Chapter 574

Chapter 574: It’s a Dragon Knight, Not a Bird Man.

The battle energy burned at an astonishing speed. This flying magic was definitely not something that beginner magicians could master. Even Lin Mo struggled to maintain it, and the cost was enormous.

Finally, when his feet touched the ground, the accumulated battle energy was completely squandered by this reckless fool trying to impress the girl, just to ensure Qi Fei wouldn’t be injured or frightened by the landing. Jumping from three stories high, anyone would be terrified.

This little girl had already experienced quite a few scares in the days following Lin Mo, and he felt somewhat indebted. So he drew upon all of his battle energy to cast his strongest spell, “Wings of Victory.”

In another world, there were no parachutes, but there were spells with similar effects as substitutes. Each magic discipline had its own flying techniques, usually taught to the aerial knights for life-saving purposes. They often acted as a buffer during falls, ensuring that valuable dragon knights could survive.

However, less than one-third of the royal Dragon Knight Corps in the Su Lan Empire possessed magical talents. This meant that if a catastrophic fall occurred, unless someone else came to rescue them, nearly two-thirds of the dragon knights lacked the ability to survive. Even the strongest dragon knights could be horrifically smashed to pieces.

As the saying among aerial knights goes, “In the ongoing battle between an object made of aluminum traveling at hundreds of kilometers per hour and the still ground, the ground never fails.” The victor is always the earth.

The visual effect of Lin Mo’s light element spell, “Wings of Victory,” was breathtaking. Compared to regular magicians, Lin Mo, with only average magical talent, found it extremely difficult to use, and landing safely was already a considerable feat.

In this world, there were no magical crystals or cores; it was nearly impossible to store elemental energy in advance, so one had to rely on the human body’s energy reservoir. Lin Mo could only accumulate his battle energy little by little, firmly and steadily.

Lin Mo didn’t realize that as he flew down with Qi Fei, casting “Wings of Victory,” he had caught the eye of an elderly priest. Father Will, lacking enough battle energy to cast the Light Mirror Technique, scanned the surroundings in awe.

To Father Will, it looked as though an angel from heaven had descended. His heart raced dangerously. He had devoted his life to believing in God, yet witnessing a miracle made his calm heart nearly collapse.

In just a few seconds, an unexpected event occurred that no one could have predicted.

“Alright, we’re down. You can open your eyes now.”

Lin Mo said softly.

Qi Fei slowly opened her eyes, looked around, and quickly released her grip around Lin Mo’s neck, covering her mouth tightly. “Oh my God, we’re down! How did you do that? I didn’t feel a thing. Did you take an elevator?”

An elevator? There was no elevator within a radius of several meters. Qi Fei soon realized her guess was incorrect. Being with Lin Mo always led to strange, unexplainable experiences, making her feel as if she were in a dream.

But at least Qi Fei knew that Lin Mo was not wearing tactical armor and had relied solely on his physical strength, which was simply amazing.

Noticing Qi Fei’s confusion, Lin Mo smiled slightly. “Of course, I just jumped down directly, but I used a little trick.” He gently set Qi Fei down.

With her feet on solid ground, Qi Fei’s previously pale face quickly returned to normal. She showed no intention of letting go of Lin Mo’s arm, holding onto him like a girl clinging to her beloved.

“Let’s go!” Lin Mo spotted the back door of the church, seemingly leading to the road outside. It was no different from going through the alley.

Let those fools in the alley search for them slowly.

“Okay!” Qi Fei simply nodded eagerly, her excitement palpable. Even if they were on Mars, she would remain unfazed, responding with a content “mm” like a woman in love, completely oblivious to everything else, even a strong businesswoman.

“My God, my God, my…”

Just before Lin Mo and Qi Fei reached the church’s back door, an elderly white priest appeared, breathing heavily and blocking their way. He mumbled excitedly, conveying an inexplicable sense of awe.

“Sorry, we need to leave! Could you please step aside?” Lin Mo said impatiently. Entering the church didn’t require a ticket, and he didn’t even believe in God. Was this old priest trying to recruit him? According to the Communist belief, one should adhere to Marxism and Mao Zedong Thought, right?

“No, no, no!” The elderly priest waved his hands dramatically, speaking hurriedly. “My Seraphic Lord, I think you’re mistaken.”

“Seraphic Lord?”

Lin Mo felt bewildered. He had no knowledge about the religions of this world, and his only experience was with fighter jets.

