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The drums are ringing. The banshees are calling the choir.

By the beautiful Commandment, the priests around me resonated.

The Holy Spirit who transformed the priests of the Kaolium Cult.

It echoes all the way to the Temple of the Chapel of Kaolium.

But there was something different about it.

It is not a beautiful tune with love and compassion.

It depends on the sound of the "enemy" emitted by the sacred legions.

The priests could feel it.

The priests swallowed dry saliva.

The power in my body shook.

The monks who were overwhelmed by emotion took a step back in fear.

Above the barracks, they were able to see.

Berserker Qasim Deryan.

He's coming.

He was once called a brilliant light miracle, and he was also rejected as a fanatic because he had a different faith from it.

“Bow, shoot your bow! ”

“Magic, magic...! ”

The barracks are noisy.

But no one thought to attack.

They are afraid.

If you attack first, you will be overtaken.

But hesitation on the battlefield was foolish.

Qasim Deryan, who leads Holly Knight, opens his mouth.

- Ah...

I exhaled with sexual strength.

He smiles.

Qasim Deryan felt comfortable.

I've never had such a cozy rest.

This was salvation, a strong faith.

It was also the hope that arose from deep faith.

He dies, he's reborn.

The power and spirit of faith.

His wish came true.

No, not all wishes have been made yet.

His eyes move.

I looked at the followers of the Kaolium Cult.

Disgusting creatures.

Corrupt and corrupt.

Qasim opens his mouth.

- Faithless followers.

A split voice comes out.

- Corrupt lambs.

He narrows his eyes.

- To you.

Raise the sword.

- Judgment!

In a moment, everything slows down.

Draws the sword and strikes.

Kung-!

The air expands. It bursts out of compression.

The blade of wind blows fiercely and crashes into the barricade.

The priests' eyes widen.

As they look down under the barricade from which they ascend, an explosion occurs.

A 10-meter barricade crumbles down.

A sharp piece of wood pierces your head and penetrates your body.

“Ahhhh!”

“Tsi, therapy! ”

The priests hurriedly move.

I tried to reach out to my colleague.

Kung-! Kung-!

You hear a loud drum beating in your heart.

The priests raised their heads.

Away, the legions of the dead move.

It flashes an eyelight and advances to kill itself.

“D-Run...”

“Stop him!”

The priests raised their heads.

Their gaze is upon Cardinal Michael on the temple balcony.

“You are a people blessed by the gods. Don't give in to the dead! ”

The priests' eyes widen.

They look at Michael.

“Your faith will soon be the true strength. We have the Book of God. God has a will. Gaia is with you! ”

Michael rolls up his sleeves.

The runes are engraved on his sleeve.

The golden rune glows.

“May God bless you! ”

Michael's voice echoes.

Along with the oracle of the Holy Spirit, AzTalun of God begins to react.

The temple itself began to turn golden.

Aztalun engraved all over the temple.

It proclaims the temple externally.

The earth has the sacred power.

It resonates with the Holy Spirit carved into the priests' bodies.

The feeling of fear fades away gradually.

The priests' eyes were shaken.

Seeing him, Michael groans.

Again, the miracle that occurred without the preparation process was ineffective.

Michael has declared a ranch.

“Save your comrades. Prepare to subdue the dead. The Aztal Rune opens in the Temple! ”

The priests looked at him.

He is the High Priest of the Kaolium Church.

And he was going to be the Pope to create a new Pantheon.

He's chanting it himself.

“We are those who have the will of God. The sanctuary of Gaia will be with us for the first time! ”

The two cardinals who were watching him opened their eyes wide.

They could see.

Cardinal Michael with a faint tremor.

One is a forgery, and the one with the letter of the god Aztalun.

He was terrified of an army of commandos in front of him.

“Everyone... defend the sanctuary! ”

The priests gripped it.

The young cardinal shouted.

“There is Aztalun. I cannot surrender to the dead! ”

Once you get out of here, you can't survive.

They will be chased by the Holy See and banished to heresy.

I had to struggle.

Yes, we must struggle to survive and establish a new Pantheon.

If you are Cardinal Michael with Aztalun, you can do your part well if he becomes the Pope.

The cardinals' cry, the sacred power from the temple.

All of them dominated the feelings of the priests.

The eyes of those who were afraid changed.

The paladins have moved forward.

Priests are caught by their wounded comrades.

“To the temple...! ”

“Let's go to the sanctuary. It's safe!”

