The system told him.
Although I entered the Valoran continent through the gate of dreams, everything here is not a dream. He is no different from the entity who has passed through. If he dies, he will really die.
Still be careful.
After all, the lol world is also a top-level fourth-order plane, and its power level is still relatively high.
"The Pope is not in the city."
You Lan immediately answered him.
Su Chen frowned, "Are you afraid of being fooled?"
"..."
"The fighting power of the temple is not supported by the Pope alone?"
"The four major cardinals, the three major knight commanders. Which one is not a holy rank? Not to mention, there must be other hidden strengths!"
"Su Chen, I know you are very strong. The youngest magister + holy warrior in the mainland, but you are only one person, can you break into the dragon's lake and tiger's lair?"
Youlan of the Night glared at Su Chen angrily.
She didn't expect this person, also so irrational, to actually want to save someone alone - what is the difference between this and suicide?
"Why are you cultivating a holy rank?"
Su Chen narrowed his eyes and looked out the window. "Can't wait any longer!"
After saying that, he flew out with a "swish!", and suddenly disappeared. Lacus and Youlan didn't even have time to stop him.
The two girls looked at each other, then hurriedly pushed the door out, chasing after Su Chen.
"crazy!"
"It's crazy!"
Youlan stepped out of the bedroom in one step, escaped into the fog world, and followed Lacus.
"Could it be possible that he really wants to single out several holy ranks alone? Rescue a witch at the gate of the main altar of the Temple of Light?"
"Even our church would never dare to do such a thing!"
"This lunatic!"
The capital of the Kingdom of Demacia, Mithril City, Grand Plaza.
Tens of thousands of Demacians gathered in front of the gate of the towering giant temple building to watch the monthly execution ceremony.
On the square, there are crowds of people.
Many civilians in common clothes raised their arms and shouted, smashing rotten vegetables and rotten eggs. Throw it on the scaffold.
"Burn her!"
"Burn this devil's minion!"
"Fallen woman, shame on you!"
"Goddess, from such a distance, I can smell the devil's stench emanating from her body!"
"Light it up! Light it up!"
"Burn her! Burn her!!"
The voices are like a tide.
Shyvana raised her frail head and looked around, feeling desolate and unwilling.
She had arrived here in the capital with her mother. At that time, there happened to be a witch in her forties who was tied to the stake, wearing a crown of thorns, and her long wet hair draped over her chest. Around his neck is a bright stone that suppresses magic power, his body is riddled with whips, and his clothes are ragged...
Unexpectedly, he also became like this.
"Death is death."
"At least Ashe got away."
Shyvana closed her eyes in despair.
The temple knights were stationed on all sides of the execution platform, each of them was tall and mighty, wearing bright armor, majestic and intimidating.
Beside the stake, a bishop in white is holding a scripture. Muttering non-stop:
"...May the Goddess forgive your sins...May the Holy Fire cleanse and bathe your whole body..."
"Asilluia."
Closing the scriptures, the bishop in white couldn't hide his disgust,
Glancing at the devil's servant for the last time, he turned around and waved at the temple knights on both sides, "Light it up, burn her to death!"
"Here."
Two Templars from the burning holy fire. Take out the torch and throw it on the stake.
Some kind of flammable sap was poured on the pile of firewood surrounding Shyvana, and it would ignite when it caught fire!
"Fuck!"
Huge clusters of flames suddenly rose!
Under the watchful eyes of everyone, these raging flames turned into platinum color, circled into the sky, and condensed into the shape of a four-winged female angel in midair!
The flame angel has kind eyebrows and kind eyes, spreading its long wings. Make a crowd-hugging pose!
"Appeared!"
"miracle!"
"So beautiful!"
"Angels are messengers sent by the Goddess of Light. In order to wash away the sins of us humans, let's praise the angels together!"
The masses knelt down one after another. Worshiped, the mouth is still plausible.
In the distance, a magician quietly hid his wand back into his sleeve.
There are tall and mighty temple knights blocking the line of sight. These ignorant people have no idea that the once-a-month トFire Angel Miracleド is actually a simple fourth-level magic—Condensation Flame.
"Ahhh..."
Shyvana's screams were heard from the stake.
Misery, pain, tingling scalp, and the instinct to survive made her struggle crazily.
But the Bright God Stone Necklace worn around her neck deprived her of all her abilities, and at the same time made her body extremely weak, unable to break free from the steel shackles at all.
"Ha~~"
"Boring."
Under the stage, a magician couldn't help but yawned.
They can see such scenes and hear such voices every month, and they have long been used to it.
No matter how miserable the witch howled. Landing in their ears is also a tickle.
But at this moment, a sudden change occurred!
"Um?"
A temple knight's eyes floated up to the sky, and he was stunned suddenly, thinking that he was wrong!
what did he see
water!
Lots and lots of water!
There is about the size of a small lake of water, condensed into a super large water ball, floating in the sky. Flying in the direction of the stake.
The sunlight that falls on the square passes through it, becoming mottled and distorted.
"Enemy attack!"
This thought quickly popped into his mind, and he drew his sword and pointed at the sky, "Enemy attack!!"
The voice just fell.
The huge water polo in the sky crashed down!
Everyone didn't react!
"Boom!"
"Wow!!"
"Wow!!"
"Wow!!!"
The huge water ball hit the execution platform, and the splash of water instantly extinguished the fire on the stake.
The sudden torrent sent the knights stationed on the platform flying, and the weak magicians even rushed farther and turned over the ground.
The common people didn't know what was going on, and they all rushed in disorder, and the scene was chaotic.
"This... this is..."
Shivana, who was tied to the stake, was also stunned.
rain?
Impossible, even if it is raining, there is no such way!
It can only be explained by magic!
"Did Ashe and Lux find someone to rescue me?"
"This is the main altar of the Temple of Light!"
Shyvana was delighted, but worried at the same time.
But soon, she looked up and saw a figure in the sky.
Although the whole body of this person was covered in a large black robe, she still recognized him immediately.
"That is……"
"Lord Su Chen!"
Shyvana was stunned and almost couldn't restrain herself, calling out Su Chen's name.
Moment!
Tears welled up in her eyes!
"Crack!"
"Crack!"
The sound of several steel chains snapping sounded, and Shivana's scarred body fell from the stake.
A soft invisible force held her back and brought her to the sky...