Chapter 408
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Chapter 408: The Fairness of Titles, Templar
In the sanctuary of heaven, a blind saintess was walking.
She tightly held her hands, covered her entire body in a white nun’s gown and robe. Her robe had a pattern of scales, and she walked barefoot on the ground, always maintaining a certain distance from it. Her slender and pure white feet created ripples of white with every step.
A few steps behind her, there were four knights who moved silently. They wore armor and walked steadily, dressed in light mithril chainmail. Their helmet resembled a closed pair of wings, and their crest was a pure white feather. Despite their steel boots stepping on the ground, they made no clanging sound, as if the weight of the armor itself was as light as paper.
Alena never expected to meet in this place, because there is not just one path to enter the sanctuary. It is located in the center of the Broken Paradise, so it can be approached from four different directions.
She could sense this group of people, and naturally, they could sense her too.
The blind saintess stopped walking and then turned in her direction.
The saintess remained silent, but Alena felt a suffocating sense of oppression.
The Allied Nations and the Sacred Religion have been fighting for so many years that even dogs know it. Both sides are hostile to each other, so there is no explanation needed when they meet.
She also recognized the identities of these five individuals.
The Sacred Religion has more than one saintess. Each saintess with a title is carefully chosen elite. Currently, there are four saintesses in the Sacred Religion. One of them is called ‘Justice’ and her unique symbol is a balance scale.
In history, the mentor has managed to persuade three saintesses to betray the Sacred Religion. This was considered a great shame by the Sacred Religion. However, the vacancies left by these three saintesses were quickly filled.
The Sacred Religion actually has no shortage of saintesses. This position is not irreplaceable. Each saintess has multiple backup saintesses.
The Blind Saintess is a highly esteemed figure and holds the rank of a second-grade heroic spirit. Among numerous second-grade heroic spirits, she is especially strong.
The four individuals behind are templars, the elite knightly order of the Sacred Religion.
Every country has their own elite military units. The ally’s elite unit is the Seven Nights Knightly Order, while the elite unit of the Sacred Religion is the Templar Order.
Units like the Judgment Knight, known as the arbitrators, are vastly different from the templars. They are similar to the solemn knights and the knights of the round table.
Alena is uncertain. She feels that she wouldn’t even be able to handle a single saintess, let alone four templars.
"Stop her," commanded the Blind Saintess. "Don’t let her interfere with our completion of paradise."
Alena grabbed Guan Ling’s hand and leaped off the stairs that were several meters high. As she jumped, a powerful gust of wind struck the spot where she had been standing moments ago. The burst of holy light and the wind’s forceful impact left cuts on the girl’s skin.
"This is really tricky," Alena muttered softly. "You need to go quickly."
"But…" Guan Ling hesitated.
"The Sacred Religion doesn’t care about personal feelings. Just being a descendant of mine is already considered blasphemy against the gods. They won’t spare me, and you’ll be next," Alena said, not as a threat but as a harsh reality. Human supremacism forms the foundation of the Sacred Religion, and anyone who associates with other races must face judgment and is unlikely to survive it.
The followers of the Supreme Will see themselves as the rulers of the world, looking down on all other beings. Their god emerged victorious in the ultimate divine battle, and it is only fitting that those who promote the scriptures of the Supreme Will should rule over the land.
Non-human races are seen as unnatural beings, and human glory is the only… something or other.
Alena was tired of hearing this statement because the allied nations have already proved that there is no reproductive isolation between different races. Humans can have children with any race, and the notion of human glory is no longer related to belief.
This statement may have been true during the dark era when humans were persecuted, trembling beneath the more powerful races and clinging to their faith in the Supreme Will, just to survive.
However, with the establishment of the empire and the Sacred Religion, there was no longer a need to continue this policy. Even the empire is willing to accept other races, even if it means using them as a source of population growth or as slaves. But at least they are considered a normal part of society. The Sacred Religion, on the other hand, tightly clings to its hatred, and this ideology has become a cultural phenomenon deeply embedded in the hearts of its followers.
Hundreds of years ago, the mentor was able to persuade the saintess to switch sides. It was not only because he was skilled, but also because the Sacred Religion wanted to expand and saw many things from the outside world. Many people had doubts about the doctrine, but there was no such environment for it to grow for over five hundred years. Instead, the hatred between the two countries continued to escalate, and even the mentor himself couldn’t shake the faith of these believers with just words.
In the mentor’s personal biography, he mentioned a sentence he once said – "Faith is a good thing, but religion is not."
This sentence became the Alliance’s fundamental understanding of the Sacred Religion. A group formed by faith turned into a governing power with a unified religion, becoming one of the overlords of Europa.
It cannot be denied that the Sacred Religion lacks in many aspects, but they are truly formidable in battle.
The dividends left by the Supreme Will have not been exhausted yet. The Angel Army comes at a beckon. Based on the supreme god, a mysterious system was established, capable of mass-producing warriors. This allows them to maintain high military deterrence even in a situation that is not prosperous or developed.
