Chapter 715

Chapter 9 of Chapter 100 Rebirth

Clang! Clang! Bang—

The crisp and harsh sound of swords clashing rang out three times. The knight leader, clad in armor, did not hesitate after charging forward, slashing at Carlos with three swift strikes. The sword edges sliced through the blind spots of his vision, aiming for vital points, but were all firmly blocked by the man. The knight leader staggered backward, a purple glow flashing on his hand as he prepared to strike again. However, in the next moment, Carlos’s right leg transformed into a fierce whip, moving at an unexpectedly fast speed, “whoosh,” and struck him.

Bang—

This kick hit the knight leader’s left waist, bending his body at a 45-degree angle. His long sword slipped from his grasp, and before he could even groan, it “whooshed” away, flying several meters and rolling a few more circles after landing. He struggled to breathe, propping himself up on his elbows, seemingly unable to get back up in the short term.

“There is no need to say what you owe…”

Carlos stood still, retracting his leg, one hand lightly covering his chest, muttering towards that side. Then he heard the commotion behind him and turned around.

In the sights near and far, more knights dismounted from their beasts and joined the dozen or so robed monks enveloped in golden light, drawing their swords in preparation and gradually closing in on him.

“Carlos Gonzales!”

From beyond the rubble, Alersta continued to shout loudly towards him: “Please put down your sword now and step back while there is still time! Do not attempt to stop us any longer! Surrender peacefully, and it will not be too late! I promise I will plead your case in the Church court! You have already been seriously injured; there is no need to continue like this, is there?!”

“Yes, Mr. Carlos…”

Along with such calls, the knights who were gradually approaching had solemn expressions, showing some hesitation as they began to persuade him kindly: “We really do not want to fight with you. If there is indeed a necessary reason for your actions, please speak it out. Why let things escalate to extremes…”

Before the words had fully faded, the buzzing of a miracle suddenly sounded from the side. Golden light burst forth abruptly, and amidst the radiance, Laryx’s roar echoed: “Bind him!!!”

Clang clang clang—

In the next moment,伴随着一连串链条碰撞的声音，几条金色的锁链从卡洛斯脚下飞射而出，以极快的速度向他缠绕过去。炽白的十字架自光芒中冉冉升起，在千钧一发之际，卡洛斯周身雷芒再次暴起，“嗞”地一声，身影挟裹着疾电，自锁链的缝隙间陡然冲了出来，眨眼间劈在一群骑士之中。

这一刻，所有人都睁大了眼睛。

这个男人的动作实在太快了，骑士们都没有反应过来。他们还保持着持剑向前的姿势，大多数人的眼睛仍然盯着卡洛斯原先站立的位置。金色的锁链扑了个空，又开始坠回地面。耳边传来名叫拉里克斯的修士焦急的大喊：“快动手啊！你们还在等什么——”

“他已经受伤了！！”

“第二小队听令！给我列阵合围——”

最后一句话是不远处正奋力起身的骑士长喊出来的。他的命令一出口，骑士们这才纷纷转身回头。另一边的几名修士身上也开始闪烁起金色的光芒，但与此同时，卡洛斯在人群中迈步，又一次消失在四散的电光中。等所有人都反应过来时，他已经出现在修士们的面前。

“制！住！他——”

轰！

电光闪烁，湛蓝的雷弧四散掠向四周，游走着劈在

Under the light of countless people, the dazzling brightness made the knights unable to hold back raising their hands to shield their eyes, their eyes narrowing slightly. The golden light emanating from the cultivators was suppressed in that instant. The knight captain had just straightened his body but still failed to capture what exactly had happened. All he could hear were muffled thuds from within the lightning, followed by groans of pain. When the light dissipated, only Carlos remained standing on that side.

“Cough.”

Carlos turned to face everyone, one hand pressing against his chest as he gently coughed. Around him, the five or six cultivators who were now all lying on the ground, their light shields shattered. Some were groaning incessantly, while others seemed to have fallen into a coma.

“Let’s discuss this…”

The man’s gaze swept over the faces of the nearby knights, observing their shocked and helpless expressions. After a moment, he seemed to laugh: “How about you persuade His Eminence the Bishop to withdraw his command, leave the town, and wait quietly for me another half hour… no, an hour.”

“If I haven’t come out after an hour, or if something significant has happened here, then you can make a proper judgment on whether to stay or go… Perhaps only this way can more issues be clarified. What do you think? Consider it.”

“He is still stalling…”

From outside the ruins, Alistair, with a gloomy expression, dismounted from his beast. He heard a nearby cultivator whisper, “Your Eminence, we shouldn’t waste any more time. Let us take action.”

The young bishop did not speak, only pondering for two seconds before looking towards the direction where the old sword saint had flown away. Gazing at the rolling black clouds on the horizon, he nodded.

“Ahh—”

Clang!

On the other side, the knight captain, who had reacted first, charged again at the swordsman. The sword strike was blocked once more by Carlos. Their eyes met, one indifferent, the other indignant. The knight captain had already removed his cumbersome helmet, his expression fierce. Clenching his teeth, he pressed the sword handle forward with both hands and asked, “Why are you doing this…?”

Buzz—

Suddenly, a torrent of divine miracles surged from afar beside them, and dazzling light instantly enveloped their heads, illuminating the entire sky. Carlos was blinded momentarily, and the pressure on his hand suddenly vanished. The knight captain retreated, his footsteps fading away.

In the next moment, the humming of the miracle abruptly intensified in his ears.

“Mr. Carlos, watch out!”

Faintly, he heard someone shout nearby. The sound of chains rattling “clank clank clank” echoed again from beneath his feet. In an instant, the man reacted, his body enveloped in lightning, preparing to step back. Suddenly, he stumbled, his brows furrowed, and his legs gave way, nearly causing him to fall to the ground.

“Cough—”

He spat out blood, one hand tightly clutching his chest, pain gradually spreading across his face.

His burns could still be endured…

But his lungs were severely scorched…

Clang clang clang clang—

In that brief delay, he felt chains wrap around his legs. Above his head, there seemed to be even hotter movements, accompanied by trembling air, and the sense of danger struck immediately.

He barely lifted his head.

In his line of sight, amidst the myriad of radiant light, countless white orbs silently condensed in the howling wind. Pure white feathers rotated and fell like snowflakes, one landing on his blood-stained, dirty shoulder.

Carlos suddenly widened his eyes at that scene.