The sounds of the young girls fighting the knight “Sean” also attracted many mutated monsters, but after the knight fell, they were also hit and repelled in batches by the girls’ spells.
“Phew… This guy, he can barely use his sword, yet he’s so troublesome!”
Verafia pushed aside a few strands of fallen hair with her fingertips, took several deep breaths, and then raised her head, looking at the knight’s corpse lying in front of her like a mountain.
Even though he was dead, Verafia could still feel the extremely strong life force within him, making his flesh and blood writhe.
During the battle, it was precisely the knight’s life force and physical strength, which did not seem like that of an ordinary human and could almost be considered that of a powerful magical beast, that had kept them entangled for so long.
“Creative Divine Power… does it tend towards metamorphosis at the life level? But that makes sense, compared to ordinary commoners, the knights of this star clearly have a much more perfect life level, and therefore have not been transformed into an unrecognizable state by their flesh and blood.”
Verafia looked at the knight’s relatively human-like face and thought to herself.
The young girl slightly raised her delicate and pure cheek, the thin moonlight reflected, and her scorching golden eyes landed on the seemingly endless night sky.
Although the place she was in could not overlook the entire Lorinc, she could clearly feel an atmosphere of continuous evolution at the level of life throughout the entire city.
“But, just like this, limited to the individual level, the metamorphosis of life cannot reach a perfect level. Wait, when dealing with Ophi, those few white-robed people mentioned the ‘Gate of Life Realm’…”
“Lord Sean is the chief knight of the church, and even he has ended up like this… Young Lady, do you think Bishop Parker’s Sacred Light Church is responsible for this?”
Igitt’s slightly anxious voice made Verafia’s thoughts pause slightly. The girl touched her chin with her little hand, her golden eyes turning:
“Hmm… As this young lady thinks, it’s probably not far off. Igitt, do you remember the sacred tea that Bishop Parker treated us to when he took me and Flarn to the church?”
Verafia blinked her long, slender eyelashes between her golden eyes, looking at the young man’s face, and nodded her butterfly-like head:
“It should be what you’re thinking. This young lady found it a bit strange at the time, but now, looking at it, there’s a clear connection with the aura on this knight.”
All along, although the deformed monsters encountered by Verafia and the others were no longer in human form, from the fragments of their clothing, it was still easy to see that most of them were poor people and wanderers from unfortunate families.
At that time, Verafia stood beside Chrisis and saw her distribute holy communion to the poor. For the Church of Light, it was naturally not difficult to send the holy communion bread, infused with Creative Divine Power, into the hands of these people.
“Church of Light! Then Sister Chrisis…!”
Igitt could no longer suppress the anxiety on his face.
In the evening, Chrisis told him that she needed to perform a prayer ceremony at the church that night… Even Sean of Stars was so corrupted, and with Chrisis staying at the church and by Bishop Parker’s side, Igitt dared not think about what might happen!
Igitt’s expression was all within the girl’s sight.
Verafia crossed her arms, slightly raised her face, and snorted, complaining again:
“For so long, the soldiers of Lorinc have not been able to control the situation. I really don’t know what your father is designing… Never mind, Igitt, let’s go to the church first. If we defeat the mastermind behind this, we might be able to end this matter early!”
Igitt nodded, his gaze shifting to Shiel.
“Brother, I won’t leave!”
The girl holding the staff raised her head and said first, her snow-blue eyes firm: “Besides, when I was little, Sister Chrisis was very good to me, and I can’t just run away early.”
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Igitt and the young girls were not far from the church. Moreover, because they had been there a few times, Verafia even remembered the specific route. They reached the church without much effort after dealing with a few scattered mutated monsters.
“Sacred Light Church…”
Verafia took a small step forward, her high heels touching the moonlit ground, making a crisp sound like glass in the quiet air.
Except for the absence of believers and knights guarding it, the entire church looked no different from the last time she saw it:
Beside the Holy Spear Tower, the statue of the Light Deity was solemn and tall, and the sacred silver cross emblem could not hide its sacredness even in the deep night.
The girl’s gaze shifted slightly. Across the plaza, the church’s entrance was wide open, and the aura of light was so dense it was almost tangible.
Igitt held Verafia’s hand, drawing her gaze aside, and looked at the young man’s slightly solemn expression.
“There isn’t the slightest guard around the church, as if they are deliberately waiting for us to enter. Veer, could this be a conspiracy?”
“A conspiracy? Perhaps. But since we’ve come this far, we can’t possibly turn back now!”
Verafia’s clear and melodious voice, like a rung bell, filled the air, and her gorgeous golden eyes sparkled slightly:
“Moreover, I’m very curious about what these guys want to do… Well, with me here, nothing will go wrong!”
Igitt’s words just now were not because he was suddenly timid, but out of caution. Seeing Verafia’s full confidence, Igitt nodded and walked towards the church.
The entire Sacred Light Church was still empty. The silver lamps shone on the red silk carpet, which was embroidered with golden sacred patterns, reflecting the layered shadows of Igitt and the girls.
Igitt’s azure blue eyes shifted.
The snow-white walls of the church were adorned with silver carvings, precious sacred relics hung on them, and on the opposite wall hung an ancient oil painting depicting the blessings bestowed by the legendary God of Light.
“The prayer hall is ahead. Will Bishop Parker be there?”
Igitt made a sound.
Verafia, who was walking at the front, paused slightly. Her slender, jade-like fingers still touched the magnificent church door, and then she pushed it open.
Dazzling sacred radiance burst forth, almost blinding Igitt for a moment.
A few breaths later, Igitt gradually adapted to the intense sacred radiance.
The sacred radiance, as if materialized, imbued the entire prayer hall in an ocean of light. Under the illumination of the sacred light, the fiery red carpet with gilded sacred patterns appeared sacred and luxurious, and the huge sacred cross and solar emblem exuded sacredness, representing infinite light.
At the end of the church, statues of archangels and saints stood in this magnificent world filled with endless light.
Under the statue of the God of Light in the very center, Bishop Parker was dressed in a formal and elaborate purple clerical robe. The white sacred light, tinged with sacred gold, shone on the bishop’s white hair and gaunt face, as if he were a devout believer kneeling in prayer under the gaze of the deity.
