Chapter 708

Chapter 93 Rebirth Part 2

West of the town.

Iron hooves clattered against the yellow earth, and the horned horses neighed loudly.

The terrifying explosion had just dissipated from the center of the town. The ground beneath their feet still trembled slightly, and the cold frost drifted from the direction of the town, disrupting the charge formation. The knights, still in shock, took a long time to reorganize under Bishop Alersta’s leadership and marched towards the ruins of the small town once more.

“Hold back—”

“Left flank, left flank! Keep calm and follow up!”

“Prepare the Faith Order—”

“Release the white birds, release the white birds!”

“We’ll encircle them from both sides. Each knight commander, keep your men in check. No one is allowed to get too close to that thing. Wait for the bishop’s orders—”

“Be ready for the next impact…”

After entering the town, the knights’ formation changed several times. The array spread out in a fan shape through the remains of the buildings and dispersed onto the relatively intact roads. The fearless warriors galloped with steady, orderly steps, slowly advancing toward the center of the town.

Miraculous light shone from all directions, and white birds circled overhead. Bishop Alersta and several elite priests of the Yin-Yang Order who accompanied him halted their horned horses on the main road leading to the town center. They watched as the knights passed by, their faces serious, whispering among themselves.

After a moment, the young bishop dismounted, holding the reins and standing at the center of the road. He looked up, gazing at the dark sky, watching the frosty snowflakes falling from the front, and further away, the huge black sun floating over the desolate land. A faint, almost imperceptible, maniacal smile played on his lips.

“What kind of heart-stopping power is that…”

He said this, but his light green eyes revealed hidden panic and shock.

“Praise the divine…”

“Alersta… Your Excellency.”

Someone spoke behind him, with a tone full of concern: “If we go any further, we seem to be entering a very dangerous area. We must make sure to have divine protection. And… judging by the current situation, there seems to be no living soul here. Although we cannot rule out the possibility of lurking heretics, based on my judgment… the probability is quite low.”

“Mm.”

Alersta nodded slightly without turning around.

His eyes were still fixed on the huge floating black sun in the distance. Then he heard someone else speak: “Did anyone see where Lord Apufier is… Mach, Mach! Did your white bird find Lord Apufier’s location?”

“No… The scouts seem to have disappeared too… I haven’t seen anyone.”

“…Damn, I feel so uneasy.”

“If even Lord Apufier is in trouble…”

“The black sun…”

“What exactly is that thing? Is it some new trick of the heretics… So frightening…”

“…Hols.”

The young bishop recognized who was speaking. He called out the person’s name, interrupting their rambling, and instructed calmly, “Send the Mafa light signal to the knight order. Inform everyone to stay in position according to the original orders and wait for further instructions.”

“…Yes.”

The priest named Hols responded.

Alersta heard hesitation in the other’s voice. It seemed the priest had more to say, but it would only be about heavy concerns. How could a young bishop not know this?

But at this moment, he did not want to hear such things.

…Heresy?

Their new tricks?

Ha, laughable.

He thought disdainfully in his heart.

If those remnants of the Eastern barbarians could create such a scene with their own strength, it would be truly laughable.

The terrifying anomaly that caused the change in color—if any of them possessed such horrifying pressure, those people would have crushed anything that dared to stand in their way long ago in the recent Silgaya war.

Or perhaps, they would have completely rewritten the outcome of history much earlier, instead of ending up in this situation today.

What do you know…

Only the power of a great deity could accomplish such a thing.

And that…

was exactly what he had come here to reclaim for the church.

A lost seed of sin stolen by a traitor who worshipped demons centuries ago.

There was no doubt that it was the powerful force emanating from the sphere floating in the sky, making one want to kneel and submit, a vast and formidable power. It was that mysterious substance or something within it—an object or life form.

He was certain…

Aresta believed his judgment was correct.

Now, it was also the best opportunity for him.

After all, Apfel-sama had disappeared since entering town, and the old hero Mr. Lane, who looked down on him and tried to thwart all his ideas and actions after meeting him, was now engaged in a fierce battle with a suddenly appearing blood-red monster far away.

They were both absent.

No one could restrain Aresta now.

The young bishop seized this chance to complete his important mission.

Whoosh—

A whistling sound.

Aresta turned his head.

He saw Hols, riding on a beast, release dazzling holy light towards the sky. The light slowly rose from his eyes into the gray sky.

…Then, let’s begin.

…………

In the center of the ruins.

The injured swordsman Carlos also saw the light rising into the sky.

He stood at a high point in the ruins. In his line of sight, the sound of iron hooves approached rapidly from the west. Golden-armored knights rode various beasts, galloping from different paths, carrying an ominous and silent aura, less than three hundred meters away.

They want to harm little Hill…

A thought flashed through the man’s mind.

He immediately turned his head, his gaze piercing through countless falling snowflakes, locking onto the massive black sun in the sky.

Thump…

Thump—

He could still hear the heartbeat coming from the sphere, the sound growing more vibrant, as if something was about to awaken and break free in the next moment.

…But.

For now, it hadn’t broken free yet.

This might be the final critical moment…

The man recalled the words of the heretic, pondered for two seconds, and made a sudden decision in his heart.

He must not let the knights disturb her.

Zzz—

Suppressing his injuries, he transformed into lightning and burst out from the ruins, swiftly darting through the flickering arcs. Azure lightning surged wildly through the town’s ruins. Within just a few breaths, he had covered the three hundred meters, stopping in front of a group of knights with a thunderous “boom.”

“Hey, wait!”

He halted the knights’ advance. The thunderous noise startled the warriors, causing the horned horse to neigh loudly. Someone drew their sword with a clang, but when the knight captain recognized that the approaching figure wasn’t a heretic, he raised his hand to signal everyone to stay calm.

“Who are you…”

“I am the Silver Flash, Knight Carlos Gonzalez of the Pope!”

Carlos shouted to the other party, his hand instinctively reaching for his waist as if to retrieve a badge to prove his identity. Then he remembered that he hadn’t been wearing his badge since arriving in the Eastern Continent to conceal his identity.

“Wait a moment! Don’t act rashly. Tell me who is leading you and where he is! I have something important to discuss with him.”