The knights lined up in a cold sweat.
Some tried to protect Pope Senedict by his side.
‘Is this the beginning?’
Despite the clear warning of trouble, there was no sign of agitation in the Pope’s eyes.
It couldn’t be explained by the calmness that only a seasoned person can show. It was as if all the struggling was futile.
And there was someone who was watching the situation with a similar attitude to her.
That was Cardinal Cattleya, the owner of the Eye of Life and Death.
“.......”
“.......”
The two people who vaguely knew the future that was coming, but locked themselves in helplessness. Their eyes met by chance.
For a moment, their gazes were straight, but soon they drifted apart.
It was because Cardinal Cattleya looked over Pope Senedict’s head.
That was when the Cardinal’s eyes turned cold.
Beep-.
“......!”
A single line of tinnitus pierced everyone’s ears.
In an instant, the son-in-law became quiet. Thanks to that, the creepy noise resonated even more clearly.
Squeak.
The old hinges screamed and the door of the council chamber tore open left and right.
A chilling wind blew through the open passage, pushing countless flower petals.
Long, eerie, deep red flower petals. They were the shamrocks.
Clink, clink, clink.
Jangle.
Bare feet slowly rubbed against the marble floor, and the decorative metal fittings of the dharma hall made a delicate sound like a bell.
Everyone’s eyes turned to the girl who appeared in the council chamber.
“I, the author......!”
“Hiccup!”
A ceremonial dress that was a mixture of gray and purple. A beautiful girl with blond hair that turned mint-colored towards the end, and unusual blue eyes that sparkled like starlight.
The great pressure made people hold their breath.
The world called this being this way.
“I am the Apocalypse of Chaos, Aviccenis. From now on, I will use this place as a place to spread the gospel of the evil god of chaos.”
Clang!
The staff spreads a refreshing sound.
That was the moment. Drops of blood fly between the fluttering red petals of the sakura.
“Kwaaaaak!”
“Do, run away...... Keuk!”
“Oh my god, aaaak!”
A big mess unfolded. The greatest and best sanctuary of the Order was trampled unilaterally.
The opponent was the Demon King, the number one in the Demon World hierarchy. There was no way they could fight back.
“Ah, ah, no! Please......!”
“Oh, my God! Strict order and goodness!”
“Oh, God! Please protect your little lambs......!”
Jangle, jangle.
With each sway of the gavel, the cries of prayer died down one by one.
Only then did the surviving Orderists realize.
Prayers only killed them faster. They muffled their voices in a corner.
“Oh no, everyone hid.”
Avicinis’ bare feet leisurely stepped through the puddles of blood, playing tag with the living.
“Hic, Hiccup! God, why....... Why are you doing this to us.......”
Magram, who crawled under the platform, trembled.
Only then did he realize. No matter how much he prayed to God, salvation would not come.
Everyone here today would die. Humans were nothing more than insects in front of a being with great power and prestige.
If there were any opponents who could stand against the Demon King, it would be the heretic's Holy Scripture and the Master of the Holy Sword.
However, those two strong men turned away from the Order Church.
As soon as he thought about that, a regret that was comparable to the fear and despair that had risen to the top of his head surged.
'If only I had known this would happen... ... .'
I should have caught those two.
I should have used every means to persuade them to sit in the church.
That thought wasn't just in Magram's head.
'I shouldn't have rejected the Holy Scripture and sent it to Peronsa... ... .'
'I should have tied up the Master of the Holy Sword in the Holy Emperor's Office so that both of them would be here... ... .'
'The Church... ... ! Why did we do that to them... ... !'
It was time for everyone who was still breathing to let out a belated sigh.
Clang-!
Death fell upon someone's head.
“......found it.”
“......!”
The hide-and-seek game continued.
Only 5 minutes after the massacre, the Order’s Seonghwangcheong was occupied by Aviccinis.
The appearance of the Seonghwangcheong had changed.
The pure white marble was blackened and covered in black thorns and red thorns.
The name that suited this place was no longer Seonghwangcheong.
A place to prepare a birthday ritual to call in the true form of Chaos Evil.
It was the great temple of Chaos Evil.✠ The change was not limited to the Seonghwangcheong.
Eltorini, a coastal city located in the far eastern part of the Elfenheim Church.
This was also the place where the S-class dungeon called ‘Sky Fortress of the Fallen Heaven’ had previously caused a sync.
The wealthy merchants of the city attributed the reason they had been able to survive the dungeon sync at the time to the enormous donations they had been offering.
And so they continued to live a faithful religious life ever since.
On this day, the merchants were worshipping in the magnificent cathedral they had built with a huge amount of construction money.
The expensive pipe organ rang out heavenly sounds, and the choir, whose voices were better than those of ordinary singers, praised God.
After a time that was no different from watching an art performance, the eloquent archbishop came out and preached the gospel.
The biblical story of borrowing money to make money through business and being praised by God struck a chord with the merchants no matter how many times they heard it.
And then came the time of prayer.
“‘Strict Order and Goodness,’ today, too, your servants have gathered here after diligently finishing the day.......”
Kuung!
“Oh my, is it an earthquake? ...... Well, it seems to be nothing serious. Let’s close our eyes again and pray. We have gathered faithful workers who diligently live in this world and follow your will. Please, ‘strict order and goodness’ bless them and give them a talent of ten thousand gold......”
