Chapter 457 Good, good, good
For the Golden Law Temple.
Perhaps the sudden death of one or two temple knights is not enough to cause a big sensation, and the superior bishop is still there.
For them, even though the "Law Blade" is still in its infancy, it is still not something that ordinary life forms in that barren world can shake. This is due to their absolute belief in the Golden Rule. Belief.
But then, the bodies of the thirteen knights collapsed at the same time, turned into decay, and finally evaporated completely.
And this process was so short that even the people on the high platform had no time to save him.
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This time, there was no startling scream in the temple like the first time.
Because the weak-willed believers have been suppressed by fear, they can't figure out what ominous thing happened in a short time, and they can't even make a sound of surprise.
Those people on the high platform finally realized the seriousness of the problem at this moment.
"How many knights have we sent in total?" the bishop asked in a deep voice.
"Including the Blade of Law, there are a total of sixteen knights." The lower elders responded tremblingly.
"It means she is the only one left now." The bishop sighed from the high platform.
However, when the elders below proposed to recall the Blades or send additional manpower for support, the bishop rejected them all:
“No, let her continue.”
There was no unnecessary explanation. The bishop's tone was filled with irresistible majesty and indifference.
Everyone in the temple was silent.
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The Knights are the bodyguards of the temple established by the bishop himself. Their lives may not be worth mentioning, but they act so grandly, harvesting the Knights' wealth like cutting vegetables and grass. Life, not even the main body of the dream interface could escape. This was a blasphemy against the entire Golden Law Temple and a trampling on its majesty. It had obviously angered the bishop.
Of course, there is also the inevitable feeling of disappointment in the first trip of the Law Blade.
But these are not matters that lower-ranking pastors and elders are qualified to interfere with. Silence is their only choice.
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The carpet where the Thirteen Knights died suddenly was also rolled up and taken away by the servants.
From this moment on, the atmosphere in the temple began to become strange, and the sense of oppression made the elders, the lowest level believers and the people breathless.
The only thing they can do is to pray that the blade of law in the waking world at this moment can punish the arrogant man on the spot and protect the law and the dignity of the temple.
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Unseen places.
Milo twisted the souls of the thirteen knights into slag.
There was no look of kindness or pity in his eyes. Even when he was crushing the knights, he didn't even look at them. He only calmly stared at the pair of storm-rayed eyes on the female knight's face. Double pupils.
The shattered souls of the knights only rippled a layer of dust on the ground.
But it set off a storm in the heart of the female knight.
Although she perfectly hid this emotional fluctuation, Milo is an existence of the shadow sequence, and even the old days can't hide herself in front of him. What's more, she is only a psychic. projection.
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“What now?”
The violence and ferocity on Milo's face had faded.
But his calmness at the moment is even more frightening.
He stared at the female knight who was in high spirits just a few minutes ago, and asked in an extremely calm tone:
"Who is the witness to the tragedy? Who is the sinner?"
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The overwhelming sense of oppression shattered the female knight's innate pride into pieces.
She is the blade of the golden law. Her divine power and responsibility are punishment, sanction and liquidation. All evil under the golden shade will be wiped out with the sword in her hand. This is from The idea that the temple had begun to instill in her since she could remember is also the life creed that she maintains to this day.
It’s not that she can’t accept failure, nor can she accept death. In fact, the ultimate ownership of each generation of blades in the temple is to dedicate their lives to the law, so she thinks she has already made this preparation. .
What really made her unable to accept was that her innate pride was crushed, and she had already lost before the two sides officially started fighting.
On this day, the blade of the law saw evil in the true sense for the first time. Those incarnations of evil that only existed in the records of missionary books in her memory. Such people will not be in the golden world. They gave in half before the Holy Glory and showed no respect for the gods. Their hearts were filled with darkness that no one could touch.
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The female knight's clenched teeth were trembling. She could clearly hear the sound of the upper and lower rows of molars making due to trembling and friction. It was the sound of her cowardice and fear.
Perhaps even she did not realize that the long sword she had held steadily for more than ten years was trembling at a high frequency at this moment.
The blade of the sword, which was emitting strong light like the scorching sun, was flicked twice by Milo frivolously with his fingernails, and it made a crisp sword roar.
“It’s a good thing, but it’s a pity that it fell into the hands of waste.”
Milo asked with a soft smile:
"What do you mean? Do you still have to take back your thinking eyes? Huh?"
"You will pay the price." The female knight stared hard. Milo, squeezed out this sentence word by word from between his teeth.
