In the Louan Cathedral, which had a history of hundreds of years, the roar and the sound of metal colliding broke the silence in the sanctuary. The pungent smell of magic flames burning the air filled every corridor and room. The gathered mercenaries and civilians set off a frenzy on the upper floor of the cathedral. Priests and knights of the Holy See who were hiding were constantly found out and dragged to the square outside. The terrible noise even penetrated the thick ground and spread to the underground palace facilities of the cathedral.
Wright led a dozen White Knight in the deep underground palace of the Louen Cathedral. The heavy and rapid sound of iron boots echoed in the stone ancient cloister. The sound of fighting on the ground could be heard from time to time, as if it was in another world.
Amber was shuttling in the dark near the White Knight team. She caught up with Wright and could not help but be curious. "Have you been here before? Why do you look so familiar? "
"The underground structure of large cathedrals is more or less the same. There is a rectangular underground palace directly under the main hall in the direction of the Holy Spirit Tower. There are one or two crossroads in the middle. This is a fixed structure," Wright said in a low voice as he walked. "Be careful. There may be enemies hiding under here."
"That's true. But we haven't seen anyone along the way." Amber looked around. She could only see the corridor illuminated by the magic crystal lamps and the flagstone road. "But it does feel a little weird here."
Wright did not respond. Instead, he silently communicated with the holy light in his heart. As a layer of faint light emerged in his eyes, the underground facility of the cathedral presented a different form in his vision.
He saw numerous translucent spirits floating in the deep and long corridor. The mottled ancient walls were flashing with runes that mortals could not understand and read. The flagstones on the ground were soaked in a faint light. A thin layer of mist was rising from the gaps of the flagstones and gradually filling the entire corridor.
The other White Knight also activated their tactical eyepieces, vigilant of all abnormal energy reactions.
"The spirits in the sanctum are alarmed." Wright's footsteps gradually slowed down. His voice was unusually serious. "The energy field here is very active."
Amber thought for a moment and found that she did not understand at all. "What do you mean?"
"The cathedral gathers the spiritual power of people. The older and larger the cathedral, the more so. For hundreds of years, countless devout believers and clergymen have been active inside and outside the cathedral. They prayed devoutly when they were alive and slept here after they died. Their souls will form a strong echo in the crypt of the cathedral. The echoes are not spirits, but more like an unconscious hollow echo. They are harmless and play a calming role to a certain extent. So people will feel a slight sense of relief when they walk into the ancient cathedral. The clergymen call it the miracle of the God of Holy Light, but in fact, it's just a natural phenomenon that can be completely explained by theory." Wright explained this knowledge to Amber while frowning. "There are also many echoes here. But these spirits that should be dormant underground are all restless."
Amber immediately had goosebumps all over his body, while Emily's figure appeared out of thin air beside Wright. The little girl's eyes were wide open as she looked at the empty corridor in the eyes of ordinary people. She happily waved her hands and greeted those invisible spirits.
Wright immediately let the little girl go back. "Emily, hide well. It may be dangerous here."
Amber swallowed. While thinking about the possibility of turning around and running away, she asked, "What's in front of us?"
"It should be the prayer room. The underground prayer room is reserved for the church master." Wright looked at the end of the corridor. "The Holy Light there is very active."
The team raised their guard and continued to move deeper into the underground facility. Hu Po looked around and realized that there was no suitable opportunity for him to slip away. Thus, he could only shake his head and force himself to follow.
The noises coming from above gradually faded away. Those faintly discernible sounds seemed to be wrapped by a layer of thick curtains, turning into indistinct low murmurs. And amidst those murmurs, the corridor gradually came to an end.
An oak door stood quietly in front of them. The magic crystal lamps on both sides of the wooden door exuded a soft and warm light. In front of the door, a figure in a black robe knelt quietly.
The White Knight instantly clenched the war hammer in his hand. Amber also raised her poisoned dagger, but the kneeling figure did not respond. Unless he was deaf, it was impossible for him not to hear the heavy footsteps coming from behind.
Wright gestured for everyone to stay alert. He carried the war hammer in one hand and cautiously came to the side of the figure.
The figure had been dead for a long time.
Wright gestured for everyone to be safe. When the others came closer, he used the handle of the war hammer to poke the body in the black robe. The latter fell down without any reaction, without a sound.
It was a disciplinary friar, with a tattoo on his scalp and a holy emblem on his chest. His face made everyone feel extremely strange.
There was no pain on his face, no gloomy expression at the end of his life. On the contrary, there was a smile at the corner of his mouth, and his face was peaceful and calm. It was as if he was still immersed in endless peace and joy the moment before his death, and this peace and joy lasted until his death.
