Originally, Lan En thought that his direct kicking of the wooden door leading to the hall should be called quite a movement.

The secluded church is a quiet religious place, and people in this world generally don't talk much.

Therefore, this dome is high, and the hall inside is empty, and even the footsteps of people can echo in the building and float out for a long time.

It's just that there have been more and more spirits outside recently, and their roars and screams have also faintly come in.

But the architecture of the secluded church was magnificent and solid after all, and when these voices came in, they were as faint as the whimpering of a dying man, and only some chilling afterglow remained.

But contrary to Lan En's expectations, his movement of kicking the door is actually not big at all in the current scene.

"Bang dang!"

In front of the dark church hall is a large high platform, and in the middle of it stands a statue of a god covered and wrapped in a red cloth.

Further beyond the statue is the deepest room where the entire secluded church was built.

And now, from the deepest room, a large cloud of black mud with teeth and claws is pouring out of it!

And with a slight flutter of his own weight, he smashed the solid high platform straight out of a gravel pit!

The tall red-clothed statue of the god also sinked into the inside of the gravel pit crookedly.

And from Lan En's point of view, there was still a black semi-solid substance of gravel slag stuck to it, and the hideous tentacles were clearly stretching out longingly in the direction of the second floor where Rosalia was!

The two leaders, Klimt and Leonard, were first drawn to the edge of their terrace by the loud noise and looked down.

The moment he saw the large puddle of black mud, Climte's face flashed with horror. And the main reason why Leonard is not visible is due to the silver mask on his face.

But he pressed his hand on the railing, and the leather gloves suddenly rubbed against the stone railing.

"Prepare for battle!"

The shouts from the upper floors of the gloomy church caused Klimt and Leonard's eyes to deflect to the side for a moment.

It was none other than Ran, who was heading towards them.

"In the whole secluded church, no one is a fire bearer! They were all bewitched by the power of the shadows! ”

Lann had already given a loud warning, but on the terrace on the second floor, Klimt and Leonard did not respond immediately.

In fact, when they saw Eldridge, the true body of the legendary [Shadow Sage] and [Salary King], the two of them were indeed shocked.

But then, the two of them were able to suppress this emotion, and saw the priests coming out behind Eldridge.

"The bell rings, and it's normal for Eldridge to wake up."

The White Archbishop apparently had a clear understanding of Lothric's fire-spreading protocols, which allowed Klimt to explain it to Leonard, who was beside him.

"And the clergy of the secluded church also had the duty of 'escorting Eldridge to the fire sacrifice ground after he recovered.' At the moment, it seems to be fine. ”

In fact, not every payroll is voluntary, as in Eldridge's case.

In order to ensure that these involuntary salary kings will not make any moths during the fire ceremony, Lothric will often send the powerful Knights of Lothric to follow them to pass the fire.

This is not only to pile up the soul power that will make the first fire burn, but also to use force to ensure that those salary kings will not do bad things in the end.

It is part of ensuring the perfection of the Lothric fire transfer process.

Therefore, every time the fire is transmitted, the Knights of Lothric will send out a team of Lothric Sword and Shield Knights, Spear and Shield Knights, Great Sword Guards, and Priesthood Priests. Powerful knights of the size of the formation and so on, burning with the salary king.

The knights were reduced to ashes after the ceremony and buried in the ashes cemetery of the cliff behind the city of Losric.

So now it seems that although Eldridge in front of him is as terrifying as a legend, on the surface, it is indeed a programmed appearance.

"And this guy." Leonard glanced down at the witcher who was frowning in this direction.

"He's been too close to the other two archbishops during this time."

"It's hard to say if he wants to provoke us first, and then drop the trick so that the two archbishops over there can use the excuse to destroy us as a matter of course."

During this time, the other two archbishops were not only opening the door to Ran, who was 'thirsty for knowledge'.

It seems that they want to dismantle this small team serving Rosalia from within, and they show a friendly and generous side to many people in this team.

And to this day, it is true that many people who were originally organized by Klimt have left the team at some point and have never appeared on this terrace again.

This is the end of the first fire, and it's normal to disappear without even saying hello.

Lan En was clearly aware of the distrust of the two above.