Then, her dim and fuzzy figure instantly burst out with unparalleled chaotic power.
The majestic aura of blessing from the golden tree ripples out.
Her whole body and the swords in both hands that exuded dazzling golden light seemed to be integrated into one body, shooting towards Milo like a bolt of lightning.
No matter the speed, strength or accuracy, it far exceeds those knights who were beaten to death one by one by Milo before with a crowbar.
But the movements of the female knight lacked a practical soul. Her attack was very standard and focused, as if she had been rigorously trained and had all the other elements of combat, except for the absolute belief that she would kill with one strike. To put it bluntly, she had no killing intention.
Milo's heart rate never showed any ups and downs from beginning to end.
He shook his head in disappointment.
When the sword edge was close at hand, the rules of shadow rippled out, swallowing up all the power used like a wave.
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The figure of the female knight appeared behind Milo.
She is still a dim projection, with no obvious scars on her body. However, the long sword in her hand has obviously become much dimmer at this moment.
But she received the will from the temple.
Different from the previous mission that only required her to take back the Eye of Thinking, this time, there was an additional command in her will - "Kill the evil spirits."
So, without stopping for a moment, she turned the edge of her sword and struck again toward the location of Milo's figure within her sight.
Perhaps the will from the Temple of Law gave her courage and belief. The second sword thrust out this time was more lethal than the first sword.
However, the gap in sequence cannot be overcome by pure faith.
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In front of Milo, her sharp blade was so weak and ridiculous.
The storm set off by the sword style rushed towards Milo, and after hitting the shadow field, it receded as quickly as the tide.
After the storm dissipated, what was left on the empty ruins was Milo holding the female knight's chin with one hand and lifting her feet off the ground.
Although it was a projection, even though it was non-entity, she was still choked by Milo.
The previous massive attack was like a joke compared with the funny ending at this moment.
She had her cheek pinched by Milo, and felt that her whole body was suppressed by countless terrifying orders. Although the sword was still in her hand, she held on to her last belief and tried her best to maintain it. Otherwise, the sword would have fallen off his hand and been nailed to the ground.
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Milo looked at the dark face in his hand jokingly.
"Interesting, I couldn't touch your deepest fear. Did I not find it, or did you not find it at all?"
"Is it because I have strong enough faith?"
He tried to understand the heart of the female knight.
But the source of fear in her heart was not captured. Even though she had killed more than a dozen knights in front of her with cruel and bloody methods, the conditions for Meng Yin were still not met.
Milo felt a little confused and curious.
Her intuition told her that the person in front of her had some special status in the world on the other side of the dreamland. Her power came from the golden tree in the dreamland, and it was extremely pure.
Milo wanted to use this woman to peek into the specific situation there, to find out why he had to withdraw his thinking eyes, and what kind of teachings the real Golden Rule contained.
But he failed.
He abused the female knight in terms of combat power, but he did not shatter her faith.
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“Tsk…”
Milo frowned deeply.
His careful gaze was the ultimate humiliation in the eyes of the female knight.
Because he didn't treat her as a person at all, but more like observing an elusive object.
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While Milo was still thinking about that problem.
A decisive and ferocious look appeared on the female knight's gloomy face.
Next second.
Countless cracks appeared in the shadows over the unseen land.
The golden holy light is wrapped with countless legal runes, intertwined, and pouring out from the broken cracks.
Those bright and hot substances penetrated the barriers of space and condensed into the body of the female knight, forming her soul, flesh and blood, including the external armor.
Within a few seconds, the dim projection completely turned into a living person.
The face that originally had only its pupils emitting the light of the storm finally became clear at this moment.
What appeared in front of Milo was an absolutely cold face, as white as ice and snow. The storm in her eyes subsided, replaced by a coldness like a deep pool, which seemed to be able to penetrate The human heart, the pride that cannot be blasphemed between her eyebrows, was finally fully revealed at this moment, and her long snow-white hair was spread over her shoulder armor.
This is the true appearance of the Blade of Law.
Her person is more powerful than the sword in her hand.
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The arm covered with silver armor suddenly clenched his fist and struck at Milo.
The female knight withstood all the suppressing power, completely broke away from Milo's hands, turned over an arc in the air like a snowflake, and finally landed on the other corner of the altar.
At this moment she is no longer a projection from the dreamland.
But it really exists from head to toe.
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“Okay, okay.”
Milo rubbed his chest, which had burn marks after being hit hard, and couldn’t hold back the smile on his face.
(End of this chapter)