Xingyue, is Xiaokai also considered Kai?

After all, the body of the sixteenth patriarch was still hanging on the mountaintop.

However, in the mere ten seconds it took for the arrogant cardinal to turn away with a smile, a dramatic change occurred below.

In the eyes of the church's knights and agents, this man was like a legendary warrior from the age of gods.

In just one second, the silver-haired man killed dozens of church members with terrifying speed, as if cutting through a battle formation. It seemed that for him, the battle itself was overwhelming.

And within that overwhelming magic was a golden brilliance, even surpassing the radiance of the church itself.

In just ten seconds, all one hundred church members who were trying to stop them were mercilessly killed.

When the cardinal realized this, he hurriedly used his magic to protect himself, stopping the blood-stained gun in the hand of the unknown youth who was coming like a storm, and then violently swung it towards his neck—

boom!

The massive collision of magical energy even enveloped the entire church for a moment.

Avia leaped backward, staring expressionlessly at the purple-haired Dead Apostle who was protecting the Cardinal with the black key.

"Your Excellency, do you perhaps have some misunderstanding about us? I can explain on behalf of the Church. Please stop this senseless killing."

"Oh? You have this black key... You killed that crow, right?"

Avia suddenly asked.

"That's right, I killed him. I wonder if you would be willing to listen to me—"

“You have disappointed me greatly, Sword Monk Beze.”

101: This is the gold that pierces through the stars.

Bei Ze had no time to consider the reason behind the silver-haired man's 'disappointed' tone.

As the gun and sword he was holding grazed his body as he spoke, he dodged and then used the black keys to counterattack.

They clashed several times, and eventually the sword broke under the weight of the black keys, leaving only the spear. However, after being struck by magic, the spear delivered an even more powerful blow, taking the opportunity to dodge the sharpness of the black keys. In an instant, it grabbed the spear with its free hand and jumped in the direction of the black keys to close the distance.

As the swordsman and priest of the church who designed the Black Key, a weapon with the concept of "mass production, easy portability, fast service, and minimizing losses" in the year 300 AD, and was praised as the pinnacle of the era, Be Ze had to admit that this seemingly young man's combat ability was overwhelming, almost completely dominating the battlefield with unexpected violence.

To be honest, Bay Ze didn't want to fight him, because there was no reason to fight to the death, after all, this person was a human, not a Dead Apostle.

Born into the Narubalek lineage of the Burial Agency, a subordinate institution of the Holy Church, Be Ze had unparalleled reverence for his faith. Therefore, even though he had already achieved so much at that time, he still obeyed the Church's request and became a Dead Apostle, who is now the twenty-fifth patriarch who possesses the principle of the "sword".

He personally killed the Blackwing Lord in Wales one-on-one decades ago, making him arguably one of the Church's most effective weapons against the Dead Apostles, but he was only willing to target the Dead Apostles.

"Bey Ze! What's wrong with you! Hurry up and use your Blood Ring of Principle!"

During Avia's battle with Be Ze, the cardinal who had miraculously survived, leaning on his cane, roared angrily at the purple-haired dead apostle.

His previously kind and solemn expression was now distorted, probably because he couldn't accept the fear of almost being killed someone of his status.

"........"

Be Ze remained silent, stepping back while keeping his gaze fixed on Avia, who was not using this opportunity to pursue.

　Once you become a Dead Apostle, you possess the principle, which is the result of continuing to cultivate what you had when you were human. This is the proposition held by the Dead Apostle: the purpose of living, the curse of immortality.

The only way to achieve true immortality is through the Blood Ring of the Ni Yuan Principle.

The so-called Principle Blood Ring is the original precept engraved on the soul by the blood of the Ancestor, which is why the Ancestor is capable of fulfilling the nature of the Ancestor's blood. The unique point that can rewrite the laws of planetary physics is that the true red pollution that fell from the moon to the ground possesses a potent poison that is absolutely incompatible with other worlds.

The difference between the two is that the principle blood ring can be inherited, and there is a generational relationship between ancestors, while the principle is unique to each Dead Apostle.

Avia now only had a gun in his hands; his sword had been shattered. He glanced at the silent Be Ze and then spoke arrogantly:

"Sword Monk, what are you hesitating for? Why not use it? Your Blood Ring is your ultimate weapon."

Avia could roughly guess the effect of the sword monk's Blood Ring, after all, Be Ze later became the teacher of Shier and the new nineteenth patriarch, and eventually died at the hands of his disciple Shier. Shier developed the great magic "Star of Calvaria" through his sword principle.