"Don't be stupid! The bishops and priests were not escorting the prisoners at all, don't you see that they don't even have any signs of battle on them? Is Eldridge the salary king who can obediently walk out and be burned after saying two words?! ”

Ran's words to sort out the logic in a very short time obviously shocked Klimt and Leonard, who had relied on inertial thinking and felt that everything was on normal procedures.

But then, they immediately realized it. Lenn was right!

"Defense!"

Klimt's mouth under his white beard suddenly opened wide, and he could even see the throat in his throat between the roars!

"Close the door of the goddess, and the outer iron fence gate! Close it all! All! ”

Now on this terrace, only the maggots who worship Goddess Rosalia and the warriors who have been left behind because of their desire for the 'rebirth ritual', and there are few people left.

As soon as Klimt shouted, the maggots sprang into action.

They struggled to chrysalis their bodies, trying to do their last bit for the goddess.

Leonard also immediately began to organize the remaining fighters.

He himself drew his crescent sword, as well as a shield.

"Behold, the food is in motion."

Archbishop MacDonald said to Archbishop Louis beside him, holding his stomach and laughing.

"The blood circulates before eating, and the taste will definitely be better."

Louis glanced at the brother with a squint glance.

He served because he was intoxicated by his master's dark power, but Archbishop MacDonald was different from his fat clergyman.

They even inherited the cannibalistic habits of the Shadow Sages, and ate themselves like drowned fat pigs in this decaying and depleted world.

"Oh, there's a little kid who is hungry for our knowledge."

Archbishop MacDonald, like a loving old priesthood, looked at Lane from the other side of the hall near the second-floor terrace.

But at the corners of his mouth, there was a clear, sticky saliva glistening.

The fat tongue also instinctively stretched out its lips and licked it around.

"It's a pity, it's a nice boy. It's just that now it seems that he has completely failed to see that truly precious knowledge in his heart. ”

He was still a little aggrieved.

"It's a shame that I also ranked him in the bibliography according to the degree of depth, and this kind of simple story like [Secluded Shelter] is the first one."

"It doesn't matter, he'll be eaten by his master anyway."

Archbishop Louis said flatly.

The secluded church is full of their people, and the secluded faith is contagious. No, this kind of belief is literally contagious in this world where the first fire is weakened!

When some remnants of the dark knowledge emerged from Eldridge's coffin.

When Archbishop MacDonald, who is responsible for pouring the blood of the undead, discovers an incomparably deep sediment of humanity in the deep lake that suppresses the dark blood.

Profound knowledge and faith swept through the church, red cloth, candles, and statues. Nothing could stop the clergy from sinking.

Now there is a large group of wandering spirits that can tear people apart, but if you run outside, you may be able to live.

But the young man chose to run inside, and the way up the stairs was blocked.

Blocked by a salary king.

It's just looking for death!

Leonard, upstairs, didn't doubt Lan's intentions at all at this time.

He stared at the bottom of the terrace with his sword and shield in hand, shouting without looking back.

"Find another way, Lanne! Don't be stupid and straight."

Before the word 'straight through' could get out of Leonard's mouth, there was a sudden clenching 'click' from the stone railing beside him.

The face of the silver mask twisted to the side, in Leonard's stunned gaze.

With the drag of the rope mechanism, Lan En's [Light Body Technique] was unleashed, like a huge eagle swooping down!

Turning over neatly and landing on the ground, the hook lock device on the left hand that merges with the armplate completes the rope.

"You are." Leonard's appearance is like hell worse than when he saw Eldridge call. "How did you get here?"

"Here and now? Say this? Lan En rolled his eyes angrily. Are you afraid you're joking? ”

"That's what I said."

Leonard blinked his eyes and regained his nerves.

And Ryan's series of actions shocked not only Leonard, but also the group of bishops behind Eldridge who made a surprising uproar.

Then, seemingly led by an exasperated Archbishop MacDonald, the clergy raised the candlestick in their hands, and the flame on it began to swell and fire!

Dense fireballs streaked through the air, leaving trails in their wake.

But on the terrace, it's not all without resistance.

The maggots also pulled out their own casting catalysts, and began to chant the stories taught by the angels.

A double-pronged spear made of white light formed in front of the maggots, and then projected downward.

The double-pronged guns looked exactly like those in Klimte's arms, and were accompanied by snow-white feathers.

(End of chapter)