Chapter 1621: Chapter 492 Domain·Fuming Mountain Thunder Prison!_2 Chapter 1621: Chapter 492 Domain·Fuming Mountain Thunder Prison!_2 Madam Mister only needed to run in this direction, perhaps she could still use Leonard Churchill and others to restrain the pursuers, providing herself with more opportunities to escape;
But she only hesitated for a mont before she turned direction and flew toward the other side.
It seed that she didn’t want to drag troubles to Leonard Churchill’s side.
However, due to that mont of hesitation, a spear of light shot forth from behind.
Madam Mister couldn’t avoid it in ti, the white light quickly broke through her protective blood aura, and then, like piercing through rotten wood, it easily penetrated the vampire’s tallic-glossed skin, sending her tumbling backward.
“Ding!”
A crisp sound pierced through the tree trunk.
Madam Mister was impaled by the beam of light onto a large tree dozens of ters away.
Leonard Churchill spared a glance and identified that what pierced her body was a Holy Light Cross embedded with red and green gemstones.
Madam Mister still wanted to struggle, but as soon as her hand touched the cross, it was like touching a red-hot iron, her palm “sizzled” and emitted large amounts of white smoke, and her throat let out a painful shrieking sound.
Witnessing this scene, Leonard Churchill’s gaze grew colder.
He also noticed the black iron casket Madam Mister held in her other hand was about to slip from her grasp.
“…”
Leonard Churchill took one look and guessed that this casket was most certainly sothing of critical importance.
But before he could think further, six clergyn in golden patterned white robes also arrived.
The leader of them was a gaunt-looking old man.
They spotted Leonard Churchill and his party, imdiately halting their approach.
To remain so composed in such a situation, it was hard not to doubt their identity.
…
The two parties exchanged glances in an eerily charged atmosphere.
The Seventh Rank old man aside, the aura exuding from the remaining Sixth Tier mbers was so of the strongest Leonard Churchill had encountered in the Southern Continent.
Every single one of them!
Noticing this, Leonard Churchill imdiately concluded: “One Seventh Tier, five Sixth Tiers… Are ascetics truly as the rumors say, a group of individuals with extraordinary talent seeking to comprehend ‘Divine Power’ and advance to the top-tier Domain…”
While these individuals were powerful, they weren’t necessarily stronger than Madam Mister who had undergone the transformation with the Ancestor Blood of ‘Crimson Corruption Seyadis’.
The most crucial factor in their ability to subdue Madam Mister was that cross.
Since they expected the Crimson Sect to cause trouble, the Holy Church would have naturally prepared so asures against vampires.
Leonard Churchill was not surprised.
And glancing in the direction from which Madam Mister ca, a strange thought also erged in his mind.
This Vampire Countess surely didn’t know soone was here, but she stumbled upon them nonetheless, which seed more than just a simple coincidence.
Leonard Churchill hadn’t forgotten that three days ago in the tavern, Madam Mister had gone for a Divination of fortune.
And back then, Elder Clinton had given her a Prophecy: “The southeast offers a chance to resolve danger.”
Wasn’t it the direction she had just co from?
At the ti, Leonard Churchill even wondered why it was that direction.
Now it seed he understood.
So, Elder Clinton, was the chance to save her life you divined running into us?
The logic threading through his deductions connected, yet, Leonard Churchill felt sothing odd about it.
…
Leonard Churchill was not afraid of trouble, and neither were Sophia Jones and the others.
So they just stood there, watching the scene unfold.
Instead, the six individuals of the Holy Church grew increasingly cautious.
Originally, they wanted to press their advantage to finish off Madam Mister, but seeing Leonard Churchill and his company stand motionless, they sensed a dangerous crisis.
Finally, they stopped.
This also gave Madam Mister a rare mont to catch her breath.
The gaunt old man leading them looked at Leonard Churchill and his group, and authoritatively uttered two words: “Kneel down!”
Ascetics serve the Dragon God directly and therefore hold a very high status in the Church. Aside from the three Kings of the Royal Families, even High-ranking nobility must perform the kneeling ritual.
As the two words were spoken, the atmosphere in the forest stiffened oddly.
Leonard Churchill and Sophia Jones were expressionless, while Bonnie and the other officials listened with full disdain: Just because of you?
In the East Wilderness, they fought as rebels against the power and now they are demanded to kneel?
Of course, they knew it was not just arrogance, but also a verification of identity.
In this space, anyone who believes in the Holy Church upon seeing this golden patterned white robe must respectfully kneel.
Those who did not kneel would be heretics.
Leonard Churchill and the others weren’t heretics, but they were not far off.
He didn’t act imdiately, weighing the pros and cons of taking action.
He had originally intended to watch, but now with Madam Mister arriving, and glancing at Elder Clinton, he realized, an invisible “thread of destiny” had long been woven.
Long before this.
From involving Emperor Lanlingster, it seed inevitable to face it.
Leonard Churchill couldn’t see the full picture of that thread, but the corner of his mouth slightly lifted up.
Because at that mont, that familiar feeling returned; he glimpsed above the chessboard the Shadow of the chess player from above the Void.
…
Leonard Churchill and his group did not choose to kneel, aning a battle was now inevitable.
The six ascetics on the other side didn’t dally either, vanishing on the spot.
With Sophia Jones present, no matter how strong, without an Eighth Rank, all would die.
But just at the mont of action, Leonard Churchill shot Sophia Jones a knowing glance.
Sophia Jones, in tacit understanding, subdued the sharpness in her eyes.
Now was not the ti for her to make a move.
In this intricate and perilous situation, it was better for her to reveal herself later.
In an instant, Leonard Churchill vanished from the spot.
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