The altar of dead silence, the bones of Farnesis, paralyzed in a pool of blood, remained motionless.

But this was only temporary, and even if he was beheaded and torn to pieces, it was only a matter of time before he was resurrected again - for Loren and the Knights of Oath, it was only to buy time.

Glancing vigilantly at the corpse at his feet, after confirming that he would not get up immediately, the black-haired wizard gasped for breath before he looked sideways at his "savior":

"How's it going out there, I mean... Are the heretics of the Blood Order still there?"

"The mob in the cathedral has been wiped out by the guards of the knights and counts of the church, and they are now being evacuated from the cathedral in an orderly manner. ”

The Knight of the Oath, who spoke in a deep voice, raised his head and stared intently at Brünnhilde, who was firmly bound on the statue of the Holy Cross, and the "goddess" with her head hanging down still did not seem to show signs of awakening:

"As for the city... The countess was purging the nobles of all the members of the heresy who had colluded with the heresy, and should soon be able to bring them all to justice. ”

"The rest... It's all you can to put an end to Fanecist here!"

Faced with such a firm Oath Knight, Loren could only sigh heavily.

"You don't agree?"

"It's not that we don't agree, it's that we can't do it at all!" said the black-haired wizard helplessly.

"With all due respect, I know you'd love to defeat him, but we'll have to be realistic - at least find a way to reseal or destroy Brünnhilde, not to mention that Farnesis' plan is more than just ......"

Before he could finish speaking, Loren saw the silent Oath Knight staring at him, his expression terrifyingly cold.

Obviously, he didn't "agree" with his proposal, and if he continued to say this, I was afraid that the "bright star" that had just saved his life would go through his chest.

"You say be realistic, think about the present. The Knight of Oath's voice sounded calm, but it was calm to the point of indifference: "I say, that doesn't sound like someone's oath. ”

Damn it... That's why I hate fanatics.

Loren tried his best to keep his composure, and could only try to make him understand what he meant: "I don't mean to look out for my own interests, I mean we shouldn't rush it - his power was still very unstable when he was in Dragon King City, and we can't defeat him yet, let alone now?!"

"Besides, isn't the release of Brunhilde an even more urgent threat before us... Or, if we fail to defeat Phanescism, we will watch him unleash another evil god?!"

The Knight of Oath was still staring at him, silent, his arrow-sharp pupils radiating a resolute sheen.

The black-haired wizard finally breathed a sigh of relief when he didn't move, and it was clear from the expression on the Knight's face that he had chosen to compromise... Compared with the life and death of Farnesis, the threat of an evil god to the empire is obviously impossible to ignore.

The most crucial point, as Loren said... At the moment, they actually did not defeat the power of the Fanesis, and they were a little reluctant to contain it even a little.

Of course, if the fascists are allowed to continue, it is only a matter of time before all these problems and contradictions will be exposed, whether it is the churches in the empire or the evil gods lurking in the shadows......

Thinking of this, the black-haired wizard couldn't help but sigh secretly.

In the next second, a cold whisper suddenly sounded from the quiet altar:

"You're trying to stop me, so let's try it......"

After a moment's pause, the two of them suddenly turned their eyes almost at the same time, and the black-robed Farnesis was already standing under the statue of the Holy Cross at some point, and a crazy smile appeared in their incredulous gazes.

And at the feet of the two people, there is still the pile of flesh and blood that can't be seen whose it is.

W-How is this possible?!

Just when the black-haired wizard and the knight of the oath were still shocked, the statue that had been standing still suddenly changed.

The wings behind Brunhilde, who hung his head down, trembled slightly... In the next second, the chains that were originally indestructible and tightly bound her shattered.

"Boom ————!!!!"

With a sudden loud noise, the entire statue of the Holy Cross collapsed, and Brunhilde's slender figure fell from the dome of the altar along with the collapsed boulder.

The frenzied Farnesis raised his head, the sinister smile on the corner of his mouth curled a little deeper, and as he raised his hands, the black mist around him seemed to be given life, and frantically surged towards Brunhilde, who fell in mid-air.

"Oh no, stop him!"

A trace of astonishment suddenly flashed in the eyes of the Oath Knight, and without hesitation, he pulled out the "bright star" and pounced on the farnesis who was holding his hands high.

"It's too late, you ——!," Farnesis laughed maniacally.

The next moment, a piercing explosion hit like a tide!

The experienced black-haired wizard reacted immediately, grabbed the Knight of Oath and blocked it behind him, and pressed his left hand wearing the "spellcaster" to his feet.

High-level spells, will of the rock!

The moment the stone wall appeared, the whistling sound came as expected, and the explosion of air shook the entire altar, and even the cathedral behind them seemed to be mourning.

Blocking the sudden wave of qi, the two of them saw an even more unbelievable scene before they had time to make a difference, countless black mist turned into sharp spears like substance, piercing Brunhilde's body from all directions!

Limbs, lower abdomen, chest, neck, forehead... Through the dense fog that drifted away, it seemed that they could see the figure in the middle of the air splashed by the blood mist, which was almost full of holes.

"Uhhhh——!!!!h

The goddess with her wings outstretched showed an extremely painful expression, and suddenly raised her head to let out a terrible wail, and her penetrated body trembled in mid-air, as if she was about to tear her apart completely.

But if you look closely, you can see that the expression between her eyebrows is not just the pain of being tortured, but struggling, as if she is trying her best to resist the erosion of the black mist, although no matter how you look at it, it seems to be just futile, dying and struggling, and the black mist that tore her into a thousand holes is frantically pouring into the trembling body.

The trembling Brünnhilde's wails mingled with the mad laughter of Farnesis, echoing in the grey altar as if never-ending, the sound of terror like a call from the deepest part of the abyss.

The stunned Knight of the Oath stood still, not even trying to attack, the scene before him was completely beyond his comprehension, and the world he knew was no longer what he knew.

And Loren, who was also silent, gritted his teeth, and his eyes narrowed into a slit, staring at everything that was happening in front of him with extremely complex emotions.

He had seen everything that was happening before him, Wimpal, the chapel, the vampire, Asriel......

Yes, although there are slight differences, everything is the same as then, only the roles have changed.

In the next moment, the black mist completely "melted" into Brünnhilde's body, and the originally colorful armor and white wings completely turned into a thick inky black.

Floating in mid-air with his wings outstretched, Brunhilde slowly fell, his white toes gently stepping on the blood-stained floor, and his beautiful face rose under his black hair, his face like frost, blocking the smiling Fanenscist behind him.

The black-haired wizard silently looked at the "Valkyrie" staring at the two of them opposite, and his face was extremely pale.

Even if they faced Phanesis alone, they had no chance of winning, let alone one more evil god... The situation had almost deteriorated to the point where he least wanted it.

Expressionless, Brünnhilde raised her right hand, the black mist in her hand gradually condensed into a spear like substance, the cold tip of the spear trembled slightly, exuding a killing intent of thirst for blood.

Now she is no longer the Valkyrie of Byrne, but a puppet named "Brunhilde", controlled by the power of the "Black Cross" Seriel - but even if she is only a puppet, her strength is still above herself and the Knights of Oath!

The crazy Farnesis's eyes were shining, and the corners of his mouth curled with incomparable contempt at the two who were still standing in place in shock:

"Alright, you two......

You two, now you can try to stop me!"