Chapter 107: Twelve Bibles

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Balls of green phosphorescent fire suddenly exploded, turning into skeletal skulls one after another, and their numbers increased. Suddenly, the people were surrounded by the Undead. Looking at the surging Undead Army, the two White-robed Priestesses could not help but turn pale. Even though the weather was cold, they were still dripping with cold sweat.

“To protect the faith is our mission; death is our glory!”

Seeing there was no way to retreat, under the leadership of Commander Randolph, the Knights charged out without hesitation. They raised their swords and struck down, cutting the Skeletons into two pieces with clean movements. The sharp longswords glowed with red light, cutting through iron like mud. When a sword struck down, black smoke quickly rose from the bones of the Skeletons.

Death Glory!

These Knights from Glory Castle were much more powerful than ordinary Faith-guarding Knights. Twelve people formed a watertight circular defensive formation. They not only withstood the crazy attacks of the Undead but even launched sharp counterattacks step by step. Under their protection, the two nervous White-robed Priestesses recovered and joined hands to cast large-scale Magic with amazing destructive power, killing the swarming Skeletons.

“Despicable and evil Undead are the root of all chaos!”

Listening to the fierce fighting sounds outside, Nun Xianiya took out a thick book from her bosom. Her face showed worry, but unlike the White-robed Priestesses outside, she showed no trace of nervousness or fear. It seemed that no matter how great the difficulty, her face remained forever calm. The book in her hand was very thick and mottled in color, seeming to be quite old. The cover was engraved with scriptures common in the Monastery. It did not look much different from an ordinary book.

“Oh, all chaos is caused by the Undead?”

Hu Feng looked with interest at the calm-faced Nun and then said, “Cinia, how many Undead have you seen? Tell me, exactly how despicable and evil are they?”

“Not seeing them doesn’t mean they don’t exist!” Nun Cinia paused, then continued, “This Twelve Bibles records many crimes committed by the Undead. If I could, I would rather the crimes recorded in the Bible were fake. Unfortunately, the things that truly happened cannot be denied by anyone!”

“Twelve Bibles?”

Hu Feng was a bit puzzled. He had hung around the Monastery for so long, but he had never heard of such a book.

“This is a holy canon handwritten by Grand Missionary O’Brien himself, totaling twelve books. It is said that if one can gather all twelve holy canons, one can fully comprehend the power of faith.” As she spoke, Cinia pressed the thick holy canon against her chest, closed her eyes, and prayed softly. Her face showed no trace of nervousness or worry, as if she could sense infinite power from this ordinary book.

“Is this the power of faith?”

Hu Feng shook his head and thought of Ophelia, whom he did not know when he would meet again. Like the Nun Cinia in front of him, both of their faiths were so firm and so pious.

The suddenly appearing Skeletons were huge in number, but fortunately, their combat power was not very good, and they did not cause any casualties to the people. Looking at the few remaining Little Skeletons, everyone breathed a sigh of relief. Just as they were about to leave quickly, a large amount of phosphorescent fire suddenly appeared in the darkness, floating up and down in the wind in the air, increasing in number.

“Gaga ga, good, very good!”

In the darkness, that cold and ethereal voice came again, “Twelve Glory Knights, not bad. Such good bones, turning into Skeleton Soldiers will surely make their strength not bad!”

A gust of gloomy wind blew past, and the phosphorescent fire in the air exploded one after another again. Unlike last time, they turned into burly Zombie Warriors. Their speed was slow, but their defense was several times stronger than the fragile Skeleton Soldiers, and they could not be killed fast enough. In order to kill the fearless Skeletons, the formation of the Knights had unknowingly spread out, each some distance away from the carriage. Suddenly unable to react in time, they were instantly separated and surrounded by the Zombie Warriors who appeared out of thin air.

“Not good, shrink the formation. Saliel, protect the carriage, quick!”

Looking at the Zombie Warriors who tightly surrounded everyone, Randolph’s face changed, and he realized he had fallen for a trick to lure the tiger away from the mountain. After a loud shout, he slashed several blocking Zombies with one sword and rushed towards the carriage desperately. Unfortunately, he was still a step too late.

A ball of phosphorescent fire floating in the air suddenly turned into a Necromancer wearing a black robe. With a ‘whoosh’, he pounced on the carriage that was close at hand. Phosphorescent fire flickered on the robe, and even the air burned with a sizzling sound if it touched a trace of it. Within a radius of more than ten meters around the carriage, there was only one Knight, the triangular-faced Saliel. Looking at the Necromancer who suddenly appeared before his eyes, he stood motionless, as if he were stunned.

“Protect…, protect Lord Divine Official!”

Blown by a gust of gloomy wind hitting his face, the terrified triangular-faced Saliel finally reacted. Although he shouted loudly, his body instinctively dodged to the side. At the critical moment, he ran faster than anyone else!

“Divine Official?”

The Necromancer laughed loudly. He flicked the middle finger of his right hand, and a trace of green phosphorescent fire shot out like lightning, landing on triangular-faced Saliel. In an instant, the latter’s body burst into raging fire. His hair, eyebrows, and even the heavy armor on his body burned. “Stupid fellow, do you think you can fool the great Badeson by just finding a lowly Divine Official? Beautiful Nun, offer your body and hand over the Goddess Brand inside you!”

The suddenly appearing Necromancer was extremely fast and instantly appeared beside the carriage. While laughing loudly, he lifted the thick curtain, trying to grab Nun Cinia who was sitting in the carriage. Hu Feng and his group in disguise could fool ordinary people, but for an evil Great Demon Head with profound Magic Power, it had no effect at all.

The innate holy and noble aura within Nun Cinia’s body held a fatal temptation and induction for powerful evil creatures!

Goddess Brand?

Hu Feng opened his eyes and looked at Cinia sitting opposite him. The Death Oak resting flat on his knees buzzed. He was just about to slash and kill the Necromancer who came to his door seeking death. Suddenly, an unexpected scene appeared.

Sitting upright in the carriage, Nun Cinia did not change color. After mumbling a few words softly, she gently opened the Bible in her hand, emitting a dazzling circle of Holy Light that spread far away through the carriage. Wherever it passed, thick black smoke rose from the fierce Zombie Warriors, and they turned into ashes in the blink of an eye. The Necromancer who bore the brunt was no exception. Wisps of black smoke rose from his body, and he was seriously injured all at once.

“Twelve Bibles, damn it, how could a Nun have such a treasure in her hand?”

The Necromancer, who almost turned to ashes, screamed and turned into a ball of phosphorescent fire to flee. Originally, he thought he had easily caught a lamb to be slaughtered, and he would capture the holy Nun back to slowly defile her and steal the Goddess Brand inside her. He did not expect to suffer a big loss before even touching the corner of Nun Cinia’s clothes!