Evening Bell Church

"Is this the power of God?" Duke, Stephen, Yieta and the other six people were dumbfounded, their eyes and expressions were full of horror and...admiration.

The devastating storm just now fell from the sky, crushing all the cultists who were ready to kill them. The cold and efficient destruction, like a wheel crushing a bug, made them redefine what is killing, what is destruction, and what is crushing in their own worldview.

The enemy that made them feel afraid just now has now been wiped out under the power of the Great Lord. Several people looked up with great piety and respect in their hearts, and their eyes were full of longing.

At this time, they had no distractions in their hearts, no hesitation, they were already extremely fanatical and wanted to surrender to this terrifying power.

The storm and lightning gradually dissipated. Surprisingly, the people on the opposite side did not all die.

Almost half of the more than 20 people died, and all the sorceresses among them survived.

At this time, these sorceresses were crawling on the ground, their whole bodies were shaking violently, their faces were pale, and their hearts were on the verge of being drowned by fear.

Just at that moment, they had experienced the most terrifying and desperate situation since they were young.

When the storm fell from the sky, they felt that the entire sky was collapsing and hitting them.

At that moment, their brains were blank, and they didn't even know how to dodge, resist, or be afraid.

They just stared blankly at the "sky" collapsing.

After that, they witnessed the instant evaporation of the fierce and terrifying cultists around them.

Yes, not cutting, not crushing, nor any other means.

But evaporation!

The indescribable force of the storm acted on these people in an instant, tearing all their tissues, even their spirits and thoughts into pieces, turning them into the smallest particles in the world.

At that moment, they felt that it was not killing, but a sacred and great existence purifying the filth in the world.

They had never seen such killings, and they didn't even expect that so many people could be completely evaporated at once in such a sacred and magnificent way.

The chief instructor of their female sorcerer's combat power is a master-level mystic profession, Shadow Mage.

She is an invincible existence in the eyes of the female sorcerer. No matter what mysterious person she faces, she can easily deal with it and completely kill it.

However, such an invincible existence still cannot withstand the terrifying storm, and even did not last for 0.1 second.

Gran, who was standing next to her, witnessed the destruction of this powerful existence with his own eyes.

Before blinking, the person was still standing there intact.

But when she blinked and opened her eyes again, the person had disappeared.

She knew very well that the black-spotted female sorcerer did not escape, but was evaporated.

That did not require any evidence or deduction, because her inspiration told her.

Then Gran closed his eyes in despair, thinking in his heart: "If I can die without pain like this, it may be a good choice."

There are many people who have similar ideas as Gran.

But in the few seconds of closing their eyes and waiting for death, they did not wait for their own destruction, but felt an extremely powerful existence from the storm.

That existence is like the master of the world, omniscient and omnipotent, watching everything in the world.

His divine power is boundless, and his divine power is omnipotent.

This storm is just a tiny corner of him. Even the breath that descended here is just a casual thought of him.

That momentum is really too terrifying and too powerful.

The moment they felt it, all the sorceresses did not hesitate at all, and crawled on the ground trembling all over, their hearts full of longing and caution, for fear of causing displeasure to that great existence.

They didn't know why that great existence killed those people and left them, and they didn't dare to think about it, for fear that their foolish speculation would cause a more terrible disaster.

The sorceresses crawling on the ground kept their minds focused, and used all their thoughts and wills to express their reverence and respect.

They didn't even know if anyone else survived besides themselves.

Not far from them, Kas's eyes were full of red light and excitement. It was also the first time he witnessed the corner of the great Lord's divine power with his own eyes.

Those solemn knights usually treat their believers very kindly and friendly, and they can't see what kind of power these knights have.

Today, at this time and place, Cass saw it, and he also understood the boundless power of the great Lord more intuitively.

"Witness the boundless power of my Lord! Then be afraid! Bow down!" Cass suddenly opened his arms and roared with a fanatical and excited expression.

This roar made Yieta, Duke and others feel excited.

Because they knew clearly that Cass was not lying.

At the same time, the fog in the sky rolled.

Duke and others saw those powerful wolf knights soaring from the warships with a stream of blue light.

The ghost wolf stepped on the air with its limbs and ran to the ground in the air.

The distance was getting closer and closer, and everyone on the ground felt that the terrifying pressure was getting bigger and bigger, and more and more terrifying.

At the moment when the knights landed, even Yieta, Duke and others knelt on the ground powerlessly and bowed to worship.

The only one who was still standing was Cass.

At this time, Cass walked over with a pious look on his face and nodded slightly to the knights.

The knights knew Cass, and they knew the whole story when they summoned him.

"Cass, you did a great job!" A knight walked down with praise and affirmation in his tone.

"It is the greatest honor of my life to be able to spread the power of my Lord." Cass said sincerely.

This is not false, but comes from the heart.

After all, no matter who it is, having a god as a backer, the sense of security and glory makes them almost want to show off in front of all humans.

The white-haired knight nodded affirmatively, and then said solemnly: "You can go back first. My Lord and the Pope are very satisfied with your performance. The Pope is ready to reward you."

Cass did not refuse after hearing this, but bowed and accepted it frankly.

This is the doctrine of the Evening Bell Church. All hypocritical excuses are blasphemy against the gods.

Seeing Cass's body disappear in the mist, Yieta, Duke and others were immediately uneasy, after all, they were not familiar with these knights.

Moreover, these mighty knights were too scary.

After Kas left, the white-haired knight looked around, and the solemn and majestic voice sounded again: "You six, sit behind my mounts for a while."

Hearing this, Yieta and Duke nodded like chickens pecking at rice, as surprised as a group of children eating candy.

As for the remaining 14 sorceresses, what awaits them will be cold iron chains.