Chapter 45 Holy Hall Incident

In the most peaceful moment within the holy hall,

*Clang, clang.*

As if the sun were about to set, the golden walls of the ancient castle rippled with light, and the hourly chimes began to ring.

The peals of bells echoed from the top of the bell tower, breaking the tranquility.

This did not disturb the peace within the holy hall; instead, it added to the sense of sacredness and solemnity.

However,

In a moment unnoticed by anyone,

Orange light feathers scattered as a flower-like fairy maiden descended into the holy hall.

It was a long, drawn-out moment, as if eternity had arrived.

Her red dress cascaded like rose petals, her figure danced gracefully, carrying a faint floral fragrance, her eyes brimming with smiles like lakes reflecting starlight.

Those around her were captivated by the demon who had appeared in the holy hall, gazing in astonishment at her angelic face, unable to react.

"Show me your love!"

The joyous voice of the Great Love Poet, like an exploding hum, caused time to resume its flow, resonating throughout the hall.

Instantly, this once-peaceful holy hall seemed to brew an unimaginable storm, as if the boundary between dream and reality was about to be overturned!

Except for Lan Qi, whose expression remained as leisurely as ever, and Hyperion, who was already on high alert,

Everyone else began to descend into a state of madness.

The most noticeable change—

Two people's expressions twisted, revealing unspeakable,狰狞 hate!

In the Kerrydi Empire's Warrior-Priest-Mage party, the petite priestess was no longer shy and demure.

As if she had become a different person, her body ignored all reason and warnings, casting aside all thoughts as she unleashed a Dark Judgment spell upon Lan Qi with a berserk killing intent!

Like a sudden storm on the sea during a lunar eclipse, jet-black lightning flashed, tearing through the holy hall with a roar, the violent magic instantly scorching the floor tiles black.

However,

The aim of this spell, cast by someone who had nearly lost her mind, was not very accurate.

Lan Qi simply took two steps to the right, as if taking a leisurely stroll, and avoided it.

He tilted his head, smiling gently at the priestess, as if saying, "You really can't hold yourself back."

"Lan Qi!!!"

The priestess's eyes nearly burst, and she roared in impotent rage, frantically throwing her few remaining attack spells at Lan Qi, forgetting that her primary role was support and that she should be coordinating with her companions.

Meanwhile, the tall, spirited female knight watched all of this unfold with an incredibly gloomy expression, trembling as she gripped her wrist, seemingly doing her best to maintain her crumbling facade.

But she soon realized that her mind had been corrupted by an irresistible spiritual magic.

Even if her self-control was strong, her expression must have already betrayed her.

"Heh heh heh, Lan Qi Willford, you bastard... I'd be unworthy of being called the Saintess of Destruction if I didn't kill you..."

As if abandoning all resistance, or perhaps liberating herself,

The female knight's aura underwent a complete transformation. She was enveloped in jet-black armor, and she grinned wantonly, approaching with a longsword in her hand, its hilt and blade entwined with golden bestial eyes and blazing flames.

The temperature within the entire holy hall seemed to rise several degrees!

She did not rashly charge at Lan Qi, but instead observed and adjusted her breathing.

Now that she had revealed her identity and chosen to fight, there was nothing left for her to worry about. It was enough to maintain a calm state of mind as much as possible.

Even from a distance, the other challengers could feel the scorching heat, which made their skin tingle.

This sense of oppression was definitely not that of a Fifth Order.

The female knight finally stopped concealing her strength. The magic surging like flames alone was probably at the level of a Sixth Order magic-type professional.

Hyperion watched the female knight with extreme vigilance. She knew that she was no match for her and could only try her best to stand in front of Lan Qi to protect him.

Within the Resurrection Church, besides the cardinals, there were also some holy sons or holy daughters, young geniuses who had been chosen and personally trained by the bishops, with hopes of succeeding them in the future.

Each of them was a terrifying existence with top-notch temperament, intelligence, and power among their peers.

