Griffith was hindered by the fleeing crowd. He and his mount were blocked on one side of the square. Tens of thousands of people were blocked in front of him. He could not rush through and could not see clearly what was going on.
Before he could take action, hordes of monsters appeared. They flow with fishy pus, and their tentacles are densely covered with bristles and eyes. Their shape is extremely unstable. They grab the running citizens and melt with them like burned out candles.
The crowded crowd was suddenly waded into a stream of pus by this group of monsters, and other people fell down in droves. The crazy and half-mad citizens let out heart-piercing screams, as if they were being whipped by invisible slave owners, pushed and trampled in a hurry. Countless people were running, running into alleys and jumping into the river. In an instant the river Bey was filled with rising and falling heads.
The ground began to shake violently, and explosions resounded throughout the square. Many Extraordinaries participating in the gathering showed their wands and swords and began to attack recklessly. They attacked, burned, and tore apart the monsters, and then fought with each other under the eyes of the knights, killing each other until rivers of blood flowed.
"The Holy Light betrayed us!"
"No, it is the devil who betrays us, you deceitful heretic!"
A voice shouted loudly, overpowering the other voices:
"Let's burn the devil first!"
Another voice echoed:
"Burn that bitch!"
Many crazy people rushed towards the Holy Light Cathedral with canes and floor tiles. Bugles were ringing, and Odessa's city defense troops were gathering.
"Sonia, get out of the city!" Griffith finally shouted using the echo crystal, but the thing was completely filled with noise. He could only whip his horse and rush towards the terrace of the Holy Light Cathedral.
There he saw Krista.
The girl fell weakly on the stairs leading to the square, as if she had lost all her strength and vitality. Many people rushed over, kicked and hit her, and pulled her hair.
"Let's burn this bitch!"
"Burn the devil!"
Many people screamed and grabbed Krista and dragged her down the stairs. The others had found firewood and charcoal from nowhere and were throwing them at him.
"Spread out, you bastards!" Griffith shouted angrily. When he saw the piled firewood and charcoal, he immediately deployed his ice shield and rushed his horse into the crowd without any scruples, knocking countless people away or trampling them under the horses' hooves. The terrifying murderous intent and power seemed to shatter the air, and the citizens who witnessed his impact were frightened and fell over.
At the same time, Griffith noticed that there was an amazing mysterious atmosphere remaining here. Some indescribable presence had briefly appeared here, but had left.
This is the thread of life in the virtual realm, and it came with the help of the ceremony just now! No, no, that little time should not be enough for Him to cross the barrier between the spiritual world and reality.
In this moment of hesitation, a continuous stream of light and magic struck him, and a large group of extraordinary people attacked him, tearing his horse to pieces in the blink of an eye.
"Kill that evil knight!"
Griffith fell to the ground and was about to struggle to get up, but more enemies began to surround him.
Just as he was about to resurrect the corpse and launch a counterattack, Gilles de Ace in the squadron jumped into the crowd. As a paladin in training, he fought with all his strength and shouted in a hoarse voice:
"Captain, go and help the saint!"
Joshua and a group of Holy Light believers were by his side, resolutely rushing into the crowd and attacking the madmen who wanted to burn Krista to death. Indescribable noise and chaos filled the scene, with violent beatings and explosions mingling together. Taking this opportunity, Griffith drew out Hanguang and slashed it all the way to Krista's side.
The girl's body was covered with bruises and wounds, and her white cassock was in tatters. She huddled under the steps holding her head, and was picked up by the knight.
"Captain, take her away quickly!" Lansada pushed the two of them into the alley, holding the battle staff tightly to guard the intersection.
…
Griffith held Krista in his arms and ran wildly along an alley beside the square. A knight who didn't come from nowhere rushed towards him from the depths of the alley, shouting that he wanted to kill the dog man and woman. Griffith pulled out a fatal shot and knocked him off his horse, jumped on his frightened mount, and ran wildly out of the city.
The wind was strong, and the air was filled with hazy sounds like a choir singing, sometimes echoing with lingering wails and lamentations, layer upon layer.
Haze and fog surged in, and the spiers and halls cast ferocious oblique shadows in the darkness, like a black withered forest or skinny sharp claws.
Krista lay in Griffith's arms, her cheeks pale and bloodless. Her extraordinary abilities and psychic abilities disappeared without a trace, making her as fragile as an ordinary girl.
"Krista, hold on!" the knight called.
"Guffy, can't you see? There is a god wearing a crown."
"That's the spire of the palace."
Griffith wrapped the girl in his cloak and touched her wrist. The coldness made him feel like he had fallen into an ice cave. He was confused and heard a strange loud noise. He looked back from the higher streets and saw the tide pouring into the neighborhoods south of Odessa. He realized that it was the sound of huge waves that were constantly lapping against the city's embankments and cliffs.
