Time goes back a quarter of an hour.

Coming out of the colorful bubbles, these dream tokens are completely different from the ugly fish-men just now, as if they have completed the transformation from an ugly duckling to a white swan, and their blue skin and red and green hair color set off them proudly and majesticly.

Not only that, but they are like highly trained soldiers who emerge from the bubbles and fight the thieves, robbers, and prostitutes unleashed in the Book of Hephew.

In the process, the tridents held by these tokens were able to transform the entity into an illusory entity when needed, directly past the block of several people, and then turn into an entity again to slash the three prisoners.

In addition, the bodies of these dream tokens can also be blurred, and the weapons of the three prisoners slash directly through the shadows of their bodies when they slash into their bodies, causing no damage at all.

"What a weird ability ......"

Martin looked at the tall fish-men who were fighting with the prisoners not far away, and asked himself if it was him, I am afraid that he would not be the opponent of these fish-men at all.

The three prisoners soon couldn't resist it, although they were just spirits released from the book, and they were vicious criminals in their lifetimes, but in the end they were just ordinary people, and they would have some of their own methods and skills, but that's all.

Moreover, there are quite a few [Wave Chasers], even if only a part is divided to deal with them, it is not one-on-one.

The other part of the [Wave Chaser], which was not very numerous, all began to continue the action they had just done, intending to kill the believers who had generated the dream.

Faced with this situation, Bishop Thomas, who had freed the prisoners, did no further action, and the ink of the Hephews in his hand jumped more actively than before, as if it was about to break free at any moment.

But he still imprisoned these malices that longed for liberation, and he didn't have the slightest decisiveness when he faced those fishmen just now, just quietly thinking about something.

He watched as the Wavechasers approached the defenseless believers, as the prostitutes' throats were pierced by a trident, and as the thieves' right hands were cut off, and the daggers fell to the ground and turned into inky stains.

Stanley, who was not far away, didn't make any further moves, and the tokens of order around him even jumped and danced in place, letting out muffled shouts, and seemed very excited to watch the three men being tortured and killed.

The abnormal behavior of the two made Martin a little confused, and they seemed to hesitate in the face of the stronger enemies and the danger of the believers, and there was no reason.

Have these two bishops given up on these "dead" believers?

The thought crossed Martin's mind, and he knew that it was impossible, there were too many witnesses here, and they were not powerless, but they would not save themselves.

Seeing that the Faithful were about to be tortured and killed, the shepherds led by Hines stepped forward and joined the Templars of the Church to use their own means against the intractable opponents who could blur their weapons and their own bodies, but this was only enough to withstand their attacks.

Employed by security provisions, shepherds are required to keep believers safe, even if they look lifeless.

But despite their frequent dealings with pollution and collapse, these shepherds have little experience with forbidden creatures since the xenomorphs disappeared, let alone derivatives that are already rare.

In the process, Martin quietly took a few steps back.

Using his methods here, there is a high probability that clues will be discovered, and besides, he feels that things have developed so far that something is not right from the inside out.

Finally, in the midst of the chaotic battle, Martin realized something.

When everyone's attention was attracted by the [Wave Chaser] attacking the believers, a small group of fishmen quietly stepped forward and headed for the front of the large prayer hall.

It had long been deserted, the celebrant and the choir had long since been evacuated under the cover of the shepherds, and the only thing left was the empty pulpit, the statue of the Holy Light.

They were aiming for the statue.

Martin immediately reacted that these fish-men were false targets for believers, and their real goal was to seize the statue of the Holy Light, or what was in the statue.

Martin knew in his heart that the statue contained objects that were very important to the church and the royal family, and it was because of this object that there was a "big worship".

Then he saw the token of Order that had been watching the excitement appear next to the statue.

Instead of waving its quill as quickly as before, it took out a copper whistle and put it to its mouth, and the corners of its mouth showed a human-like conspiracy smile, and blew the copper whistle fiercely.

"㘗——"

The crisp whistle echoed in the prayer hall, but the fish people who approached the statue seemed unaffected and still approaching.

But immediately, the [Wave Chasers] sensed that something was wrong with their bodies.

Martin watched from afar, his eyes widening wider.

The derivatives that are close to the statue are indeed still approaching, but they are only part of the body.

Their legs, the moment the whistle blows, stay in place.

And these tall and mighty blue fish people are still stubbornly moving forward, but without the support of their legs, they all fell to the ground.

None of them let out a cry of pain, but all of them showed pained but determined expressions, and their bodies began to slowly melt, turning into a cloud of colored bubbles.

"The Light does not allow the inferior to come near."

Stanley's emotionless voice contrasted strongly with the bloody legs on the ground, and his figure appeared next to the statue, looking down at the "melting" [Wave Chaser].

"This whistle ......"

Martin saw that the brass whistle was a little familiar, and immediately remembered that it belonged to the one-eyed man next to the third prince Conel, and he didn't know why it had fallen into the hands of this order token.

But looking at the effect, the whistle is much more powerful in the token's hands than the man named Charles.

"Excuse me!"

Just when Martin thought things were finally settled, Bishop Thomas suddenly sounded with some urgency.

Martin followed the prestige and saw a little ink splash out of the Book of Heefooks, then swelled into a massive black phantom in midair.

The black shadow made a perfect arc in the air, and then rushed towards the figure of a young girl.

It's Annie.

After Bishop Thomas stopped the old shepherd's attack, Anne was placed under the care of the Templars of the Church, and Martin found that although she was still surrounded by red and black mist, they showed no signs of deepening.

Martin was a little confused.

At first he thinks it all has something to do with this "Annie", thinking that she is a fake like that "Hihian", but Thomas's behavior in stopping the shepherds confuses him again.

And now, instead of stopping the [Wave Chaser], the tall bishop is doing something to Anne, who has been controlled, which seems very contradictory.

The shadow left a shadow in the air, and in the blink of an eye, it smashed beside Anne, and an invisible wave exploded, pushing the Templars who were guarding Anne far away.

Strangely, the Phantom did not harm Anne, but instead shrouded her like a protective shield.

After that, the phantom stabilized, and Martin was surprised to find that it was actually a knight's armor.