Julia Emily.

The Knox priest who walked into his world by chance passed him by.

She was still wearing a maid outfit, still had a collar around her neck, and her movements were still elegant and capable.

After the sacrifice ceremony began, Julia disappeared. When Ken was about to be destroyed by the power, she came out and said softly:

"Priestess Knox, my creator, is the last pure-blood giant in the world, and the creation authority she can mobilize is the largest among people who still exist in this world... The origin I control is to transform living things

The power of destruction extends, and she and I have the same power in this regard.”

Her voice stopped and she did not look back. She still said quickly and ably: "You should leave quickly, Sir Ken. I can stop her for a while."

Ken took a deep look at Julia.

I want to completely carve her back into my mind.

Then he listened to her words and immediately turned around and left. The repulsion spell emerged from his body. He jumped off the rooftop and landed slowly.

According to Eden, the temple has encountered some trouble, and one of the most powerful beings in the world, Priest Knox, is also guarding the altar. For Ken, the only thing he can do is to save his life for the time being.

…

He still couldn't resist the desire to turn back in the air. A small figure stood on the edge of the rooftop, facing off against the huge giant.

Julia's behavior at this time was not to protect her boss...

He is still too slow.

Julia did not look back. She looked at the pupils in Amy's eyes and said to herself:

"Let's go. Although I asked you to leave, it still makes me feel uncomfortable not being able to see you."

In front of her, Amy...or rather, Priest Knox showed a puzzled expression. She looked at Julia, and an incomprehensible voice came out: "——"

Julia shook her head and said:

"Master Priest, Sir Ken is very important to me. I know that I am just a tool to you, but at this time, can you be noble and give up on Sir Ken?"

She looked directly at the creator of Priest Knox.

Priest Knox did not have an equal conversation with her, all she heard was rebuke.

After all, the chief priest of Knox is the source of the proud template for the priests of Knox.

The reason why Priest Knox looks down on other beings is because he also imitates Priest Knox's view of them.

After all, Giant Knox is not a real giant, but a manufactured product.

Priest Knox has never taken her creations seriously. To her, there are only tools that are suitable for use and tools that are not useful.

Julia is one of the few useful tools that Priest Knox can use. This is why Julia can help Ken gain a few words to escape.

Priest Knox looked at the tall maid in front of him in surprise.

The girl in front of me.

In her memory, this good child who had no extra emotions and was always obedient was begging for mercy for an ant.

The body of Priest Knox has completely solidified in Julia's eyes.

A figure hundreds of meters high appeared in the outside world, with two purple eyes staring at Julia expressionlessly, and the obscure words came out again: "——"

Julia continued to shake her head and refused:

"This is not simply controlled by estrus. Master officiant, he is the most suitable person for me. The introduction and process of the matter cannot be discussed together, although the result is the same."

A trace of doubt flashed in Julia's eyes, and she asked: "But the officiant, why would you attack a mere ant like him? Can't you just hand him over to me, or just give up?"

The last time Julia saw the officiant take action seriously was when she was still young.

At that time, he had not taken over the power of destroying life, and Priest Knox was stationed on the east coast.

The second time is now.

If Priest Knox relied on the pressure brought by his "godhead" to crush Ken, Julia would still understand, but she revealed her true form, used her authority, and wanted to completely and seriously destroy that ant-like existence.

Erase it.

That was hard for her to understand.

"——"

An obscure voice reached her ears.

"...I see, it turns out that he can continue on the other path of the Holy Lady." Julia blinked, and she understood why Priest Knox wanted to kill Ken.

Ken has become a mortal existence for Priest Knox.

Julia raised her head, looked into the giant's eyes, and said, "It's a pity, but if I want to block you, maybe I can resist two attacks? I can hold on for one more second, right?"

"——" The incomprehensible voice became urgent, and Priest Knox became angry, and she began to reprimand the existence in front of her.

Tools and ants are different.

And her most useful tool recently shook her head and said softly: "Master Priest, life is the most precious thing. This is based on a personal perspective. For me, what do I want to do, so

I will do whatever it takes and give my life...two hundred years ago, I was prepared to give my life."

If given an order, she will carry it out unconditionally.

For more than two hundred years, her almost non-stop war career has proved her purity.

If she makes a contract with someone, she will abide by it unconditionally.

In Restoration City, even though she was close to death, she did not use her original power.

At this time, no one ordered her, and Lord Ken did not ask for her to help him. This was what she thought in her heart.

What comes from the heart is more important than the commands instilled by the outside world.

Under the mountain-like palm cover, Julia touched the collar around her neck with her palm.

That ring is still on Mr. Ken's ring finger, so that's fine.

"It's a pity that it's only two days away."

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Sharp swords intertwined with sharp swords, and the arrogant force knocked the big sword away, and then took away the life of a colleague.

Charles's eyes had turned red.

His spiritual sense conflicted with his own thinking.

This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! The old man with gray temples and wrinkles on his face was always angry with himself and picked up a cane to hit himself on the head.

Right in front of your eyes.

Fallen.

He has become his enemy forever, a heretic who should be killed in the teachings of the Mother Goddess.

Charles looked at the figure slaughtering his brothers.

Every cut is merciless.

The old man once went to the real front line, once went on an expedition with the Temple Expeditionary Force, and once stepped on the threshold of legend.

Everyone present has been taught by him and heard his stories. In their minds, he is also a strong pillar.

Old Addison led them on this path, but he himself fell in the middle.

This sense of collapse in faith makes it difficult for many clergymen to hold the weapons in their hands.

But for the epic fallen ones who focus on killing, there is no mercy.

Charles kept telling himself in his mind that the man in front of him had fallen and was a heretic, but his body retreated unnaturally.

He did not dare to raise his weapon, he could not raise his weapon, even though his spiritual sense kept warning him that if he killed the fallen in front of him, more people would be able to escape.

But Charles couldn't really do it.

The little rationality he had left... something that he thought he should completely throw away, stopped him from taking action at this time.

Can he really defeat old Addison?

The answer is also suffocating.

They couldn't defeat the old cleric in front of them. Even if he fell and his power was reduced, turning into a blasphemous power restrained by the holy light, old Addison was too strong after all.

"Run away." Charles picked up the sword, spoke to his colleagues around him, and took the initiative to walk towards Old Addison.

The colleague holding the weapon looked over and asked:

"what would you do?"

"I can hold him off for a while. I fight based on intuition, so I won't die that easily."

"Can we run?"

Charles' movements stopped.

It is surrounded by walls composed of blasphemous machines. Even if they are turned into walls by unknown forces, they are still growing, and their power gradually increases with the beating of the big heart of steam.
To be continued...