The darkness was like a curtain that blocked the vision of ordinary people. Chinese novel.
However, for Kieran who had attained A + Level Perceptive Sense, such darkness only made his vision slightly blurry.
In addition to the dense negative energy buffing [Body of Evil], Kieran's vision wasn't affected at all. Quite the contrary, it even received some additional enhancements.
At least, Kieran, who was standing on the top floor of this high-rise building, could clearly see everything that was happening below.
However, Ohara was different.
The faint Sanctuary Force was circulating around Ohara's body, resisting the invasion of the dense negative energy around her. That was why she did not die.
In fact, the normal Sanctuary Force was completely suppressed by the negative energy when it reached the center of Ciaran City.
If it wasn't for the Spirit Blessing Energy, Ohara would have fallen to the ground in such a weakened state.
Even so, Ohara didn't show any dissatisfaction.
She glanced into the distance and then looked at Kieran.
There was a hint of worry in his eyes.
Because of that bold plan, and the risk that must be borne.
The Archdeacon wanted to dissuade Kieran.
But just as stubborn as she remembered, he didn't stop persuading her.
He even asked her to leave.
But how was this possible?
The last time he left, she had almost lost him.
This time?
She would never leave.
He would never make the same mistake twice.
However, there were some things that she had to remind Kieran.
"2567, I don't think Barry would tell the truth."
"Even if all of this was caused by the Ancient Southern Country, they must have had a cooperative relationship in the beginning. It was only because the development of the situation was outside of Barry's expectations that he made a mistake and ended up in this situation!"
Ohara expressed her opinion based on her understanding of Barry.
"But does it matter?"
"From the beginning to the end, whether it is Barry or the Ancient Southern Country that caused all of this, they are all our enemies. I will absolutely not believe the words of the enemy, I will only catch them all in one net!"
Kieran said honestly.
Although he had obtained some clues from the alchemy modified warriors, he was not able to do so.
However, Kieran would never believe the clues left behind by an enemy.
Even if the clues seemed quite real.
This was because Kieran knew very well that the most dangerous thing was a clue that had nine truths and one falsehood.
You would unknowingly fall into a trap, and only at the very last moment would you suddenly realize that everything was a trap.
Most of them would be too late by then.
Therefore, Kieran used a more reliable method.
Even though it would cost quite a lot.
…
In the shadows, Kieran carefully approached his target.
A bank near the center of Ciaran City.
Once a temple, now a bank.
Even though the massive buildings had already disappeared after countless wars and years, the buildings before them still retained some of their original style. It was enough to show how glorious the Primordial Temple was back then.
A large number of tall stone pillars acted as the front of the door, supporting the 50 meters high ceiling. Granite stairs led from the bottom to the top. The real Primordial Temple entrance was long lost, what was left was a small door that was imitated by the later generations: two doors that could be opened and closed freely and the width was only enough for four people to pass through.
The small door would be a decent door in any other place but in this place, it was like a firefly compared to the bright moon, not worth mentioning at all.
Especially when people walked up the granite stairs, each of the broken but still vivid and lifelike paintings of the mythical Gods appeared on the stone walls, it made the small door even more inconspicuous.
However, in front of the inconspicuous small door, there were almost 30 alchemy modified warriors guarding it.
However, soon enough, the 30 alchemy modified warriors fell to the ground without a sound.
Their cold and stiff faces were showing smiles.
It was a smile of getting the item that they yearned for for a long time, a smile of life.
Then …
It was death!
The Grim Reaper quietly approached them, reaping their lives.
Kieran followed closely behind the Grim Reaper and in a flash, he pushed open the small door.
Behind the door was a long and narrow walkway.
There was no light at all.
The darkness was like a giant mouth, devouring anyone who dared to step into the narrow walkway.
Kieran didn't care at all as he moved forward in a certain direction.
When he heard the cries of pain, his footsteps quickened even more.
A dozen seconds later, a giant cage appeared in front of Kieran.
Kieran sized up the steel cage in front of him.
The bars were as thick as a grown man's arm and mystical runes were carved on them. Dense negative energy flowed along the mystical runes, emanating a strange decaying power.
As for the members of the Templar Church, they were like birds trapped in a cage.
They had been subjected to torture.
Their bodies were stained with blood.
But more importantly, their minds seemed to have been affected by some kind of dazzling light. Most of them were in a sluggish state.
Only a small portion of them could be considered conscious.
Looking at Kieran who appeared before them, the Sanctuary members who were conscious didn't feel any joy. Each and every one of them was panicking and wanted to say something.
Unfortunately, when they opened their mouths, all they revealed was half of their tongues.
Not only that, when the Sanctuary members tried to signal Kieran with their actions, tiny black arrows were fired at them from the iron bars that were carved with mystical runes.
Sou Sou Sou!
The arrows were like smoke, disappearing into the bodies of the Sanctuary members.
They were rolling on the ground in pain but they didn't have the ability to warn Kieran anymore.
In fact, even if they did, it was too late.
The moment Kieran stepped into the cage, he had fallen into the trap.
"Offerings!
What a wonderful evil energy! Only such offerings are what I need! I've been waiting for you for a long time, 2567! "
Two voices sounded one after another.
The former sounded fanatical while the latter sounded cold.
However, both of the voices were from the same person.
Braid, who was bald and dressed in a red cotton shirt, walked out slowly.
He looked at Kieran with a satisfied expression.
Kieran was also looking at Braid.
Then, he subtly moved his hand behind his back.
Braid immediately noticed the little movement.
He smiled.
His smile was filled with mockery.
The scar on his face made his mocking smile even more ferocious.
"Child's play!"
"Didn't Nikorei give you anything else?"
Don't you know when you face the Southern Roland Faction, illusions and such will only embarrass you? "
Braid grabbed Kieran's throat with his right hand and lifted him up single-handedly.
A black, gelatinous liquid came out from Braid's right hand and instantly bound Kieran's limbs and head. Braid looked at the struggling Kieran.
Braid's fanatical and cold voice said loudly at the same time.
"Stop struggling, it's about to begin!
I really want to see how the God of Earth will react after all her efforts go to waste! "
Amidst a series of sick laughter, Braid grabbed Kieran and headed towards the center of Ciaran City.
There, the magic circle was completely set up.
It wasn't just a single part anymore but all of them.
A magic circle that used Ciaran City as its base.
Or rather, a sacrificial altar!
A stone altar was erected in the center of the magic circle. Dense negative energy was rumbling ceaselessly like dark clouds.
A golden sharp knife was placed on top of the altar.
It was quietly waiting for the offering to arrive.
Braid grabbed Kieran and slowly walked up to the altar. Without any mercy, he picked up the golden sharp knife and plunged it into Kieran's heart.
Then, Braid twisted his wrist forcefully.
He wanted to grind Kieran's heart into pieces, so that all the warm blood in his heart would flow out.
But …
"Kieran"'s chest wasn't bleeding at all.
Besides, "Kieran" was looking at him with a faint smile and mouthing two words.
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