are the same Holy and Epic cards!The higher the quality of the card, the more difficult it is to unbind, and the worse the freedom of combination.This is also the price of the "Pink Sacred" and "Orang...Chapter 135: The Great Love Poet is Really Happy

In the quietest moments of the sanctuary. (Due to caching reasons, please have users directly browse the website to view the fastest chapter updates.)

Here we go!

As if the sun were about to set, the walls of the ancient castle, bathed in golden light, rippled with shadows. The clock struck twelve.

The sound of bells from the top clock tower rang out, breaking the silence.

This did not affect the tranquility within the sanctuary, but rather added a sense of holiness and solemnity.

However.

A moment that goes unnoticed.

An ethereal maiden, resembling a fairy from amongst the flowers, appeared in the sanctuary with a scattering of orange feathers.

That was a moment that seemed to last forever.

She wore a red dress that cascaded like rose petals, her figure graceful and elegant. A faint floral fragrance surrounded her, and her eyes sparkled with amusement, like a lake reflecting starlight.

The people around were captivated by the demon who appeared in the temple, their eyes fixed on her angelic face in astonishment. They were too stunned to react.

Show me your love!

The great poet's voice of joy was like a burst of buzzing, making time flow again, resounding through the hall.

Suddenly, this once serene sanctuary seemed to be brewing an unimaginable tempestuous drama, as if a reversal between dream and reality were about to occur!

Except for the usual serene Ranchi and Huberlian, who remained at their highest state of alert.

The states of all other people began to turn frenzied.

The most notable place —

The expressions of two people began to contort, revealing an unspeakable hatred!

The Crusader Empire's Holy Paladin squad, the diminutive priestesses are no longer as bashful and timid.

She had transformed into a completely different person. Her body disregarded all reason and warning, casting aside every thought as she unleashed her murderous intent on Lance with the Dark Judgment spell!

As on a night of lunar eclipse, the sea suddenly surged with monstrous waves. Pitch-black lightning flashed, accompanied by thunder that ripped through the sanctuary, and rough magic turned the tiles black instantly.

However.

This spellcaster, nearing madness, casts with poor accuracy.

Lance merely strolled two steps to the right and bypassed it.

He tilted his head and smiled gently at the goddess official, as if to say, "You really can't hold back your temper."

"Ranch!!!"

The goddess officer's eyes widened in fury, and she roared with impotent rage. She hurled every last bit of her meager offensive spells at Lance, forgetting that as a support class, she should have been cooperating with her comrades in battle.

While on the other side, a tall and elegant female knight watched this sudden turn of events, her face becoming incredibly grim. She trembled while gripping her wrist, seemingly trying with all her might to maintain the facade before she crumbled.

But she quickly understood that her spirit had been corrupted by an irresistible spiritual magic.

Even with her remarkable self-control, the expression on her face must have betrayed her at this moment.

"Hehehe, Lance Wilford, you bastard… if I don't kill you, I'll be ashamed to call myself a Destroyer Maiden…"

As if giving up resistance, yet like liberating oneself.

The female knight's demeanor underwent a drastic shift. Her entire body was enveloped in pitch-black armor, and a wild grin spread across her face. In her hand, she held a longsword with golden beast eyes encircling the hilt, blazing with crimson flames as she approached.

The entire sanctuary felt as if the temperature had risen several degrees!

She didn't rush towards Lance impulsively, but observed and adjusted her breathing.

Since her identity has been exposed and she has chosen to fight, there's nothing left for her to worry about. Keeping her mind as calm as possible is enough.

Even from afar, it could make other challengers feel the intense heatwaves, a burning sensation that pricked at their skin.

This kind of pressure is definitely not fifth-rank.

The female knight finally stopped concealing her power. The magic surging like flames alone was probably already at the level of a sixth-rank spellcaster.

Hubberley watched the female knight with extreme caution, knowing she was no match for her. All she could do was try to shield Lance as best she could.

Apart from the Cardinals, the Church of Revival also has some Saint Sons or Saint Daughters. They are young prodigies selected and personally trained by the Bishops with the hope that they will succeed them as Bishops in the future.

