Chapter 627 - Saint Monastery (VIII) (1/2)

“Argh… Ahh!”

Sister Helen curled up on the smooth, marble floor illuminated under the bright moonlight spilling through the window of the monastery hall. However, she couldn’t conceal the patches of bloodstain and miserable, pale complexion.

Why… Who are… those people…

Sister Helen looked up vacantly at the religious image before the monastery hall. It was no longer the statues of the Archangels and Light Dragon. Instead, it was a gigantic hammer held in a Demon’s claw. Sister Helen couldn’t understand why such a situation would happen. She didn’t know where those intruders came from, and they possessed incomparable strength. It could also be said that they were here to eliminate the Saint Knights!

Strictly speaking, this was a disaster for the Saint Knights. Rhode, Canary, and Mini Bubble Gum arrived here simply because this place would become a dungeon in the future. But the reputation of the Saint Knights would be terrible by then. As a popular BOSS for the players, it was common for them to take turns annihilating it. However, it was different now. The Saint Knights would be destroyed even before they had the chance to re-emerge and put into practice their firm belief.

But the Saint Knights’ opinions had nothing to do with Rhode and it was enough for him to simply grind for EXP.

Sister Helen had never felt this powerless. An incomparable force had blasted her into the entrance of the monastery and everything had ended by the time she woke up.

Every part of her body was burning in intense pain and she could feel blood flowing out of her body. The flame of life was weakening and about to extinguish. Her beloved died and she was about to join him anytime soon. Moreover, the Saint Monastery was about to crumble entirely… Could this be my fate?!

“No!”

Sister Helen struggled in lifting her head. Then, she raised her right arm and gazed at the sculpture.

“O Holy, mighty presence. We’ve met with unprecedented dangers. But I don’t intend to give up just yet. I shall offer you my blood, flesh, soul, and everything. My despair and pain shall become yours to collect. I use my entirety in requesting humbly and praying that the ritual… must… continue… Our Saint Monastery… shall…”

Sister Helen spat out a mouthful of crimson blood, collapsed to the ground, and coughed acutely like deep bellows. She shuddered pitifully and her voice softened into silence.

The monastery hall returned to its stillness, but… Something had changed.

The crimson blood flowing out from her body slowly crept forward as though it had self-conscious, climbing the flight of steps and arriving before the sculpture to be absorbed completely by it. The brilliance in the sacred hall dimmed abruptly and became pitch-black.

“Oh, Lord.”

The Archbishop anxiously scrutinized the young lady who was in deep sleep on the altar. The nuns around him displayed the same worried expressions. Sister Helen had been gone for a while, but they hadn’t heard back from her. There were no signs of activities at all. What was happening up there?

The Archbishop wished to check on the situation, but the main priority was to protect the sacrificial offering.

“—!”

Suddenly, an eerie breeze trembled the candle flames and sent a chill down the Archbishop’s spine. He came to his senses and heaved a sigh of relief. But… Wait… this is the underground hall, so where did the wind come from?

Before he figured out the answer, the rows of candle flames extinguished abruptly and everything fell into eternal darkness.

“Isn’t it strange, Leader?”

Mini Bubble Gum scanned the surrounding curiously as she stood on the plaza full of corpses. Since the BOSS had been defeated, they would be searching for treasures and equipment in the BOSS room next. Although the couple engaged in an illicit love affair in the Saint Monastery had kept their relationship a secret, it was no secret to the players that this venue had been stamped flat by them.

“What’s wrong, Bubble?”

“Normally, there should be a lot of low-level critters outside the BOSS room. Why haven’t I heard of anything? Could it be that they’ve fled after witnessing their BOSS getting slaughtered?”

“Now that you’ve mentioned…”

Rhode was a little curious too. In the game, there would indeed be waves of critters roaming along the path to the BOSS room after the BOSS was defeated. However, the critters wouldn’t be as difficult to deal with as the Saint Knights were because they were only ordinary presences. The Saint Knights had other duties for clothes, food, shelter, cleaning, and whatsoever and they couldn’t possibly be relied upon for every single matter. But now, the trio couldn’t even spot Sister Helen’s corpse that should’ve been in the hall after they entered the monastery entrance. There was only her scarlet robe, shattered scepter, and a pool of blood declaring their presence.

If this was the game, it could be explained as the refreshing of map had removed her corpse. But this was the real world and even if this was in the game, Sister Helen’s corpse wouldn’t disappear just like that.