Jerusalem, inside a Gothic castle.

This is a large library with bookshelfs placed within half of the area, and an altar stands at the end of the room.

Two rows of candles as thick as arms were lit on the left and right sides of the room. The candlelight projected the shadow of the altar to the ground, swaying. On the altar was a long wooden box with a wide lid. On the velvet in the center of the box, a pair of white wings were quietly lying.

Two rows of people knelt neatly on both sides of the wooden box, chanting the chant gently in their mouths.

Some of these people were wearing medieval knight armor, while the rest were wearing monk's robes, and their foreheads were tightly pressed against the ground, looking extremely pious.

“Ulysses…”

Not far behind the two rows of people were two men dressed in knights, looking side by side at the members of the group praying devoutly in front of them. One of them turned his head and sighed softly: "Ulysses, it has been half a year since St. Gattuso died. But until now, no new saints have appeared among us..."

"My point of view is that we don't need to worry so much, Lucius." Ulysses shook his head slowly: "Not everyone who can get the enlightenment of God is originally. Only the most pious will be favored by the Lord and give him revelation. Moreover, in the seven hundred years of history of our Knights, there have only been four saints. St. Gattuso just received the enlightenment of God, and I don't think that the next saint among us may appear in just half a year.

Even without the appearance of saints, we will not be afraid of any opponents as long as we have the wings of angels. What's wrong with you?"

"But this time... it's different!" Lucius's brows frowned: "Ulysses, I always feel... something is wrong with San Gattuso's death. Saint Mark and Saint Transci both lived to the age of more than two hundred and died naturally. And the only unnatural death of Saint Canaan was the leader of the Thorn Flower Group, the damn Chen gave...

This time, San Gattuso and former leader Mene died in the dungeon, which was something that should never have happened! Whether it is the monsters in the dungeon or the other game participants in the opposing camps... who can have the ability to kill a saint?

Unless it is…”

"I understand what you are worried about, the problem is... Mene is dead, and we will never know what happened in that dungeon." Ulysses sighed softly: "But at least I think... it can't be Tatsu."

"How do you know it's impossible?" Lucius frowned.

"First, after that attack on Zero City, Chen disappeared. We also contacted other players who participated in the Battle of Zero City in other dungeons, and the answers they got were that Chen had never appeared again. Even the inside of the Thorn Flower Group was split. If Chen really escaped, then the first person he had to cause trouble would be the traitors of Xingluo Team. But more than half a year has passed, and those guys are still living well. So Chen must have not appeared in this world again." Ulysses waved his hand: "Second, you should not forget how the holy objects in our hands were regained, right?"

"Shi Chen... I'm back to us." Lucius's voice was squeezed out of his throat by word.

"Although it's shameful,..." Ulysses smiled helplessly: "This is a fact. Chen killed Saint Canaan and took away our holy objects, but returned him to us decades later. To put it bluntly, this is something he despised. So, we don't have to worry about him going back and robbing him again..."

"But if..." Lucius gritted his teeth: "Why not Chen, who killed San Gattuso?"

"There is no such possibility." Ulysses shook his head slowly: "The saints have been enlightened by God and favored by the Lord God, except for the demon Chen..."

Bang!!!!!!

Before Ulysses could finish his words, he heard a dull and heavy sound, and two huge door panels flew up.

The tall bookcase was smashed by the door panel and collapsed in a series of like dominoes. Thousands of books that were covered in dust all year round fell all over the ground, stirring up dust in the room.

"Who!"

Ulysses and Lucius drew out the Cross Knight's sword at the same time, and released two holy light shields on their bodies, staring out of the door vigilantly.

Behind him, he was kneeling on the ground and praying devoutly, and everyone who recited the chant immediately stood up and prepared for battle.

Dust was filled with the library, and only the light outside the door was seen radiating, outlining a figure, slowly coming from the door, but I couldn't see the outfit and face clearly.

The two of them gulped at the same time and swallowed.

The entire building is the stronghold of the Knights of the Holy City, and this library and the innermost altar are located at the core.

After regaining the holy relics, all members of the Knights, according to the level of the rank, will have different lengths and time every day to enter the room where the altar is located to comprehend the holy relics in order to obtain divine enlightenment, but the guards on the periphery have never relaxed for a moment.

But now, the enemy has broken into the library directly, but the people in the library have not even received any warning!

The team channel was quiet and there was no movement.

What kind of enemy is this!

The figure walked forward step by step and finally gradually revealed his face.

A black-haired oriental boy with harmless smile on his face, wearing a T-shirt and jeans, with empty hands, and holding nothing.

"You...you are-"

Ulysses stared at him for a few seconds, and suddenly felt shocked!

He remembered the appearance of the boy in front of him!

He was once in a copy of Jerusalem, standing in the dark camp, and being hostile to his side.

Knight Art used the power of the holy object, but failed to defeat it. Instead, he died because of his vitality being swallowed up and aging rapidly.

"Chen Xiaolian!"

Before Ulysses, Lucius had already called out Chen Xiaolian's name: "How are you doing to Pietro and the others!"

"Don't be excited, don't be excited." Chen Xiaolian waved his hands at Lucius and Ulysses with a smile: "I just want to come to borrow something from you. Your teammates... are all lying outside properly now, just fainting."

