Chapter 102: Sword of Kindness

Andre turned his head and looked at everyone, nodded at them, then took a deep breath and put his hands on the iron gate.
With his eyes closed, a faint holy light emerged from his hands and was imprinted on the door.
The light followed the patterns on the gate, slowly flowing around until it completely outlined the contours of the statues on both sides.
The statue of a girl holding a sword swung her hand down with the sword .
The old woman holding the lantern raised the lantern slightly, and a faint golden light flickered in the lantern.
Under the flowing holy light, the two statues actually moved slightly.
Andre opened his eyes and exerted force with both hands. With a creaking sound, a gap appeared in the middle of the tightly closed door, and it slowly opened to both sides as he pushed.
The empty darkness appeared in front of everyone, and a cold wind mixed with a dull smell wafted out.
"Wait a minute, this cold wind..."
As soon as Alka felt the cold wind, a familiar feeling came over him and he turned to look at Gami and Jason behind him.
Both of them nodded involuntarily.
Andre looked at Alka and asked, "What's wrong? Is there something wrong with this cold wind?"
"When we won the Wheat Ear Crown, the priest who turned into an evil spirit gave us this chilling feeling."
Although the Dark Realm is shrouded in darkness forever, the most it feels like is a bit cool, but there is no chill like the cold winter.
This is a very obvious difference.
Hearing Alka's words, Andre nodded, and everyone knew what he wanted to express.
Various methods against the undead have emerged.
The golden lines on the brass knuckles have already lit up, and the same is true for Xia Daiti's bandages.
The wheat ear wreath Jason wore on his head emitted a faint golden halo that enveloped everyone's feet.
Does this wheat ear crown have such a function? Alka didn't understand. Maybe it was Jason's own ability, but it was amplified by the wheat ear crown.
The magic lantern that Alka had found earlier floated in front of them under Alka's control.
Mirrors made by Alka to control the angle appeared around the lantern.
Reflecting the light away saved Alka's magic power a little and was also more convenient.
Following Andre, he walked in slowly.
Opposite the door is a wide corridor, the original carpet in the corridor has long since turned black and damaged.
Its original color can no longer be seen.
As the lights illuminated, the long chairs on both sides of the road were revealed. The chairs were made of a combination of wood and some stones.
There are also patterns representing the Virgin Mary carved on it, which shows that it is carefully designed.
But now it is covered with weeds that have grown there without knowing when, and the wood of some seats has already rotted and smelled bad.
Alka looked around as he moved forward.
No cobwebs, no insects.
It was exactly the same as the chapel they had explored earlier.
Normally, a closed building like this would be filled with spider webs and various insects living in the dark.
Apart from the various decorations and furniture that have been damaged over time, other places appear to be relatively clean.
Everyone walked cautiously along the wide aisle to the innermost part of the prayer hall.
Once again, a statue of the Virgin Mary stood before them.
This statue is much smaller than the ones outside, but it is more delicately carved. A sacred feeling is overwhelming under it.
Even the area around the statue is already covered with real ears of wheat. Although these ears of wheat look dead, if you don't look closely, you would think they have already withered.
"Can wheat ears survive in such an environment?" Alka asked involuntarily while looking at the golden wheat ears.
This is too counterintuitive and unnatural. Even though these wheat ears look like they are about to wither, you have to know that this place has been closed for 400 years.
Andre looked at the ears of wheat and at the aisle along which they had come.
He also noticed something wrong inside the church and said , "Be careful, something is alive and maintaining the church."
The most powerful evidence is these ears of wheat.
"This ear of wheat can survive and grow because someone is still providing faith in the church. Every ear of wheat under the statue of the Virgin Mary in every cathedral demonstrates the faith of the people."
His explanation was mainly for Alka and Jason. Jason joined the church halfway, while Alka was born into the church but had only a vague understanding of the church.
"It's dangerous here Alka, something is watching us."
Lucelia's voice penetrated Alka's ears.
Hearing this, Alka turned his head and looked around.
At this time, Andre's voice was heard: "Be careful, I feel an unknown sight."
Hearing this, everyone became alert, and Alka had already raised the gun in his hand.
The lenses around the lantern also followed Alka's control, reflecting the light around and illuminating the surroundings carefully.
However, there was nothing unusual at all.
However, although Andre said this, he only stayed there for a while, looked around vigilantly, and then waved his hand, signaling everyone to move on.
Following Andre, I came to the door next to me and walked towards the space behind through the side passage.
"Let's go to the Hall of Growth. The holy vessel should be placed there." Andre said.
For such a large church, the prayer hall in front is just the most basic facility in every church.
It is used to receive believers who come to the church to pray every day and to receive their donations.
Various simple daily activities are carried out here, and it is also the most frequented place for residents in a city.