Presumably, its form and effect will be similar, probably unfolding in the stratosphere, focusing sunlight and burning fiercely like an angel's wheel, and the light, which is fifty kilometers long and ten kilometers wide, shone onto the earth's surface through a magically made reflector. The power of this light can be described as having mass, like an aurora, a guillotine of light.

Only in this way could the Blackwing Lord be killed one-on-one, because the Blackwing Lord's Realm Barrier is called Never Return, which is a death wing canopy covering the sky, devouring the moonlight and stars, an absolute "world of death" without a trace of light... It can be said that it is completely restrained.

But Avia didn't care. After all, he had experienced the indiscriminate dragon breath of dragons and was already used to such wide-range attacks.

"...I cannot use it, nor will I use it; it should not be used on people."

B. Ze shook his head, ignoring the cardinal beside him who was gritting his teeth at him, and said this.

"Fool! You piece of trash! No, even if he's a fantasy species, this guy is clearly a heretic! How could Lord Marbu let someone like him live!"

The cardinal struck Beze several times with his cane, then shouted at the assembled agents, priests, and knights:

"Connect everyone! Activate the church's defenses!"

In that instant, the gentle breeze intensified, blowing downwards with a whooshing sound, and the entire church seemed to sway.

From an aerial view, a spiral extending outwards from the cardinal appears, as if the magical circuits of all those belonging to the church present are connected.

The magic that permeates the entire city drives the magical circuits of all church personnel in this area. In order to absorb the church's mysteries, everyone has become a simple cog in the machine, making it a truly large-scale collective magic act.

The armed conflict that this incident triggered was—

The Welsh Cathedral, which has stood for two hundred years, is a sacred place stained with many mysterious bloodstains.

That moment was very bright.

It's hard to believe the sun is about to set; this isn't just a simple matter of light intensity.

To human perception, something bright and shining is rising.

So vast, so heavy, yet so sacred, a massive magical beam of light hurtled toward Avia.

But he just stood there, motionless, and smiled gently.

"Hear my words, O peoples, and destroy that wicked thing."

The church members were all calling out in this way, and countless voices echoed in the dazzling light.

At the same time, Avia's body shone with a golden light.

The golden hue of desire shone through the holy light, forming a protective circle around him.

Avia naturally noticed the light emanating from the Rhine Gold on him. He never expected that the cursed gold would actually protect people; it was truly unbelievable.

"We have gathered enough power to use it once."

He said softly that at this moment, under the collision of the Church's immense faith power and Rhine Gold, he had incrediblely made a 100% connection with the remaining machine outside the planet, which meant that it was fully charged. However, since it was incomplete, its power should be somewhat reduced.

"—This is the gold that pierces through the stars."

Then, perfectly targeting the overflowing radiance of faith emanating from this cathedral, golden rays of light, like arrows, came from beyond the planet.

102: Black Princess: I want to eat people.

"Granzog, you've had a tough time too."

Earlier, at the foot of the village of Brakmoya, a black-haired girl drove away the knights guarding the village and gazed at the sixteenth ancestor hanging on the mountaintop.

Her face showed neither sorrow nor joy; one could not sense any human emotion in this young girl, nor her unblemished black hair.

Like the Blackwing Duke's jet-black color, this girl's entire outfit was also a dark, black color. Presumably, even if sunlight or moonlight shone on her, her light would become even dimmer, as if everything foreign on her would be slowly eliminated.

Her name is Eltrudge Brunstadt, the ninth of the Twenty-Seven Dead Apostles, a hybrid of True Ancestor and Dead Apostle, and she is hailed as a princess.

After Zhu Yue's death, ignoring the demands of the heavily damaged True Ancestors and refusing to serve as tools for resisting the Church and dealing with the restless Dead Apostles and the fallen True Ancestor 'Demon King,' he led his loyal guard knights, the Black and White Knights, and the royal guard, who were sworn to serve the royal family to the death, away, taking his beloved little dog with him—

“Fu”.

"What's wrong, Cathy?"

Hearing her pet bark, Eltrauge glanced at it with her cold eyes, then bent down her 145-centimeter-tall body and reached out to let it stand comfortably on her shoulder.

"Fufu, Fufu."

Although the white demon dog's bark sounded no different from a dog's bark, the princess, as its master, could understand its meaning.

It means that there was a church nearby that was burned down, and there was a human corpse inside. Judging from the remaining magic, it was a priest of the church.

"Is that so? It's unbelievable that someone would dare to kill a priest and burn down a church in this day and age."

