When the first one was torn to pieces by the unlucky man with his armor, the thugs who occupied the cathedral were completely out of control.

Of course, this statement is quite inaccurate... It should have been completely out of control when they captured the cathedral, transforming from a "human" into a thug with only madness and a desire to kill;

The mobs, whose brains had been completely controlled by the Holy Blood Elixir, had no idea how to engage people, and simply brandished their weapons and rushed to the heavily armed knights like mad dogs.

Amid the hoarse shouts and battle cries, one after another howling thugs were torn to pieces and ribs smashed by their two-handed swords.

The fanatics who drank the Elixir of the Holy Blood were no longer pure humans, possessing an almost endless force of life force and being deprived of all emotions other than "madness", and could continue to fight their enemies even if their flesh and blood dissolved, and even more qualified than the ghouls of Lothair in the title "monster".

But the guards of the Earl of the Red Blood Castle they faced, the elite knights of the entire empire, and in front of them, even the palace guards of the Heavenly Dome Palace and the church knights of the Holy Cross were overshadowed!

Although the knights' fighting style is fierce and savage, it is actually calm to the extreme, and the thugs who are scattered in array from all directions are constantly pushing the stragglers inward while taking cover, constantly compressing the space for the thugs to fight.

Completely deprived of the initiative in battle, their numbers became a burden, and the back row and the back row could only make the space for fighting more crowded, and one by one they were sent to the blood-stained sword to become livestock to be slaughtered;

Like a wolf hunting a pack of deer......

In this almost brutal way of fighting, even the balance of strength between the two sides is rapidly decreasing, the dilapidated Sanctuary has long since been turned into a flesh mill, and the spotless statue of the Holy Cross has long been soaked in blood.

The terrible clashing of blades rang out, accompanied by the wails of dying and the piercing sound of being beheaded, decapitated, and separated, and the cathedral in flames was completely immersed in the shock of blood and fire, and the red splatters rained down.

The battle had turned into a one-sided slaughter, and the mob had no chance of winning even if they drank the Holy Blood Elixir against Byrne's top elite, and if they hadn't suddenly turned into monsters, the fanatics would have collapsed long ago.

If the raid of the knights of the Red Blood Castle was only the beginning of this battle, then the knights of the Church who had finally completed the assembly and slaughtered from all corners of the cathedral were the bell-ringers of their death.

Although due to the dwindling number of Knights of Oath and the invasion of monsters from the north, the cathedral of the principalities has long been free of Knights of Oath, but this is Byrne, the hometown of knights, and Byrne Cathedral has never lacked knights to guard the Holy Cross.

Because the battle came so suddenly, the knights of the church didn't even know what was happening, and the few people who had gathered hastily were overwhelmed by the raiding thugs in an instant, but the counterattack of the Red Blood Fortress bought them the most precious time, fully armed, and then counterattacked!

Weapons, sword skills, tactics... None of this was needed, and when the mob was flanked in front and back, all that remained was to slaughter all the heretics who had broken into the cathedral.

Not a single one remains, as the knights of Turin say.

The black-haired wizard with a blank face and a frowning face clenched the dragon's teeth stood at the back of the knights' queue, quietly watching the battle in front of him, and subconsciously frowned.

The battle is over, but it will take a long time to wipe out the mob once and for all, and in the face of this kind of enemy that has turned into a mad dog, you must be careful not to do some of the same things, such as blowing the cathedral into ruins, dragging Loren and the knights of the Red Blood Keep to their deaths.

In the "style" of these heretics, it's not like they can't do this kind of thing... As you can imagine, if they hadn't found their headquarters in time and detonated all the ignition there, the cathedral would have been shattered by more than just a large gate.

Not only is it a problem that you can't afford to pay, but the destruction of the cathedral will also greatly damage the prestige of the Turin family, and even lose face... Now that victory is a foregone conclusion, it's natural to win as beautifully as possible.

But... Still no trace of Gaspar was found.

He's definitely still here... Things had come to this point, and the black-haired wizard couldn't have imagined that the Doge would cover his way by raiding the Cathedral, and there was no doubt that there must be him somewhere in Byrne Cathedral... Or what the Farnessces wanted!

The Doge's Guard, the Order of Blood...... These are just chess pieces used to delay time, and even if they are dead, he will never care.

The goddess of war, or the evil god Brünnhilde, is his target... Although it is not impossible for an evil god to be imprisoned in a cathedral and feel bloody.

Anyway, there is a guy with a temple built under the church......

"Lord Loren!"

Lu Sien's voice sounded beside him, and the gray-eyed boy covered in blood almost tried his best to "forcibly break through" from one end of the corridor in the melee to the other, panting and standing in front of the black-haired wizard, his face flushed with excitement:

"We've found Gaspar!"

"What?!"

Loren was slightly stunned, and then calmed down again: "Where is he now?"

"At the altar at the back of the main hall, a wounded knight of the Church saw him walking that way - the Bishop of Byrne Cathedral was also there!"

The black-haired wizard took a deep breath and brought himself back to his senses from his shock.

The gray-eyed boy's expression was still eager, and it was obvious that when he got this information, he had already vaguely sensed what Gaspar or the purpose of the farnesis behind him was.

For them to throw so many people out as outcasts, Byrne Cathedral must be hiding some unknown secret, and right now, this secret is likely to destroy the entire Red Blood Keep!

"Gaspar... I'll leave that to me. ”

Finally, the black-haired wizard who clenched the dragon's teeth made up his mind: "Lusen, you stay in my place to command, and after the battle is over, let everyone evacuate from the cathedral as soon as possible, and the action must be fast!

"Yes!"

The gray-eyed boy did not hesitate this time, and once again drew his short sword and rushed towards a chaotic battlefield.

Loren, who had arranged for him, did not linger any longer, and went straight in the direction of the altar.

Forward, turn, turn, and forward...... Aside from the corpse at his feet, the black-haired wizard didn't encounter a single enemy standing in his way—this was the altar of Byrne Cathedral, and no one should have been there.

Even if there were, it had already been solved by Gaspar "for himself".

"Bang ——!"

Knocking open the door, a familiar figure stood in the middle of the empty altar, a pool of blood at his feet, and an old man in a golden bishop's robe, slumped to the ground.

The sound behind him made Gaspar, who had his back to the door, slowly turn his head, and when his gaze slowly moved to the black-haired wizard's body, an uncontrollable killing intent burst out from his eyes.

It was a look that tore people to pieces, and it was absolutely impossible to kill a bit of hatred.

"Loren Turin... You can never imagine how long I've been waiting for you here. ”

The black-haired wizard clenched the "dragon teeth" in his hand and slowly walked towards the other party, his heels tapping on the floor with crisp echoes.

As the holiest place in the cathedral, the altar is almost covered with "silent" runes... This meant that not only would Loren not be able to use any high-level spells here, but he would not even be able to communicate with Asriel outside.

In even more ancient times, this type of rune was not used to restrict wizards, but rather a fortress against the evil gods and their minions, and even a "cage" to seal them in.

"Just waiting for me?"

"Of course not, you're waiting for you and me to witness this moment together... I thought about it for a long time, and you are the only one in the entire Red Blood Castle who has this qualification. ”

Before the words fell, the corners of Gaspar's mouth with murderous intent hooked into a sinister smile, his eyes were sharp and cold, he drew his sword out of its sheath and pounced on the black-haired wizard!

"Let's witness this miracle that is rare once in hundreds of years!"