"Sidney, you've come to walk right into the trap."
A slightly serious voice echoed in the hall of the Forza Basilica. Two more people had appeared in the hall, and the one who spoke was one of them. The priest who had reprimanded Yolfo earlier was now standing respectfully behind the man with another unfamiliar face. The man was about forty or fifty years old, wearing a holy robe that was almost the same style as Sidney's. He was slightly bald and fat.
In fact, this man was Roderick, the sixth of the eleven Sanctums. Roderick Barbarossa was born in a scholastic family in Cloak Bay. When he was young, he was favored by the previous generation's great priest, Bishop Mechauri of Cloak Bay. Later, he was promoted to the upper echelons of the Sanctum and was known for his hymns. He once attacked the cultists in Ambroli and was mercilessly awarded the title of Iron Bishop. After returning to the center of the Sanctum, he entered the core of the power of the eleven Sanctums. He looked very young, but in fact, he was not much younger than Valla.
But Sidney did not even lift his eyelids to look at him, as if he was too lazy to speak. She looked in the direction of the altar, where the Door of Flame had disappeared without a trace. It was obvious that this was a trap, waiting for her to come here. She was not surprised at all that the Silver Queen knew that she would come here. When she escaped from the Leo Palace, she took the fragment of Holy Sword Oderfeiss with her. It would be strange if the Silver Queen could not even guess that.
Roman and Haruz stood nervously behind the statue of the Leo Palace's Adoratrice, while Brunhilda was guarding them. She looked a little indifferent. Brando had ordered her to send Sidney to Fathom Harbor with the Windrider Foal. As for the fight between these mortals, she did not care much, and Sidney did not ask her for help.
Probably angered by the indifference of Sidney and Brunhilda, the great priest Roderick raised his eyebrows, and a faint anger rose in his heart. Although he was the sixth of the eleven Sanctums, his real strength was not too far from Sidney's. In fact, among the eleven Sanctums, except for Valla's extraordinary strength, the others were actually on par with each other. And now, he had the help of two high-ranking priests from the scholastic faction, so he really did not know where Sidney's confidence came from.
Was it because of that woman?
Roderick glanced at Brunhilda and saw that this Valkyrie was at most at the level of Elemental Enlightenment. As for Roman and Haruz, he simply ignored them. Thinking of this, Roderick felt a little more confident. He didn't want to complicate matters, so he immediately ordered the two beside him and Yolfo, "Stop her together. Don't let her escape."
"My Lord, that little boy should be the crown prince of Erouine." At this moment, the high priest beside Yolford suddenly spoke.
Roderick looked at Haruz with a hint of surprise in his eyes. He nodded silently and replied, "Don't worry about him. They can't run away. Just keep an eye on Sydney."
Although the voices of the two were not loud, it was impossible for Sidney not to hear them with her strength. However, she acted as if she did not hear them and stood there motionlessly, as if she was going to watch Roderick make his move. Her attitude angered the 'Holy Eulogist' from the center of the Holy Cathedral. Roderick let out a cold snort from his nose and chanted in a low voice:
"Supreme Flame, My Lord King.
Please forgive the folly of the mortal world,
Send down your holy judgment,
Sweep away all evil and darkness. "
A sacred light hung down from the dome of the Holy Cathedral and enveloped him in it. He spread out his hands and the light spread in all directions like a cage, enveloping Sidney in it. If Brando were here at this moment, he would be surprised to recognize this spell. This was one of the seventy-four sacred hymns of the Holy Cathedral of Fire. Hymns were one of the most powerful holy spells of the priests of the Holy Cathedral of Fire, and each of the seventy-four hymns was a powerful holy spell. They were both judgment and truth, containing unimaginable power.
The spells of the gods that mortals spoke of were, in fact, the spells of hymns.
Furthermore, hymns were Roderick's forte. Among the seventy-four hymns, there were long ones and short ones. Among them, the Admonition Hymn, which was known as the strongest Holy Spell of Imprisonment, Seal, and Boundary, had 144 lines. An ascetic with profound teachings would be able to perform this Holy Spell in a short seven lines. However, Roderick's first move was a shocking four-line hymn.
In this field alone, he could be said to be standing at the peak of the Holy Cathedral of Fire. Perhaps no one, including Valla, could be compared to him.
At the same time as Roderick cast the spell, the two Scholastic Masters beside him flanked Sidney at the same time. They each took out a scepter with a cross head. This was the Cross Scepter of the Holy Cathedral of Fire, a very powerful holy weapon, and also a symbol of their status. Bishops of their level were usually called Bishops of the Cross. In the Holy Cathedral of Fire, the strength of the Bishops of the Cross was usually between Elemental Activation and Elemental Enlightenment, depending on the individual's strength. In most areas, the level of the Bishops of the Cross was actually not at this level, so most of the Bishops of the Cross were actually scholars who were very knowledgeable in holy spells and religious knowledge.
Being attacked by 'Praise the Saint' Roderick and two scholarly scholars at the same time, there was probably no one in the Holy Temple other than the Supreme Valla who could escape unscathed. But at this moment, Sidney didn't seem to feel the slightest bit of danger. He just stood there quietly, staring at the two scholarly masters and Roderick's holy spell with a cold and disdainful gaze.
"Is he crazy?"
Roderick looked at the scene in disbelief. Of course, he did not think that he could casually use a spell to injure the chief priest of the Leo Palace. Not to mention him, perhaps even Valla, the Great Holy See, could not do so. After all, Sidney's combat strength was second only to Valla among the eleven Holy Sees. There was a legend in the Empire, that was, it was said that the Saintess of the Leo Palace was very talented in battle. When she was young, she could have joined the Flame Knight Regiment, but she chose to walk the path of a monk.
