hotmtlnovel Chapter 615 114 Her Royal Highness the Saint? !
Chapter 615 114 Her Royal Highness the Saint? !
Chapter 615-114- Her Royal Highness the Saint? !
"The Blood Demon Duke! It's the evil god, the Blood Demon Duke!"
"What are you still standing there for? Quickly activate the Holy City's emergency divine barrier!"
Seeing the terrifying figure approaching, the cardinal who came to support shouted at the pale-faced clergyman beside him.
But the clergy of the Holy City only stammered:
"Cardinal... Cardinal, all the divine defenses in the Holy City... have long been destroyed."
"what?!"
The supporting cardinal widened his eyes.
He wanted to say something, but he saw that the clergy suddenly looked shocked and terrified.
They opened their mouths as if they wanted to call out, but they all stood there like sculptures, unable to make any sound.
Their eyes were all turned behind the Cardinal. His terrified face had lost all color, as if they had seen some unspeakable horror.
The cardinal felt that the temperature around him seemed to drop several levels in an instant. Even the divine power in his body, which was originally just a little sluggish, seemed to be frozen and could not be mobilized at all.
A fear that is difficult to describe in words inexplicably rose in his heart.
Almost subconsciously, he slowly turned around.
At this moment, the whole world was quiet.
The cardinal saw a pair of black and red eyes.
He could not hear any other sounds, nor could he see any other things. All he could see was the pair of black and red devil's eyes.
The owner of those eyes seemed to be emotionless, without a trace of emotion.
However, those pupils, as deep as the abyss, seemed like chaos and darkness itself.
Those are the eyes of the Blood Demon Duke.
At some point, the Blood Demon Duke who was just above the Holy Palace appeared behind him.
Just by looking into his eyes, the Cardinal felt as if his soul was being swallowed by endless darkness. All kinds of twisted and weird thoughts spread in his mind like corrupted maggots.
There was only darkness left in his eyes, and his expression quickly became as hideous as that of a demon.
He only felt that his blood became restless, his thoughts became complicated, and everything in front of him began to become annoying and hateful, making him have an urge to destroy everything.
All that remained in his mind were those calm devil's eyes, and beside his ears, there seemed to be a voice constantly whispering, provoking all kinds of crazy thoughts and evil ideas.
The Cardinal smiled.
The corners of his mouth turned up, revealing a strange arc, and his gray-blue eyes quickly turned red, while the whites of his eyes were covered with a layer of deep black.
He laughed in a strange tone, and while laughing, he drew out the holy sword surrounded by divine power and shouted fanatically:
"Everything... for the eternal holiness!"
After he finished speaking, he raised the holy sword high, burst out with pale holy power, and slashed at the terrified clergy.
Looking at the dazzling holy sword that was coming down towards them with no way to avoid it, the clergy opened their eyes wide, with expressions of fear, astonishment and despair.
However, just as the sword was about to fall, an arm passed through the void, and the white index finger lightly touched the tip of the sword.
The sword light stopped.
The cardinal paused.
The holy light turned from pale to platinum and retreated in the direction it came from.
When the light spread to the cardinal, his eyes gradually regained clarity.
The scarlet and darkness faded away, and his ferocious expression was gradually replaced by confusion. When he realized what he had just done, his expression quickly turned into fear and horror.
Just one glance, just a glance with the Blood Demon Grand Duke, and he, as a legendary priest, almost lost his mind, and the other party didn't even do anything!
The Cardinal quickly put away the Holy Sword, feeling extremely scared. But in addition to the fear, he looked at the helper who woke him up with gratitude...
"Thanks……"
He said.
But after saying this, he was stunned again.
The person that caught the eye of the Cardinal was a woman with silver hair and red eyes.
She looked to be about twenty years old, and her delicate and perfect face gave him a strong sense of déjà vu. The black dress she wore was woven with a thorny rose pattern that looked quite familiar.
She was clearly standing there, but the cardinal could not sense any presence, as if her existence was just an illusion.
No.
That was no illusion.
The cardinal could see the other person clearly. He even heard him speak softly. His cold voice was ethereal and majestic:
"Stand back, this is no longer a battle for mortals."
Ordinary...mortal?
The cardinal was stunned for a moment.
Then, as if realizing something, he widened his eyes again.
The perception of legends is extremely sharp. According to common sense, nothing can escape the perception of legends.
Standing in front of him, but unable to be perceived, and at the same time not an illusion, that can only mean one thing... the other party's existence is beyond his perception!
The last time the Cardinal had a similar feeling was when the Blood Demon Duke came up behind him silently.
Well, the answer is already obvious.
myth!
He is just like the Blood Demon Duke... He is also a myth that has descended into the mortal world!
The cardinal looked shocked.
At this moment, he suddenly remembered when he had seen the pattern of the thorny rose.
