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Chapter 520

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His left hand was burning with flames, and his eyes were cold.

When the flame reached its limit, Kieran threw it out like he had done before.

Inside the gap, the evil spirits that came later collided head-on with the fireball.

Under the burning of the Powerful rank flame, the evil spirit was turned into ashes again without any resistance.

One after another, Soul Crystals fell from the sky.

However, Kieran's gaze did not shift at all.

He stared at the gap.

There was a strong sense of malice hidden there.

The man tried his best to hide himself, but Kieran still saw a black shadow.

Unlike the accumulation of negative energy, it was colder and darker.

As if noticing Kieran's gaze, the malice quickly dissipated.

As the malice dissipated, the tide of evil spirits also receded.

It was like a receding tide.

As for the mass of negative energy, it healed once again, causing the crack to disappear completely.

Ohara and Azinder, who were rushing towards them, were shocked.

They never thought that the tide of evil spirits would retreat just like that.

The two of them were already prepared for a fierce battle.

“2567?”

Ohara immediately noticed the seriousness in Kieran's expression.

"These evil spirits are being controlled by … something!"

The word "human" was already at the tip of his tongue, but Kieran couldn't bring himself to say it.

After all, from Kieran's point of view, a person who could control so many evil spirits and seemed to be able to work with the negative energy aggregation did not seem human at all.

At the very least, a normal human wouldn't give off an aura that was colder and darker than a collection of negative energy.

"Control?"

Ohara frowned.

As one of the Archdeacons of the Sanctuary, Ohara had seen a lot of things but she had never seen anything like this before.

As for the records in books?

Yes, there was, but it was at least before the Blood Moon.

In fact, such cases were extremely rare even in the recent ancient times.

"Undead Lord?"

Ohara guessed.

"I don't think so!"

Kieran shook his head.

Kieran had heard of the undead creatures that were almost mythical in nature.

However, it was precisely because he knew that he was certain that it wasn't.

Otherwise, there was no need to talk about his previous obstruction.

Smulder and the others had no chance of escaping.

That's right, escape!

Even though Kieran didn't size up the Holy Knight in detail, he could still see the sorry state the Holy Knight was in.

However, Smulder felt a little unnatural under Kieran's gaze.

Or rather, he was embarrassed.

Smulder was annoyed to be seen in such a state by someone he considered as an opponent.

However, no matter how angry he was, Smulder would not go against his own will to lie.

Even so, it had a considerable effect on his reputation!

"That's right, it's not the Undead Lord!"

"But …"

The Holy Knight, who was able to be honest and confirm his opponent's guess, paused for a moment and revealed an extremely complicated expression on his face.

After a few seconds, he continued.

"Fallen!"

As soon as the word escaped her mouth, Ohara's expression changed.

Kieran furrowed his brows as well.

The Fallen was a title given by the Sanctuary to the members who betrayed their beliefs.

Although Ohara had betrayed the Sanctuary before, she wasn't considered a Fallen.

Because Ohara still had humanity in her heart.

Even more so, it was because her love was too intense that she chose to betray the Sanctuary back then.

However, the Fallen were different. They had given up all the emotions related to humanity.

They would no longer have mercy, mercy, justice, or loyalty.

Neither would they have sincerity or bravery.

They would even use death to cut off all hope.

In simple words, even though they maintained a certain human appearance, they had little to do with humans and could be treated as another kind of living being.

Kieran did read about it in Nikorei's collection of books.

The books even emphasized on how scary the Fallen were.

"If the Holy Knight is the positive light, then the Fallen are the negative darkness!"

"Most of the time, the darkness strikes fear in people. Pray for the unfortunate ones, hope that they can cross the path to the netherworld under the light of the Holy Knight."

The Holy Knight and the Fallen were mortal enemies.

They were also fated enemies.

The books even stated that only the Holy Knight could defeat the Fallen.

Of course, Kieran didn't believe it.

He was even more curious about how the Fallen appeared.

Kieran was quite curious.

So, when he read about the Fallen, he went to Nikorei's study room to search for more information about the Fallen.

