The upper floors of Bandera, surrounded by thunder, have now turned into a dark city like a hollow valley due to the sudden appearance of the Bishop of Silence.

The city-state's imperial military music accelerated to an eerie and sharp and uncertain movement.

The illusion of the lower layers of the city began to crumble, and its true nature was gradually revealed in the twist.

The corpses of the inhabitants were piled up like tiny black fingers, trying to climb higher ground, and among them, the pupils of the dead turned into deep holes like chiseled holes, hollow and godless, and the slightly open mouth seemed to warn everyone who passed by that this was a Jedi from which there was no turning back.

Obviously, this is exactly what Asquesan is all about.

Of course, he may not have done it alone.

Even the cardinals of the Resurrection Church would not let the good Empire talk about it and do this kind of thing for no reason that would make the Protos Empire and its death.

Someone must have collaborated with him, with a larger plot that drove Asquesan to carry out a full-scale massacre.

Before the battle, which was already impossible to dodge, Askesang watched with interest the two men trapped in the blockade of his space, and did not rush to wipe them out.

"In addition to the investigation team in the imperial capital, there are other little rats who have come to make trouble."

Asquesan sighed, as if in memory of Major General Van Reku.

"Did Isis, the Grand Sage of the Empire, send you, or did you come from Duke Berenhard's family?"

He raised his eyes again and asked.

Asquesan's voice was steady, as if the quicksand of time was flowing from his mouth, and every word carried an irresistible magic.

“……”

Completely imprisoned in silence, Ranch only paid attention to Sigrid next to him.

With the [Variation: Human] he gave to Sigrid, even Asquesang couldn't see through Sigrid's disguise at this time, and more importantly, Bishop Silence would never have dreamed that at this point in time, the Catholic Church, whose main home is in the south, would be able to go deep into the depths of the northern border in person!

Before coming to the Northern Continent, Ranch had not imagined that the first time he met Bishop Asquesan would be to confront him at such a close distance.

This is the absolute danger distance that Loren told him.

Loren's words, he has to remember.

So he found a big daddy of the same level to fight Askesan.

Outcome.

“？”

When Ranchi saw Sigrid clearly, he found that she looked like a weak girl who had been frightened and lost her voice, her eyes were already filled with tears of timidity, and even her legs were shaking.

This made Ranch's eyes widen.

For a moment, he wondered if this supreme being a fake was fake.

Catholicism can really do anything.

Asquetsang stared at Lanchi.

Obviously, the only one who could answer his question was this young man who could still stay awake.

"If you don't answer, I'll have to ...... her first"

At this moment, Sigrid didn't wait for Asquesan's words to finish, and his eyes changed drastically.

The purple pupils, which had remained relaxed and lazy most of the time, seemed to be covered in cold frost, and in their place were determined to kill and decide.

Sigrid, who had been imprisoned in mid-air one moment, had turned into a storm in the blink of an eye and slammed her fist into Asquesan's body!

Her furious force shattered the entire building where Asquesan was standing like a tidal wave, and the first collision between the two was faster than thunder, reverberating the entire city of Bandera!

The earthquake trembled, the stone streets cracked wide cracks, as if swallowed up, crumbling and sinking, and the Guhelromian buildings were all shattered by the impact of the two cardinals, and the intricately carved sculptures and stained glass were all shattered in an instant, and the fragments were scattered in the wind.

Asquesan, who was knocked down in the ruins, was surprised by Sigrid's posture, he obviously did not realize the true identity of this young girl, even though Asquesan's sense of battle had slowed down the whole world in his eyes a lot when the crisis came, but Sigrid's deadly attack did not make any movement, and when the sound of breaking the air reached her ears, she had already hit Asquesan, and a deadly shattering sound erupted in the air.

Without giving Asquesan the slightest respite, Sigrid's pursuit reached Asquesan again.

At this moment, she revealed her true body, her skin lingered with a faint silver brilliance, as bright and holy as a crescent moon, this was not magic, but a phenomenon brought about by her physical fitness, immune equipment, and the perfect combination of primordial stone and fist intent.

Sigrid owns a primordial tablet that is different from other cardinals, the primordial tablet - foundation.

It triggers when it throws the most direct attack with all its might, giving it a drastic increase in power.

But this time, after Asquesan reacted, Sigrid was not so easy to get.

Although the furious Asquesang ate a fatal blow at close range, he already had a lot of damage reduction and life-saving equipment, his body was not shaken again, and quickly stabilized his body between the ground and mid-air, and the quadrangular magic crest on his dark gray coat began to erupt with dark purple cracked thunder and lightning light, and the anger in his eyes, the invisible magic barrier that spread out in front of him resisted Sigrid's fist, and the metal hum and air waves rose again in circles.

"Catholic ...... Sigrid ......"

Inside the barrier of magic, Asquesang wiped the blood from the corners of his mouth, and every word he spat out was like a curse, and the thick and cold magic cut scars on the dim city-state ground like a blade, sealing all space between Sigrid and him.

If it's Sigrid, then everything is easy to understand again.

This damn woman never knew when she would show up, and she didn't know when she would be in trouble, and she tried to kill her several times but couldn't!

"Very good, this time we will settle the new accounts and old accounts together, it is really good that you are willing to throw yourself into the net......"

Asquesan's pupils, which had gradually calmed down, shifted slightly, and he looked at another person in the distance.

It was a young man he had never been impressed.

When Sigrid went to war, she used two additional magic cards that she didn't use often to protect the young man.

Probably, Asquesan could guess that this was Sigrid's new successor, and only then would Sigrid cherish him so much that he used two eighth-order magic cards to protect him.

But the Decepticon should have the same camouflage magic as Sigrid.

Even if you use the magic of Kanpo, you can't see his true face, and you can't guess the identity of the new Tyrant Holy Son in the Protos Empire for the time being.

But it doesn't matter who the Son of Deception is.

Asquesang looked at the sky, it was still far from night.

As long as today, the Tyrant Catholic Church and the Tyrant Son both died here.

This little storm.

It's not a variable at all.

(End of chapter)