A chaotic battle broke out in the ruined village.
Not long ago, the attackers had claimed to be the protectors of the land and its people, the practitioners and propagators of the Holy Light, and the warriors who maintained tradition and order. But now, they were just a bunch of hungry bandits who were on the verge of madness.
Hunger could weaken and bring death, but before it could fully unleash its power, it could also lead people to another direction: madness and brutality.
Wright did not know how many attackers there were. He only felt that every ruin around him, every fence outside the village, and even behind the grass and slopes further away were enemies. Frenzied and even ecstatic screams came from all directions, and there was not much humanity in those screams.
He waved the molten sword in his hand, and the blade glowed due to the surge of magic. He was not a skilled swordsman, and the way he waved his sword was not much better than a commoner with a pitchfork. But he was tall and strong, and every swing of his sword was enough to drive the hungry and frenzied enemies far away. As he waved his sword, he could clearly see the ugly faces of the attackers.
They were dressed in dirty and tattered armor and robes. Their faces were stained with mud, and some of them even had dried blood stains on their faces. Their eyes were bloodshot and scarlet, and they looked like beasts. They yelled and screamed as they charged towards the bonfires, the commoners, and even the Cecil soldiers who had wiped them out not long ago. There was no longer any reason or fear in their eyes, only food and the light of the fire.
Countless attackers surged out from the darkness. The Cecil soldiers on the scene covered the civilians as they retreated and launched a counterattack under cover. The blinding beams of the scorching rays tore through the darkness, but there were just too many enemies.
A soldier threw a crystal grenade with all his might, and the grenade exploded violently on the other side of the bonfire. In the loud bang and bright flash of the explosion, several attackers were swept up into the sky, and the enemy's offensive slowed down a little. It seemed that the destructive explosion had left a terrible impression on them, and they were instinctively afraid even in their madness. But their fear only lasted for a few seconds before someone shouted, "They are outnumbered! Don't be afraid, they are outnumbered! "" Kill! Kill! "" They have food! They have food! "
Hunger and high-strung nerves made these people completely lose their minds. They began to attack the temporary defense line formed by Cecil's soldiers without fear of death. And this completely chaotic, instinct-based "tactic" was very effective: Cecil's soldiers were too few, and there was no "Skyfire Explosion" that could turn thousands of people into ashes. Under the crazy attack, the defense line formed by Wright and his comrades could only retreat.
A fully-armed Cecil soldier was equivalent to a low-level Transcendent, but there was more than one Transcendent among the attackers in the night. Wright saw bright fireballs and charged swords flying in the dark. He waved the sword in his hand hard and slashed a fireball flying in the air aside. Then, he cut a longsword that was coming at him from the side. But because of this blow, he used too much strength and the Melt-Cutter Sword in his hand fell out of his hand.
He staggered a bit due to the inertia, and a cold wind that made his hair stand on end came from the back of his neck. He quickly crouched down and grabbed the attacker behind him. He grabbed nothing, but succeeded in forcing the attacker to take two steps back.
Wright quickly turned around and saw the attacker's appearance. It was a Knight wearing a steel armor. Outside the armor was a tattered white robe with half of the torn cloak hanging outside the robe. In the Knight's hand was a longsword that emitted a faint white light.
The Vatican Knight of the Church of Holy Light.
When he saw the faint white light on the longsword, Wright could not help but pause his thoughts for a moment.
"Facing your church compatriots on the battlefield is different from a fight in the streets of the countryside … Are you ready to face them?"
The Knight holding the longsword did not seem to expect that the big man in front of him would be so difficult to deal with after losing his weapon. But after a very brief moment of shock, he reacted and raised his longsword. The holy light on the blade surged in the dark, emitting enough heat to burn flesh and blood. "Go to hell!"
The heat of the holy light woke Wright up. He contracted his muscles and leaned to the side, narrowly dodging the attack that was aimed at his chest. Then he stretched his arm and grabbed the attacker's wrist, twisting it hard to take the enemy's weapon away.
The holy light lit up near the Knight's wrist, instantly forming a steel-like barrier and bouncing Wright's hand away. Then the Vatican Knight stirred up a dazzling light around him, and he retreated at an incredible speed. Then he waved his longsword, and a shockwave formed by holy light was released from the front end of the longsword.
The bright arc of light crashed onto the already crumbling force field shield. The scattered holy light turned into scorching light particles, leaving little burn marks on Wright's exposed skin. Wright, on the other hand, used the last cover of the force field shield to charge forward while the Holy See's knight was momentarily stunned. He pushed the knight to the ground like a ferocious tiger.
The knight of the Holy See struggled with all his might, letting out an angry roar. The Holy Light continued to gather on his body, causing his strength to rise steadily. However, Wright pressed down on the enemy's chest with all his might. One of his hands pressed on the enemy's neck, while the other grabbed the enemy's wrist that was holding the sword. Even though the scorching Holy Light on the enemy's body was burning his hand, Wright refused to let go.
