Chapter 202 Hell's Knight·Dragon Hawk Garen_2

No matter who else got their hands on the Holy Grail, Leonard Churchill was never going to be able to drink from the Holy Water.

So, he was bound to die.

Camilla clearly understood everything, yet she proceeded anyway.

And it was precisely as Enlightenment dawned that an overwhelming sense of invisible pressure attacked, as if a grand tomb had been sealed off by an unseen dome, and the sense of impending death instantly oppressed everyone's heart.

With a flicker of his peripheral vision, Leonard saw a clump of black fog swirling around a nearby Heroic Statue, which quickly coalesced into an Undead Knight, exuding killing intent and wrapped in the flames of Hellfire.

All of a sudden, it was as if the epic hero from a hundred years ago had climbed out from his grave, a terrifying undead power pressing down so heavily that everyone within the tomb was struggling to breathe.

Camilla, with her heightened senses, was even quicker than Leonard to perceive the impending danger.