Chapter 712

Chapter 97 Rebirth Part 6

Oh no…

The captain of the knights felt a chill in his heart and abruptly turned around.

In his vision, azure lightning exploded with a loud boom from the golden glow behind him, revealing a bloodied figure moving at incredible speed, leaping out from the electric currents to suddenly rush towards the miracle-working monk.

“Beware behind you!!”

Amidst the flashing light, the knight captain couldn’t see the opponent’s movements clearly. He could only shout in time to warn everyone. However, that figure was too fast. By the time he reacted and prepared to rush forward for rescue, under his helmet, his enlarged pupils reflected the sight of Monk Larix being lifted by the collar, his feet suddenly floating off the ground!

Knight…

No, Swordsman!?

“Larix—”

The sudden change happened in an instant. Around the knight captain, over ten elite warriors clad in gold armor from the First Order of Knights had just turned their bodies along the direction of the lightning arc, taking steps to chase after the enemy. Before they even landed, Larix’s figure had already been thrown away, grabbed by the collar, right before everyone’s eyes.

Whoosh!

That figure moved like a cannonball. Perhaps he was paralyzed the moment he was grabbed by the collar. His body, wrapped in golden light, flashed with lightning arcs, unable to make any resistance. In an instant, he had flown out of the knight captain’s field of vision.

The man was shocked. Only then did he manage to clearly see the enemy’s appearance: white hair, blue eyes, a young man, his clothes tattered, burns all over his body and face, yet exuding an unstoppable aura.

After throwing Larix away, he didn’t stop. Astonishing lightning flashed several times, his figure darting back and forth on the barren land. No one could see his movements clearly, but within less than a second, in the knight captain’s eyes, the remaining monks were inexplicably flying up in the air.

At this point, all the warriors of the First Order of Knights had only taken one step forward.

Too fast…

“Sin障—!”

Too fast!!!

Buzz—

The light of the miracle flowed out from around the knight captain, shooting towards the enemy ahead. A semi-circular transparent barrier descended over the opponent’s head. The man tried to trap him first with Sin障, but the formation of Sin障 couldn’t keep up with the opponent’s speed. Lightning flashed again, and in the next moment, that figure had vanished from within the golden glow, suddenly appearing right in front of the knight captain.

“Mmm…”

In the blink of an eye, the knight captain saw the face suddenly appear in front of him. His brain reacted at the fastest speed, stopping his forward momentum instantly, stepping back, his sword rising from below, slicing through the air fiercely towards the opponent—he thought so.

But as soon as his body moved, his limbs suddenly stiffened. A tingling sensation spread throughout his body, his ears buzzing incessantly, his mind blank.

When he regained his senses, he found that his right hand, which held the sword, was firmly clamped by the enemy, and his body was already swinging in mid-air, just like Larix, tossed aside like trash!

Lightning Order…

Peng, zzzzz—

His body flew backward several meters before crashing heavily to the ground, stirring up dust. The buzzing in his ears continued, but the numbness was gradually fading.

“Cough!”

The knight captain coughed, struggling to stand up. In his vision, the several monks who had been thrown away were now landing one after another, thudding onto the ground with a series of “thuds.” Three or five knights rushed forward, followed by dazzling dodges and attacks, arcs of light flickering. Before anyone could see what had happened, the charging knights were all sent flying back.

The enemy was holding back…

The knight captain moved his sore wrist, bent down to pick up the sword on the ground.

He didn’t want to kill; otherwise, he would have died once already…

Realizing this, the man didn’t rush forward again but instead shouted hoarsely

“Who are you!?” he roared out loud.

Zizz.

The lightning streaked across the ground, retreating more than ten meters away before dissipating with a loud explosion.

“Carlos.”

The young and injured swordsman stepped out from the flickering lightning, holding his sword in one hand as he said in a low voice, “Pope’s Knight, Carlos Gonzalez.”

“Pope’s…”

“Pope’s Knight!?”

Though the man’s voice was not loud, everyone froze in their tracks at that moment.

The knights were stunned, as if all the killing intent had suddenly drained from their chests, their charging steps came to an abrupt halt. The disheveled priests who had fallen got up and started to gather themselves. Larix had long since stood up, having been murmuring prayers to unleash divine miracles on the enemy. But upon hearing those words, he instinctively stopped praying, his face transitioning from shock to confusion and bewilderment.

“You…you are Carlos? The famous Silver Flash, Mr. Carlos!?”

The captain of the knights stared at him, suddenly feeling lost and at a loss for what to do.

He had thought it was just a simple attack by heretics, their desperate struggle before death. But he hadn’t expected it to be a Pope’s Knight, and not just any Pope’s Knight, but the very renowned Silver Flash, Abyss Walker, the slayer of countless demons, the pinnacle of human strength that many people talked about—Carlos Gonzalez.

Of course, he had heard of this name.

The First Order of Knights were all admirers of the strong. Almost everyone had long yearned for the title of Pope’s Knight. In their hearts, it was not only a symbol of power but also a symbol of achievements and honor.

Those who received the title of Pope’s Knight, aside from those who had unexpectedly defected, were almost every one of them the embodiment of divine benevolence in the world, according to the knights. They knew this well, and when the other party declared his title as Pope’s Knight, they immediately realized that this powerful young man before them was not an enemy.

Although they did not understand why Mr. Carlos would suddenly appear here, covered in wounds as if he had just gone through a brutal battle, regardless, the other party was on their side, a hero of humanity, and the title of Pope’s Knight made everyone breathe a sigh of relief and quickly put down their defensive stance.

“Are you really Mr. Carlos?”

However, complete trust could not be given. Even though the other party’s skills and strength matched the rumors, and his actions were well-calibrated, making it seem exaggerated but causing no one to be injured, if he were truly an enemy, he probably wouldn’t have done so.

But until the Iris Badge was seen, there was still a possibility of something unexpected happening.

Moreover…

The captain lowered his sword, not hurriedly putting it back into its scabbard. He looked at the wounded swordsman standing nearby. After hearing him nod and say “yes,” he asked, “Why did you disrupt the Faithful’s attempt to release divine miracles and seal off the demons’ remains?”

As he spoke, he looked around.

In the field of vision, although the priests who had been thrown up had gotten to their feet, apart from their robes being dirty, they seemed unharmed. However, the casting of “God Chain” had been forcibly interrupted. The holy light lingering over the wasteland gradually dissipated, and the earth’s tremors rapidly subsided.

This place was where the “God Chain” was initiated. With this interruption, even the distant lights began to fade out. To start over would not only waste time but also greatly consume the faith of the priests, and there would likely be a risk of failure.

The captain couldn’t figure out why this was happening.

He didn’t understand which part of the process went wrong. He was extremely anxious, unable to hold back, and said, “Is there some misunderstanding here? The situation is urgent; we must quickly seal off that thing in the sky to prevent it from causing trouble in the future. This is the duty of a knight, but danger could strike at any moment. Please, Mr. Carlos—”

“I won’t let you do that,” Carlos interrupted before the captain could finish his sentence.