There are countless rooms at the back, used for clergy to rest or for other purposes.
Passing through the confessional, the unknown gaze remained on them and did not shift.
However, only Andre and Lucelia, who was also a soul, could sense it, but no one launched an attack.
In this way, everyone remained vigilant and came to the growth hall at the back.
According to Alka's understanding, every cathedral should have such a hall.
It is generally used for the baptism of newborn babies and for praying for blessings for them.
As soon as you arrive here, you will see all kinds of murals and sculptures wherever the light shines, as if they are telling some story.
There is a wall that should tell the history of the establishment of this church.
Alka saw a blue silhouette standing in the distance.
As soon as Andre came in, he cast his eyes in that direction.
Alka gathered the light and formed a beam to shine over.
It was a cylindrical stone platform, which was very well preserved and there was no sign of damage or the passage of time.
The gold edges and various sculpture decorative patterns on it are extremely perfect and brand new.
An upright sword blade was resting steadily on it, and no one knew how it stood upright.
The hilt and blade are the same silver color, with spiral patterns on the grip, and the guard is in the shape of wheat ears that curl up to the sides.
The blade is slender, but it doesn't feel very sharp. It is a double-edged one-handed sword but it gives people the feeling of a stabbing sword.
A blue outline surrounded it, but of course this was only within Alka's field of vision.
There is no doubt that this is the purpose of their trip.
Sword of mercy.
The cold wind was howling, and the biting cold suddenly appeared in the hall, surrounding everyone.
A familiar feeling came to mind.
Alka knew that the being who had been watching them was about to appear.
"Get out of here, you disrespectful people!"
A hoarse and creepy voice was heard, and a dark green figure appeared not far in front of everyone.
Blocking the stone platform where the Sword of Mercy stood.
This evil spirit was significantly different from the one Alka and his friends had encountered before, and appeared to be an old man with a white beard hanging down to his chest.
On her head she wore a laurel wreath surrounded by metal wheat ears, a symbol of her status, and on her back she wore a conical cape that fell to her hips.
The color of his clothes could not be identified because he was a soul. He held a scepter as tall as his body in one hand.
This is none other than a regional archbishop of the Church of Our Lady.
This is what Xia Daiti said in his ear.
Andre looked at the figure of the evil spirit and opened his mouth to communicate: "We are not disrespectful. We are members of the church. We are here to retrieve the holy vessels for the church."
However, the evil spirit just stared at them, opened his mouth, and continued to repeat: "Leave here, or you will suffer holy punishment!"
"Leave!" "Get out!" "Don't defile the holy place!" "..."
One voice after another came.
The souls of evil spirits appeared around them one after another.
Everyone instantly stood back to back, alertly looking around.
There was not just one, but a group.
Isn't this equivalent to all those who touch the church turning into evil spirits?
There are priests wearing the same robes, but their souls and bodies have different changes.
The better ones can still be seen, he is a priest and there is not much difference between him and an ordinary soul, except that his clothes look a little tattered.
The evil one was exactly the same as the evil spirit that Alka and the others had encountered on the previous island. Its limbs had long been mutated and it could only make hoarse roars.
In addition, there are knights wearing heavy armor, but they are not much different.
He was wearing knight armor, holding a two-handed sword in his hand, and guarding on both sides with a very serious posture.
Andre looked at the evil spirits appearing around him and their expressions that seemed completely unable to think.
I couldn't help but sigh.
If you want to get the Sword of Mercy back, it seems there is only one way.
His hands slowly clenched their fingers, and the golden patterns on the tiger began to emit a faint light.
"Everyone, let these followers of the Holy Mother return to the Soul Realm."
As soon as he finished speaking, he flew out like a cannonball with a loud bang and crashed straight into the archbishop in front of him.
Seeing Andre take action, the others took action instantly.
Those evil spirits immediately let out terrifying screams, and thick dark green mist emerged from their bodies, even mixed with a hint of red light.
The sudden screams put Alka in a trance. The sounds were extremely harsh, yet carried a hint of magic that stimulated his spirit.
The targets that were originally raised and aimed at the enemy began to shake.
"Silence!"
Vanessa yelled as she stood in the middle, her fingers spread out towards the sky.
A semicircular transparent wave swept to the side, and as the wave swept past Alka, the sounds from the outside world disappeared in an instant.
It's like losing one's ears and being unable to hear any sound.
Taking this opportunity to regain his composure, Alka pulled the trigger without hesitation.
The spreading bullets emitting holy flames flew forward.
The bullets pierced through the evil spirits, and some bishops couldn't help but make painful expressions, but Alka couldn't hear their roars.
Only the knight-like evil spirits continued to rush towards them as if ignoring the pain, without being affected at all.
And on the way to attack, it disappeared, out of their sight.
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