Chapter 313: The Angel's Descent (Part 10)
Buzz.
A faintly glowing barrier appeared outside William's body, enveloping Bettis, Caroline, and the others inside it as well.
Since entering this area, William had constantly been paying attention to the situation above, so he reacted the very instant danger presented itself.
But even so, his expression remained solemn at this moment.
Deploying the Holy Light barrier was merely a backup plan; originally, William had intended to rely on [Holy Step] to evacuate.
But the moment he activated the Holy Art, he immediately felt his body become sluggish, and his surging Holy Power was instantly locked down.
It was as if moving within this area was a taboo.
Shiloj was the second person to react.
He ripped the golden crucifix from his chest and tossed it into mid-air. The next moment, this object emitted a hazy halo of light.
Dense golden runes floated in the air, each containing ancient Holy Power, and the sound of chanting scriptures could faintly be heard.
"To think it's a Pioneer's Cross..." Lorcy secretly widened her eyes.
Every Pope had a dedicated prayer holy artifact. Because these items were immersed in pure Holy Power over long periods, their divinity was extremely pure, possessing incredibly powerful purifying capabilities.
And after a Pope rested and ascended to Heaven, these holy artifacts would be carefully preserved as the power of the Pioneer Spirits; only the next Pope had the right to use them.
"Could it be that he really..."
Before Lorcy could let her imagination run wild, the golden cross had instantly flown high into the sky.
"Hmph, toys of a dead man."
Accompanied by a cold sneer, another bright red slash plummeted from high above, colliding violently with the golden cross.
A large swath of golden runes shattered instantly. Another second later, the golden cross grew dim and lusterless, beginning to fragment inch by inch.
The scarlet murderous intent still did not cease.
The weeds were bent over, and the few people on the ground also felt a dull ache on their cheeks.
Clang!
The Holy Light barrier came into contact with that oppressive force.
The barrier seemed on the verge of shattering almost instantly, but massive amounts of Holy Power rapidly circulated over its surface, filling the gaps within it.
But this only held up for a brief moment.
Crash!
Accompanied by falling fragments of energy, William's Holy Light barrier completely vanished.
However, the few people emerged unscathed.
"Good thing I made it in time," Jolan breathed a sigh of relief.
At this moment, his arms were crossed over his head, and the clothes on his upper body had completely vanished.
"You did well," he looked at William.
If the latter hadn't held out for a moment, he would only be protecting a pile of mashed meat right now.
"If it weren't for Lord Shiloj's holy artifact bearing most of the force, the barrier definitely wouldn't have been able to hold," William said.
Shiloj stared solemnly upwards, but upon hearing this, he still turned his head and smiled slightly.
"Now is not the time for exchanging pleasantries," Jolan assumed a defensive stance once more.
And opposite them, that beautiful yet dangerous figure slowly descended from mid-air.
"Your esteemed organization boasts of overturning the world, yet only knows how to bully ordinary people?" Jolan's tone was sarcastic.
"As long as I can achieve my goal, even slaughtering children will not shake me," Sariel opened her mouth slightly, her voice still devoid of any emotion.
"Moreover, these four are all members of the Holy Clans. Do you think such clumsy concealment will make me underestimate them."
Jolan curled his lips: "Tch... truly troublesome."
"These people are all future inheritors of the Church. Killing them should make those old fogeys uncomfortable for quite a long time," Sariel raised her long crusader sword again.
"Before that, there is another matter I am quite curious about," Jolan shifted his tone.
"You clearly took a hit from the Holy Nails just now. Why are you still able to use your power."
He narrowed his eyes: "Would you mind telling me the reason? After all, you weren't this composed last time."
Sariel tilted her head, then placed her palm on her chest.
The next moment, seven golden rays of light shone from her body once again, but under the light, a dense evil aura also seeped out.
"Ugh ahhhh—"
A miserable scream echoed in the air.
Seven Holy Nails were forced out of Sariel's body, and supporting these holy artifacts were seven ferocious-looking evil spirits.
"Spirit Body Substitution, huh," Jolan frowned tightly. "To actually plant such things into your body, what a madwoman."
This was a taboo spell capable of extracting Source Power from evil auras through fusing with evil spirits.
Many cultists chose this method to rapidly increase their power in a short time. However, because one was extremely susceptible to evil pollution after fusion, the mortality rate was very high.
Furthermore, people who generally performed this spell only dared to fuse a small piece at a time. Yet, the woman in front of him had actually fused seven complete evil spirits all at once.
"I certainly wouldn't make the same mistake twice." Sariel slashed her sword downwards, annihilating both the evil spirits and the Holy Nails completely.
Aside from Jolan, everyone else was secretly astounded. Power of this level was not something they could contend with.