As the princess spoke calmly, Cathy Palug waved her claws a few times in accompaniment to her words, as if to say that she too could fight for her master and teach everyone else.

"But it doesn't matter anyway. I don't know where the person Kishua asked me to find is."

After saying that, Eltrauge turned her gaze back to the corpse of the Blackwing Duke.

As a pet, Fufu knew that her owner's statement was tantamount to saying that the topic was irrelevant and meaningless.

The princess who had originally left should now be hiding in Constantinople, the capital of the Eastern Roman Empire. However, not long ago, the demonic marshal who was seriously injured by the church after killing Zhu Yue appeared before her after a hundred years of absence from the world, hoping that she would immediately go to Wales in Britain to find someone who could defeat the church.

However, if Avia knew that the church was able to severely injure and successfully kill the Gem Elder who possessed magic, she would be greatly surprised.

After all, that's the Second Law, a magic that allows one to observe countless parallel worlds and travel freely between them. Its most basic requirement is unlimited energy, and it possesses many other abilities...

How did the Church manage to inflict such severe damage in 300 AD? Only the Gemstone himself and the Church members who participated in the war at that time probably know the answer.

Although in theory the Grand Marshal of the Demonic Path could be considered one of his enemies, Ji Jun also understood that if they were to fight against the Church, he and those magicians would be potential allies... But is there really a possibility of defeating the Church, which is currently at its peak?

She was skeptical of this. In the years since she left, she had witnessed the merciless slaughter of many of her fellow Dead Apostles. To be honest, although she wasn't really interested in what was going on with these fellow Apostles, she still felt a sense of desolation at the thought of them gradually heading towards extinction.

“I’m not interested in this.”

"That's true, you're really hard to persuade, so there's nothing we can do about it."

The Demon Marshal nodded slowly, while Altrouge seemed completely unaffected.

"Blackwing has been dead for so long, I must properly dispose of his body. He was very loyal."

At that moment, after a brief conversation, the black-haired girl, who appeared to be about fourteen years old, left Constantinople, where she was hiding, without any guards, and headed to Britain alone with her dog.

"........."

As time went on, Altrouge muttered an unknown incantation, and the air seemed to change instantly. The demonic hound on her shoulder began to frolic in response to her words.

At the same time, the black key that firmly held the Blackwing Duke's corpse in place was dissolving in an incomprehensible way, accompanied by a black cold current that rose out of nowhere.

It felt as if winter had suddenly arrived; the cold air cut like knives into the skin, and ice seemed to be struggling to climb up the ground.

The black, chilling current, like the breath of the dead, swallowed the sun, obscuring the corpse of the Black Winged Duke and the village centered on Ji Jun. The only sounds were the faint whisper of the wind and the flow of the stream; the endless darkness was imperceptible, as if all life had vanished.

Then, just a few seconds later, the darkness disappeared.

When Ji Jun reappeared, the body of the Blackwing Duke had vanished, and the people of Brackmore Village were all in a coma.

"Since you are the ones who have received his kindness, you may accept his things—"

As Eltrauge spoke, her face slightly pale, a golden beam of light, like a gun, descended from the sky in western Wales, leaving her momentarily stunned. Even the white demon hound beside her opened its mouth in confusion.

What is that?

The body's instinctive reaction is far faster than the brain's thought. When Ji Jun had this question, her body rushed to the location of the pillar of light at lightning speed.

Finally, she saw the branch of the Church of St. John in Brockshire, Britain, in the heart of the city, where the Welsh Cathedral, which had been the center of the city, seemed to have been removed by a giant hand, leaving only the original land and a deep pit.

The strong smell of blood still lingered in the air, not yet dissipated. The long-lost, rich smell of human blood made Ji Jun, who had been hiding and drinking only animal blood for many years, swallow hard.

As she walked further forward, she saw the distraught swordsman Beze, with a black key stuck in his heart. Ji Jun could understand; he was probably treating her like this to suppress his bloodlust.

And then there was the silver-haired human sitting in front of him, holding a gun and panting heavily.

"You are......"

Eltrauge, quite curious, leaned closer.

"You must be a Dead Apostle, right? Could you please take me to rest for a bit? Thank you."

Without answering the question, the silver-haired human collapsed forward, utterly exhausted, after uttering those words.

For some reason, she still reached out and helped him up.

And what comes with it—

Why does this smell make me want to eat it just by smelling it...?

This was the first time since Ji Jun's birth that she had ever entertained the idea of ​​eating people.