“Stop it, stop the commander from marching! ”

The paladins have fallen in front.

Raise the shield.

They shared Michael's feelings through Aztalun.

I feel his faith.

Cardinal, no, Pope Michael will protect himself!

A commander riding a Skeleton Horse wearing a mountain goat skull and bone armor.

7 The prince's gaze was on the priests.

I saw their traits.

Greed and corruption, pleasure, selfishness. I have all the tendencies I need to be a corrupt priest.

You can be called a vigilante.

Nevertheless, their tendencies are changing.

They resonate with Michael's voice and are given "faith" in their character.

The emotions were heightened, and the fear faded away.

His strength went up too.

The seven popes moved their gaze and looked at the temple.

The first temple to serve Guia.

There was a powerful force emanating from the temple itself.

‘What a strange power. ’

The power radiating from the temple?

No, that's not all.

His gaze is on Michael.

Cardinal Michael.

He was harnessing the entire power of the temple.

[Name: Michael Castia.

Age: 105

Characteristics: a strong belief, vast stamina, ownership of AzTalun, and an honest heart. Clean Faith.

+ Humans should be honest with emotions. Pleasure and greed are also God-given feelings. True emotion is a strong faith!]

‘Strong Faith. ’

Unlike other priests, there is no corruption and corruption, no cleanliness and no impurity.

You can't help but wonder.

The leader of a corrupt, power-hungry group is this clean?

He truly believed in his‘ justice ’.

I wanted to lead corrupt priests and establish a true Pantheon.

He has no malice.

I believe in God and its essence much more than the Archbishop Raphael.

Ironic, isn't it?

He's the enemy of the Holy See.

But he crossed the line.

I touched something I shouldn't have touched.

“Kill."

The seven popes pointed.

Then the dead cry out.

They ran away.

The paladins shouted.

“Dust -!”

The shield is placed.

“Pike-!"

Raise the long window behind you.

They draw a harsh breath between the helm and the shield.

It's coming at you.

The Knights of Light, Holly Knight and Qasim Deryan, lead them...!

“Oh, oh, oh! ”

Scream.

At least until all the priests enter the temple, we should wait for them to raise their ‘prayers’ and use 'AzTalun’ to fully use their power.

This was a defensive battle. We had to defend them until they accomplished a divine miracle.

Just like I dealt with Archbishop Raphael.

- Heroes.

Qasim Deryan's voice echoes.

He stepped on the ground.

At the same time, Holly Knight was ready to follow him.

- You will be judged!

And Qasim's body bounces off like an explosion.

The paladins' eyes widen.

In the blink of an eye, knights of light appeared right in front of us.

They wield their weapons.

It explodes.

The flesh is fried and the shield and armor are torn to shreds without color.

- Aaaahhh!

A banshee calling the choir shoots a bow.

An arrow with the Holy Spirit rises into the air.

One arrow splits into dozens, hundreds, thousands of raining arrows.

“Aah!”

You pierced the backs of the priests fleeing to the temple.

Bang, bang! Bang!

The ground echoes, and the Bone Golem and the Stone Statue move.

“Shoot the magic! ”

Priests used magic.

The arrows of light made of holy power hit the Bone Golem and the Stone Statue, but the magic-resistant golems had no effect.

Macro statue, Cyclops golem glitters at the starlight.

You emit rays of light and turn the priests' bodies into solid statues.

The Bone Golems gallop, wielding their swords and maces, blowing the paladins and priests into the air.

Overwhelming.

As priests with no combat experience, they were slaughtered unilaterally.

That's not the end of the problem.

Seven on a Skeleton Horse slowly approached the temple.

He summons his staff and slams it to the ground.

His grades spread.

The priests who were killed stand up, all muttering.

The faces of the paladins who had fled to the temple and stopped the priests and the dead were stiff.

“What the hell is that? ”

The priests who had just been colleagues, they became "zombies."

- Queahhhh!

I rolled my eyes at the priests and the paladins.

The walkers rush towards the paladins.

The paladins turn pale as they block them with their shields.

“This... ”

Catastrophe, per se.

Michael grips his teeth.

The Faithfuls are dying. At this rate, they will be extinct.

He shouted at the young cardinals.

“The congregation is being defiled. AzTalun's preparations!”

“Hyun, it's happening now! ”

“But large-scale magic is complete. You can still kill that demon! ”

At the window of the temple, the priests were praying.

What they're preparing for is massive magic.

It was exercised.