As one of the eleven Holy Seigneurs, Roderick knew that this legend wasn't groundless, but rather, it was true. Back then, Sidney had actually caught the eye of the previous generation's Grand Commander of the Knights, who wanted to personally appoint her as his successor. However, Sidney herself had opposed it, and with the protection of Valla and the previous generation's Great Holy Seigneurs, this matter was left unsettled.
This woman was born to be a Knight. Even if she later embarked on the path of a bishop, her fighting style was the most powerful among the eleven Holy Sees.
But no matter how powerful she was, it was impossible for Sidney to stand still and take his spell head-on. What did she think he was, one of those low-level high-ranking priests?
However, in the next moment, Roderick felt that he was really crazy.
He saw that his spell had not yet touched Sidney's body, and it broke into pieces like glass, turning into countless dust and dissipating with the wind. At that moment, Roderick almost thought that he was hallucinating. This was a hymn, one of the most powerful among the seventy-four hymns. How could she break his spell without moving?
Could it be that the woman in front of him was actually Valla in disguise?
Roderick immediately threw this crazy idea out of his mind. Not to mention that the Great Holy See Valla was now under house arrest by Her Majesty the Queen, even if it was Valla himself, it was impossible for him to stand still and break his spell.
Roderick suddenly thought of a terrible possibility in his mind.
But before he could react, Sidney in front of him finally made a move. The Lion Palace Saintess raised her right hand and pointed at him. It was the simplest third-circle holy spell, Ray of Radiance. A white light shot out from Sidney's fingertips and went straight to the 'Praise the Saint' Roderick. This holy spell was quite popular among the low-level priests because it was the most effective attack method below the fourth circle. However, in a battle at the level of the Holy See, this spell was tantamount to a joke.
Not to mention that Roderick had countless means to counter this spell, in fact, even if he did not react and let this spell hit him, this mere third-circle spell may not be able to break through his will barrier.
At this moment, Roderick felt an extremely dangerous aura from this spell. In an instant, he set up three or four protective spells around himself. As if he was afraid that he could not block this third-circle spell, he desperately retreated. In the next moment, under the watchful eyes of everyone in the hall, a terrible scene happened. This simple ray of light was like the legendary holy spear. It actually pierced through all the protective spells in front of Roderick.
Under everyone's shocked gaze, the white ray of light did not trigger the 'Praise the Saint' Roderick's will barrier at all. It easily pierced his fat body and pierced his heart.
One of the eleven Holy Sees of the Holy Cathedral of Fire, the 'Praise the Saint' Roderick, widened his eyes as if he could not believe that he would die so easily. Then, endless darkness shrouded his consciousness.
When Roderick's body fell to the ground, it suddenly burst into flames in an instant as if it was swallowed by the holy fire. The whole hall was silent, and no one reacted for a moment.
Including the countless monks present, including Jorf, and the two Scholastic Masters, the two Scholastic Masters had stopped in their tracks. They looked at Sydney, the Saintess of the Leo Palace, as if they had seen a ghost. For a moment, they could not advance or retreat. Should they continue to attack? This was obviously not a wise choice, but if they wanted to escape, where could they escape to?
How strong was Roderick? Even he had been reduced to ashes by a mere Third Circle spell, let alone them.
But after all, the two of them were monks with profound attainments in doctrine. Soon, they thought of the possibility that Roderick thought of before he died. Their faces changed at the same time, and at the same time, they looked at the indifferent Sydney. But this time, Sydney did not look at them at all. She directly said to all the low-level monks of the Holy Cathedral of Fire in the hall, "Immediately open the door and gather everyone. I want to speak —"
Yolfo seemed to have just reacted. He looked at Roderick's ashes on the ground in disbelief, and then looked at Sidney. He could not help but stutter, "Ms. Sidney, you …"
After saying this, the host of the Forsa Sanctuary regretted. Even Roderick was dead, what right did he have to ask such a question? There was no doubt that this she-devil was going to do something to him soon.
But thinking of this, Jorf suddenly found courage, probably because of the mood of a broken pot, he suddenly raised his head and said loudly, "Lady Sydney, since you have betrayed the Holy Cathedral, then you are no longer a Holy See of the Holy Cathedral of Fire. Therefore, we did not listen to your orders. The Forsa Sanctuary will never bow to any infidels!"
With these words, the entire Forza Temple actually fell deathly silent, so quiet that even the drop of a pin could be heard. Everyone in the surroundings looked at him like he was a madman, including the two masters of the academy. Their gazes were filled with both mixed feelings and admiration.
"Your courage is commendable." But Sydney did not seem to be angry. She only said calmly, "But I am not the one who gave you the order. There is not much time left for Fathom Port. I hope you will not waste it."
After saying this, she spread out her hands, and a shadow slowly rose from behind the statue of the Lion Palace Saintess.
When they saw the shadow, everyone in the Forsa Sanctuary was shocked.
"This is …"
"This is the Holy Sword Oderfeiss!"
"The Late King …"
Sydney's face was stern as she said coldly, "In the name of the Flame King Gretel, I declare that the Silver Queen is conspiring to divide the Holy Cathedral. All believers in the Forsa Sanctuary and the Parish of Fathom Port immediately submit to the Spirit of the Holy Sword. Listen to my orders and start the Holy War!"
The two masters' faces were pale.
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