The sword light pierced the sky, carrying a supreme majesty. After that sword, the crimson light quickly dissipated, and the aura of the Dark Apostle dissolved with it.

The black and red blood sprinkled like raindrops fell from the sky, and the sulfur-like breath mixed with the strong bloody breath rushed to the face.

It was the blood of the Dark Apostles. Looking at the black-red blood rain, Charlotte's eyes condensed slightly. After all, the Dark Apostle is a legendary-level transcendent.

For the legend, their flesh and blood have long been qualitatively changed. Originally, Boulder had evolved into a demon-infested forbidden city due to the residual power of the fire demon Valaroca, and if this rain of blood fell on Lutexia, Lutexia would also suffer similar pollution.

And just as the rain of black and red blood was about to fall, the church struck again. I saw the symbol of the three legendary priests

The "sun" bloomed brightly, and the vast holy light fell from the sky and shone on the blood rain. Immediately afterward, the rain of blood quickly melted and purified under the illumination of the holy light.

By the time the divine light faded, the rain of blood had completely melted. All that fell to the ground was a splash of photons.

Seeing this scene, Charlotte breathed a sigh of relief. After all, the Holy Court is the Holy Court, the most powerful Orthodox Church in Miria.

Although the reputation of the Church has been overshadowed by the increasing corruption over the years, the protection of the weak and the promotion of holiness and justice are still the tenets pursued by those who are pious.

With three Legendary Clerics present, they naturally wouldn't watch as the power of the Dark Apostle polluted Rutsia.

After purifying the blood rain, the three rounds of the sun representing the legendary priesthood also slowed down

"Extinguish". The artifact of Eternity was retracted, and the divine light gradually dissipated. Among them, one sun sets in the direction of the royal palace, another sun flies towards the outer city, and the other sun rays end and finally return to the cathedral of Lutesia in the distance.

The three legends withdrew, and the vast coercion also quickly weakened. The sky as bright as day returned to darkness, and the sky above Lutasia returned to calm.

Only the sprinkling of light on the ground, like a dream. Charlotte put her hand out of the window, and the light fell into her palm, and she no longer felt the power of the Dark Apostle.

Only the magic that dissolves quickly. Feeling the power of the bloodline that had been split into the purest elemental power by the Holy Light, Charlotte's eyes showed a hint of regret: "It's a pity that I can't absorb these blood rains. "After all, the Dark Apostle is a legendary bloodline, and his blood also carries a strong bloodline power.

For others, the blood was a source of contamination, but for Charlotte, it was a tonic that could absorb and devour.

Of course, she just regretted it. The presence of the three legendary priests, coupled with the legends on the royal family's side, even if she wanted to devour this blood, she didn't dare to take the lead.

Thinking of this, Charlotte couldn't help but look in the direction where the sword light flew, and thought in her heart: "The silver sword just now is very similar to the sword of judgment of the Valva family recorded in the literature, could it be ...... It was the king who shot it? "Louis V, King of the Crescent – Louis de Valva.

If Charlotte is not mistaken, this most outstanding monarch of the Crescent Kingdom for hundreds of years is revered by the world

The king of the name of the "Great One" is a legendary sword master in his own right. The battle of the Legends is over.

From the appearance of the Dark Apostle Albrecht to the departure of the three Legendary-level priests, it took less than five minutes...... The legendary battle was shorter than Charlotte had imagined, or it could be that the two sides were too far apart in strength.

This huge battle came suddenly, fought fiercely, and went quickly, and it was not until the legend left the field that the people on the ground reacted.

Almost invariably, the lights were lit up in all the buildings of the royal capital, and people pushed open their windows and looked at the sky with gusto, asking each other what had just happened.

In the manor, the servants of the Castel family were all awakened, and outside the mansion stood a crowd of attendants and knights, looking at the sky and talking to each other, with awe and excitement on their faces.

When Charlotte dressed up and came outside the mansion, Sebas was beckoning the attendants to check on the damage to the manor, and although the battle between the legends was mainly in the sky, the aftermath of the concussion also spread to the ground.

Especially the inner city. In Charlotte's rented manor, many of the mansion's windows were cracked, and the intricate magic lamps had their inscriptions damaged by the magical aftermath of the legendary battle.

Immortals fight, mortals suffer, that's probably what it says. Seeing Charlotte walking out of the mansion in clothes for going out, Sebas was slightly stunned.

He came to the girl, saluted respectfully, hesitated, and asked, "Master, what do you ......want?" Out? Charlotte nodded: "Go out and pick up a leak, no one needs to follow, you can continue to be busy." "Pick up ...... Pick up the leak?

