502 Who Is in Charge of This?

"We can open the side door," a man said in a hoarse voice. "Let them pass a quarantine. We also have the safety valve and the vacuum chamber there. If they are what they say they are, they would not refuse to pass the quarantine; besides, we can take this opportunity to examine them."

Hearing this, Rembrandt turned around and shouted to the engineer, "Seriously?! If we open the door, what if something goes wrong with the central holy temple? Are you able to take the responsibility then?"

"Thanks for your kindly reminder," the old general engineer sneered. "In fact, the cardinal church has allowed me to be in charge of the limits of authority on security. You can activate the enchantment of the Sacred City, but to activate the facilities of the central holy temple, you would need my permission."

Rembrandt shouted, "Rubens, how dare you!"

"Are you deaf!" Rubens stared at the operation musician. "I command you to open the door!"

The operation musician hesitated and looked at both Rubens and Rembrandt. Rembrandt scolded him and ordered him to take his hands off the keys of the pipe organ.

The operation musician was silent and took his hands off the keys.

Rembrandt was relieved. He looked at Rubens and coldly said, "You disobeyed the orders from your superiors and put the whole central holy temple into danger. Rubens, I hope you have a good explanation when facing the cardinal church."

"I am just doing my duty," Rubens replied coldly. He then glanced at the operation musician and felt very disappointed.

The operation musician didn't dare to look at Rubens, and dodged his eyes.

"There is no need for you to fulfill your duty now." Rembrandt stood in front of Rubens, took off his name badge, and threw in on the ground. "You are suspended now! Go to the cardinal church and prepare for the interrogation."

Rubens sneered, turned around, and left the hall.

When Rubens walked past the operation musician, he stopped and stared at him. "Hal, I am very disappointed with you. It is not because that you have disobeyed my order. You know what, Rembrandt has just been here for two days, and you have abandoned the principles and doctrine to which your father has stuck for his whole life. Both your father and I have backed the wrong horse."

Rubens continued to walk, and when he was about to walk out of the holy temple, he heard a low and deep music.

Rembrandt was stunned, and when he saw Hal playing the pipe organ, his face twisted.

"You b*stard! How dare you! How dare you!"

The operation musician laughed. He took off his badge and threw it to the ground.

"I am sorry, I quit!"

Hearing this, Rembrandt's face convulsed with rage. Before he said anything, the door suddenly opened.

As soon as the door opened, blood flew into the holy temple.

If one wanted to get to the holy temple that had been insulated by two doors, he would have to walk past the closed safety valve and the vacuum chamber. But even so, a huge amount of blood still managed to flow into the temple. The smell of blood permeated the air.

The surviving Knights Templar were walking into the holy temple holding broken swords in their hands. All their armor was also broken, and worse still, the knight who was wearing the gospel armor was already disfigured.

By looking at their armor, the three could see they had been through a heavy fight. Steam was spurting from the broken Aether pipe on the surface of armor. Because of the blood on the armor, the steam turned red as it rose into the air.

Some of the knights took off their broken masks and helmets. Their hair was soaked with sticky blood, and due to their body temperature, the blood had curdled.

After the heavy fight, only twenty-seven knights survived. They all looked like they had just come back from hell.

In the middle of these knights, there were two men. One was a young priest who had been severely shocked by what had happened, the other was a young man wearing a long robe.

The robe had been soaked with devil's blood and turned scarlet. The ashes from the burnt cross were smeared black across the robe. The red mixed together with the black and looked terrifying.

Apart from the young man's robe, what was more startling was his shining white hair and his eyes.

His eyes looked like a dark whirlpool, the entrance to someplace deep and dangerous.

"How dare you break into the holy temple without my permission?!" Rembrandt shouted. He then recognized the knight who was wearing the gospel armor: Vasco. He looked disgusted.

"You are just an insignificant Aquilifer, a small captain! How dare you step into the holy temple without permission!"

"We never expected this would happen." Vasco was silent for while and replied, "We come here to rescue."

"Rescue?" Hearing this, Rembrandt laughed. "Who told you to come here to rescue us? You think too highly of yourself. We do not need your rescue."

Quintin's face looked rather gloomy. Earlier, his face had been cut by the Zombie Knight, leaving a ragged slash on his face. The crack was like a baby's mouth and looked very scary. If it were not for Ye Qingxuan, he would have already become a devil.

"My lord, we simply come here to…"

Before Vasco finished his words, Ye Qingxuan patted on his shoulder and asked him to stop talking.

Rembrandt noticed this young man standing in front of him and looked down upon him.

Strangely, Rembrandt felt he had seen this young man before.

"Are you doing this on purpose?" This young man looked as if he was reading Rembrandt's mind. He squinted his eyes and said, "Single Heart Brother? Ludovic… what have they promised to give you if you agree to work with them?"

"Who are you?" Rembrandt felt he had been seen through by this young man. Suddenly, something occurred to him.

He exclaimed, "Are you Ye Qingxuan?!"

"How dare you!" he shouted at the Knights Templar. "You b*stards! How dare you come here! Go and get him!"

In the blink of an eye, Ye Qingxuan quickly walked past Rembrandt and cut off his head.

Rembrandt's head fell onto the ground and rolled for a short while, then stopped.

Everyone was shocked by this. Dead silence now claimed this holy temple.

Vasco looked at Ye Qingxuan in a daze, struggling to collect his wits.

Rembrandt's body fell on the ground, the blood flowing out and soaking his robe. In just a few minutes, an officiant was killed by Ye Qingxuan.

Seeing this, Vasco began to ask himself if it was a bad idea for him to escort Ye Qingxuan here.

Ye Qingxuan coldly looked at the rest of the people and asked, "Who is in charge here?"

No one replied.

In fact, the one Ye Qingxuan had just killed was in charge of this place.

After a long while, Rubens came forward and said, "I am the general engineer here. I am in charge of the mechanical construction of the enchantment here."

Rubens stared at Ye Qingxuan and said, "I don't care why you come here, and I don't care if you are going to kill the Pope. No matter what, I will try my best to help you." He stopped for a few minutes and said, "But I have a condition…"