the last moment of my life.”
Yun Wei gazed intently at Isaac, whose expression remained as serious as ever. With just one glance, he knew that what Isaac said was true. Meeting those smoky gray eyes in silence, a sudden wave of loss and fear washed over him, causing him to instinctively throw himself into Isaac's arms.
Yun Wei leaned her head against the other's chest, listening to the other's slow and steady heartbeat, but her gaze fell on the distant Moonflower City.
The peaceful and beautiful city slumbered in the night, while the top of St. Lucy's Church reflected the dazzling light of the Tower of All Laws. Seven-colored radiance shone above the city, like a celebration that quietly began in the poetic midnight.
“But how could there be such a bright light at night…” Yun Wei murmured.
The seven-colored radiance is clearly a painting composed of seven elements in harmony, dazzling and mesmerizing.
In an instant, Yun Wei snapped to his senses, grabbed Isaac's wrist, and gestured for him to look towards Moonflower City. His voice was urgent and almost cracking, "Look! Someone is attacking Moonflower City!"
As Yun Wei exclaimed, everyone looked towards the eastern horizon.
An invisible light barrier appeared faintly above the city. Above the barrier, dragon shadows flickered, and seven-colored light cascaded down like a waterfall, causing the barrier below to sway like a bubble about to collapse.
At this moment, the ground tremors and distant roars surged forth like towering waves. Amidst the mournful rumble of the earth, Yun Wei even heard a faint dragon's roar.
Its sound was like thunder, a cry of anger and sorrow.
The sound resounded through the heavens, causing the earth to collapse and the sky to crumble.
“It’s Richard…” Yun Wei heard Vivian murmur from not far away. A dark shadow flashed by, and Xie Mulang, who was sitting opposite the campfire, had disappeared without a trace.
Yun Wei snapped out of his daze and decisively said, "Isaac, we must return to Moonflower City immediately!"
He could hardly imagine the extent of damage a fully grown silver dragon could cause to Moonflower City.
He could hardly imagine what Richard, who had once fought alongside him, must be feeling at this moment.
At this moment, only a pair of cold, vertical pupils appeared in his mind: seven parts evil charm, two parts frivolity, and a bonus of inexplicable sorrow. It was the meaningful glance the other party gave him when the trial ended that day.
Yun Wei straightened up and repeated, "Isaac! We must—"
“I heard you, Cloud.” The servant’s calm voice rang in his ears, interrupting his anxious and frantic cries.
Yun Wei felt a strong force around his waist, and he was pulled into Isaac's arms. "Hold me tight."
Yun Wei had no idea what was happening; he could only blankly do as he was told.
He looked up at Isaac, who remained calm and composed, and heard him say, "Don't worry, Yun, we'll make it."
"Your boyfriend is about to show you his true abilities."
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