"Get lost—"
Charlotte’s voice wasn’t loud.
In fact, just like the ti Sebastian tried to probe her mories, this was rely an instinctive outburst from her, who liked to pry into others but detested being pry into herself.
Caught off guard, it was sowhat blustering yet timorous, like a kitten hissing at a stranger who had trespassed into its ho.
If you truly dared to kick the table, it might have just scurried away with a whoosh.
But in the ears of Sebastian and the Great Knight, it was entirely different.
Sebastian felt that at the mont his consciousness was about to be shredded by the Spiritual Force Field, accompanied by the enduringly cold and majestic rebuke of the Lady of the Dark Night, a vast and mighty breath surged out from the depths of his consciousness.
That voice and breath carried an absolute will that brooked no refusal, like a torrential flood, effortlessly tearing apart the Spiritual Force Field that enveloped him.
He almost instantly thought of the ti he first t the Lady of the Dark Night in reality, his unfathomable offense that day.
Even at the banquet at the Duke Mansion, despite shielded, he had his soul injured by a single rebuke from the Lady of the Dark Night.
Every subsequent recollection made Sebastian shudder with fear.
And now, that familiar feeling had returned!
Only, unlike before, he was no longer the center of the storm, but the one guarded by that terrifying power.
Life is so full of capricious dramas.
This ti, the center of the storm was the Great Knight.
Sebastian could clearly sense that the Lady of the Dark Night’s rebuke was even more terrifying than before, and just by hearing the echo by his ear, he felt his soul trembling.
This gave him a pang of relief.
Clearly... The Lady of the Dark Night had held back when she rebuked him previously.
What the Great Knight was experiencing now was the true rebuke from an ancient deity!
And to have the opportunity to follow such a powerful deity and finally gain her approval, Sebastian felt an unparalleled excitent.
After all, who doesn’t want their powerful patron to be stronger?
The stronger the Lady of the Dark Night beca, the more likely he could follow her and succeed on a path he had never imagined!
However, the Great Knight’s feelings were completely different.
At this mont, the magnate of the Judgent Court, Bold, had nothing left in his heart but terror.
In his perception, the rebuke seed like thunder from ancient tis, echoing by his ear, embroiled with an unmatched presence and overwhelming Divine Mighty!
His brain suddenly exploded with noise, the illusion of castles and thrones shattered instantly, and it seed like only those red-gold eyes remained in his mind.
Those red-gold eyes glanced indifferently at him.
Amid the echoes akin to thunder, he felt waves of a dreadful psychic tsunami smashing into his soul...
During the rebuke, the Holy Emblem that protected his soul on his chest couldn’t last even a second, flickering once before it completely failed.
The shield of Holy Power that had enveloped him since he engaged in battle was torn as easily as paper.
And all these attacks were just the aftermath of that one "get lost."
Under the onslaught of the Spirit Shock, the Great Knight’s ntal world was in utter chaos.
His fully powered Spiritual Force Field, fragile as a wooden sailboat striking an iceberg, shattered instantly in the face of the rebuke!
And his soul, which had begun to faintly shine with saintly light, was torn and leaked like a ruptured sack, on the brink of collapse.
He nearly let out a piercing scream, hurled away by the tangible psychic shock, flying over ten ters spewing blood.
Collapsed on the ground, the Great Knight felt his brain was on the verge of bursting, bleeding from every orifice, his breath faint.
This Transcendent of the Third Tier of the Blazing Sun had been gravely wounded.
And his aura plumted in an instant...
The Spiritual Force Field is the symbol of a Third Tier of the Blazing Sun.
With the Spiritual Force Field destroyed, a Transcendent naturally falls in rank.
Looking at the Great Knight lying on the ground, unable to rise, Sebastian was stunned.
The distant Judgent Knights and Judgnt Priests were also stunned.
Even the instigator, Charlotte, was stunned.
Heavens... she had rely roared in her consciousness.
How did a single outburst make a Blazing Sun vomit blood?
However, she soon noticed that the ti limit on her True Ancestor Liberation had decreased by a second...
Charlotte had an epiphany in an instant.
The reprimand she just delivered had inadvertently utilized the power of "True Ancestor Liberation".
Good heavens...
Was this new ability really that strong?
Charlotte silently marveled and imdiately prioritized researching "True Ancestor Liberation" right after rescuing Sebastian.
anwhile, on the other side, Sebastian gradually recovered from his shock.
He breathed a sigh of relief, straightened up a bit, elegantly summoned a wine glass filled with red wine, took a delicate sip, and then, like a great villain from a novel, mimicked Charlotte’s tone and said with a faint smile,
"Great Knight, you really are in a sorry state now, aren’t you?"
Charlotte: ...
It was not until then that the Great Knight gradually regained his senses.
With a pale face and teary, bloodshot eyes, he looked at Sebastian with horror and his voice was hoarse and frightened,
"An alien god! It’s an alien god!"
"There’s an alien god hiding in your consciousness!"
"Cough cough cough... You evil Elf, you have truly... conspired with the Evil God!"
Hearing the Great Knight’s alard shouts, Charlotte, observing from the shadows, focused her gaze.
Although she believed herself to be no alien god since all her power ca from the Blood Holy Scripture, it would be trouble if the Holy Royal Court discovered her secret.
Even if the Great Knight had not recognized her identity, given the current relationship between the Rose Association and Castel, it was a potential threat.
Charlotte had to admit that, at this mont, she was tempted by murderous intent.
For her own safety, the Great Knight’s life... probably could not be spared!
But she soon had her doubts.
The Great Knight was a Holy believer, devotee of the Divine Lord Haral.
The scriptures said that the souls of devout believers would return to the deity’s kingdom upon death.
So... if the Great Knight, a believer, were to die, would his deity notice her existence?
Charlotte imdiately beca alert.
It was not impossible!
Therefore... she had to be cautious and prevent the Great Knight’s soul from returning to the Divine Country.
Charlotte almost imdiately had an idea, which was to order Sebastian to erase the Great Knight from the soul level!
However, she ultimately did not give the command.
Because as the thought occurred to her, Sebastian, as if influenced by so strange force, had the sa thought, and his consideration was identical to Charlotte’s.
He narrowed his eyes, inspected the Great Knight carefully, then let out a soft chuckle with an extrely dangerous expression,
"Great Knight, I truly did not wish to be your enemy."
"Unfortunately, it seems you know too much."
"Now... I really must kill a clergyman of the Holy Royal Court."
After speaking, Sebastian muttered a Spell, and with a slight grasp in the void with his hands, he drew another Fla Sword from the air.
Only, unlike the previous Fla Sword, this one’s flas were black, exuding an annoying presence that made even Charlotte frown slightly.
Upon seeing the black Fla Sword, the Great Knight faltered for a mont before descending into rage, and within that rage, there lurked a trace of terror and panic,
"The Blasphemy Sword of a Dark Knight?"
"You... you actually want to shatter my spirit!"
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