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Seeing the black flames emanating from Detrick, not only the Church's Inquisition but even the Royal Knights were stunned. They stood there in shock, their eyes wide open.

"Damn it, kill this damn bastard!" Suddenly, the leader of the Royal Knights roared.

The leader's hair was already gray, and he looked quite majestic. His name was Gaiat Priam, the Vice-Master of the Royal Knights and one of the Ten Elders of the Council.

As a veteran in the political arena, he knew exactly what to do at this moment. He had to kill Detrick at all costs, otherwise the Royal Knights would be in big trouble!

"stop!"

Just as the Royal Knights were about to attack, a golden light descended from the sky, suddenly enveloping Detrick. This golden light acted like a barrier, temporarily protecting Detrick from harm while also preventing him from escaping.

"Your Holiness!"

The members of the Judiciary split apart, revealing the figure of the Pope of the Church of War. Dressed in a golden robe and holding a ceremonial weapon, he looked majestic.

It was he who had just used the barrier to protect Detrick, and in this situation he needed this taboo within the taboo.

"Mr. Guyat, are you okay?" The Pope walked slowly to Guyat, and the royal knights did not dare to stop him.

Although they currently have friction, they are still of the same origin. The Pope's status is equivalent to that of the imperial family, a rule established by the founding emperor.

"Your Majesty Lalde." Gayat took a breath and said, "Why do you want to stop me from slaying demons?"

"Demon slayer?" Pope Larde's lips curled slightly as he asked, "Are you slaying demons, or are you covering up your crimes?"

His words were blunt, and Gaiat's rage surged. "Your Majesty, please be careful with your words! We, the Royal Knights, fight for the glory of our God. How could we commit such a blasphemous act?"

"Oh, fighting for our god?" Lalder nodded with a smile like an old fox, and said, "Then may I ask you, why did our god's warriors surround our god's gym? Or do you think this gym has become a place of decay?"

"This..." Gayat's mouth twitched and his expression changed slightly.

He couldn't admit this; after all, a true god would sense it. This kind of accusation would have serious consequences in a world where true gods existed. If he truly revealed that the gym had become a place of decay, he would undoubtedly face divine punishment.

But Gaiat didn't know that the God of War no longer dared to send his divine thoughts into the church. Because there were indeed true blasphemers in the church, it was not an exaggeration for him to say that this place was a "place of decay."

"I believe you all have eyes to see where the blasphemer came from." Lard's lips curled slightly, and he said softly, "Sir Gayatt, can you give me an explanation?"

At this moment, Larde was really proud, and his tail was almost up in the sky.

He hadn't dared to show up because he knew full well that his dirty deeds with the nobles were all true. He also had the intention of controlling the royal family, but he hadn't expected this intention to be exposed.

When the Royal Knights came to his door before, he didn't dare to confront them.

If his plots were confirmed, the gods would probably be disappointed in him. After all, the gods themselves had a contract with the imperial family, and the divine power and the imperial power did not interfere with each other.

Larde dared to plot in secret. Even if the gods knew, they would not stop him or punish him. If his plot succeeded, he might even be rewarded. But if he did it out in the open, it would be embarrassing for the gods.

His own gods would never admit to this, and he would also be severely punished.

So Larde was as anxious as an ant on a hot pan before, and he just hoped that the church's trial team would be helpful and give him more bargaining chips at the negotiation table.

But now it's different.

The black fire emanating from Detrick completely dispelled all of Larder's anxiety. Feeling he had already won the round, he calmly walked out from behind.

"This damned blasphemer betrayed his faith and the glory of our God." Gayat took a breath and said slowly, "Hand him over to us. The Royal Knights will give you an explanation."

The underlying meaning of this sentence is that Detrick's actions are personal and have nothing to do with the Royal Knights. Hand him over to us, and your debt with the nobles will be wiped out.

But Larde clearly wasn't going to let him go, shaking his head slightly. "No, no, no, Lord Gayatt. This blasphemer is one of yours. What if you're protecting him?"

"Damn it!" Gayat's face showed anger again.

He understood that this damned old fox was obviously trying to raise the price. Of course, the other party also knew that Detrick's blasphemy was actually a personal act and had nothing to do with the Royal Knights.

But this does not prevent the other party from taking advantage of the situation, after all, the Pope now holds the initiative.

"I think it's better for him to stay in our Inquisition," Lalder said softly.

"Don't go too far!" Guyat gritted his teeth in anger.

If Detrick were really allowed to enter the Inquisition, the Imperial Knights would lose all face. Even if it was proven that Detrick's rebellion had nothing to do with them, the Emperor would not let Gaiat go.

