Aengus tilted his head, a faint smirk playing on his lips as he looked at the two. "Well, well. Isn't this a touching reunion? But I'm sorry; I'm not in the mood to talk to you two right now. See you, Saintess..."
With that, Aengus casually clenched the delicate hand of his feminine disguise, channeling his raw strength. The very air trembled under the sheer weight of his power.
Elyon and the Saintess stood frozen, speechless at the overwhelming energy radiating from him. An ominous premonition gripped their hearts.
"N-No, don't..." Elyon stammered, his face pale.
Without hesitation, the two fled the chamber, taking Valen's unconscious body with them in a desperate bid to escape.
And then—
"BOOOOOOOM!"
Aengus's solid punch landed on the magically reinforced ground, triggering an apocalyptic explosion at the point of impact.
The underground chamber was obliterated, reduced to dust and ash in an instant, including the previously formidable barriers. A significant portion of the Cathedral crumbled from the middle, its foundation shattered.
The rebound force sent Aengus hurtling into the air, but his powerful defensive skills left him unharmed.
Hovering above the Cathedral, Aengus wore an evil smirk as he surveyed the chaos below.
"Until we meet again, Saintess. Farewell, for now," he said, waving mockingly at the enraged duo on the ground.
As he turned to leave, Aengus noticed a formidable figure approaching—the Archbishop of the Cathedral, a powerful level-700 elder.
Without hesitation, Aengus activated his mastery of space laws, vanishing instantly on the sky.
His departure left all the Clergymen, Acolytes, Holy Knights, and Paladins staring in shock and disbelief.
"Sinner!"
The Archbishop, a seemingly seventy-year-old man with an aura of immense power, barked angrily, his voice echoing through the wreckage after failing to catch the imposter.
With clenched fists and gritted teeth, he descended gracefully, landing beside Elyon and the Saintess, his expression dark with fury.
He muttered to himself as his gaze swept over the bars, "Where are you, lady? I don't have all day..."
Suddenly, his eyes locked onto a faint life signature in a secluded cell at the far end of the corridor.
Aengus used Appraisal and immediately identified the woman. The silver locket around her neck was clearly visible, confirming her identity.
"Who—who are you? I don't know anything... Don't hurt me anymore... "
The injured woman looked at the unfamiliar young man, fear evident in her trembling voice.
"I was sent by your daughter to save you... Now hurry up!" Aengus replied firmly as he began melting the extremely reinforced black metal bars of the cage, which were inscribed with powerful runes.
It struck him as odd. Why was this woman given so much attention, locked away in such a heavily fortified cage? Was it simply because she was affiliated with demons?
Even with his Appraisal, the information on her wasn't enough to clarify his doubts. Something about her imprisonment didn't feel right.
The woman named, Amarian was surprisedd by the sheer power of the young man.
She straightened her posture, becoming worried for her safety.
She couldn't trust a unfamiliar man, just with his mere words alone.
Aengus found it troublesome.
The woman inside still continued to look at him with a mix of fear and confusion.
"I said, your daughter sent me," Aengus reiterated, trying to reassure her. "If you stay here, you'll rot. So, move. Now."
The woman hesitated, her body trembling. "My... my daughter? She's alive?"
"Yes," Aengus replied sharply, keeping his focus on dismantling the cage. "And she's waiting for you. But if we don't leave now, neither of you will see each other again."
As the last of the cage's bars gave way, the woman cautiously stepped out, her frail form almost collapsing before Aengus caught her arm to steady her.
After that Aengus quickly vanished using a space portal.