In the centuries-old Luan Cathedral, the sound of roaring and metal collisions broke the calm in the sanctuary. The pungent smell of the burning flame of the magical flame filled every corridor and room, and the volunteers gathered together. And the civilians set off a frenzy on the upper level of the church. The hidden gods and the Knights of the Holy See were found out from the hiding corners and dragged to the outside square. This terrible movement even penetrated the thick The ground spread to the underground palace facilities in the underground of the church.

Wright led more than a dozen white knights to walk in the deep underground palace of Lu’an Cathedral. The heavy and rushing iron boots swayed back and forth in the ancient stone corridor. The sound of the battle on the ground would come from time to time. It seems to be in another world.

Amber's figure continued to shuttle in the shadows of the white knight's team. She caught up with Wright's steps and couldn't help but wonder: "Have you been here? How do you see you so familiar..."

“The structure of the underground of the large church is similar. The main hall is in the direction of the Holy Spirit Tower. There is a rectangular underground palace with one or two intersections in the middle. This is fixed regulation,” Wright said as he walked. "Be careful, there may be enemies hiding underneath..."

"That's what I said...but I didn't see anyone along the way," Amber looked down and could only see the corridors and slate roads illuminated by the magic spar. "But it gives people a feeling... ...is a little weird..."

Wright did not respond, but silently communicated in his heart the induction of the light, accompanied by a layer of light shining in his eyes, this facility in the underground of the church showed a different form in his vision:

He saw countless translucent spirits floating in the deep, long corridors. The mottled ancient walls were full of incomprehensible essays that were incomprehensible to the mortal. The slate on the ground was infiltrated by a slight ray, and a layer of smog was coming from The gap between the slate floors rises and gradually fills the corridor.

Other white knights have also launched their own tactical eyepieces, alerting to all abnormal energy reactions.

"The spirits in the sanctuary were all alarmed..." Wright's footsteps gradually slowed down and his tone was very serious. "The energy field here is very active."

Amber seriously thought about it and found that he couldn’t understand it completely: "What do you mean?"

“The church gathers the spiritual power of the people. The more ancient and large churches, the more it is. In the past few hundred years, there have been countless devout believers and clergymen who are active inside and outside the church. They prayed earnestly during their lifetime and stayed here after death. The soul will form a strong echo in the underground palace of the church. This reverberation is not the undead, but approximates an unconscious empty echo. They are harmless and, to a certain extent, play a calming role, so people are walking. After entering the old cathedral, there will be a slight sense of relaxation that the priests call it the miracle of the Holy Light, but in reality it is a natural phenomenon that can be completely explained by theory,” Wright explained to Amber. This knowledge, frowning, "There are a lot of echoes here...but these spirits that should have been crouching underground... all seem very restless."

Amber suddenly got a goosebump, and Emily’s figure emerged from the air around Wright. The little girl opened her eyes and looked at the empty corridor in the eyes of ordinary people, waving her hands and those invisible spirits happily. The body greeted.

Wright immediately let the little girl go back: "Emily, hid, there may be danger here."

Amber swallowed a mouthful of water and wondered about the possibility of running around now. "Where is this in front?"

"It should be a prayer room, and the underground prayer room is dedicated to the church's principals," Wright looked at the end of the corridor. "The light there is... very active."

The squad raised his vigilance and began to move toward the depths of the underground facilities. Amber looked around and found that there was no suitable opportunity to let himself go, so he had to shake his head and keep his scalp up.

The noise from the top didn't know when it was going away. Those sounds that were utterly sounded were like being wrapped up by a thick layer of cockroaches, turning into a vaguely whispering whisper, and whispering there. In the middle, the corridor gradually came to an end.

An oak threshold squats quietly in front, and the magic spar lights on both sides of the wooden door radiate soft and warm light, while on the small open space in front of the door, quietly crouching in a figure wearing a black robe.

The white knights clenched the warhammer in their hands, and the amber also lifted the poisoned dagger for the first time. However, the crouching figure did not react at all unless it was a blind man, otherwise he could not hear from behind. Heavy footsteps coming.

Wright made a gesture to signal everyone to be on the spot. He himself was holding the hammer in one hand and cautiously came to the figure.

The other party has been dead for a long time.

Wright had a safe gesture. When others approached, he used a hammer handle to move the body in a black robe. The latter fell without any reaction, without any sound.

It was a monk who had tattoos on his scalp and a holy emblem on his chest, and his face made everyone feel very surprised.