This is completely different from Europa’s path of self-prosperity and maintaining armed forces. It can be said that the Sacred Religion has always been engaged in a militaristic approach. Unfortunately, there is an abundance of dividends and heritage left by the Supreme Will, and they can enjoy the benefits without any worry of depletion.
One of the greatest mysteries in the world is the Supreme Will. It is understandable that they became wealthy by capitalizing on this mystery, after all, they are shearing the largest and most gentle sheep in the world, no matter how much is sheared, they can only get a small fraction.
Alena, an excellent student from a orthodox family, doesn’t have the ability to compete with the templars yet, and she lacks combat experience. However, she is not afraid of battles, just like every member of the Alliance, they are not afraid to fight against the Sacred Religion.
The Sacred Religion excludes and persecutes other races because of their beliefs, while the Alliance holds a deep and strong hatred towards these "pure-blood humans" who start wars and kill without any guilt due to their religious beliefs.
When all the people in a country are radicals, there is no need to say that there are good people in XX, everyone is equal.
Alena pulled out the blood-stained ice sword from the shadows. She had been training hard these days, training with Sasha in secret. With the guidance of the world’s top bloodline professor, her progress was no less than Judy Selvicer.
The templar, whose expressions were hidden behind their helmets, wielded a knight’s heavy sword. With a gust of wind, their weapons met. With just one move, Alena heard her muscles and bones groan in pain.
…Are you kidding? I am a high-level bloodline. My physical strength surpasses that of ordinary people. I can strengthen myself with the power of enhancement, increase my blood magic, and I can also accelerate blood flow and heartbeat rate. Even with triple enhancements, I am still losing to him!
Alena stared with her dark red eyes. When she stepped on the ground, the dark red blood that spread from her black silk skirt turned into needles, and sharp ice spears rose from the ground. The cold magic attacked the templar, but he was wearing armor, and it covered his whole body!
The ice spears cracked as soon as they touched. This level of magic couldn’t harm the templar. His armor was inscribed with complex runes that ordinary magic couldn’t break through. Its magical resistance was at least A-level.
Alena had already realized it. She smirked. Even if magic can defend, what about temperature?
Ludemira’s Ice Blood Sword, with magical enhancement fully activated, caused frost and low temperatures to spread upon contact with the weapon.
The templar noticed and tried to push her away, but it was too late. Alena intentionally collided with the templar, stabbing with her sword. Before he could cut off her arm, she took it back and stabbed again. The Ice Blood Sword was constructed with magic, so she didn’t care about damaging the weapon. The sword, stuck in the armor, immediately transformed into a hilt and entangled the templar like thorns.
After swinging the sword seventeen times, the templar was completely sealed off, like a stone statue covered and entangled by frosty thorns.
The armor couldn’t completely block the freezing temperatures. It was already minus thirty degrees here, and even water turned into ice.
Her magic power and blood were depleted, but she could only manage to trap rather than kill. Unless she froze the templar for ten days and ten nights, she didn’t think she could kill him just by freezing him. But trapping him would be enough.
Alena stepped back cautiously, trying to create an opportunity to escape.
Luckily, the little hedgehog had already run hundreds of meters away, so she didn’t need to worry about carrying the weight of another person.
Alena confirmed that they were sealed off, turned around without hesitation, but as soon as she did, her pupils suddenly contracted.
A blazing hot iron hammer pounded on her body. In a spur of the moment reaction, she protected her delicate abdomen with both hands, but the tremendous force still sent her flying like a baseball hit by an iron rod.
Alena crashed into the mountainside, coughing up blood. Her right hand fractured, left hand twisted, and her internal organs suffered countless injuries. But more painful than the physical damage was the unquenchable divine flame.
The divine flame technique had a strong burning effect on the souls and bodies of any race, especially effective against non-human races. This was because their souls had different origins. The divine flame technique was a prayer and miracle directed at the Supreme Will, mysterious and incompatible.
Alena was in extreme pain and almost fainted. She coughed up blood, used a cold magic spell to dispel the flames, and struggled to stand up. Her blood magic quickly activated and healed her wounds by consuming her stored blood energy. As a descendant of advanced bloodlines, as long as she didn’t die, she could recover by sucking fresh blood. Although she didn’t possess abilities like turning into mist or a bat, she still had the ability to regenerate quickly. However, using this ability would damage her own life.
There was no time to hesitate. Alena quickly restored her right arm, avoiding the heavy hammer dropped by the templar. It wasn’t just one hammer, but two.
Just as Alena leaped up, she suddenly heard a sharp sound, and an arrow narrowly missed piercing through her skull. Her shoulder was grazed, and she fell from mid-air. However, she quickly adjusted herself and landed safely.
"Three of them?" she questioned herself, struggling to speak. She began to doubt if she could pass through this challenge.
The silent templars all stepped forward, but Alena only turned her head. She looked in the direction behind her, where the fourth templar had already passed by and headed downwards, chasing after Guan Ling who had left. He moved so quickly that he left behind only a blurred image.
Alena’s eyes turned blood-red, revealing sharp canine teeth as she let out a terrifying shriek.
The shriek echoed far and wide, reaching even someone who had been resting with their eyes closed. Slowly, they opened their eyes, which gleamed with a golden light.