Seeing the strange death of the disciplinary friar, and then thinking of his kneeling posture, Amber could not help but break out in a cold sweat. "Oh my God … this … how did this guy die?"
"He was attacked by a mental attack when he was unprepared," Wright said in a low voice.
Wright said in a low voice. He then raised his head and looked at the tightly shut oak door.
"The underground structure of this facility is enchanted … it should be able to withstand …" The new grand patriarch analyzed in a low voice as if he was talking to himself. Then he waved to his subordinates behind him. "Get ready to clean up."
The White Knight immediately moved quickly. Some of them opened up their shields and formed a defensive line in front of the door to deal with the impact, while others began to remove the grenades from their waists and backs. Amber was stunned. "What? What clean up? "
No one answered her. And while she was asking questions, a few more White Knight opened the weapons boxes they carried, took out several sets of individual howitzers with accelerator rails, sights and triangular mounts, and began to quickly assemble them in front of the door. Looking at how skilled they were, it was obvious that these warriors had been training in the army for a long time before they became White Knights.
Amber's ears suddenly pricked up. "Wait a minute, these are not Steel Rangers …"
"I borrowed them from Solderlin," Wright said in a low voice as he directed two of his team members to set up an obviously larger howitzer facing the door. "Don't worry, I didn't bring the more powerful ones."
While they were talking, the White Knight had already set up the howitzers, and the heavy explosive grenades were pushed into the accelerator rails. The Holy Light warriors pushed the grenades in place as they whispered prayers. "Mercy of the Holy Light …" "May the Holy Light bless the accelerator rails." "May the Holy Light bless this grenade and its fuse …"
Amber suddenly felt that there was a problem with the scene in front of her. "Hey, wait a minute! You guys are not following the procedure! Under normal circumstances, when encountering such a secret underground room, shouldn't you carefully remove the mechanism and then follow — "
While the noisy half-elf was in the middle of his rant, Wright had already raised the mechanical hammer in his hand. Then, the heavy and destructive weapon slammed heavily into the prayer room door with a whistling sound. "Divine Retribution!!"
With a loud bang, the wooden door was torn apart. In that brief moment, Amber seemed to see something behind the door suddenly light up and wanted to rush out. But in the next second, with a series of explosions, a large number of heavy explosive grenades, heavy grenades, crystal bombs, and continuous holy light blasts smashed into the prayer room.
BOOM! BOOM! BOOM!
The explosion was deafening, and the entire underground structure of the church trembled violently. If it were a normal building, it would have collapsed in the face of such a terrible explosion. But as the headquarters of the southern diocese of the Church of Holy Light, the underground structure of the Louen Cathedral was unimaginably strong. When it was full of energy, it was even stronger than the outer wall. In this underground palace that had been blessed with countless magic, the sound of the explosion was like the sound of a great bell. In the one-and-a-half-minute bombardment, the White Knight had launched nearly a hundred grenades, bombs, and grenades, as well as a large number of holy light blasts. When the explosion finally stopped, Amber still felt that her whole head was buzzing. Even though she had covered her ears immediately, it was clear that the excellent hearing brought by her elven bloodline was a fatal weakness at this time.
And Wright rushed into the prayer room with his war hammer as soon as the explosion stopped. Under his leadership, the other White Knight followed.
"Stay alert!"
In the midst of the smoke and dust, Wright loudly reminded everyone to be vigilant, while his eyes quickly swept across the large prayer room.
The prayer room was a mess. The floor, walls, and roof blessed by the holy light had been severely damaged in the terrible explosion just now. There were shocking cracks, crumbling slabs, and bricks everywhere. Between the shattered walls and the floor, there was a faint golden light that was slowly wriggling. That was the remnant of the protective spell that was trying to maintain the support structure and repair the damage of the building.
As for the furnishings in the room, except for the walls and floor, they had all been destroyed in the explosion.
"Ahem … Ahem …" Amber coughed as she followed into the smoke-filled room. "You can't do this. You are more or less … Ahem … More or less clergymen, okay?"
Wright raised a hand and interrupted Amber's loud babbling. His gaze fell on the center of the messy room. There, a wriggling mass of flesh, crystal, and flowing water-like light were converging at a speed visible to the naked eye.
Hu Po was shocked. "What the hell is that?!"
Wright's eyes widened. Between the wriggling mass of flesh and the strange crystal substance, he saw a piece of torn cloth, which was obviously part of a gorgeous robe. "… It's that bishop!"
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