Chapter 152: Stirring Waves
“Who goes there?!”
“Assassin—!”
Under the night breeze, shouts erupted as a few piercing screams filled the air, and within an instant, the entire church descended into chaos. The church knights reacted with impressive speed—within mere seconds from hearing the commotion, spotting me, and realizing the guards were already gathering swords, ready to charge.
“No, wait, looks like someone in a black robe…”
“Isn’t that the one who came in with Lord Tarlasya…?”
However, instead of jumping into action, they hesitated for a moment. Though they eyed me with nervous caution and drew their swords, the Choir of Saints cloak I wore momentarily stumped them. One knight shouted in confusion, “What’s happening?! What’s going on?!”
I, of course, had no intention of answering such questions.
Instead, I simply looked down at them, gazing at the increasing number of knights gathering around, and slowly raised my right hand to the sky, palm open.
Bang bang bang—!
Three icy cannonballs shot forth, shimmering with frost, piercing the dark night sky.
“What’s going on??”
“What is he doing…?”
“Where did Lord Tarlasya go?!”
“Hey—”
The knights below grew increasingly nervous, even the noble guards joined in, surrounding the church tighter than a burrito.
In the distance, more clerics sprinted out from the courtyard…
In the next instant, blazing lightning split the darkness outside the church, and with a resounding crash, it struck beside me, with Sword Demon Miss stepping out from the spreading electricity.
She seemed to have taken a bit of damage—a small cut on her face and her clothes a bit tattered. But as she stood before me, her breath was steady, and her expression was calm.
“Did you take them all out?” I asked her.
“Yep.”
Sword Demon Miss nodded.
“Good.” I pointed at the gaping hole I had created at my feet. “Guard this spot and protect any woman with black hair and black eyes like me. Keep an eye on that Pope Knight’s every move!”
“d*mn it, how did you track us?! How did that lightning order get in here?! Have your eyes gone blind—”
“Nothing but trouble…”
Buzz!
Amid the chaotic shouts, a blinding golden light suddenly flashed from the distant courtyard, the sound of divine miracles echoed right before me. The brightness forced me to squint. Almost immediately, an elderly priest in clerical robes emerged from the golden light, reaching for Sword Demon Miss.
“Who are you…?”
“Scram!”
At the same time, I launched a punch.
The icy wind from my fist, wrapped in sharp frost, whistled through the air, aiming straight at the old man’s chest. His reaction was swift; golden light flared in his eyes as he conjured a Sin Barrier by his side. Clearly, he had some tricks up his sleeve, boasting a solid faith power, enough to be this cocky and approach Sword Demon Miss directly…
Seeing my punch come at him, he had the audacity to not even dodge, intending to block with that flimsy barrier.
Ha…
You really overestimate yourself.
Boom—
Crash!
Without a moment’s hesitation, my punch obliterated the barrier he had just conjured, the force crashing into his chest with the power of a cannon, crushing ribs as if embedding my fist into his flesh!
“Ugh…”
He let out a muffled groan, coughing up bl**d, unable to react in time. With a whoosh, he was sent flying, crashing through a high wall in the courtyard, buried under fallen bricks, motionless.
This all happened in under a second.
The chaos abruptly fell silent.
And then—
It erupted with thunderous roars.
“Father Priest!!”
“How is this possible—”
“Enemy attack!!!”
“Seal this place, don’t let them escape—”
Buzz buzz buzz buzz buzz…
Amid the disorganized shouts, the divine light shone brightly from all directions, akin to golden stars sprinkling in the night. In the blink of an eye, several holy lances shot up from below, a huge golden bell rapidly forming above. The nearby knights whispered prayers, wrapping themselves in faint protective shields, preparing to charge.
At that moment, a blinding white light flickered from my chest.
“Roarrrrrr—!!!”
Like a mountain collapsing and a tsunami hitting, the dragon’s roar sent shockwaves rippling outward, blasting rooftops off in a flurry of tiles and scattering the holy lances that veered off course, grazing my sides as they flew into the darkness behind me.
“Ah…”
“I can’t hear, I can’t hear, my ears!”
Pained cries echoed around, even Sword Demon Miss, who had retreated behind me, swayed under the impact, nearly tumbling through the gaping hole behind us. Luckily, that shockwave had surged toward the front, causing her no substantial harm…
I glanced back at her.
When I turned to face the knights below again, the streaks of white in my hair began spreading, two sharp horns slowly pushing through my slick strands, growing gradually.
I understood…
I really didn’t need to unleash this much firepower to deal with them.
It wasn’t necessary…
But, I just wanted to.
I wanted to vent something…
Even if that thought was just a flicker, it didn’t disturb my mood.
I felt no anger.
Or irritation, frustration, or sadness—nothing at all.
Before, outside Baihao City, when I unleashed a calamity of icy rain, wiping out almost an entire knight army, I felt nothing for their tragic deaths.
Not even when I punched the old man earlier.
And…
When I saw my mother.
Looking at her sorrowful face, hearing her cry out those words when she hugged me and feeling her warmth…
I knew she had endured significant torment these past two years due to me; she loved me dearly, and losing me again had plunged her into immense pain. Her expression pained me, making me realize that my previous desire to avoid seeing them was, in fact, quite selfish.
I understood all this.
I was fully aware.
I was willing to put in more effort to ensure she didn’t have to suffer like this again.
But…
I still felt no emotional fluctuations.
Maybe…
Just maybe, a tiny bit.
But that flicker was so faint that even I found it hard to grasp.
I should feel saddened.
However—
There was not even a hint of sorrow.
Nothing at all.
Nothing…
“Rooooar—!!!”
The dragon’s roar resonated again throughout the area, the incredible wind nearly knocking the nearby knights off their feet, the cold wind surged around me like a violent tide, as if trying to rip the entire roof off. My crimson eyes gradually revealed more knights and clerics, all wrapped in golden light, rushing toward me.
…All just to deliver d*ath.
In the next moment, I raised my right hand before me, palm open.
To the most crowded area…
Avoiding the refugees in the courtyard, where the church warriors had gathered the most.
Rumble rumble rumble rumble rumble—
A chilling wind abruptly swept through the night sky.
The azure frost power, swirling like a vortex above my head, caused countless ice chunks to converge toward the center, shrinking and compressing into a frigid meteor several dozen meters wide.
This…
Should be enough.
I wasted no time, swinging my hand down.
Amid the knights’ chaotic and frenzied shouts, that meteor plummeted toward the towering church before me.