And Jolan shared the same thought.
He turned his head to look at the group: "The ritual set up by this bunch of heretics is right nearby. I have already dispatched members of the Priest Order to stop it."
"From now on, you only have one mission—use all your strength to assist them in destroying the ritual."
"I'm sure you have felt it too. No matter what that ritual intends to summon, we cannot allow that thing to appear in this world. Otherwise..."
Jolan's tone turned grave: "The end of humanity might arrive ahead of schedule."
The group unconsciously looked toward a certain direction. A terrifying evil power was gathering there; even from this distance, it made their hair stand on end.
They all realized the severity of the problem.
Jolan continued: "In the following operations, you must all listen to the command of this Father William. Of course, excluding life-and-death crises, I will buy time for you here."
Besides Haggai and Caroline, the other Holy Clan members all revealed surprised expressions.
Especially Kalvis and Hugh, both took a deep look at William, not understanding why the Archbishop valued him so much.
"And you," Jolan looked at William, "The situation is urgent right now, don't slack off!"
Hearing this, the corner of William's mouth twitched.
"What do you mean slack off... this is clearly asking me to risk my life," he complained inwardly.
"But is it really okay to say this out loud... This female God of Slaughter is watching right next to us."
Thinking of this, William glanced to the side, and subsequently discovered that Sariel was staring right at him, her gaze meaningful.
"It's over..."
At this time, Shiloj spoke up: "I'll stay behind too. She looks very strong..."
"Don't waste time," Jolan interrupted. "Members of the Priest Order should prioritize completing the mission above all else!"
"Your companion's concern is very reasonable," Sariel suddenly spoke up.
Everyone instantly looked toward her.
"The light cluster behind you should be the manifestation of Casting power. It is relying on this thing that you can contend with me, but this power cannot be maintained for too long," Sariel said.
"When you were high in the sky, you already defended against two certain-death crises, and the power of the light cluster diminished considerably. Just now was the third time."
"Otherwise, why do you think these little ones were able to survive under my sword just now?"
As soon as her voice fell.
The light behind Jolan suddenly dimmed, and a portion of the halo turned into gray stone.
Crack... Thud!
The stone fell to the ground, and the aura on Jolan's body noticeably weakened.
"Tch... of all times, it had to be now." He frowned.
This scene would obviously affect morale, excepting certain individuals, of course.
Jolan crushed the stone fragments under his foot: "You are quite good at calculating, but don't think these are my only methods."
Sariel spread her hands: "As expected of a Holy See Attendant, able to stabilize people's hearts even at this moment. But regarding 'calculating', the feeling is mutual."
"You deliberately announced the mission to destroy the ritual without concealment, simply to make me pause temporarily, giving yourself more time to recover. But..."
Her eyes turned cold: "How would you know that I am not also stalling for time?"
Jolan immediately narrowed his eyes.
He sensed the direction of the ritual magic array, and his heart sank.
"Damn it, you actually borrowed the power of that Evil Spirit! Aren't you afraid it will destroy this space!" he questioned loudly.
"The Wings of Vengeance will not be stopped by anyone." Sariel drew her long crusader sword.
"A bunch of madmen!" Jolan gritted his teeth.
Then he shouted: "Shiloj stays, the rest of you go to the ritual magic array immediately!"
He was indeed struggling a bit and needed someone to stay behind and help.
"As a member of a Holy Clan, I cannot abandon Lord David and flee!" Kalvis stepped forward.
Lorcy didn't speak, but her feet also hesitated.
"Truly a bunch of fools!" Jolan cursed without concealment.
"Now is not the time to play politics! Didn't your families teach you even this much!"
Kalvis was instantly speechless, only able to clench his fists.
Lorcy turned aside, wanting to see the reactions of the others, but was immediately stunned.
The others also noticed her anomaly.
Soon, the crowd discovered that William was gone, and Haggai had disappeared along with him.
At this moment, tens of meters away.
"Hey... why are you pulling me? The others haven't even left yet!" Haggai shouted.
"With Lord Jolan's style of doing things, you staying there is only wasting his life," William's tone was calm.
Haggai thought for a moment, then quickly let out a "hmph."
"Then why didn't you bring the others? I can't even use a single Holy Art."
"I need you to maintain the reversal magic array, and some traps also need someone to watch over them," William said, narrowing his eyes.
"There might be other powerful enemies near the ritual."
Haggai said: "But... can you handle it alone? Those Priest Order members might have all perished."
William gave a thumbs-up and gestured behind him: "Aren't they all following us?"
Haggai looked in that direction, only to see Kalvis, Lorcy, and the others sprinting madly toward them.
And Jolan and that female heretic had also begun a new round of battle.
Near the ritual magic array.