Through the dark night.

A bright light sprinkles from the sky.

The seven princes raised their heads.

A huge sword of light that floats high in the sky.

A ten metre spike in the blade floats.

It was falling towards the Seven.

“What's that?”

A divine blow created by 555 priests inside the temple.

The celestial sword.

It falls down.

Cut the air.

You sink roughly as if to tear apart all the giant black dead.

Seeing that, Banshee, Giant Statue, and Qasim Deryan work together toward the Celestial Sword, but they all bounce off.

“Die, demon! ”

Priests shout.

Cardinal Michael, who was on the balcony, also had an indifferent look in his eyes.

If that were the case, we should be able to stop the Seven.

The Celestial Sword approaches.

Rough winds swirl around you.

The 7th saw it and did not intend to run away.

I just look up.

Did he give up?

As the divine sword tries to strike him down completely, the seven popes wield their staff.

Bup-!

The blade cracked before it could reach me.

It spreads like a spider web in an instant.

"...!"

Even Cardinal Michael, who was watching him on the balcony with the priests in the temple, opened his eyes.

The Celestial Sword is broken.

The god strikes the mountain as it is.

Decomposes and disappears.

"What the..."

7A staff held by the prince.

Effect of a skill contained in Amon's Staff that has been developed with wonder.

[Void Skill]

“This is ridiculous.... ”

Cardinal Michael was shocked and stepped back.

He looked down.

The seven popes didn't come any closer.

Instead, the Stone Statues align around it.

Five metres of megalomaniacs grabbed the equivalent of a giant spear.

In his presence, Cardinal Michael kept his mouth shut.

"Really?"

The marble statues leaned back.

Grab the spear.

It's a throwing pose.

“Oh, my God!"

Michael hurriedly turns around and plunges into the temple.

The Stone Statue throws a spear.

A giant spear pierces the balcony.

Parts of the Temple fall.

“Sa, save-!"

The priests who entered the temple were crushed to death by falling rocks.

The spear grabs and digs its narrow balcony, crushing two of the young cardinals who were running away.

He also tore apart Michael's lower half completely.

“Aaahhhh!”

“Mi, Cardinal Michael! ”

The priests inside the temple rushed to him.

Rarely pulls Michael.

However, my lower half was already torn apart and my blood was pouring out.

“Aah!”

Michael's eyes flip over in pain for the first time.

“Ah, AzTalun. Prepare Aztalun...! ”

“It's over!”

Michael takes a breath from the priest.

“Guia -!"

He prays.

“May you pass on the death of this poor lamb. Resurrect the torn flesh from your grace! ”

Michael screams and pleads.

And the miracle of God was done.

Blood flows.

The torn flesh is restored.

The lower half, which was completely crushed, was rebuilt.

Michael, who was losing his mind with his eyes turned upside down, saw that the pain was gone.

My mind was also cleared.

He stands up on Jupiter Island.

“Phew... ”

Inhaled, exhaled.

At that moment, again, in front of him, the wall collapses.

The window flies.

A massive spear burrows through every corner of the temple, reaching just ahead of Michael in a flash.

“Fool!”

I pulled the power out of my body.

He reaches out and pushes himself into the palm towards the end of the giant spear, trying to push him away.

Kung-!

The blade snapped.

The spear shatters and pushes back.

It's a supernatural force for a human to wager on.

“Gaia! Restore the first sanctuary to serve you!" ”

The spear in Michael's cry leaves.

The fallen temple has been restored.

“And save the faithful! ”

Injured patients who enter the temple, even those near death, are sprayed with light and healed.

Michael watches him.

The priests, who experienced miracles, gave a cheer.

This is the "miracle of sexual strength" by the Declaration of the Temple.

It was the power of Aztalun.

The power to maximize the power of the clergy and achieve miracles.

Michael heads for the balcony again.

The dead are out there, and the devil is leading them.

“Allen Olfalls. ”

The seven popes looked at him.

7 The prince was looking at it rather surprisingly.

“Demon commander. You will not defile this sanctuary! As long as I have Aztalun...!"

“Aztalun?”

You hear a split voice from the mountain goat's skull.

Michael looks at him, flawed.

Inside the helmet, there is anger in the eyes.

Of course, he's the master who tried to assassinate himself.

But there were emotional changes in those eyes.

“That's right. ”

Immediately, Michael realized what that feeling was.

It's greed.

He's...

“Good item. ”

... he wanted the runes engraved on his body.