Drip... Drip...
Fresh blood dripped onto the floorboards.
The surrounding walls gradually aged, and the light outside the window also dimd.
Two different tilines finally overlapped into one.
Mia and Simon also witnessed this bloody scene.
The latter's injuries had already been treated, and he was currently leaning in a corner.
Upon seeing this scene, Simon quietly turned on the video cara.
At this mont, Kerson's condition was extrely critical. Not only was the aura on his body rapidly weakening, but even if he went to the hospital now, it would be far too late.
Unless there was a Holy Clergy mber skilled in healing like Sid, there might still be a chance to keep him alive.
Therefore, for Kerson... death was already predetermined.
He kept his gaze fixed on William, his eyes seemingly holding many regrets.
But none of this mattered anymore.
Before long, Kerson's head drooped completely.
William secretly clenched his fists, then looked at the person behind Kerson: "Your eyes tell that you don't have a grudge against him."
"Then I can only assu... you did this for the Priest Order position."
"Hmph, you're very smart," Ambo curled his lips upward. "It seems you also expected this inwardly."
William spread his hands: "It's obvious."
"On the day of the Rookie Ceremony, everyone around was talking about you as if you were already the Vice Commander. I was even certain you would co find that very day."
"Shouldn't they? Anyone could tell that position belonged to !" Ambo gritted his teeth, his emotions suddenly becoming agitated.
"But that person pretended not to see! For so many years, I went from an ordinary..."
"Alright, alright." William raised his hand to interrupt the other party.
"Perhaps you've experienced many hardships and made many sacrifices, but after you attack a comrade, these will only be seen as excuses for sophistry."
Ambo narrowed his eyes, clearly displeased about being interrupted: "Then they will also sleep eternally beneath the earth."
William didn't care about these threatening words; instead, he changed the subject: "There is sothing I am very curious about."
"From our limited encounters, you don't seem like a reckless person. Since that's the case, your current behavior seems sowhat unjustifiable."
"Hehe... you're very perceptive. I guess I can understand why Jolan chose you..."
William rely looked at him calmly.
"Correct, soone indeed authorized this operation, but this is also sothing I am happy to see." Ambo smiled slightly.
"Oh? To assassinate a mber of the Vatican's Priest Order and defy the orders of Archbishop Jolan... Who has that kind of guts?" William asked.
"What Archbishop! He's just a guy with better luck." Ambo spat on the floor.
"As for the person who authorized this behind the scenes, hehe... do you think I would tell you this?"
"Once you admitted this wasn't a personal grudge, this matter beca not that hard to guess," William stated.
Ambo narrowed his eyes tightly.
"Jolan and the mbers of the Priest Order—these two carry enough weight. To say who would dare make a move against them, it could only be figures of similar status, for example... the Holy Clans."
Ambo took a deep look at William: "You are very different from other Holy Clergy mbers. I heard you also co from a lower-level diocese. What a pity..."
He sighed: "If this were any other occasion, perhaps we could have gotten along very well."
"Save the aningless words." William subtly slipped his hand into his robe pocket.
"You should know, for those Holy Clans to do this, they are clearly just using you as a pawn. Aren't you afraid of being discarded afterward?"
Hearing this, Ambo let out a light chuckle: "Hmph, only those with value can be utilized, otherwise, one can only stay at the foot of the mountain forever. I rely seized the opportunity that belonged to ."
Subsequently, his tone shifted.
"Listening to your attitude toward Jolan... it seems you are also dissatisfied with him? If you can publicly stand up and oppose him, it's not impossible for to recomnd you to the people above."
This ti, it was William's turn to show disdain in his eyes.
"A person who can't even tolerate having a position snatched away actually expects others to believe he would sincerely offer a recomndation?"
"For you to resort to such a clumsy trick, could it be... you're not confident you can take down alone?"
Ambo remained silent. Before coming, he had indeed gathered intelligence on William's actions in the Land of the Holy War.
And all results indicated—this person was very difficult to deal with.
Seeing the other party remain silent, William spoke again: "If that's the case, why did you sneak attack Kerson just now?"
"After all, the person who assigned the Vice Commander is Jolan, and the one who took over the position is . Could it be... you can't beat the two of us, so you vented your anger on soone else?"
"Hmph, when facing unequal numbers, naturally, one must defeat them one by one." Ambo withdrew his hand from Kerson's body.
"You say I'm not confident I can take you down alone, then why don't we test that theory."
As soon as his voice fell, three circles of golden patterns instantly surfaced in Ambo's eyes.
William imdiately felt his body's movents beco sluggish, and the nearby spirit particle runes felt like glue.
