Knight Lords: Infinite Simulation and the Path of Light

Chapter 175 The Descent of Holy Light
Cough~ cough~ cough~
Large spurts of blood gushed from Frederick IV's mouth. Although several magic arrays flashing with various lights erupted around him, these arrays had no effect on the rapidly approaching hunting spears of Helsing.

Several defensive magic arrays shattered like broken glass. As for Frederick's level-five magic-enchanted construct 'Imperial Guardian' which he wore close to his body...

Under the influence of the sharp rules released by Helsing's hunting spear, Frederick IV lost his ability to defend himself after only two seconds of resistance. The spear pierced his body, and the destructive rules released instantly turned Frederick IV's internal organs into a pile of minced meat.

The glowing magical runes on Frederick IV's body replenished a large amount of his life force, allowing the emperor to remain conscious as he experienced the passing of his life.

"Cough~cough~"

"Is it a magical artifact? They've really prepared everything!"

In his final moments, Frederick IV seemed to sense something and looked toward the East Third District, muttering something, but the gushing blood drowned out his words.

In Frederick IV's eyes, which were about to lose their light, a glimmer of light slowly emerged.

"Protect His Majesty!!!!!"

The construct knights, who were sent flying by the explosion of Frederick IV's protective gear, only glanced at the scene before turning away, unable to bear looking at it any longer. The empire's ruler had been killed while under their protection; to them, it was as if the world had collapsed.

No one needed to say more; only blood and death could wash away this humiliation. Led by their squad leaders, the members of the Royal First Construct Knights charged toward the mangled werewolf Sindin.

Facing the construct knights charging towards him, Sindin showed no sign of panic. Instead, he spread his fleshy, grotesque arms, revealing a wolf face with bare bones, and looked up at the sky as if waiting for something.

Soon, everyone present knew what the werewolf Sinding was waiting for. A huge beam of green light pierced through the clouds and quickly enveloped Sinding's battered body, which rapidly recovered under the green light.

Blocked by the green beam of light, the armored knights could only watch from the outside as the werewolf rapidly recovered from his injuries. Just when everyone was at a loss, the platinum tower standing in the center of the Holy Song Mayara seemed to sense something, and the entire tower emitted a dazzling light.

Immediately afterwards, a beam of light several times more powerful than the previous energy attack shot towards the huge green beam, and the attack, carrying several streaks of different colored light, violently bombarded the huge green beam of light.

Under the attack of the Platinum Tower, ripples rose from the surface of the green pillar of light.

The next moment, the attack from the Tower of Platinum swept directly above everyone, blasting a large merchant ship docked in the harbor in the distance into nothingness. The green beam of light that had descended from the sky seemed to have never existed.

"Ah~~ wonderful power, praise to Helsing~~~~~"

Successfully hunting down the ruler of a human empire is no small matter, even in the eyes of the gods, let alone at this crucial moment. What was originally just a casual move has unexpectedly yielded a huge reward.

The formation and collapse of everything are composed of one thing after another. And the bigger the change, the more you look back to the beginning and find that what caused the butterfly effect was a small thing that people have been struggling to understand.

For example, from a historical perspective, it could be considered an ordinary riot, so why would the supreme ruler of an empire choose to personally lead his armored knights to suppress it?

The fascinating thing about history is that even if you have detailed records, very clear relationships between people, and can even pinpoint the time, place, people, possible causes, and possible consequences, you can never guess what the person making the decision was thinking before making that decision.

"Well then, let's finish the rest of the work now. I don't know why it went so smoothly, but it doesn't matter anymore."

Sinding's claws lightly scratched at Frederick IV's corpse, and the hunting spear that had pinned Frederick IV to the ground, Helsing's, instantly appeared in Sinding's hand. Combining with the spear once again, a powerful aura erupted from Sinding, far surpassing what it had been before.

It was the kind of thing that made people want to submit at first glance. The next moment, the Platinum Tower, having finished cooling and recharging, unleashed an even more powerful attack after accumulating energy. But when faced with this attack, a solid antler-like figure burst out from Sindin's body.

