Chapter 884: Delay
Translator: EndlessFantasy Translation Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation
The mont those words ca out, a change involuntarily ca over the expressions of the Church mbers. The bishop’s heart tightened; killing the Princess on the spot was sothing that the other party was definitely capable of doing.
They had beco sowhat stuck in a difficult position now.
"...Are you scared?" Grant narrowed his eyes, speaking with a hint of provocation in his tone, "You don’t even have the courage to fight us head on, so the only thing you dare do is to use a defenseless child as a threat against us?"
Benjamin gave a cold scoff, "Don’t talk about yourself as though you’re so noble and mighty. The things you’ve done to her are way dirtier than what I’m doing now."
"We are carrying out the will of God. You, on the other hand, are digging your own grave."
Saying that, Grant stretched out his hand once more, and gave a light dab. A piece of Holy Light spread out, and the great wall of light before him suddenly transford; shapes similar to long spears began to slowly appear within it. Imdiately, a cold, murderous aura filled the sky; the atmosphere beca even more tense.
However, it was also at this mont that the bishop saw Grant’s actions, and nodded with understanding in his heart. He felt for a small, silver bead in his pocket, and crushed it. A discrete wave, carrying so sort of ssage, was sent out.
They were about to summon their n.
Along with that ripple, the troops of Holy Knights and priests around Pearl Lake suddenly began to move at the sa ti, hurrying towards Grant’s and Benjamin’s location. As though they did not want to be noticed by anyone, they were extrely careful as they hurried on, like assassins, quietly forming a circle.
Just as reinforcents for the Church were rushing over...
"Hand Her Majesty over, or I will let you sink in this place, along with your ship," After condensing Holy Light to create a shockingly powerful force of long spears, Grant did not launch his attack, but spoke as such.
The other mbers of the Church hid behind him, carefully watching Benjamin’s actions.
The bishop was on high alert. The current circumstances were not so clear yet, and there was no guarantee of success if they were to rush into a battle hastily, but they had summoned their reinforcents. They only had to delay him for a while longer; when their aid arrived, they would be in an undefeatable position!
Because of that, they had to delay him here. They could not strike prematurely.
Benjamin did not imdiately begin his attack as well.
"The enemy is the enemy. You don’t really think that I would believe your nonsense, do you?" Holding the Princess up, he suddenly created an ice blade in his hand through condensation, and held it against her neck. "If you don’t want her to die, fine. Exchange your lives for it."
One of the priests suddenly yelled, "You’re full of nonsense! Downright foolish, wishful thinking!"
Swoosh!
From the side, an extrely thin ice needle suddenly shot out, bypassing Grant’s Holy Light spears in a dash towards the priest. However, a split second before it pierced through his heart from the back, Grant shifted his gaze, and a cluster of Holy Light shot over, blocking the ice needle.
The priest was so shocked that he broke into cold sweat. It was only then that he realized he had just escaped death, and imdiately shrunk back.
However... Until then, neither party began to attack the other, as before.
"If you don’t want to die, shut up. You have no right to speak here," Benjamin said coldly.
"A ssenger of God can say whatever he wants," Grant lifted his hand, and layers of Holy Light appeared around them protectively, forming a huge ball of Light, enveloping all the mbers of the Church in it.
The bishop gave a secret sigh of relief.
It seed that he was really being delayed...
That devil seed to be scared of the power and might of His Highness the Pope as well, so he had not struck hastily. However, he was unable to accept that the Black Nightmare Army had been destroyed, so he was unwilling to leave. All he could do was stay, holding on to his hostage and letting out angry remarks.
Thus, seconds and minutes passed by. Benjamin and the mbers of the Church remained in a stalemate for a long ti, with the occasional small scale sneak attack and brief crossing of swords. However, they did not really start a fight. The ice blade was kept on the Princess’ neck, but had never gone an inch closer. The Princess had long fallen unconscious.
About half an hour passed.
"...They have arrived."
The thick smoke in their surroundings slowly dissipated. All of a sudden, dozens of figures erged from the thick smoke, flying in from all directions and encircling the ice ship. All of them were wearing the red robes of a bishop; more than a dozen eyes fell on Benjamin at the sa ti.
Following that, even more priests flew out from various directions. Like hordes of locusts flying through a region, densely packed figures stopped behind the bishops, and imdiately, half of the sky was covered.
At the sa ti, silhouettes of Holy Knights appeared continuously on the face of the earth. They had crawled over along the ruins and arranged themselves in groups, as though knitting a silver-grey carpet. Everyone had their sights set firmly on Benjamin, who was in the air, with their shields raised up high in the air. They were ready to sacrifice their lives at any mont, to waste even just a bit of Benjamin’s spiritual energy.
Whatever it was... in just about ten seconds, the empty Pearl Lake had suddenly beco bustling with life. Tens of thousands of eyes, filled with a pure intention to kill at the mont, fell only upon one person.
"There is no way you can escape now."
Grant gave a cold snort, speaking every word clearly, with an impatience that he no longer had to hide.
Benjamin surveyed the dense circle of people around him.
"So... you’ve shifted every useful person here, just to kill ?" His expression was unchanging, as he kept his attention on Grant coldly, "Do you really think that having more people would be effective?"
Grant, however, did not have the slightest interest in exchanging nonsense anymore.
He moved his hand violently, and the Holy Light spears that had waited in the air for a long ti finally began to shake, one by one. After that, the gigantic long spears pierced through the air, rushing straight for Benjamin!
At the sa ti, the bishops, leading countless of priests, began to cast Union Magic. Huge shafts of Holy Light began to condense where they were, and the light elents imdiately reached a frightening density that had never been seen before!
Benjamin, however, raised an eyebrow.
At that mont, he suddenly opened his mouth and pronounced a short, quaint little syllable. Following that, a blue, sprite-like figure flashed over his shoulder, and right after that, nurous blue runes appeared around the entire ice ship.
In the next second, the Holy Light spears were the first to impact.
Bang! Bang! Bang!
The long spears seed to collide with so invisible wall, before they could get near the ice ship, and exploded violently. Dazzling Holy Light erupted in every direction, as bright as the sun.
They could see a great net suddenly appearing in front of the ice ship, made out of thin, blue strands. Upon closer inspection, every thin strand was ford by great amounts of water elents being compressed infinitely; as the great net spread, it blocked all the Holy Light spears.
"Hmph... You can’t do anything to with just this."
Benjamin’s voice rang out from the Holy Light that had erupted in various directions. The mbers of the Church were startled; however, as they lifted their heads to look, they discovered that the ice ship had suddenly rushed out from the dazzling bright light.
The ice ship was heading straight for the weakest spot of the circle.
The bishop was stunned at first. He then began to yell, in a panic, "Quick! Block him! Don’t let him escape!"
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