He did not panic. Golden patterns similarly surfaced in his eyes, and subsequently, the spirit particle runes before his eyes were tinged with different colors.
"There's a flaw here."
William locked his gaze on a spot in mid-air to the side, then released a massive amount of Holy Power from his eyes.
Following a crisp sound, he regained his freedom.
"How is this possible!" Opposite him, Ambo looked surprised.
"To actually decipher the structure of spirit particles in an instant... Could it be... you've achieved Holy Art Insight?"
William narrowed his eyes, forming guesses inwardly.
But outwardly, he showed no anomaly: "It's too late to back out now."
"Hmph, arrogant fool." Ambo suddenly crouched on the floor, and imdiately after, dabbed his hand in blood to rapidly sar a few special characters on the ground.
"Swearing by blood, I pray for holy power, to drive the world's evil beyond the boundaries..."
As soon as his voice fell, the blood on Kerson's body seed to co alive, transforming into two blood pillars that flew toward William.
"Categorizing directly as evil, huh..." William narrowed his eyes, then raised his hand.
The next mont, a pure white barrier flew out from his body, rapidly expanding in all directions.
"Sanctuary!" Ambo's eyes went wide.
"Impossible... in the Land of the Holy War, he clearly could only project it two or three ters."
His intelligence wasn't wrong, but it was sowhat outdated.
Since returning from the Land of the Holy War, William had been conducting in-depth research on his new discoveries regarding Holy Arts back then. Coupled with the assistance of his panel, his progress had long surpassed what it was at that ti.
"It seems you know quite a lot about , so you definitely know this, right?"
As William spoke, he tossed out a few holy artifacts, and an isolation magic array subsequently appeared around Ambo.
Imdiately after, he raised his hand again and pointed at the latter's forehead.
Drifting there were several auras of bright red, gray, and other colors—this was the power of emotions.
The next mont, the gray aura suddenly surged, gradually evolving into the shape of chains, tightly binding Ambo.
Thump!
The latter crashed heavily onto the floor.
Mia huddled behind an overturned table, her eyes filled with shock, not even daring to breathe too loudly.
What was happening right now far exceeded her comprehension; these two in front of her were practically like supern.
Simon aside felt the sa.
Every ti he fild for a while, he would flip the cara lens to show his own face and his watch within the fra, attempting to prove that this footage was not fabricated.
"If this is all you are capable of, then your previous words truly make one laugh," William said coldly.
Ambo frowned tightly.
At this mont, he indeed felt sowhat aggrieved. Who would have thought that a mber newly joining the Holy See's Priest Order from a lower-level church could actually use so many high-level Holy Arts?
Moreover, the transitions between them were fluid, showing absolutely no concern about depleting his power in a short ti.
"Is this guy made of Holy Power..." Ambo gritted his teeth inwardly.
But then, he actually smiled again.
William imdiately narrowed his eyes.
"Detestable guy... didn't you ask just now why I killed Kerson first?" Ambo raised his head as he spoke.
William imdiately looked toward the corpse, but there were no anomalies there.
"He's a sacrifice," Ambo suddenly stated.
As soon as his voice fell, everything in the room suddenly slowed down.
William turned his head, only to see Kayako crouching in the corner of the wall.
It held that glass bottle in its arms, pressing the pads of its fingers together as if performing so kind of ritual.
Such a scene, when perford by a ghost brimming with monstrous resentnt, was simply bizarre in the extre.
William instantly had a bad premonition.
Earlier, when the sacrifice exhibited an anomaly, Kayako was also swept up in it. Because he had been entirely focused on dealing with Ambo, William didn't deal with it imdiately.
At this ti, an anomaly occurred on Kayako again.
Pitch-black strands of hair suddenly lifted from the back of its head. Imdiately after, the hair intertwined with each other, quickly forming several clumps of black hair.
These things hovered in mid-air, like balloons.
At the sa ti, Kerson's corpse suddenly moved.
He "picked up" his own heart and stumbled toward Kayako.
Mia and Simon instantly widened their eyes.
William imdiately tossed a bottle of Holy Water. No matter what the other side was planning, it wouldn't be good for him.
But the next second, the Holy Water bottle flying in mid-air suddenly dropped to the floor.
"Hehehe..."
Ambo suddenly regained his mobility, pointing at William and laughing maniacally: "As a mber of the Priest Order, to publicly set up an evil ritual and even use a companion's body as a sacrifice..."
William's gaze was calm; he understood the other party's intentions.
At this ti, Kerson's heart suddenly exploded.
Flesh and blood filled the air, emitting a thick, bloody stench.