It was a confidential report from the Fallen Star Kingdom Church branch, and the existence represented by the iconic thorns and roses only referred to one existence in the report—
"The Blood Prince...the God of Dark Night!"
The cardinal widened his eyes and spat out the name that appeared in his mind in disbelief.
He looked at the figure who saved him with a complicated expression, and after a slight hesitation, he said to the other clergy:
"Everyone, step back! Evacuate the residents of the Holy City. This is no longer an area that we mortals can interfere with!"
After saying this, he looked worriedly in the direction of the two gods, and then decisively exerted his divine power to bless other priests and civilians, and led everyone away.
And soon, he saw familiar figures again.
Not far away, several powerful auras appeared at the same time and rushed over one after another. They were the legendary clergy who had been lured away from the church.
The Grand Master of the Knights Templar, the Acting Grand Inquisitor, the Cardinal Demon Hunter, and those cardinals from the College of Cardinals who took part in the search for Gregory XII were all included.
The solemn-looking Cardinal finally breathed a sigh of relief. He hurried forward and saluted Angus, the Grand Master of the Knights Templar, who was at the front and had the highest status. Then he said solemnly:
“Your Excellency, Captain! The Blood Demon Duke has arrived! He is confronting the God of Darkness who suddenly descended! The divine defenses in the Holy Palace have now completely failed. We must evacuate all residents of the Holy City immediately!”
The cardinal's expression was serious, and his look was more solemn than ever before.
However, the Grand Master of the Knights Templar and others did not show any surprise. They seemed to have known the current situation for a long time, and were not surprised by the arrival of the two myths. They just nodded to the Cardinal, and Angus, the leader, said in a deep voice:
"Don't worry, it has been arranged."
The Cardinal hesitated to speak.
And suddenly, as if he remembered something, he said again:
"Oh right! And Her Royal Highness the Saint!"
"When we came to the Holy City to help, we couldn't find Her Highness the Saint!"
After hearing the words of the Cardinal, Angus and others had subtle expressions.
After a slight pause, Grand Commander Angus said:
"Your Highness the Saint... previously accompanied us to track down the apostates."
The Cardinal's gaze subconsciously fell on the crowd, with hope in his eyes:
"Then, what about Her Highness the Saint?!"
"Your Highness the Saint can communicate with my Lord. Now the evil god is wreaking havoc on the Holy City. Only Your Highness the Saint can save the Holy City!"
"As long as Her Highness the Saint prays to the Lord, the Lord will surely cast his gaze upon us and judge the evil that attempts to subvert holiness!"
The Cardinal said this with a fanatical look.
But after he finished speaking, he found that all the legendary priests in front of him were silent.
The cardinal finally sensed that something was wrong.
He couldn't help but scan the crowd again, and then said anxiously:
"Sir Angus, where is the Saint? Didn't you say that she was tracking down the apostates with you? Where is she?"
The expression of the Grand Master of the Knights Templar became increasingly subtle.
He glanced at the Cardinal, then sighed and said:
"The one who just saved you was Her Highness the Saint."
"What?"
The cardinal looked stunned.
At one point, he wondered if he had heard it wrongly.
But looking at the calm expression of Captain Angus and the tacit silence of the other clergy, he finally widened his eyes.
Turning back in disbelief, he looked at the figure that was already far away from everyone else.
Boundless darkness covered the sky, and the twisted and deep shadows had swallowed up everything, shrouding the battlefield of mythology.
The cardinal could no longer see the silver-haired figure. All he saw was a deep darkness. All he felt was the immense divine power that kept rising like a storm, making even legends tremble with fear.
He opened his mouth slightly, and said in a shocked voice:
"You mean to say that that was Her Royal Highness the Saint?!"
"Her Highness the Saint... is the God of Darkness?!"
……
The center of the holy city, the battlefield of mythology.
The demons prostrated themselves on the ground, kneeling towards the sky, while above the sky, two figures faced each other, emitting a pressure beyond the mortal realm.
The fierce magic storm blew up Charlotte's silver hair, and crimson divine power surrounded her. In her golden-red pupils, there was a platinum-colored sacred light dancing, adding a touch of holiness and oppression to her in the darkness.
Her eyes fell on the Blood Demon Duke.
Although the black armor on her body looked more majestic and ferocious, and the aura she exuded was more chaotic and dark than in her memory, and although the other party did not enthusiastically shout "Savior" and salute her respectfully like a fan as soon as he saw her, but maintained an emotionless and cold silence...
But Charlotte recognized him at a glance. The other party was the young demon warlock who had personally given him blood when she traveled through history.
Looking at the appearance that had not changed much from the memories of the past, Charlotte's voice was also filled with emotion:
"Abaddon, we... haven't seen each other for a long, long time."
(End of this chapter)