"Borrow...thing?" Lucius and Ulysses raised their long swords, pointed at Chen Xiaolian, snorted coldly, and took action at the same time!

The two of them kicked the ground with their legs and rushed towards Chen Xiaolian quickly. The holy light shone on the long sword, one left and one right slashed towards Chen Xiaolian at the same time.

But as two cross swords slashed at him, Chen Xiaolian still stood there without dodging or escorting it.

The sword light flashed!

But there was no touch of the object being slashed from the sword!

The two of them had already rushed to Chen Xiaolian, but they felt a flash in front of them, but Chen Xiaolian appeared in a distance more than ten meters away.

Very fast...

——No! It’s not him!

Ulysses' first reaction was immediately denied by himself.

The collapsed bookshelf around it, as well as the books scattered on the ground, were still in the same position as when I first took action.

Chen Xiaolian never moved his position at all.

Instead, he and Lucius returned to the original standing position when they rushed to Chen Xiaolian and swung their swords!

The space... was twisted by Chen Xiaolian!

Cold sweat had already oozed from Ulysses's back.

Before Lucius realized what was going on, he roared, jumped high into the air again, and waved his sword at Chen Xiaolian.

Two holy lights emerged from the sword edge, intertwined into a cross, and flew towards Chen Xiaolian.

However, when the holy light flew less than one meter before Chen Xiaolian, it suddenly flashed.

Just as he skipped the space where Chen Xiaolian was, the Holy Light Cross reappeared behind him, blasting a big hole in the wall.

Chen Xiaolian stood there from beginning to end, not even moving a finger, and still looked at the two of them with a smile.

"Lucius, stop!"

Ulysses roared at Lucius, stopping him from continuing to attack Chen Xiaolian. His eyes stared at Chen Xiaolian: "What do you... want?"

"Listen, I'm a reasoned person, especially I don't like killing people. I said that none of your companions outside died." Chen Xiaolian shrugged and looked relaxed: "I know Chen had come to you and took it away once, and killed many of you. But... I don't plan to do this."

"What are you going to do?" Lucius also realized what had happened just now and gritted his teeth: "We have lost the holy object once, and we will never hand it over to--"

Before he finished speaking, he suddenly felt a strong force coming from his palm.

Chen Xiaolian was still standing there and had not moved, but the knight sword in everyone's hands flew out at the same time, drew more than a dozen arcs in the air, and inserted them neatly on the ground beside his feet.

Everyone behind him was in an uproar, and Lucius and Ulysses' hearts pounded wildly, looking at Chen Xiaolian in disbelief.

There are many spare weapons in their storage equipment, but at this moment, they are at a loss and don’t know whether they should take them out.

"Gatuso and Mene... were you killed?!" Lucius gritted his teeth: "Half a year ago, in the Kyoto dungeon..."

"I killed Gatuso, but not Mene." Chen Xiaolian told the truth in a simplified manner: "Gatuso guy... is almost completely crazy. Mene realized that he was not my opponent and planned to end the dungeon, but Gatuso killed him in order to stop him. But--"

He paused and continued, "It would be okay to count him on my head. Hussein is my friend. He once told me that he would be very happy if one day I could kill Mene."

"Hussein...?!"

When he heard the name, Ulysses and Lucius's eyelids twitched at the same time: "Knight Hussein...is still alive?!"

As for the deaths of Gattuso and Meine, since Chen Xiaolian had appeared in front of them and showed such strength, the two were not too surprised.

"Living, and logically... I should live quite well." Chen Xiaolian smiled and said, "Okay, I will ask you about this later. Now, let's talk about your holy objects first."

"The holy object was taken away once, and it is impossible to lose it from us again!" Ulysses shouted, but his forehead was already covered with beads of sweat.

"I... don't believe it." Chen Xiaolian smiled and walked towards the altar at the end of the library.

Lucius shouted loudly, and a war hammer appeared in his hand. The holy light condensed on the hammer head and smashed heavily towards Chen Xiaolian.

He knew very well how strong the saints would be after receiving God’s revelation.

And he knows more clearly how strong a guy who can kill the saints will be.

But no matter how strong the opponent is, he must guard the holy weapon against blasphemy!

"There's no way." Chen Xiaolian shook his head, sighed lightly, and gently tapped his fingers on the hammer's head, but his steps towards the forward step remained unstoppable.

The moment he pointed at the hammer with his fingers, Lucius suddenly frozen in place, his face full of horror and incredible expression. Half a second later, his entire body suddenly blew blood and turned over and fell to the ground.

"Heaven! Give me-"

Bang!

As soon as a knight screamed, Chen Xiaolian slapped it in the face and flew out, hitting it on a bookshelf, and rolled into a ball with the bookshelf.

"I always say one thing-" Chen Xiaolian turned his head and glanced across everyone's face in turn: "I don't like to kill people. But this doesn't mean I can't kill people, do you understand? I know that Chen killed a lot of people when he took it away. If you make me feel necessary, I don't mind doing what Chen did back then again here."

His voice was not loud, and he even had a smile on his face when he was talking.
Chapter completed!