125 Ambuscade (2/2)

Raising up the hand high in the air, Ilia started to chant a long mantra which could drive people crazy. Many silver lines came out of the priests and dark knights, were they in the air or on the ground, and joined together around Ilia to shape a complicated magic circle.

When Ilia finished casting, he directly threw the huge hand into the center of the magic circle. Countless silver lines jumped up and devoured the hand like a monster’s huge mouth.

As a silver gate slowly appeared in the sky, the Grand Cross underneath was almost completely gone.

All of a sudden, a bright, burning light beam shot the silver gate right in the center, from a higher position in the sky.

The colors of black and gray suddenly disappeared, and the whole area was filled with sacred light.

As soon as the ghosts, revenants and shadows touched the light, they disappeared like vapor, and even the undead creatures in the town all turned into ashes instantly.

This was the eighth circle divine spell, Sunburst!

”Amelton… Gossett!?” Ilia was shocked, ”How come…”

Floating high in the air, Vila Amelton was holding a cross-shaped badge carved with a pattern of a sun in the center, and Gossett was right beside her.

Count Hart Rafati, Count Hayward, who was the deputy commander of Violet Knights and also a gold knight, and another two radiant knights were also there.

On the other side, Salvador and Clown were leading the other night watchers to block the whole area.

Half of the most powerful people of the duchy were there tonight.

”How come?” Putting back the level eight divine badge, Vila said to Ilia coldly, ”We’ve been waiting for you here for a long time.”

Although Ilia knew that the Church would definitely send some people here to investigate the usual changes happening around the lake recently, he never expected that the ambush would be this powerful.

”Who betrayed us!?” Ilia’s fists clenched tightly, but a moment later an evil smile appeared on his face. ”If the true God cannot come, all of us will die here tonight by the hands of what’s sealed, or even worse, all of us will become its slaves.”

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In the wilderness at the junction of Melzer Black Forest and the Dark Mountain Range.

”Lucien, why are you here?” Natasha asked Lucien with confusion. Her voice was slightly trembling.

Lucien looked down at the black robe he was wearing and realized that he needed to tell Natasha at least part of the truth, ”I found the secret of the magic lock from the poem provided by Mr. Deroni and a roll of manuscript brought to me by two strangers who visited me the other day.” Lucien paused a bit and continued, ”You know me, Your Grace. I always want to be stronger and more powerful to protect my friends and family, so I decided to take a risk to see if I could find any useful potion in this magic lock.”

Natasha’s eyebrows frowned a bit.

”As soon as I arrived in Bonn, I was sucked into a creepy hole. The world inside of the hole was all black and white and I almost died there. When I was being chased by a bunch of horrific undead creatures and plants, I found a gap and I jumped in it. Now I’m here… it’s very weird.”

”I see… some benefits from being a historian, uh?” Natasha put on an exhausted smile. Although she did not really trust Lucien’s words, her mind told her that asking too much right now would benefit no one in such a situation.

”What happened to you, Your Grace? And where’s Lady Camil?” asked Lucien.

Natasha’s eyes dimmed and she looked down, ”I got some information about the magic lock the day before yesterday. Out of curiosity, I decided to go to Elsinore Lake to take a look. But we were ambushed. My curiosity led my team into a horrible trap…”

”What?!” Lucien was shocked.

”In order to make time for me to leave, Camil stayed to cover me. She was confronting a radiant knight and a senior-rank mage…”

Natasha’s voice became lower and lower.

”Who attacked you?” Lucien’s eyes opened wide.

Natasha looked very depressed, and by the time she could answer Lucien, an army arrived and surrounded Natasha’s people and Lucien.

Lucien looked up and saw Verdi sitting on a weird-looking horse with two goat horns. Silvia was right beside Verdi, looking rather sad. However, Silvia’s father was not there.

”My dear cousin, please give up.” Verdi was covered with a suit of dark-purple armor, ”It’s too late for the Church or the Violet Knights to come and save you.”