The Seraphic Lord was one of the highest ranks among angels, a symbol of light, fire, and love, representing pure light and thought. With their vibrations, they created life, and their emblem was a bright red flame, embodying the finest angel who took the sun as their form.

Father Will had clearly mistook the three pairs of gigantic light wings created by the light element flight magic “Wings of Victory” for the symbol of the Seraphic Lord. However, it was unclear why this angel descended while holding a woman; perhaps they had saved someone who fell from a nearby tall building, as there was a 50-story building right next to the church.

The old priest had let his imagination run wild; it was a wonderful misunderstanding.

“I am Father Will. May I ask how to address this Seraphic Lord?”

Father Will clearly wouldn’t miss the chance to encounter an angel on earth. Otherwise, he could never forgive himself in this lifetime. Damn it, who dared say God didn’t exist? Old Will would be the first to step up and slap them. This wasn’t a dream; he had witnessed a miracle in his lifetime, truly a glory and blessing from the Lord.

In an instant, Father Will seemed to have regained twenty years of youth.

Qi Fei quickly introduced the concept of the Seraphic Lord to Lin Mo, and he finally realized.

“…”

Lin Mo thought this old man must be insane; although they were both flying, he was a Dragon Knight, not a bird man.

Qi Fei nodded at Lin Mo, indicating that she would handle the old priest. She took a business card from her handbag and handed it to Father Will, saying, “Hello, Father Will, nice to meet you. Although we are very interested in Jesus Christ, it’s getting late, and we have very important matters to attend to, so I’m sorry we can’t chat more. Here’s my business card, uh, if you have any business, you can call me, um, worldwide!”

Qi Fei swiftly shoved a business card into Father Will’s hand. This was a little scheme of hers—to confuse the other party with a barrage of words and then make a quick exit.

This was a part of her professional habit of casting a wide net; wherever she went, she handed out business cards.

As expected, having been through many business battles, Qi Fei’s plan worked perfectly. After taking the card, the old priest stared blankly at it, seemingly in a daze.

The card had English on it: “Moonlit Lotus Design Center.” Wasn’t that exactly the planning company he had been thinking about?

What he wished for had come true! Did God send the Seraphic Lord to bring him the person he needed because he was so dedicated to strengthening the church?

Oh Lord! Your grace is simply everywhere.

Father Will felt overwhelmed with happiness, and the more he looked at Qi Fei, the more he perceived this lovely girl as his “Angel.”

“There’s a church over there! Quickly send someone to check; they might have gone inside!”

A shout came from nearby, and Lin Mo and Qi Fei’s expressions changed. Those fools had finally caught up with them. They regretted wasting so much time with the old priest; had they known, they would have just bolted. By now, they could have already reached the hotel.

“Oh?”

Father Will seemed to hear the commotion outside. He glanced at Lin Mo and Qi Fei, his expression shifting as he composed himself, and said, “I believe you might be in trouble. Those Satan followers should be punished by the Lord. Alright, follow me; I will take you to a safe place.”

Father Will smiled and nodded, gesturing for Lin Mo and Qi Fei to follow him.

Qi Fei and Lin Mo exchanged glances, unsure whether to trust this old priest or not.

“Let’s go!” Lin Mo nodded. He wasn’t worried.

Clergy members were usually the purest type of professionals; it was rare for them to be insincere. Lin Mo didn’t worry about being deceived. Worst case, he could fight his way out—after all, it wasn’t his first time.

Before long, a group of young men burst into the church, frantically searching. Seeing the old priest walking slowly, one of them approached and directly asked, “Father, have you seen an Asian man and woman? They are thieves! Please let us know.”

Well, to gain trust, they had already turned the tables. It seemed these people were not new to this game.

To achieve their goals, they would stop at nothing. This despicable behavior couldn’t go unpunished for Lin Mo, and he felt it wasn’t entirely in vain.

The old priest simply shook his head, displaying the standard demeanor of a kind and honest clergyman and said, “Here, there are only God’s children. As long as one repents, God forgives the sins of past wrongdoings. Gentlemen, I haven’t seen the people you mentioned.”

To call the Seraphic Lord a thief—these guys truly deserved hell. Father Will couldn’t help but feel angry, but he kept his composure and showed no signs of cracking.

The young men didn’t entirely believe Father Will’s words and quickly searched every corner of the church, yet they still found nothing. Each person who returned shook their heads at their leader.