The female knight who was no longer pretending was precisely the Saintess of Destruction, a killing machine cultivated by Bishop Ivanov of Destruction.

Just as Hyperion was feeling that Lan Qi should also be showing some solemnity in the face of an opponent of this caliber,

She heard Lan Qi sighing behind her,

"Not bad, such temperament can lead to great things, but it's a pity she's gone down the wrong path."

Lan Qi's words were tinged with regret,

"Such a good talent. If she could have been sent to my Corridor Academy earlier, she definitely wouldn't have ended up as a Resurrection Church cultist. The Resurrection Church has done nothing but evil!"

Hyperion: "..."

I think she might be better off in the Resurrection Church.

……

The information panel in the Shadow World had already changed to [Mission Objective 1: Find the Traitor 2/2].

This meant that the Shadow World had entered the next stage unexpectedly.

At this moment, within the spacious holy hall, under the influence of the Great Love Poet, the other people had also undergone varying degrees of mental change.

"Why... Why... Even you all..."

The last aristocratic mage girl of the Kerrydi Empire team, as if unable to believe that the only friend she could trust was actually a follower of the Resurrection Church, was now sobbing with despair, clutching her head and kneeling on the ground in utter hopelessness, unable to accept everything that was happening before her.

It seemed that because of her extremely unique identity, the Saintess of Destruction had not chosen to take her hostage.

On the other side, the young master of the merchant family was laughing gleefully, completely like a madman, regardless of the extremely dangerous situation in the holy hall, which was already approaching a final showdown.

"Hahahaha, let's continue with the class, let's continue having fun!"

He seemed to have been brainwashed by a strange school.

The thing he wanted to do most at this moment was to continue with the class.

It seemed that the afternoon's learning had truly made him happy, and he was still enjoying it.

"This idiot..."

The male bodyguard had already dragged the idiot young master of the merchant family behind him to protect him at the first opportunity. The female bodyguard, who never showed any expression, was now emitting an intense killing intent, guarding against the cultists. It seemed that as long as they dared to threaten the idiot young master, she would fight them to the death.

The handsome bodyguard was the person least affected by the Great Love Poet among everyone except for Lan Qi and Hyperion.

Calm, composed, and with high strength, even though he was now locking his gaze on the Saintess of Destruction as if facing a great enemy, what truly made him tremble was Lan Qi's terrifying demon nature of seeing the minutest details and eating at people's minds.

If this lawyer was the real Resurrection Church cultist, he could not imagine what kind of nightmare it would be.

Even compared to that, he did not find the legendary saintess in the Resurrection Church to be so terrifying.

This was also the reason why he could feel at ease even in the face of the Saintess of Destruction.

Because this lawyer was now their teammate!

……

Compared to these people who were more or less bearing the negative effects of the Great Love Poet's indiscriminate influence,

There were also three guys who were not receiving negative effects!

"Cultists! Kill, kill, kill!!!"

"Worthy of being a friend of the Great Divine Official!"

"Everything is a gift from the Goddess!"

In this holy hall, the three clerics seemed to have drunk a potion of madness, their fanatical faith spreading through their bloodstream like a virus, making them feel like there was fire burning in their entire bodies!

Having been given anti-cult indoctrination by Lan Qi for an afternoon and with the emotional explosion of the Great Love Poet, the three clerics from the Northern Continent seemed to have directly transformed into fanatical believers, and even their combat power had surged.

In their eyes, there were only the two Resurrection Church followers who had revealed their murderous intent, as if they were not seeing people, but an incorrect existence, an evil that needed to be corrected, or a huge mass of merit!

Accompanied by a burst of shouts, a siege like a melee broke out in the holy hall!

Thanks to Black Mountain Little Demon a for the alliance master! This chapter is an extra update, and will continue to update tonight!

ps: I exhausted all my manuscripts from the previous extra updates, and now every new chapter is being written on the spot. I really didn't mean to cut off the chapter. This chapter was rushed out urgently, and then I started a race against time to continue writing tonight's update…

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