Each one is a terrifying presence among their peers, at the pinnacle of intelligence, wisdom, and power.

The knight before them, no longer feigning innocence, was the killing machine cultivated by the Ruinous Archbishop Ivanos: the Ruinous Saintess.

Just as Huberlyan felt that in the face of such an opponent, Lance should also be taking it seriously.

All Lancy heard was a sigh from behind her:

"Good, such a mindset can achieve great things, it's a pity that it has gone down the wrong path."

A tinge of regret was evident in Lan Qi's words.

"Such a talented person, if they had been sent to my Academy of Columns sooner, they wouldn't have become a cult member of the Resurrection Church. The Resurrection Church has done so many bad things!"

Hypatia: "..."

I think she might be better off going to the Resurrection Church.

……

The Shadow World's information panel has changed to "Mission Objective 1: Find the Traitor 2/2".

This means that the shadow world entered the next stage unexpectedly.

In this vast cathedral at this moment, under the influence of the great poet of love, several others have also undergone spiritual transformations to varying degrees.

"Why... why... even you..."

The last mage noble of the Krystal Empire, she was heartbroken and utterly despairing. Unable to believe that her only trusted friend was a member of the Resurrectionist Cult, she wept uncontrollably, burying her face in her hands and collapsing onto the ground, unable to accept what had transpired before her eyes.

It seems that because of her unique identity, the Ruin Saint didn't choose to take her hostage.

...On the other side, the young master of the merchant guild laughed with glee, completely as if he were mad. He disregarded the extreme danger of the imminent battle within the holy temple at that moment.

"Haha, let's get back to class, and have fun!"

He was like he had been brainwashed by some strange school.

At this point in time, the thing I most wanted to do was to continue attending classes.

It seems that he was truly happy with his afternoon of learning, and the feeling still lingers.

"This idiot..."

The male bodyguard had immediately dragged the incompetent young master of the merchant association to the rear for protection. The usually expressionless female bodyguard, on the other hand, erupted with a strong killing intent, keeping watch over the cultists. It seemed that as long as they dared to threaten the idiotic rich young master, she would fight them to the death.

The handsome guard was the least influenced of all besides Ranchi and Huberlian by the great love poet.

He was calm and collected, powerful beyond measure. Even now, as he stared down the Ruinous Saint with an air of impending doom, it was Ranchi's chillingly placid demeanor and unnerving perceptiveness that truly sent shivers down his spine. The insidious nature of his intellect was terrifying to behold.

If this lawyer were truly a member of the Resurrection cult, he wouldn't be able to imagine what a nightmare it would be.

Even in comparison, I don't find the legendary saint from the Resurrectionist Church all that terrifying.

This is also the reason why he can still feel at ease even when facing the destruction of the Holy Maiden at this moment.

Because this lawyer is now a teammate on their side!

……

Compared to those who, to some extent, have all been affected by the non-discriminatory negative effects of a poet's boundless love.

And three more people didn't experience negative effects!

"Heretic! Kill, kill, kill!!!"

As expected of a great priest's friend!

Everything is the goddess's grace!

Within this sacred temple, three clergymen raged like they had drunk a potion of madness. Their fervent faith spread through them like a virus, burning with fire in their very blood!

Impacted by Lanchi's afternoon anti-cult teachings and the overwhelming emotions of a love poet, the three North Continent clergymen seemed to transform into fervent believers, even experiencing a surge in combat strength.

In their eyes, there were only those two resurrected cultists who had already revealed their murderous intentions. They seemed to be seeing not humans, but a mistake, a sin that needed to be corrected, or perhaps a huge amount of merit!

Accompanied by a roar, the hall erupted into a chaotic melee!

Thanks to the great lord Hei Shan Xiao Yao for becoming a patron! This chapter is an extra update, and I'll continue updating tonight!

> Ps: I used up all my stock chapters by updating frequently before, so now every new chapter is written live. It's really not intentional to break the story. This chapter was rushed out urgently, and then I started coding tonight's update at a frantic pace…

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