Chapter 672 - Different Interests Between Brothers (1/2)
Chapter 672 Different Interests Between Brothers
Thomas!
Orlanto cried out.
Although Thomas was a fanatic and an inquisitor, not quite on the same page as Saint Samurai, that was only a difference in philosophy; they were still essentially on the same side.
Otherwise, Orlanto wouldn’t have taken Thomas’s side in this situation.
The stance was always greater than good or evil.
Watching Thomas turn into chunks of flesh, Orlanto roared, “Woman, I don’t care who you are, you’ll have to face the entire Church of Light now!”
“The Saint Samurai isn’t reasonable.” Andonara chuckled.
Her smile was beautiful and charming.
Although a Hero, Andonara, who was a devil’s descendent, had a mixture of both innocent and bewitching qualities.
Orlanto drew out his longsword, a golden stream of light spilling from it as he pointed it at Andonara and bellowed, “Decree: Grounded.”
Since his opponent was fast, ballistic attack spells didn’t work, so he tried a crowd control divine spell.
However, Orlanto had just pointed his longsword at Andonara when the latter suddenly disappeared.
It couldn’t be said to be a complete disappearance, just a blurred streak could be seen moving sideways like a ghost before crossing over Orlanto’s body and slaughtering the Inquisitors in its wake.
This was true carnage.
Orlanto’s divine spell failed again.
Even when it came to crowd-control divine spells, one had to have a target that they could see for it to work.
Otherwise, one could only cast it at the air.
Orlanto heard screams behind him, and he turned around, his eyes glowed red and almost popped out of their sockets.
In just a second or two, the Inquisition had lost another hundred or so people.
They frantically bombarded Andonara with their offensive divine spells, but it was of no use at all. Whether it was light blasts, light spears, or control skills, they all fell short.
No sooner had they lifted their fingers than Andonara had either hit them with a sword sweep or moved behind them.
Screams sounded one after another and Andonara’s slaughter continued.
“Damn!” Orlanto’s mentality was no longer stable.
Even for a Saint Samurai, there was a limit to how strong the mind could be; otherwise, there wouldn’t have been a Saint Samurai corrupted by devils. Now Orlanto’s mind began to stir; after all, no matter who it was, watching so many of their companions die before their eyes and being helpless to do anything about it was a painful feeling that no one could easily suppress. Unless that person didn’t care about the lives of their companions.
Another hundred or so inquisitors were beheaded, but Andonara suddenly sprinted backward.
In the next second, a long light spear plunged into the spot where she had been standing before.
This golden spear of light was even longer, darker, and more solid-looking than the other light spears used by the other Priests of light, as if it was a real golden spear.
Andonara looked up and there was a woman with golden wings floating in the air.
This woman she’d seen before.
The Holy Lady!
That wasn’t all; four more men with wings and golden armor flew over at great speed in the distance. Including Orlanto, who was already present, Andonara would now be facing a combination of a Holy Lady and five Saint Samurai.
“Time to go.”
Andonara smiled at the Holy Lady in the air, turned, and leaped up. The firebird that encircled her body spread its wings and flew off, carrying Andonara toward the outskirts of the city.
The Holy Lady watched her in silence.
Behind her, four Saint Samurai rushed over. Three of them looked at the three hundred or so bodies on the ground and immediately flew down to join Orlanto to find those companions who were not yet dead to heal.
The other one stayed by the Holy Lady’s side and asked in a whisper, “Do we need to chase her?”
The Holy Lady shook her head. “No, she’s too powerful. She can’t be held back without more than three Saint Samurai. The people in the Holy Realm are on edge, we need you to stay and help steady the population.”
“But she does smell like a devil, maybe she was really the one who corrupted Rolben. Rolben is a bit lecherous.”
The Holy Lady shook her head. “It can’t be her… but no matter what, it is a fact that more than three hundred of our companions were killed by her. Let’s settle the score with her later.”
This Saint Samurai nodded and went down to join the other four companions in saving people.
Meanwhile, Roland teleported Stephanie and Lady Bluebird to Delpon and put them up in his manor.
This was his territory, and besides, even if the Church of Light had the intention of arresting them, it was unlikely that they would come to his door so quickly.
Even though there was a small Church of Light in Delpon, there were only three or four mediocre Priests who could only do Healing and Detoxification.
They were speakers of their faith, not combatants.
There was almost no threat.
Looking at the familiar scenery, Stephanie sighed in relief as she found herself a place to sit down. She directed the maidservant next to her. “Make some wine for us, and oh, make some dessert too.”
The maid recognized Stephanie and immediately turned and went to prepare things.
Lady Bluebird was rather nervous.
After all, she had come to a new environment.
And now she was pale and very nauseous!
People who experienced Long-Distance Teleportation for the first time felt this way with varying intensity. She desperately tried to hold back the discomfort of her stomach turning over and was on the verge of losing control.
Seeing this, Stephanie immediately stepped to the side.
It didn’t take long for the sound of vomiting to come from the other side of the lawn.
While helping Lady Bluebird, Stephanie asked, “Betty, can you stay here with me for a while?”
“Of course.” Betty smiled with difficulty. It wasn’t that she was reluctant, but her stomach was still upset right now.
“What about your husband? He’ll have a problem with you being away from home for too long, won’t he?”.
“It’s okay!” Lady Bluebird said indifferently. “I guess he’s still on that woman’s belly right now. I don’t mind him getting a lover-all noblemen have a few lovers—but not coming home every day for a lover, I’ve long been disappointed.”
Stephanie sighed in relief.
Now that Andonara wasn’t around, she couldn’t help but feel a bit alone in this place.
When Lady Bluebird was almost done throwing up, Stephanie helped her back into the courtyard.
At the same time, she looked at Roland and said, “We should be safe here, so why don’t you go and get Anna back now.” “I will, but before that, I have to do something.”
After saying that, Roland then pinged Schuck in the guild chat.
Roland: “Something big is going on in the Holy Realm.”
Schuck: “What’s the big deal?”
Roland told the story of what had happened.