Chapter 1615
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Chapter 1615 Breaking Through the Barrier
All the knights’ hearts sank to the bottom of the valley!
One Migou was already troublesome enough, but with hundreds appearing simultaneously, even if all of them had “Klein” level combat power, completely annihilating them would be nothing but a fool’s dream!
Moreover, among them, only fewer than twenty people truly had the ability to fight a Migou one-on-one.
“How is this possible…” A knight commander standing on the church tower looked at the surging pink wave approaching from the distance, disbelief appearing in his eyes, “How could so many ‘Klein’ level ‘mysteries’ appear at once?? How can we possibly hold them back?!”
“Whether we can hold them or not, we must!” Another knight commander jumped down from another tower, forcefully drawing a heavy greatsword, his expression incredibly resolute, “Even if we die, we absolutely cannot let these monsters touch a single hair on Lady Saint!”
The third knight commander, holding a shield in one hand and a sword in the other, walked to the main entrance of the church without saying a word, as steady and heavy as a mountain.
“Where’s Taylor?”
“He’s leading the charge at the front with the rest of the men.”
“Under such terrifying numbers, the charge won’t last long. Someone must hold this final line of defense.”
“Are the three of us enough? By the way, where’s Charles? Haven’t seen him since the beginning.”
“Don’t know…”
“Damn it, this guy always drops the ball at critical moments!”
As the three knight commanders spoke, the pink wave had already rushed to the front of the three charging formations composed of dozens of knights in the distance. Despite the three charging teams’ desperate resistance, a large number of Migou directly leaped over them, rushing straight toward the church.
The three knight commanders exchanged glances, simultaneously releasing terrifying auras, standing firmly in front of the church, colliding with the swarm of Migou!
…
At this moment,
Inside the church, in the echo gallery.
Charles stood on the echo gallery with furrowed brows, his hands constantly searching the mural covered with sword marks, as if trying hard to find something.
“Damn it… where is the switch for this thing?” Charles had been feeling around for a long time, but the mural showed no reaction, causing him to curse in anger.
The barrier of this echo gallery was left by Chloe before she fell unconscious, but she only taught them how to trigger this barrier, not how to close it, which is why until now, Charles couldn’t get Shen Qingzhu and the others out from inside.
When Lin Qiye and Taylor were fighting earlier, Charles knew that any explanation would be useless. In Lin Qiye’s eyes at that time, it was their Holy Judgment Knight Order trying to kill them… and the only way to resolve the situation was for him to actively release Shen Qingzhu and the others, and then explain properly to them.
But before he could find a way to open the echo gallery, those overwhelming Migou had already rushed over.
“No time left.”
Charles looked through the glass window at the end of the echo gallery and saw dense Migou surrounding the church entrance and the charging teams in the distance. If he didn’t join the battle soon, those pink monsters would likely kill their way into the church.
Just as Charles was struggling with whether to directly join the battle or continue trying to open the echo gallery, a slight cracking sound came from beside his ear.
“Hm?” Charles turned to look.
He saw a figure shrouded in smoke, holding a short knife, stabbing into the surface of the sword-marked mural in one corner. Fine cracks began to spread across the wall…
Feeling the terrifying divine power fluctuations emanating from those cracks, shock appeared in Charles’s eyes!
This is…
Boom—!!
With a loud crash, the wall of the echo gallery exploded into pieces, along with the mural on it turning into dust, and three figures emerged from the void, landing steadily on the ground.
“I take back what I just said.” The figure with six gray wings on his back looked at No. 27 beside him and solemnly said, “An ancestral god is indeed an ancestral god. I, junior Shen Qingzhu, truly failed to recognize Mount Tai…”
No. 27 put away the short knife and gave Shen Qingzhu a casual glance without saying much.
Wu Quan looked around, confirming they had really returned, before sighing in relief.
Just a few minutes ago, the three of them were still trapped in that world. Shen Qingzhu and No. 27 had searched separately for a way out but found nothing.
Later, Shen Qingzhu guessed they might be trapped inside the mural and tried to break through the spatial barrier between the mural and the real world but failed. In the end, it was No. 27 who acted, piercing through the edge between the two worlds with one knife stroke, returning them to reality.
“Where is that knight? I want to tear him into pieces!” Shen Qingzhu’s gaze swept across the surroundings, not seeing Taylor’s figure, but seeing the overwhelming Migou outside the church.
“What are those things?” he frowned and asked.
No. 27’s eyes narrowed under the hood, “They’re Migou.”
“Migou?”
“The followers of the Gate of Truth.”
Hearing these words, Shen Qingzhu was slightly stunned, as if remembering something, “An Qingyu?”
…
“Damn it!! These monsters, can they never be killed?!”
In the ruins of London, several knights stumbled up from their twisted, wrecked motorcycles, gripping their western swords tightly, standing back to back.
Above their heads, hundreds of Migou swirled like a pink cloud, rapidly circling, their sharp screeches almost tearing their eardrums apart.
The knight order that originally had thirty to forty people was reduced to just over ten in a matter of minutes. Even though they had killed just as many Migou, it was still only a small portion of the dense pink wave before them.
Looking at the writhing heads of the Migou continuously approaching from the sky, unprecedented despair arose in everyone’s hearts.
Some even trembled so much that their swords fell to the ground with a crisp clanging sound.
“Pick up your sword!” Among the dozen or so knights standing back to back, Taylor, covered in blood, roared, “If even we give up resisting, then who will protect Lady Saint? Even if we die! We must die honorably in battle here!”
The pale-faced knight gritted his teeth and bent down to pick up his western sword. Just as he stood up, the numerous Migou above seemed to seize the opportunity, suddenly letting out a sharp screech and diving down one after another!
Under that overwhelming pink wave, the figures of these dozen knights seemed incredibly small.
At that moment, in the void in the distance, a gray figure with six wings on his back gradually took shape… He narrowed his eyes and unhurriedly raised his palm,
Snap—!
The crisp sound of a finger snap echoed in front of the wave of Migou.
