Chapter 988: Chapter 545: Dueling from Afar, First Glimpse of the Truth (Part 3)

Roaring, the burst of holy silver repeating crossbow bolts were shot at the young faction soldiers.

Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!...

The crossbow, with its powerful armor-piercing ability, almost ended the era of the Order of Knights, causing the nobility-trained knights, despite decades of preparation and expensive equipment, to miserably perish like worthless weeds at the feet of a mere farmer.

Simple yet formidable abilities, [Burst Fire]! [Armor-Piercing]!

With a firing speed faster than a bolt-action rifle, paired with a sharpness that could easily penetrate any armor, the operation troops faced the greatest wave of casualties since the action began.

Seven or eight soldiers near the shattered stained glass window fell powerlessly into pools of blood.

Ponde Elliot regretted not leaving an escape route when constructing the underground palace. If there were a passage, he could have fled directly outside the cathedral, rather than needing to fight his way back.

But at this moment, there was no time to consider such things.

With a Bishop’s Authority Ring comparing to a Fifth Order Legend, possessing the real battle power of a thousand warriors, he was confident of escape unless surrounded by an entire army.

His cold gaze swept across everyone present.

"City Guards and Royal Capital Garrison Corps, and all the reformist faction nobility.

I have been too merciful to you.

Wait for me, once I join forces with the troops of the Protective Army outside and the main force of the Tribunal, I will surely cleanse Amarin Fort with blood, sending you and your families onto the pyre!

To become true torches."

The Gluttonous Worm’s surprise attacks disrupted the soldiers’ formation, creating a perfect escape opportunity for him, with few obstacles left at the escape route.

This Archbishop, not lingering in battle, fired a dozen arrows to create openings, then immediately launched [Holy Prayer], sprouting a pair of light wings behind him, ready to flee to safety.

However, he did not see any panic on the Earl’s face.

Instead, he heard a cold yet extremely familiar voice in his ears:

"Archbishop, please return. Our Lord’s will cannot be altered; tonight, the church faction... none shall remain!"

Looking up, he discovered a figure in ordinary soldier attire, unexpectedly swift.

With light wings sprouting from his back, wearing a similar Bishop’s Authority Ring, wielding a flaming chain shield that came crashing down.

Boom!

Ponde Elliot only had time to block with the [Crossbow], before being fiercely struck from the air, surrounded by soldiers.

"Open fire!"

The metallic storm poured over his body without restraint, causing his Holy Light shield to tremble.

Another "Archbishop" from above swooped down, chanting holy words, swinging the chain shield, forcing him to retreat continuously:

"History’s Revisers weaving the threads of time, the origin of all transformations, the ultimate Harmonizer of All Things, His Majesty Saint Byron!

Please cast your gaze, granting me fate’s protection!"

[Myriad Wings Angel]’s shadow flashed briefly behind the newcomer, transmitting no power, yet its nearly creator-like high rank had already severed his fate.

Ponde Elliot finally saw the attacker’s face, exclaiming in shock:

"Is it you, Rohart?!

You bastard, dared betray the Orthodox Church."

It was none other than Gidro Rohart, the close aide meant to serve by the Evernight Queen’s side, a Papal Liaison Officer and Imperial Cleric, [Twilight Deacon], who had struck.

His other identity was Byron’s first follower, a black witch who successfully entered the "Gospel of Heaven."

"You are the heretics who betrayed the creator’s teachings; the Holy Spirit is the true king, all opposers shall die!"

Rohart pounced like a tiger downhill, causing the opponent to vomit blood.

For more than half a month, relying on the core ritual [Angel’s Descent], channeling the Myriad Wings Angel’s power into his body, slowly transforming his flesh.

Molding the flesh to better adapt to the sacred power, significantly enhancing physical fitness, endurance, recovery power, and the ascension speed in the Order of Sanctity.

Though Rohart had entered less than a month, under Byron’s special care, his physical fitness had long surpassed mortal limits.

In similar professions, with the same Bishop’s Authority Ring, he completely dominated against former colleagues.

Byron no longer needed to watch the final outcome, turning instead to the southern night sky, seemingly seeing a pair of dark hands:

"Rohart utilized his mission back to St. Peter’s Cathedral for the opportunity to teleport back to Amarin Fort, for performing this human experiment for me, testing your ability limits.

Mother-in-law says in fate’s path, rank overpowers strength; I want to see if you can meddle in a fate obstructed by [Myriad Wings Angel].

If you somehow kill Rohart remotely, it’s his bad luck; someday, should I replace the creator, I’ll arrange for him to ascend to Heaven.

If you don’t kill him, I’ll have to find an opportunity... to kill you!" 𝚏𝕣𝕖𝚎𝚠𝚎𝚋𝚗𝐨𝐯𝕖𝕝.𝕔𝐨𝕞

A thousand miles away, in the dormitory at Feirentui University.

The figure under the whale oil lamp frowned, staring fixedly at the inscription on the "History of the Silver Continent":

"Cardinal Roschild Archbishop Ponde Elliot, relying on the Worm Cathedral’s committed cover, succeeded in breaking out, leading the Protective Army and Tribunal back to the Royal Capital Amarlingburg.

Bloodbath for the reformists and all opponents, reaffirming his authority and dominance.

Completely eliminating the possibility of the Kalmar Union of Three Nations merging into the North Sea Empire without going through years of large-scale wars, powerless to resist before the ’Collapse Plan of the Silver Continent’ is launched.