Mystery: When the Fool Meets the Masked Fool

Chapter 446 The Capitoline Guitar with 30 Times the Pain
Backlund, a large and well-organized force of Fussack airships cut in from the north and arrived over the metropolis.

As soon as they approached, the Cathedral of Holy Wind and other places seemed to have made some preparations. The howling wind suddenly intensified, and a pure white holy light shone, combining with the gale to transform into one pure white giant blade after another, whistling towards the target, just like cannonballs fired into the air.

At the top of the church spire, a middle-aged man with blue hair had appeared at some point.

The middle-aged man had prominent earlobes, dark blue hair, and eyes that seemed to hold countless lightning bolts. He rudely held a guitar with a human face on it.

He is Cardinal of the Church of Storms, Archbishop of the Diocese of Backlund, and "High Priest of the Deep Blue" Radar Valentine.

He roughly strummed the strings made from Kapin's brain, singing a heroic war song.

“One after another, majestic ships sailed toward the port below their mountains.”

"How I long for the touch of that vanished hand, and that voice that is no longer heard."

The music was crisp, powerful, and melodious. But if a highly sensitive person were here, they might hear a faint howl in the music.

Surprisingly, it sounds good.

It's much better than Alger's singing.

Just as these giant blades were about to strike the airship formation's airbags, an invisible defense appeared, blocking all the attacks.

Under the violent onslaught, the transparent "wall" began to sway, but ultimately managed to hold on.

At the same time, the airship's gun barrels, machine gun barrels, and throwing ports opened one after another, aiming downwards.

boom!
As the hurricane formed around the Cathedral of the Holy Wind, explosive sounds echoed in all directions.

But, it's obvious.

This deep blue high priest is not a good-tempered person.

A huge gust of wind erupted beneath his feet, propelling him into the sky.

A slightly trembling piano note rang out, and pure white wings unfurled behind him, transforming into wings.

As he flew upwards, he turned the guitar in his hands and gripped the long neck with both hands.

boom!
He used his guitar as a hammer and slammed it hard against the bottom of an airship.

A burst of intense light erupted from the point of impact, as if a small sun had appeared at the spot where it struck.

This is the extraordinary effect of this Kapin guitar: it transforms the suffering of Kapin, the raw material, into a magical attribute of holy light.

It has been half a year since Celes turned the human trafficker Capin into a guitar.

Because he was deprived of his ability to move, as a form of "balance," Serres granted him extraordinary perception. Each day he was unable to move freely, his perception of the outside world doubled from the previous day.

That single tap, with its nearly 30 times greater tactile sensation, must have been incredibly exhilarating for Kapin.

But it doesn't matter. The destinies of [Abundance], [Preservation], and [Memory] protect him. He will never faint, never lose consciousness, and never stop thinking.

Amidst the terrifying holy light bombs and storms, the airships were like ships sailing on the sea, rising and falling in the mountain-like waves, being blasted about and about to be thrown far away.

The hurricane condensed into a vortex in the air, engulfing the clouds and turning them black, as if a torrential rain was about to fall.

But at that moment, a flash of light, like blood and rust mingling, appeared on the leading airship, enveloping all its companions and connecting them one by one.

Suddenly, Fussack's airship fleet stabilized amidst Valentine's storm and the scorching holy light, no longer resembling tiny vessels in a dark, giant wave.

The higher levels of power associated with the "Red Priest" path belong to war, and war is the art of gathering the masses!
This is the authority of the "War Bishop"!

Valentine's eyes flashed with electricity when he saw this.

Lightning began to flash and crackle from the spiraling dark clouds gathering in the sky, attempting to sever the communication between the airships.

After the Fusaks withstood the previous wave of attacks, they launched bombs from the sluice gates before any further counterattacks could arrive, sending them falling downwards.

For a seasoned veteran like Stormy Pigeon, this was undoubtedly a provocation.

"Ah!" Valentine roared, flew forward a few meters, and arrived at a spot with no obstruction overhead, raising his guitar high.

boom! boom! boom!
In the dark clouds, several bolts of lightning struck the bottom of the guitar, which was held upside down.

Like the wrath of Thor.

During the time Valentine was gathering strength, the airship fleet did not attempt to cross Backlund and enter the North District. Instead, it immediately turned towards the West District, which was the political center of the Kingdom of Rune.

In the midst of a sudden hurricane, the trajectories of these bombs became unpredictable, even to themselves.

Boom! Boom!
These shells were detonated in mid-air.

But sparks also flashed from the cannons, fully displaying the joy of the god of war.

Whether it's destroying the enemy or destroying oneself, this is the art of war.

But in the next moment, Valentine raised his guitar and swung it down sharply.

In an instant, the lightning connected to the bottom of the guitar, like a chain, pulled down the dark clouds in the sky, carrying with it a pure white, sacred, and terrifying sun!

This scene, resembling the fall of the sun, is proof of Kapin's "delight."

This is precisely its "golden spirit"!

To protect Backlund, Kapin "voluntarily" sacrificed his own strength through suffering.

Quickly say thank you, Kapin.

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At Moretti's house, Benson and Melissa were terrified by the apocalyptic scene outside.

But Benson tried to remain calm and soothe his sister's emotions.

At this moment, Merlin Hermes, who was sitting on the sofa, raised one finger.

His face still wore a gentle smile. This acted as a reassurance, quickly calming the two people's anxiety.

Benson suddenly realized what was happening.

Since such extraordinary things exist, the priest in front of us is probably also an extraordinary person, right?

Benson was about to say something, but Merlin Hermes spoke faster than he could.

A faint light appeared in his eyes, and his tone was gentle and elegant, like a compassionate god watching over people: "I hope that this place will not be ravaged by war."

The next second, the sounds of explosions and howling winds from the outside world suddenly disappeared.

Looking out the window, it seemed as if a layer of gray fog had covered the outside, and nothing could be seen.

Whether it's damage from explosions, strong winds, sound, or even intense light, everything is blocked.

Merlin Hermes stood up from the sofa, removed his top hat, and bowed slightly to the two people in front of him.

"This protection will not disappear until this attack is over."

"Then, please do not leave this house before the protection is gone."

Benson and Melissa nodded immediately, feeling their hearts sink back into their stomachs.

Hermes smiled and snapped his fingers lightly.

A flame shot out of his pocket and set him ablaze.

The next moment, he leaped through the flames, leaving the house and disappearing from Benson and Melissa's sight.

(End of this chapter)