A blessed prayer marks the end of the service.
What follows is a joyful social activity.
It was also a time to brag about the accumulated amount of donations, saying who built the pillars of the cathedral, how many windows, how many keys on the pipe organ.
So the merchants eagerly awaited the end of the prayer.
Anticipation makes people strong. Thanks to this, the voices shouting Amen and Hallelujah here and there were passionate.
And so, before we knew it, the prayer was almost over.
“In response to the faith they have demonstrated, please look down on El Torini from the rough tribulations. In the name of ‘strict order and goodness’, we pray. Ah.......”
Amen.
With that one word, the prayer ends.
Everyone waited with their eyes tightly shut and their hands clasped tightly together, hoping that the Archbishop would soon shout Amen.
‘Hmm? Archbishop?’
‘What? Why aren’t you saying Amen?’
They waited for a long time, but no final words were heard.
At that moment, several merchants, risking their blasphemy, opened one eye and looked forward.
“Hic?!”
A shocking sight unfolded on the pulpit.
<Wow! We’ve been given a place worthy of this demon Archbishop Tejrihal! It’s great that so many tainted souls are gathered here! Right now, I will preach the gospel of the great chaos to you humans!>
A goat with huge horns on its head like a crown.
A painted beast-like demon was holding the human archbishop's leash, emitting an evil aura.
"Ah, a demon!"
"Eek!"
The merchants turned pale and tried to run to the exit. Of course, Tezrihal did not allow it.
Tatadadadan!
A huge pipe organ thumped heavy notes into the ears of the humans.
Soon, a hellish hymn that matched the accompaniment began to resonate.
"Kuaaaaak!"✠A small city located in the northern part of the Kingdom of Binchester.
A solemn funeral was in full swing in a medium-sized church.
Laying in the black coffin was a young woman in a pure white dress.
The loss of a new bride who was about to be married was extremely heartbreaking.
The young baron, who lost his beloved companion and the family that sent his famous daughter away early, cries until his throat is hoarse.
The baron, who is on the verge of exhaustion, is barely able to get out of the coffin with support.
A white veil covers her face, and the coffin lid covers even her body.
“Ah, no, Hebnia.......”
In the despair that seemed as if the world was about to collapse, it was the moment when the baron called his lover’s name for the last time.
Kuuuung!
“......!”
A dull vibration shakes his body.
Did his heart fall to the ground and affect the world?
The young baron raised his head blankly. That was when.
Crunch.
The heavy coffin lid opens on its own. The bride, who had been a pure white corpse just a moment ago, raises herself.
A miracle unfolds before his eyes. However, it soon becomes a nightmare.
“Heh, Hebnia...... gasp!”
When the veil was thrown, the bride's face was revealed to be a perfect skeleton.
Ring, ring.
"Gyaaaaah!"
"Eww!"
Those attending the funeral were in a state of panic.
In the midst of this, the darkness seeping out from the bride's shadow began to take shape.
What soon materialized in the present world was the upper body of a giant skeleton dangling jewels.
<This is a decent-sized church! If you, lowly mortals, want to protect the flesh attached to those bones, worship Chaos Evil!>✠Just like that, the disaster that came with the night covered the entire Serentra continent.
In an instant, an ominous meteor shower poured down from the dark sky that had turned into a deep sea, and buildings with crosses were contaminated with magic.
This was a phenomenon that occurred simultaneously in both bustling cities and remote villages.
The residents of the area were anxious about the ominous omen as they saw the cross covered in black ink and stencils.
“Oh my! What’s going on in our neighborhood church?!”
“It’s the end of the world, the end of the world......”
“Mom, there’s a pretty flower blooming in the church. What’s the name of that flower?”
“Don’t go near it!”
Meanwhile, the only place the demons infiltrated was the church.
As long as this condition was met, the demons didn’t care which denomination the building belonged to.
Therefore, the current situation was not only happening to the Order Church, but also to the Unsung Church.
“Crazy! What’s going on now?!”
“How long has it been since we subjugated Inferinos......!”
As soon as the creepy vibrations occurred, Hestio and Ipheil ran out to the front yard of St. Agnes Church.
The endless torrent of strange meteors stimulated their ominous premonitions.
However, the situation on the ground was not good enough to just leisurely look at the stars in the sky.
“Brothers, something strange is growing in the front yard of ◆ Nоvеlіgһt ◆ (Only on Nоvеlіgһt) the church!”
“This, this is a sign flower... ...! Why is the devil’s flower in my sister’s church... ...!”
“Huh? Hilde, look at that! The outside of the church is fine?!”
“What, Ipeil? So you’re saying that only the church is being turned into a demon world right now?”
The Church of St. Agnes, which is like the Vatican of the Unryeong Church, begins to be contaminated by the demon world’s energy.
This is impossible, considering that the sacred is usually resistant to demonic energy.
However, there was no time to consider the English language. The members of the Silver Citadel were busy cutting down and burning the vines that were trying to cover the outer wall.
Every time Hilde poured out her 7th-level sacred power, the sign flower turned into dust and collapsed.
However, the hellish land continued to sprout.
“Damn it, it’s never going to end!”
“Hilde’s going to faint at this rate, brothers!”
That's when Hesti and Ash raised their voices.
"Sweep."
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