The blood-red Helsing hunting spear, activated by the power emanating from Sindin's body, emitted a dark red light. As Sindin swung the spear forward with his thick, muscular right arm, a gigantic spearhead hundreds of meters long crashed into the incoming beam of light.

The moment the two collided, the entire night sky turned into daylight, as if the sky had suddenly brightened. The energy burst forth instantly flattened the surrounding buildings, creating a huge open space of several thousand square meters.

The Hengdeli Chamber of Commerce, located on the outskirts of the explosion, was reduced to ruins by the powerful blast waves.

I don't know how much time passed, maybe a few minutes, maybe a dozen minutes.

The construct knights, regaining consciousness, gradually crawled up from under the rubble, looking blankly at the desolate scene before them. Although they were the most elite construct knight order in the entire empire, they couldn't help but feel a strong sense of helplessness when faced with an enemy that was beyond the capabilities of ordinary people.

After all, as a crucial weapon protecting the empire, the Platinum Tower is said to be able to bombard legendary powers. And under the continent's rule that extraordinary beings do not show themselves in the world, the Platinum Tower's attacks are enough to eliminate any villains who dare to cause trouble.

But today's events greatly overturned the understanding of these proud knights. First of all, their captain, Florian, was amplified by the formation of the entire knightly order, and in the instant he fought the werewolf, he pierced through the captain.

Even more terrifyingly, after His Majesty called for an attack from the Platinum Tower, this exceptionally ferocious werewolf actually withstood the destructive beam of the Platinum Tower and then pinned His Majesty to the ground, killing him within their defensive formation.

Such a formidable enemy inevitably breeds despair, especially after losing two key figures. The remaining people are in a state of chaos and don't know what to do. Even the last thought of avenging His Majesty and washing away the humiliation, or at the very least dying in battle, vanished without a trace with a single clash between the werewolf Sindin and the Tower of Platinum.

"Hahahaha~ Wonderful, so wonderful! Is this what power feels like? It's so captivating~~~~~"

Looking at the werewolf standing atop the highest point of the ruins, everyone present couldn't help but feel fear, and an atmosphere of despair slowly spread. Sinding glanced around and noticed that the knights of the First Construct Knights, who had originally intended to attack him, had lost their fighting spirit and become cowardly. Disappointed, he shook his head. For a top hunter like him, the chosen one to hunt demons...

Indeed, after killing Frederick IV, Sindin proved his courage and hunting desire to Helsing, which made Helsing willing to go to the trouble of penetrating the Dragonfire Array to bestow divine grace. Under the influence of this divine grace, Sindin went from a lesser chosen one to a chosen one, and his strength skyrocketed to the legendary level. With the support of Helsing's hunting spear, he was even able to fight against legendary-level opponents.

Therefore, when faced with ants that have no desire to resist, Xinding wouldn't even give them a second glance. Killing such trash would make Xinding feel that his dignity had been insulted.

Just as Xin Ding was about to leave, a dazzling light flew rapidly from the north, seemingly heading towards the East Third District.

Sensing danger, Xinding narrowed his eerie green wolf eyes and looked toward the bright light.

"Tsk tsk tsk tsk~ I never expected that you, this filthy beast, would dare to hold such an evil ceremony in the capital."

The light slowly faded, revealing a figure inside. Pale golden hair hung loosely on either side of the face, and amber eyes looked down at the werewolf with a playful expression, showing no tension whatsoever towards this newly promoted legendary werewolf.

As he spoke, he looked down at the corpse of Frederick IV, which was surrounded and guarded by construct knights in the open space below. After a simple sense, he knew that the supreme ruler of the empire was definitely dead. Although he had only been dead for a short time, normally he could be resurrected as long as he paid the price. However, under certain special regulations, the emperor could not be resurrected.