And at this mont, the entire house suddenly beca abnormally quiet.
William raised an eyebrow.
From his perspective, Ambo was still laughing maniacally, but the sound coming from the other party seed to have been silenced.
At the sa ti, a dazzling sphere of light appeared out of thin air.
Hum—
A halo of light expanded in all directions.
William imdiately contracted his Holy Light barrier, blocking it out.
But this power was exceptionally strong, actually managing to penetrate directly inside, and simultaneously, a complex whispering suddenly rang in his ears.
Without any hesitation, William imdiately set up multiple layers of magic arrays around himself while taking out a hundred-year vintage holy artifact.
Under the dazzling golden light, this sound finally faded gradually.
Imdiately after, he activated [Missionary], wanting to see what that cluster of light actually was.
"Don't!"
At this ti, another exclamation rang in his ear again.
William whipped his head around, only to find the space beside him completely empty.
And not far away.
Mia's eyes were blurry. She was clutching her chest, repeatedly bowing to empty air, looking quite excited.
Simon had both hands raised in the air, grinning foolishly, the shape of his hands looking as if he were holding a video cara. But the actual video cara was currently sitting on the floor, pointed right at William's direction.
"Whose voice was that..." William narrowed his eyes tightly.
The other party seed to not want him to activate [Missionary].
"Could there be sothing wrong with that cluster of light... Wait!"
William's eyes suddenly lit up. He had seen this cluster of light before, exactly during that Philadelphia Anniversary.
At that ti, those guys from the Wings of Vengeance had set up so kind of ritual, sucking everyone in the venue into an anomalous space.
"Back then, there were many empty bottles as props at the venue..."
"We will eventually beco one," a shrill female voice suddenly rang out.
William looked in that direction, only to see Kayako had stood up.
No!
More accurately... it was a hybrid of Kayako and Kerson.
At this mont, Kerson's limbs had been severed and inserted vertically into Kayako's shoulders, while his brain was embedded in the ghost's abdon.
"We et again, cunning human." It raised its head.
"You are truly surprising, to actually recognize this ancient existence," Ambo also spoke up.
"But this perfectly solidifies the title of 'colluding with evil,' doesn't it?"
He pulled an old tal chalice from his robes, which instantly emitted an extrely powerful force, enveloping Ambo within it.
William evaluated both sides.
"An ancient existence and... an ancient holy relic. It seems that sacrifice should be so kind of vessel capable of summoning evil thoughts," he pondered inwardly.
But outwardly, William still showed no panic: "As a Holy Clergy mber, summoning evil, do you not know that the 'Lord' is watching from Heaven?"
"Of course the Lord is omniscient and omnipotent," Ambo's expression was excited. "But since He hasn't co out to stop this now, doesn't this exactly prove that this is His guidance!"
"Disputes are aningless. We are originally one, you all should return," the Kayako hybrid opened its arms.
Imdiately after, a terrifying aura suddenly descended upon the room.
Gloomy, ancient, mysterious.
The holy relic in Ambo's hand blood with light, keeping these things at bay.
Mia and Simon also collapsed on the floor.
For a mont, William seed to have fallen into danger.
At this ti, he took an ancient black leather-bound book from his bag.
Subsequently, the book actually began to turn its pages automatically, stopping at a specific map where a certain spot was radiating a dazzling light.
"What is this!" Ambo narrowed his eyes.
He actually instinctively felt fear toward that book, yet he had never seen a book-type holy relic before.
William glanced at the other party: "Do you think I would tell you such a thing?"
"Hmph! No matter what it is, it will be mine after you die," Ambo said viciously.
But the Kayako hybrid aside cried out in alarm: "The Book of the World! How could you, a re human, possess this thing!"
"The Book of the World..." Doubt flashed in Ambo's eyes.
He had coincidentally heard this na when eting with those Holy Clans.
"This seems to be what the Cardinal Council is looking for." Ambo's eyes beca fervent.
"Since you know this thing, then you must be clear on its function," William smiled slightly.
"No! No! Wait, I can help you kill this human, as long as you stop what you're doing!" The Kayako hybrid's attitude suddenly shifted.
"Too late to say that now." William imdiately tossed out the Book of the World.
He saw the black book fly into mid-air. Imdiately after, with it as the center, the surrounding evil aura began to gather rapidly.
The objects in the room instantly flew everywhere in chaos.
"Damn human! No! No!"
The Kayako hybrid instantly dropped to its knees, the chunks of flesh on its body continuously flying toward the black leather book, shrinking a massive size in an instant.
Seeing this scene, Ambo completely froze on the spot.
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