"You were the one who surrounded this place with your men. How can you say I was being excessive?" Larde blinked.

"Asshole!" Gayatt was so angry that he almost punched the other man's face. The smug expression really made him furious. But at this time, he couldn't get angry at all, because his tail was indeed in the other man's hand. "Tell me, what do you want to do?"

"I heard that the Royal Knights are going to add some fresh blood recently. The fourth son of Earl Baker and the fifth son of Lauren are very good." Lalde grinned.

Lalder's goal was to use this incident to plant the seeds he had prepared within the Royal Knights. Once these seeds grew, they would prove to be of great use.

Gaiat's face trembled again, and he felt even more deeply the shamelessness of the Pope before him. If these nails had been inserted by his own hands, he would not dare to pull them out easily, let alone tell the emperor about it.

But what could he do now? He could only grit his teeth and agree. Otherwise, if the matter got out of hand, it would be even more disadvantageous to him. "Hand him over to me!"

"of course."

Larde nodded and was about to cast a spell to release Detrick. But at that moment, a slightly cold female voice suddenly rang out. "The Oracle has arrived! Kneel!"

Chapter 635: Divine Punishment

Boom.

In an instant, a feeling of oppression like an overwhelming tidal wave suddenly descended upon me.

Whether it was the Church Inquisition or the Royal Knights, they all trembled under the influence of this oppression, feeling as if the end of the world had come.

Eriri, dressed in a saint's robe, slowly appeared, her expression neutral. Ashley stood to her left, holding a saint's staff, her expression solemn.

puff.

The moment Eriri appeared, Domi and Kira knelt without hesitation. Following their lead, the knights of the Church's Inquisition also knelt and saluted their saint.

However, the royal knights were still a little hesitant at this moment.

Although they also claimed to be the lambs of the god of war, their first loyalty was ultimately to the imperial power. If they knelt and saluted at this time, they might anger the emperor.

"Is this the new Saint of the Church?" Vice-Captain Gayatt took a breath, placed one hand on his chest, and bowed. "I am Gayatt, Vice-Captain of the Royal Knights."

Ying Lili glanced at him and said calmly: "Can you be my god's people?"

Gaiat understood the implication of these words. Did the saint in front of him want him and the Royal Knights to kneel down?

What's going on?

Although the rules of the game across the continent clearly stated that divine authority was superior to imperial authority, in reality, the two operated more like a cooperative relationship. The gods protected and blessed the royal families of various nations, while the emperors expanded the territories for the gods' faith.

As the emperor's personal guard, the Royal Knights were the absolute representatives of imperial power. Although they also believed in gods, they were not under the gods' jurisdiction.

This has been tacitly accepted by the royal families and church leaders of various countries as an unspoken rule, but what about this saint before him? Is she unaware of this unspoken rule?

Gaiat took a breath and looked at Lalde beside him with a complicated expression. He thought to himself: Is your new Saint a fool? Is there something wrong with her brain?

"Cough cough."

Pope Larde was also a little confused. He coughed twice and was about to say something, but then he heard Ashley beside Eriri suddenly say, "If you don't kneel before God, you will be killed!"

hum.

A stream of blue light suddenly shot out from the Saint's staff and instantly attacked Gaiat. Gaiat was horrified, but it was too late to dodge and he could only use his fighting spirit to resist.

Bang.

The light suddenly penetrated the Dou Qi shield and struck the iron armor on his chest. A huge dent was visible in his chest, and he was sent flying by the overwhelming force.

"Mr. Deputy Commander!"

"Protect your lord!"

Such a sudden change shocked the Royal Knights. They drew their weapons and looked at Eriri and the others as if they were facing a great enemy.

"Your Majesty?!" Larde also reacted from his brief daze and said in disbelief: "You, you are..."

The head is big.

Even the Pope, Lalde, was feeling overwhelmed. He had to admit that Gaiat was right. This Saint was just a fool!

Disregarding any rules, they immediately attacked the vice-captain of the Royal Knights? Holy shit, isn't this putting the entire church on the spot? Even if you're favored by the gods, beloved by them, shouldn't you understand the ways of the world?

"What's wrong, Your Majesty?" Eriri seemed oblivious to the anxious expression on Lard's face and spoke calmly, "It's just the punishment of a lunatic who disrespected the gods. Is there any need to be so surprised?"

Lalde was stunned for a moment and said, "Your Majesty, His Excellency Gayatt is..."

"I know. He's the vice-captain of the Royal Knights." Eriri's expression remained unchanged, neither sad nor happy. "But so what? The entire Vandersey Empire is God's pasture, and everyone in the empire is God's lamb. Not even the royal family has special privileges before God."

stiff.