So, there wasn't much he could do. Aurelion shook his head regretfully. To be honest, he actually had a pretty good impression of this uncooperative and forceful emperor.
"Tsk tsk tsk~ What a pity, our arrogant emperor has finally paid the price for his arrogance. However, this is just as good, as it will make things much easier later on. You know, I've been extremely busy lately."

Werewolf Sinding looked warily at the man hovering in mid-air, dressed in a white missionary robe embroidered with golden magic patterns. According to his senses, the man's strength was not much stronger than the knight he had just stabbed through with his spear, but the sense of danger he felt subconsciously made Sinding watch him cautiously.

"Oh, right, I haven't introduced myself yet. I am Aurelion Yseramar from the Eternal Sun. Although I am grateful for what you did just now, let's leave it at that. I will not let you leave alive, and your death is of great importance to me."

As a giant human face appeared behind Aurelion, Sinding's fanged mouth opened wide, as if to intimidate the other side.

"Priest, are you going to break our agreement, or is your Eternal Sun a place that is even less law-abiding than us, the people of the evil faction?"

Upon hearing the werewolf's words, Aurelion, radiating a bright and warm light, revealed a very sunny smile.

"No, no, no, of course things should be done according to the agreement, but this agreement does not include letting you leave. Besides, I have never agreed to this."

Sinding's wolf legs, with their reverse joints, pressed down and leaned forward slightly, his muscles tensing as he prepared to fight at any moment. Although the rules of light had a natural influence on his dark nature, he had now successfully advanced and was no longer so afraid of holy light.

Thinking of this, the werewolf Sindin gathered his strength and suddenly roared at Aurelion, who was floating above him. The sound waves flew rapidly towards Aurelion in circles, and Aurelion was sent flying more than ten meters away before he could regain his footing.

"Interesting. As expected of someone who has completed the promotion ceremony, their combat power is indeed not to be underestimated. But it's a coincidence that I have just completed my own promotion ceremony."

As he spoke, Aurelion clasped his hands together, and the human-faced sun floating behind him quickly merged into his body. The next moment, Aurelion, who seemed to have become a sun, emitted a dazzling light, which then shone on the werewolf Sindin's body, producing a hissing, burning sound.

After transforming into the sun, Aurelion flickered a few times before reappearing.

Aurelion reappeared completely different from before. His elegant and proper missionary attire had disappeared, replaced by a full suit of pure gold armor, the surface of which was embossed with dense, ancient, and incomprehensible characters and patterns.

Behind him, a pair of enormous wings of light appeared and gently flapped. Amber eyes coldly watched the werewolf Sindin through the observation gap of half of the helmet. Compared to his gentle and lazy appearance just now, he seemed to have become a completely different person.

"Now, our strength is evenly matched, you beast~ Prepare to meet your death~~~~"

The werewolf Sindin stared solemnly at the priest shrouded in holy light, who resembled an angel descended to earth. His beastly instincts constantly reminded the werewolf of the terrifying nature of this man.

Under the holy light, darkness had nowhere to hide. This natural oppression made Sinding feel extremely irritable. The subtle pressure and the threat of death made Sinding increasingly agitated, unable to calm down.

"Roar~~~Roar~~~~~~"

Under pressure, Sindin once again unleashed a wolf howl attack at Aurelion overhead, but this time the sound waves dissipated only five or six meters away from the opponent.

However, Shinding clearly didn't expect this simple attack to cause any damage to his opponent; he was just setting up for his next attack.

The enormous and solid phantom of Helsing reappeared behind Sindin, and the phantom and Sindin moved in sync.

The next moment, the phantom of the spear that had just clashed with the attack of the Tower of Platinum reappeared. Compared to the previous one, the spearhead was much smaller, only about ten meters long, but its power was even more intense than before.

As Aurelion watched the phantom of the spearhead rapidly approaching him, he suddenly spread his arms wide, and after a few spells, a beam of light pierced through the clouds and struck Aurelion.

"Holy Light!!!! Descend!!!"

A massive holy sword, composed entirely of holy light, formed within the beam of light and then rapidly rammed into the phantom spear tip pointing downwards.

(End of this chapter)