There was no pain in his face, and there was no dull expression at the end of his life. On the contrary, his mouth was smiling and his face was peaceful and calm, as if he was still immersed in the boundless peace of joy before the gas was broken, and this tranquility Joy continued until after his death.

Seeing the strange death of this monk, and then reminiscent of his previous crouching posture, Amber suddenly couldn’t help but sweat out: "Mom...this... How did this guy die?"

"After being unprepared, it was attacked by a spirit attack spell."

Wright whispered, then looked up and looked at the tightly closed oak door.

"The underground structure of this facility has magical power blessings... It should be able to survive..." The new Damu’s head whispered as if talking to himself, and then waved his hand to the men behind him. "Ready to clean up." Process."

The white knights acted swiftly and immediately. Some people opened their shields and formed a line of defense against the impact in front of the gate. The other part began to unload the grenade from the waist and behind, and the amber looked at it: “Hey? What cleaning process?”

No one answered her, and in the gap between her questions, several white knights opened the weapon box carried by the squad, and took out several sets of individual howitzers with acceleration guides and sights and triangle brackets. Quickly assembled in front of the gate to see how skilled they are. Obviously these fighters have been trained in the army for a long time before becoming a white knight.

The amber ears were all erected: "Wait, this is not a steel ranger..."

"Brucked from Soldering," Wright whispered as he directed the two players to set a significantly larger howitzer in front of the door. "Do not worry, the power is too big." Didn't bring it."

During the talk, the white knights had set up the howitzer, and a heavy heavy-duty grenade was pushed into the acceleration orbit. The soldiers of the Holy Light whispered as they pushed the shell into place: "Holy Light Compassion... Holy Light blesses the orbit. May the Holy Light bless this shell and its fuse..."

Amber suddenly felt that there was a problem everywhere in front of him: "Hey, wait! You don't follow the process! Normally, if you meet this secret room in the underground, you should be careful to disarm the organization and then go up with it..."

When the noisy half-elves screamed halfway through, Wright had already lifted the mechanically-powered warhammer in his hand, and then the heavy destructive weapon slammed into the prayer room with the whistling wind. : "Holy punishment!!"

A loud bang, the wooden door was torn apart. At that short moment, Amber seemed to see something behind the door suddenly lit up and wanted to rush out. However, in the next second, with the buzzing sound, a lot of blasting Grenade, heavy grenades, crystal bombs, and the continual light of the sacred light slammed into the prayer room.

"Booming and banging..."

The sound of the explosion sounded deafeningly, and the underground structure of the entire church trembled fiercely. If it was a normal building, the only thing that collapsed in the face of this terrible explosion was the result of the collapse of the southern parish of the Church of the Light, Luan Cathedral. The sturdy underground structure is beyond imagination. In the case of energy filling, it is even stronger than the outer wall. In this underground palace, which has been blessed with countless magics, the sound of the explosion is like the sound of the loud sound of the big bell, and the white knights have played nearly 100 grenades, bombs and grenades. And a lot more of the Holy Light shock. When the explosion finally came to an end, Amber still felt that his entire head was rumbling, even if she had already covered her ears for the first time, but obviously... the pedigree brought Her excellent hearing is a terrible weakness at this time.

In the first time after the explosion stopped, Wright rushed into the prayer room with a warhammer. Under his leadership, other white knights also followed.

"Keep alert!!"

In a piece of smoke, Wright loudly reminded everyone to pay attention to the warning, and his eyes swept through the large prayer room.

The prayer room was already in a mess, and the ground, walls, and roof of the blessings were severely damaged in the terrible bombings. There were amazing cracks and crumbling slabs and bricks everywhere, and the shattered Between the wall and the ground, you can also see the faint golden light is slowly creeping, that is, the remaining protection spells are trying to maintain the support structure here and repair the damage to the building.

As for the furnishings in the room except the walls and the ground... they have already vanished in the previous explosion.

"Cough... Cough..." Amber coughed and walked into the dusty room with the last face. "You can't do this. How much are you... cough... How much is a clergyman? What..."

Wright raised a hand and interrupted the amber bb, and his gaze fell in the middle of a messy room, where a swollen flesh, crystal, and flowing light converge at a speed visible to the naked eye. stand up.

Amber was shocked: "What is that stuff?!"

Wright's eyes widened, and between the creeping flesh and the strange crystal-like material, he saw a piece of broken cloth, which was obviously part of a gorgeous vestment: "...the bishop!!"