Then, he heard a horrifying, almost human sigh, echoing over the city, and water seeped out of the walls and slowly flowed down, like traces of tears.
He lowered his head and saw the frightened look on the girl's face, who was getting weaker and weaker.
"Krista, hold on!" the knight called.
"Guffy, do you hear that? He's speaking."
"Isn't that the sound of the waves? Calm down."
Even though he had escaped the forbidden glimpse in the square just now, Griffith could still guess the future predicted by this crazy vision. The despairing horror dwarfs all the monsters, dangers, and conspiracies hitherto experienced.
"Ravenel, knight!"
Harandil's voice came from the echo crystal, which was occasionally obscured by noisy noises.
"Miss Villanoy has fallen, and half of my team has fallen," the ranger captain, who was firm and experienced and kept an elegant smile even when attacked several times by enemies, shouted heartbreakingly, "We are in the military camp. I heard an incredible sound, I am going to lead...to retreat towards...Hey, knight, do you hear me!"
"Harandil, stay away from Odessa!" Griffith shouted. He immediately remembered something, drove the bone ring to form a clone exactly like himself, and then threw the ring to it.
"Go and protect Sonia and evacuate the city."
Minos in Griffith's form immediately turned and left.
"Understood," the ranger also replied amidst the rustling, "We will immediately...someone! Stop him, stop him!"
In the echoes came the sound of the half-elf ranger's volleys, the dense sound of strings tearing through linen, and the violent crashing sound. Griffith's heart was tightened. He had three people to protect, and he was so nervous that he gritted his teeth.
Suddenly, he heard a familiar and clear voice:
"Griffith, stay away from Odessa."
After just one sentence, the echo was interrupted. Griffith thought hard and realized it was Sidious's voice.
He fled out of the city with all his strength, not sparing his own horse power, traveling through strong winds and dim skies. He passed by many civilians and saw them slicing their wrists with daggers, drawing random symbols with their blood, lying on the ground, and uttering ravings that could only be described as poetry or crazy words from their lips.
The knight had never imagined that humans could make such a sound, and that they had to rely on the vocal cords of animals. The feeling was simply creepy.
"Krista, hold on!" the knight called in a hoarse and frightened voice.
"Geffe, do you see? He is right there." Krista raised her hand toward the sky and pointed at a huge swirling cloud.
"You can see it, but it's a cloud. I'm here."
The knight hugged Krista tightly, fearing that she would be taken away by evil. He could hear the weak heartbeat, the galloping hooves of the horses, and the howling wind. He couldn't hear anything else, but something was definitely there.
You must hide in the military camp as soon as possible to join your troops, and then ask for help from all the big shots you can think of!
He galloped out of the city gate and onto the road leading to the countryside. The ground suddenly trembled violently, and an astonishingly large war hammer fell on a horse outside. The explosive impact knocked the horse unconscious and knocked both of them away from the horse.
The pursuers are coming!
Griffith hugged the girl tightly and rolled on the ground a few times to calm down:
"Hold on. I'll take you away and let the people of Galadia help you."
The girl raised her pale cheeks: "Geffy, have you ever asked me, what will happen to me if His will is fulfilled?"
When the dust settles, silence returns.
Griffith's expression was stiff. He lowered his head in thought, sorting out his thoughts and clues: "I, well, of course I can't compete with the alien gods, but the alien gods haven't come yet, and I'm not the only enemy, nor can I break through the world's barriers. It would be so simple. I would hand you over to the elves and let them take care of you.
"The Church of the Seven Gods and the Beyelan Senate must be aware of and be on guard, and their countermeasures will appear soon. As long as I can grasp the clues to the next ritual, I may have a chance..."
Krista stretched out her cold hands, held the knight's neck, and tried her best to sit up: "Ah, you are already at this time, why don't you say a few gentle words of love?"
She hugged the knight tightly and used all her strength to ask for his kiss, as if she wanted to leave no trace of regret.
The burly figure of Bishop Kelian appeared. He jumped off the horse, holding a silver sword in his hand, which was Krista's weapon. When he saw the two people kissing, he was stunned for a moment and cursed at Griffith:
"Hey, little bastard, stay away from the saint."
He then turned around and said to Krista:
"You have done a good job, and God is very satisfied. However, there is still a little to go. You have to return all His power and realize the divine coming. In this way, we will all be welcomed to the highest Kingdom of God."
He threw the silver sword in front of the girl, took off his cassock, and revealed his powerful, rock-like muscles:
"Hold this sword and follow me in chanting His prayers. Be more conscious, or I will kill this little boy. I know that he, the Larmore family's puppy, the Judgment Knight of Sequence 7, is good at leading an army in battle. "
Griffith stood up, blocked Krista from behind, looked at the sword on the ground, then looked at the bishop, a smile appeared on his sad and serious face:
"You came just in time."