"I'll kill you!!" The Vatican Knight roared. Scorching holy light spewed out from his longsword, and the scattered flames even burned Wright's shoulder. However, Wright only grabbed the Vatican Knight's wrist harder, and even broke the holy light barrier on the enemy's wrist inch by inch. "Why?!"
The knight of the Holy See stared at the furious enemy in front of him in fear. He could only watch as the enemy's flesh was burned by the holy light, and the runes on the enemy's armor were extinguished one by one due to the overload. However, the knight of the Holy See felt that the pressure was increasing. In fear, he shouted loudly, "What did you say?!"
"You bully the weak, you rob the innocent, you attack civilians, you are greedy beyond measure! You have committed almost every crime recorded in the sacred scriptures!! " Wright completely crushed the holy light barrier on the Vatican Knight's wrist. He even crushed the enemy's wrist. In the Vatican Knight's tragic scream, Wright punched him in the face. "Why?! Why are you heinous sinners still using the Holy Light?! "
Wright punched heavily a second time. As the enemy's blood splattered, the last bit of runes in the magical terminal was completely extinguished. Wright's whole body was exposed to the high-intensity holy light corrosion for a long time, and the magical armor finally could not bear the burden and was overloaded and destroyed.
Just as Wright had finally knocked out the Church's knight in front of him, another enemy wearing a white robe and wielding a Holy Light longsword pounced toward him from behind.
Leit felt the wind behind his head, and he felt the pain of the holy light burning his skin once again. However, he had no time to turn his head. He could only leap to the side as fast as he could. At this moment, he saw the person who attacked him from the corner of his eyes — it was the second Holy See knight.
The second Vatican Knight did not give Wright a chance to stand up again. Taking advantage of Wright's complete loss of balance and unable to dodge, he had already swung his sword again. But at this moment, a stone suddenly flew out from the darkness not far away.
This powerless stone smashed into the Vatican Knight's shoulder. It did not cause any damage, but it slowed down the Vatican Knight's sword by half a beat. The sword cut a bloody wound on Wright's face, and the latter took advantage of this opportunity to flip over and get up.
Wright saw the person who threw the stone. Not far away, next to the entrance of the cellar, Emily was standing there blankly, still in the same posture as when she threw the stone.
The Vatican Knight roared angrily and swung his longsword. A blade of holy light silently cut through the darkness and pierced the little girl's chest.
Emily fell down in front of Wright's eyes.
Anger, hatred, or something else … Wright did not know what kind of emotion flooded his mind and occupied his thoughts at this moment. He only knew that this was something that he had been trying to control by following the path of the holy light. He was temperate, he was self-controlling, he was tolerant, he was controlling his emotions all the time. But at this moment, his mind was finally filled with those emotions.
The anger and confusion that had been accumulating for a long time was switched off at this moment.
He seemed to have forgotten the Vatican Knight who was close at hand. At this moment, he only had eyes for the little girl who had already fallen on the ground. He rushed towards the entrance of the cellar and rushed in front of Emily.
The little girl still had her last breath. She breathed with difficulty. Her skin and flesh that had been burned by the blade of holy light kept cracking as she breathed. Blood gushed out from the charred wounds. Every second, she was closer to death. Wright knelt in front of her, but after seeing the wound, he knew that it was all too late.
But the little girl just struggled to open her eyes and look at the big man in the darkness.
She seemed to be laughing. Wright only heard a very weak sentence enter his ears. "Big uncle, there really is a circle of light around you …"
The Vatican Knight came behind Wright. He looked mockingly at the enemy who seemed to have lost his mind because of the little girl's death. Then, he raised his longsword high and swung it down mercilessly.
The longsword turned into ashes in the collision of light.
He opened his eyes wide in fear and watched the tall "Cecil person" slowly stand up. A layer of flowing light like liquid covered the "Cecil person's" body, covering his armor, his skin, and everything about him.
It was as if he was cast by light.
Wright opened his eyes. Holy light surged in his eyes, surging in the ghastly wound on his face. He raised his arm, which seemed to be made of light, and grabbed the neck of the Holy See knight. He lifted him into the air bit by bit, and slowly exerted his strength.
The knight of the Holy See struggled with all his might. The scorching Holy Light caused smoke to rise from the flesh and blood all over his body. In the fear of death, he widened his eyes and stared straight into Wright's eyes. "Lord … curse you …"
"I. CURSE. IT!!"
Pure light burst out from the gaps of the Vatican Knight's armor. In this unprecedentedly clear light, the Vatican Knight's flesh and bones were instantly vaporized.
A set of tattered armor and robes fell to the ground.
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