Chapter 45 Cardinal Xerxei
" Be careful! By the looks of his outfit, he is a cardinal whose power is equal to level 6 grand Master."
Mikael spoke loudly while shooting his arrow without hesitation. The mana-imbued arrow pierced through the barrier like it was paper, but it was unable to hurt bishops and cardinals who were standing there with feverish faces. They were sure that their blood was enough sacrifice for the evil god whom they worship.
" Got it! I will hold them off. Leah and Captain finish the minions and join in our battle since you aren't suited for this terrain."
Daemon didn't think twice before, blocking the way with his huge body. His powerful body was enough to form a shield for the ranger and an assassin like Regina and Leah.
" Don't watch them like fools! Attack them and capture them alive!"
One of the bishops ordered the cultists to attack them, but right in the middle of his command. A silver arch came down to his head with incredible speed. He barely tilted his head to dodge the surprise attack, looking at Licht who was observing him expressionless face.
" You, brat!"
The anger chewed his reasons as he joined the battle while pulling out his mace from his behind. The muscles around his arms and legs enlarged to increase his physical output.
" Hah, you should watch your step, brother."
Agam used his hidden weapons, aiming at another bishop with incredible versatility. He didn't show his arsenal before in front of others out of fear of losing his advantage. Truthfully he was a master of every weapon and he could tell the weakness of enemies by their muscle outlines.
" Tsk*"
The remaining bishop clicked his tongue with annoyance, dodging the throwing knives with a heavy face.
" I never thought the infamous dog of the north would come to the center as a guide. Isn't your organization supposed to be looking for the undead kings?"
The bishop cracks his neck, looking at him with a cold face. He pulled out a thin polearm from his pocket as it extended into something similar to a pike.
" Well, if it wasn't for your idiotic lord, I would have left this city, so thank his ass for guiding me here."
He answered with a touch of sarcasm in his tone while attacking him with his sword. Although the sword that he was holding didn't leave any remarkable damage to others, it was bane of the evil beings like them.
" Indeed, I must have to train him better. That pig is abusing his power to attract some flies to our nest."
Cardinal who was listening to their conversation, rubbed his chin with a calm face. The old wrinkly face of his was observing them with keen interest because he thought it was a waste to make them offerings. Their potential was equal to thar great church paladins and saints whose power was written in legend. Of course that happens if they are alive in the future.
"Brainwashing them will be tough, but it is worth it."
He mumbled quietly, hiding his sinister eyes with the brim of his hat. He raised his hands, conjuring magic in the air as he spoke in an ancient tongue that evoked the might of the ancient god.
" Blood swamp."
The low pitch of his voice traveled through the room like it was a magnet. The crimson shadow of the light cast a neverending swamp of blood on the floor as the stench of iron hit their noses.
" Shit!"
Daemon felt his feet were stuck in the true ice of the north while fighting against the fanatics that were attacking him. His huge hand grabbed one of the fanatics, swinging him to the others with immense force.
Bang*
The blood splattered on the wall, dyeing the wall with crimson.
" Watch your back!"
A bullet pierced through the forehead of the fanatic, killing him instantly when it illuminated the room.
Regina shot the fanatics with her pistol, not missing a single shot as her eyes were darting between them with incredible precision. Her mind and nerve speed were so fast that she didn't lose a second to shoot them down.
" Die!"
One of the fanatics who was acting like a dead person attacked her with his sword, but before he could reach her, a cold dagger swept his neck clean.