It was enough shelling to cover the whole land.

Cell, who didn't leave any space for Scott to dodge. Thousands of streams of light condensed into orbits that completely covered the space around Scott, like an inverted river falling from the sky.

However, it didn't work.

The scorching golden pillar of light, enough to distort the light around him, was completely deflected around Scott, sliding in all directions.

Obviously, that wasn't any of Scott's abilities.

If you look closely, you can see a transparent light shield of nearly three meters forming in front of Scott, completely deflecting Cell's light flow.

Scott looked surprised, but he didn't let go of his fighting state.

Because he recognized it—it was also Tyre's magic that helped him block the attack. It was the "Shield of Pure Light" up to the Eight Rings.

…… What's the situation? Infighting?

"Steal Tyre's magic...... Are you trying to force me to kill you? Heterodox! ”

A clear, low, angry voice resounded beyond the flow of light. Because his vision was completely obscured by the dazzling light, Scott couldn't even see who was speaking.

But as far as the voice goes, it's certainly not the monster whose body has become heterogeneous.

"Stop your blasphemy! Monster! ”

The moment when a voice containing murderous intent sounded. Scott only felt the darkness in front of him, and found that the light flow around him had completely dissipated.

He looked up in surprise, only to find that the shining steel armor on Cell's body suspended in the air was already scorched.

That's the result of the magic being countered.

"Cardinal Cyra, you have mistaken someone...... I'm Cell, and you don't have to be hostile to me. ”

Serna's metallic grinding, with a cacophony of trills and echoes, resounded in the air. The sound was disgusting enough. Just listening to it, I felt a sharp pain like pins and needles in my brain.

Just as Scott was wary of what the man who had entered the battle would do when he heard Cell's words, he heard the man snort coldly, "The Ring of Heresy...... Don't. It's not a significant institution anyway. ”

"Cyra! You have to think about it. We are both cardinals of Tyre......"

"Shut up!"

Cyra roared in a voice that was even more angry: "Look at your appearance—even you dare to call my lord Tyre by his name? ”

At this point, Scott's eyesight was finally fully restored. But he found out right away. It seems that something is wrong with the situation in front of us.

For some reason, the cardinal, whose name was Cyra, looked up at Cell, his fists clenched, with an angry expression.

That's right, if anyone comes to see it, Cell's at this moment can't get rid of the name of a monster. Outwardly, he doesn't look like a cardinal of the sun and the god of justice.

…… But the reaction of that person named Cyra was too big, right? Even if it doesn't like Cell, there's no need to have a seizure at this time, right?

Could it be that there is fraud in it?

Scott decided to wait and see.

At worst, it's just one more enemy. The difference between killing one person and killing two people.

"Mr. Scott, Mr. Scott......"

But just then, he heard a man whispering his name.

“…… Rowland? ”

He looked back. Found a familiar person.

It's Roland, who I haven't seen for nearly two weeks.

"Now, give me an instant teleportation technique."

"Looks like you know what's going on," Scott asked in a low voice as he unleashed the simple sorcery on Roland, "You brought that Cyra here?" ”

"That's right. Here's the thing......"

Just when Scott and Roland were communicating silently in the form of a teleportation, Cyra on the other side completely exploded.

The tall, fair-skinned man with a handsome face, as tall as a stone statue, rebuked Cell, who was floating in the air, "It is said in the thirty lines of the first chapter of the fourth volume of the Wangri. And that which has scales and feet is filthy, and you shall not eat or touch it, otherwise you will be filthy. ”

"He who has eyes but no eyelids. It is filth, and you shall not eat it or touch it, otherwise you will be filthy. ”

"He who has no wings but flies in the air. or those who have thin wings and fly high, they are filthy. Do not eat or touch it, or you will be defiled......"

Cell's silence was momentary. The opening interrupted Cylla's words: "I don't know why you're in such a grumpy mood, but you calm down a little......"

"What's there to calm down?"

Cyra sneered, and with a wave of her hand, she scattered the misty light on Cell's body, and a large cloud of sparks jumped on Cell's scales, and the interrupted magic in turn caused damage to Cell's own magic: "Look how fragile your faith is - I can interrupt your magic with a slight wave of my hand." I don't know how you became a bishop...... Oh, it's really a blessing for the Pope, right? ”

"Cyra, watch who you are! How dare you talk about His Majesty the Pope—"

"- I believe in Tyre, not the selfish fellow of Jupiter IV!"

Cyra's eyes were filled with unstable anger. Suspicion, panic, and the hatred of being deceived were entangled in a burning rage that almost burned his sanity: "So it is with Lord St. Claude, and so it is with you, you monster...... How dare he, relying on Tyre's trust, do his own thing in the name of Tyre! How dare he! ”

“…… I understand. Sure enough, something happened to Claude's side. ”

Cell's tentacles shook his tentacles in pain, and let out a sharp and piercing voice: "It seems that for the saint, the control of behavior domination is not absolute enough. Otherwise, Claude would have been here by now. ”

As soon as she spoke, her brow furrowed.

Wrong.

It's not like Cell's words. Rather, it is like what Jupiter IV said......

"Don't you understand, Cylla."

Suspended in the air, Cell's six eyeballs stared straight at Cyra with six eyeballs behind him, and let out a sigh-like squeak: "You and I are both based on the interests of Tyre...... It's just that you and I are not the same height. When you reach my height, you'll understand what I'm thinking. ”

“…… Your Excellency? ”

"It's me. Cyra, I don't want to control your behavior, think about it. When have I ever done anything disrespectful to His Majesty Tyre? Instead of believing in the nonsense of heresy, remember your mission and defeat the scourge Elukado......"

“…… I believe the words of Roland and His Highness St. Claude more than yours. ”

Cyra shook her head firmly: "Sooner or later, your selfishness will harm everyone. Jupiter IV ...... No, Master Paulnia, you don't deserve to be a pope at all. ”

"My child...... Do you know what you're talking about? ”

"I know very well."

Xi stretched out his right hand, clenched it into a fist, and clasped his heart: "My heart tells me that this is my mission. I used to think of you as the greatest pope, the wisest pope, like everyone else...... But if wisdom is to tolerate sin and breed heresy, I would rather be stupid for the rest of my life. ”

"I confess that you may have done the right thing in a sense, with Tyre's tacit approval—but definitely not by Tyre's praise. Along the way, I saw the followers of Tyre cheering for the death of their enemies, taking one with them even if they died...... Could it be that the courage that Tyre taught us is used in such a place?! ”

“…… Cyra, heresy is unforgivable. ”

"But I want them to know the glory of the sun rather than kill heretics brutally. They are also human beings, and they also have their own beliefs, their own families. I believe that a world in which everyone can be forgiven by faith is the right one. If repentance does not make amends for their sins, will people not have to make excuses for their sins with their necks blushing? ”

In the end, Cyra was unusually calm.

His confused and confused eyes regained firmness: "So, Your Excellency. I'm going to declare war on you. (To be continued.) )