Sebas froze for a moment. He subconsciously glanced at the sky, and after a slight hesitation, he asked with some surprise, "Yes...... Just a battle in the sky? Charlotte smiled slightly, did not answer, but nodded slightly, and then turned into a swarm of bats and disappeared into the darkness.

…… Cathedral of Lutesia, inside the central hall. In front of the majestic and sacred statue of the god lord, the high priest Charles, dressed in a holy robe, slowly opened his eyes.

The divine brilliance faded in his eyes, he sighed slightly, and bowed reverently to the idol: "My lord bless, may your glory be eternal and immortal, may your will walk on the earth, like the ...... in heaven" The next moment, the door of the hall was pushed open, and two figures walked in, one in front and one behind.

One of them wore a bright red robe of judges, and the other wore a white and purple robe of the cardinal, none other than Bernard, the Grand Inquisitor of the Crescent Diocese, and Cardinal Joseph, the Demon Hunter.

"How?" High Priest Charles looked at his two colleagues. Grand Inquisitor Bernard's face was a little unsightly, he shook his head slightly, and said: "Escaped, it is Albrecht, the third apostle of the Blood Demon Order, he escaped quickly and decisively, not only directly gave up the broken arm, but also burned the power of his bloodline. As he spoke, a flash of light flashed in his hand, and a black severed arm was summoned from the void.

The severed arm floated in mid-air, wrapped in a golden cage, and was constantly struggling under the light of the Holy Light, looking extremely strange.

The incision of the severed arm was as smooth as a mirror, and a silver power was remaining there, burning like silver fire.

High Priest Charles glanced at the silver flame, paused slightly, and looked at Cardinal Joseph, the demon hunter: "What does the palace say?" Cardinal Joseph hesitated, as if he did not know how to answer.

Seeing his expression, the High Priest Charles shook his head: "Forget it, needless to say, with His Majesty Louis's temper, it shouldn't be a good word." Cardinal Hunter sighed, but quickly became grim.

I saw him take out a somewhat torn parchment scroll and a heavy notepad from his bosom, and said in a deep voice: "Your Excellency, this is what I found in the place where Albrecht appeared, and it has been confirmed, it should be something left by Bertrand de Witre, where is the manor of the Witre family, and there is a teleportation circle connected to the underground temple. The high priest's heart moved: "Bertrand? That High Priest of the Blood Demon Order? Where is he? Cardinal Joseph shook his head: "It's already dead, looking at the scene, it should be bloodline and died, the corpses are all broken, and ...... Even his soul was completely dissipated. ”

"Bloodline rampage? The soul is also completely dissipated? The High Priest frowned slightly. He took the parchment scroll and notepad, and skimmed through it, but his face was not very good-looking.

Taking a deep breath, he handed the parchment scroll and notepad back to Cardinal Demon Hunter, and said, "Send out the Demon Hunter Knight, and besides, carefully investigate the place where the Dark Apostle has appeared, and look for any other remnants of power." ”

"Remnants of other power? What do you mean...... And a fourth party is present? The Grand Judge's eyelids jumped.

High Priest Charles did not deny it, but let out a long sigh and said, "We ...... Probably borrowed by someone. ”…… On the outskirts of Lutsia, in a desolate abandoned cemetery.

The crow crowed, terrible and hoarse, and a little phosphorus fire loomed, mysterious and deep. In the center of the cemetery, in front of an apparently modified tombstone, stands a sinister statue of a demon.

Suddenly, the demon statue bloomed with a crimson glow, and the deep dark magic around it was quickly pulled over, forming a huge vortex of magic around the statue.

The vortex grew rapidly, gradually distorting the void and eventually turning into a temporary spatial passage. The spatial passage was flickering and flickering, and it seemed to be opened in a hurry, and it was extremely unstable.

And then, a stumbling figure fell out of the passage. It was a tall man, dressed in a dark red trench coat, with two horns, a pale face, and black-red blood on his mouth.

His entire right arm was gone, half of his body was almost cracked open, and the wound was still burning with silver flames, dripping black and red blood, eroding the ground into one black smoke after another.

The silver flame stubbornly clung to the wound like a poisonous sore growing close to the bone, and seemed to continue to spread along the wound at any time if it were not suppressed by the dark red magic power around it.

I saw that the man glanced at the silver flame at the wound with a good heart, and his scarlet eyes glanced gloomily in the direction of Wang Du Lutesia, and the voice of shame and anger suppressed the abnormal grievance and monstrous anger, almost gritting his teeth: "Louis V...... The Sacred Court! "It was the unlucky guy who was forcibly summoned by Charlotte and was beaten by the three giants of the Holy Court and Crescent, and then slashed by a sword, the third dark apostle of the Blood Demon Order

"Abysswalker" Albrecht.