A massive mist vortex lingered in the sky.
A large amount of fresh blood poured down from inside, drenching the flesh-and-blood sacrifices on the ground.
But this blood did not overflow; instead, it was entirely absorbed by the pentagram magic array, and the bloody stench on the sacrifices' surfaces grew increasingly dense.
Abraham nodded secretly, only then sitting back down on the ground.
But a voice soon rang out from outside the barrier: "What are those! With so much blood, many people must have died!"
The veins on Abraham's forehead instantly bulged, and he opened his eyes again. He saw that talkative Church idiot had once again approached nearby.
"Samael, didn't I tell you to take him away! If it affects the ritual, can you take the responsibility!" He looked to the side.
From the ground there, two dark green long snakes suddenly burst out, pouncing towards Innocent's back.
Clang!
The long snakes crashed into a Holy Light barrier, unable to advance a single step.
"Hmph! Don't try to morally blackmail me! Why don't you come out and deal with him!" Samael's voice sounded nearby.
Subsequently, the dirt on the ground exploded, and a figure wearing a black robe emerged from underneath.
"First, we are bad guys in every sense of the word, so we simply do not possess something like morality," Abraham pushed up his glasses.
"Second..."
"As long as you are willing to abort the ritual, this is already a moral act!" Innocent interrupted.
"Shut up!"
Samael and Abraham roared simultaneously.
The latter trembled all over, wishing he could charge up and beat this person up right now.
Looking back to not long ago.
Abraham originally thought he could easily dispatch this chatterbox, but the other party's strength was not weak at all.
He couldn't beat him to death, and he couldn't drive him away.
This made him feel worse than stepping in excrement!
Fortunately, Samael and Abaddon arrived in time, allowing Abraham to enjoy a moment of peace.
"Hmph, we're almost at the critical point of the ritual. We can't let these guys live any longer," Abraham stood up.
"Since we've obtained the power of the Evil Spirit, it's a good opportunity to test it out."
He immediately took out an empty bottle, catching a drop of blood falling from the sky.
Subsequently, Abraham chanted a spell and blew across the mouth of the bottle.
A gust of wind blew past.
Innocent originally intended to persuade the other party from another angle, but suddenly his entire body stiffened.
Blood red infiltrated his eyes.
"This... a consciousness invasion, how could..."
Innocent only felt everything around him slow down, and a giant blood-red cluster of light appeared before his eyes.
"We are originally one."
An emotionless voice rang in his ear.
Innocent only felt that the light cluster was very endearing, instinctively wanting to merge into it.
In reality.
Samael poked Innocent, the latter remaining motionless.
"What did you do? This guy's defensive spells are very formidable." He looked inside the barrier.
"Don't ask questions, hurry up and chop him up! Do it now!" Abraham said urgently.
Samael shrugged; he had wanted to do exactly that anyway.
"Stop! Despicable heretics!"
"You're courting death!"
Two voices suddenly rang out nearby.
John and Calvin were both charging towards this direction.
The two had previously been fighting enemies not far away. Now, seeing their team leader in danger, they could only force their way over.
But this also left them exposed.
"Mr. Fitness, you haven't finished your last set of exercises yet. Slacking off won't help you maintain a good figure."
Abaddon suddenly appeared behind Calvin, clenching his fist and smashing it down hard.
On the other side, several remains bound by gray chains suddenly stood up. They opened their mouths, and a large amount of yellowish-brown slime spewed out, aimed precisely at John.
At the same time, Abraham chanted a spell once again.
John and Calvin instantly felt their consciousness blur, their bodies involuntarily slowing down.
Further away, Sid watched this scene anxiously.
She sprinted wildly towards the three, but combat was not her forte, and right now, it was clearly too late to make it in time.
Sid tripped and fell to the ground. She couldn't even make a sound from her mouth, only able to watch helplessly as her companions walked toward their deaths.
At this time, a black shadow suddenly flew past her side.
At the same time, the dark green long snakes, the rock-like fist, and the yellowish-brown corrosive slime were all about to capture their prey.
But the next moment, all these attacks hit empty air.
And the several members of the Wings of Vengeance also frowned tightly, all staring in one direction.
Thud, thud, thud.
William tossed the three people onto the ground, then rolled his shoulders.
"It's... you!" Samael clenched his fists, these two words practically squeezed through his teeth.
Abraham's expression was also grave: "This guy really came."
Abaddon rubbed his head: "Is he your friend?"
"Idiot! This is clearly an enemy!" Abraham roared.
At this time, Samael stepped forward, his tone excited: "Very good, I've been waiting for you. It's time to settle the score."
But William raised his hand: "Wait, let me heal them first."
After speaking, he actually directly took out Holy Water and began exorcism on the spot.
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