However, it seemed that apart from that book, there were no records of the Fallen at all.

Needless to say, how did the Fallen Ones appear?

It made Kieran's gaze at the black negative energy gathered with a sense of speculation.

Ohara frowned beside Kieran.

"It's impossible!

"Even if this place is filled with negative energy, it's impossible for a Fallen One to appear.

As one of the Archdeacons of the Holy Church, she knew very well how difficult it was for a Fallen One to appear, and how harsh the prerequisites were.

Of course, after difficulties and harshness came strength.

Otherwise, the Holy Church wouldn't have said that the Fallen Ones were the mortal enemies of the Holy Knights and that it was their destiny.

However, before Ohara could finish, she stopped abruptly.

She seemed to think of something.

"Just as you guessed, when Simon led his men to attack the base, Barry set up a trap to trap them, and then — — let them witness the evil massacre!"

"Thousands of people died in front of them …"

"Some people become stronger in the face of difficulties!"

"Others collapsed!"

"These people who have collapsed …"

Smulder couldn't continue after that.

The answer was obvious.

The members of the Templars who had lost their faith became the Fallen.

"What is that evil massacre? I don't know, but I'm curious why Barry knows how to create the Fallen?"

"It shouldn't be something common mystics would know right?"

Kieran asked as he turned his eyes to Ohara, Barry's former collaborator.

"I didn't tell him all this!

"Although I want revenge, I hope that Barry and the Sanctuary will perish together!"

Ohara said honestly.

Though, it seemed like her honesty made the others feel uneasy.

What a scary woman!

Azinder's heart skipped a beat.

Ohara seemed to have noticed the unappropriateness of her words.

She carefully looked at Kieran.

When she noticed Kieran's expression didn't change at all, she heaved a breath of relief.

"It's 2567's fault for asking directly, that's why I told him the truth …"

Ohara blamed herself in her heart. Then, she quickly changed the topic. "No matter how Barry found out about it, we have to save those who are trapped. Otherwise, if more Fallen appear, the whole West Coast will be finished!"

"Yes, we must hurry!

I've seen it just now, that bastard is preparing for the second evil massacre!

It's just that the suppression of this place is really … "

Simon and Maya, the two Archdeacons, looked bitter.

Even Smulder, the Holy Knight, looked unnatural as well.

Of course, they knew they had to hurry.

Otherwise, the situation would get out of hand.

However, they were really helpless against it.

Ciaran City, which was filled with negative energy, they were left with less than 50% of their original strength.

This was especially true in some special areas, where the Templar Energy would be greatly reduced.

Huuu!

"I'll go again!"

Smulder said after letting out a heavy breath.

His honor and glory wouldn't allow him to give up just like that.

However, before Smulder could make a move, Kieran who had been searching the ground for half a day already strode towards the negative energy shrouded city.

He didn't announce anything.

He didn't say anything loud or clear.

All he did was walk forward quietly.

Smulder and the others were stunned.

The other mystics who had been watching the scene were also stunned.

However, right after that, the gazes of the spectators changed.

They looked at Kieran's back with an extra sense of respect.

Even the East Coast mystics felt the same. Although they were from different factions, it didn't stop them from showing respect to a true warrior and hero.

But …

But when he shifted his gaze to Smulder, his expression changed.

It seemed like, maybe, there was a little bit of hesitation.

It wasn't doubt.

However, compared to Kieran who went ahead without saying a word, Smulder who clenched his teeth and made up his mind after some thought, the difference was like heaven and earth.

If it wasn't for Kieran, Smulder's actions would surely be respected by the crowd.

However, Kieran's silent actions were right before their eyes, it was hard for them not to compare it to him.

Smulder clearly felt the gazes from the crowd.

His anger caused his breathing to quicken.

He tried his best to restrain himself from shouting at the onlookers.

While that was happening, Ohara had already chased after Kieran's back.

Both of them vanished into the darkness side by side.

Smulder finally managed to suppress his anger.

More precisely, he was still standing where he was.

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