Upon hearing this, Lalder's expression froze. He now realized that this Saint might not only be a naive young woman, but also a psychopath. This person had no idea about the relationship between divine and imperial power, and was even exacerbating the conflict.

But he didn't dare speak too harshly to this divinely favored person, so he could only bite the bullet and say, "There are some things that Your Majesty the Saint may not know, and my god doesn't seem to have told you. In fact, my god has a relevant contract with the royal family..."

"That's not important, Your Majesty." Eriri's eyes remained calm, and she looked at the Pope with a cold expression. "I have accepted the oracle. This is God's will."

God's will?

Larde was horrified and his pupils constricted.

Listening to Eriri's words, he considered a possibility: This wasn't the Saint's own decision, but rather the God's order? Did the God want to break the contract and completely control the entire Vandersey Empire?

No, it can't be?

Larde swallowed, his expression horrified. "My God, why do you have to do this?"

He couldn't understand it, because taking action against the imperial power at this time would be completely thankless.

Even if the power of the gods could easily wipe out the entire royal family, it would also cause chaos to the entire empire. What would happen if an external enemy invaded at this time?

"Your Majesty Larde, you really can't think of this?" Eriri curled up the corners of her mouth and smiled.

He looked like he had a clear mind, but Eriri didn't know how to respond. Why did the God of War do this? Because he couldn't speak at all. Eriri was just making it up.

Her goal was to kill the royal family and destroy the empire, so of course she had to find a reason.

"Isn't this blasphemy a personal act?" Larde took a breath and looked at Detrick who was still trapped in the barrier.

"Bullshit!" Gayat roared as he struggled to his feet from the ground. "This is slander, a slander against our royal honor!"

"Whether it's slander or not, it's better for my God to decide." Eriri didn't continue to waste time with them and took the scepter from Ashley. "Great God, listen to my prayer. Bring down your wrath upon the foolish sinner!"

"Is this the Chapter of Divine Punishment?" Larde's eyes were dull and his expression was surprised.

The so-called Chapter of Divine Punishment, also known as the Gospel of Judgment, is a high-level divine art that involves praying to the gods to judge crimes. This art can only be performed by a son or daughter of the gods designated by the gods.

The greatest advantage of the Chapter of Divine Punishment is that it can bypass the tedious investigation and verification of humans and directly request the omniscient gods to judge sinners and crimes.

hum.

At the moment Eriri recited the divine spell, layers of dark clouds suddenly filled the sky.

636 All-out War

Rumble.

The dark clouds in the sky were rolling, as if some great terror was brewing among the clouds.

This, what is this?

Throughout the imperial capital, nearly everyone looked up, their gazes fixed on the suddenly changing sky. Their hearts trembled with fear.

"What's going on?" In the back garden of the imperial palace, the emperor of the Vandersey Empire also raised his head, his brows furrowed. His eyebrows were twitching, and he instinctively had a bad premonition.

"It's the Chapter of Divine Punishment, Your Majesty." The old man standing beside him replied in a low voice: "A son of God or a goddess has summoned divine punishment in the imperial capital."

The old man was thin and dressed in a purple robe. He held a gray-black staff in his hand and exuded an oppressive aura.

His name was Gerard Mora, one of the ten greatest Sanctuary Mages of the entire continent. Known as the Storm, Gerard had single-handedly destroyed an entire enemy principality during the Northern War twenty years prior.

His current identity is the chief of the court mages of the Vandersey Empire, and he is also a magic professor appointed by the royal family.

"Divine punishment? Why would there be divine punishment?" The emperor's bad feeling intensified, and his expression was filled with surprise. "Furthermore, the God of War that my empire worships has ever given birth to a son or daughter of God?"

"Your Majesty, have you forgotten the new Saint?" Gerard was silent for a moment, then said, "Rumor has it that she is the offspring of the God of War left behind in the outer realm."

"Even so, this divine punishment..."

Before the emperor finished speaking, a burst of thunder suddenly sounded in the sky. After the thunder, a beam of golden light suddenly pierced through the clouds and fell from the sky.

"Divine punishment has truly arrived!" Lalder breathed a sigh of relief upon witnessing this scene, his eyes fixed on the golden light. He saw it plummeting directly towards the Imperial Palace. "The sinner is truly a member of the Imperial family?"

"Impossible, this is impossible!" Gayatt was shocked and his face was full of disbelief.

He couldn't figure it out, really couldn't figure it out.

How a member of the royal family could collude with the Phantom Fire believers was simply incomprehensible. But divine punishment wouldn't lie, and the omniscient gods would never falsely accuse true believers.