Dust of History Chapter 76:

Celeste's prison is not too heavily guarded. Being in the center of the church, where there are top swordsmen and white magic gnats everywhere, there seems to be no need for further security. So Asa and Aiyimei knocked out the guards and entered here without much effort.

Most of the side-by-side cells are empty, only the innermost one is occupied. It was Lancelot who punished his disciples, so Talis was imprisoned here to make her face the wall and think about her past.

When Asa brought Ai Yimei to appear in front of Talis, she didn't seem too surprised, but looked at Asa coldly and said, "Are you really here? Are you here?" What are you doing?"

She no longer has the usual heroic armor and military uniform on her body, but the white linen clothes that should be prison uniforms look good on her body, and they are completely invisible under the restraint of the armor. The figure and taste of a woman can only be seen now.

But when he was not looking at it now, Asa didn't even dare to look directly at her face, he reached into his arms and took out the teleportation scroll.

"Of course I saved you out."

"Stop being self-righteous, who wants you to save?" Talis's face was still as cold as ice, she looked at Ai Yimei, and her gaze and tone became softer. "Sister, I'm really sorry, my sister didn't take good care of you during this time. Don't worry, the teacher has promised me that as long as this matter is over, he will let you enter the temple to practice and become a member of Celeste of..."

"Sister, what nonsense are you talking about, let's go together." Ai Yimei looked at Talis suspiciously.

"I'm not leaving. Where are I going? I can't leave now." Talis shook her head and looked at Asa with a complicated look in her eyes. Inexplicably also something more intense. She gave an equally complicated smile and shook her head. Some said sadly: "You shouldn't have come here, you cast yourself into a trap. Even if I don't call someone to arrest you now, you can't run away."

In the center of the Glory Castle, in the Hall of Light.

The hall, as wide as a small square, was empty, only the Pope sat on the throne at the end and closed his eyes in meditation. On his side is Lancelot. On a stone platform not far in front of the two of them, the bag containing the hilt of the Black Star lay quietly on it.

"As expected...didn't you come here directly?" The Pope, who seemed to be in a doze, suddenly opened his eyes slightly, looked at the pocket in front of him and said with a smile. "Based on the previous situation, I thought he would really try his best to grab it."

"Is he the only one? Your Majesty."

"It seems that old guys like Sandro and Agrinel are not interested in coming to take risks with him... I don't know if it's our luck or their luck..." The Pope Standing up on the chair, fondling, "It seems that he will not come to us on his own initiative, we should take the initiative to greet him."

"Quickly use the teleportation scroll. You go first." In the prison, Asa suddenly whispered to Ai Yimei. Although it doesn't look abnormal now, his intuition always feels that something is wrong from Talis's attitude.

"But..." Aiyimei hesitated, Asa had already given her the prepared teleportation scroll, but she insisted on waiting to rescue Talis and let everyone use it together.

"Use it quickly!" Asa was almost yelling.

The teleportation scroll was pulled away in Ai Yimei's hands, and the blue light unique to space magic flickered out. But only blinked once. A wave of white magic surged suddenly in the surrounding air, forcefully pulling, squeezing, and dissipating the teleportation magic. Ai Yimei still stayed where she was, and was not teleported away.

"Why is this? Is this... a space lock?" Asa looked around in surprise. But even with his true meditation perception ability, he was completely unaware of any abnormalities around him. But even the space lock that can prevent teleportation magic. It is also impossible to maintain it for a long time.

He didn't even feel where the sudden magical fluctuation just now came from. And it just dissipated in the air after the teleportation magic was canceled out, as if it was just an attribute of the space here.

"It's not a space lock, Celeste doesn't have such a valuable thing." With this voice, Lancelot's figure appeared at the prison door.

"You..." Asa was even more surprised, almost jumping up in surprise. With Lancelot's level, it is not impossible to follow him silently, but it is absolutely impossible to follow him until such a short distance before suddenly reappearing as if emerging from the ground.

What's even more unlikely is that he also saw other people behind Lancelot, many other people.

"Didn't Agrinel tell you not to come to the Castle of Glory?" With an old but steady and soft voice, the Pope also walked into the cell after Lancelot. "There is no space lock here, but there are people here, many people."

The Pope is not tall, but as soon as he walked in and stood there, Asa had the illusion that the old man seemed to be standing on a huge high platform overlooking him. Even Lancelot, who was originally much taller than him, didn't seem to be very conspicuous.

Following the Pope's words, many people immediately appeared in Asa's sight. The surrounding walls were shattered one after another. Dozens of templars used an extremely efficient method to tear down all the walls around the prison within a few breaths, leaving only the four corners to support the roof.

"Actually, I've wanted to see you for a long time, but I just waited until this time to have a chance. Surrender." The Pope looked at Asa and said lightly.

Although Asa has never seen this old man before, one can tell from his indifferent aura and natural composure that this old man with white beard and hair is the current pope, Gwen Magnus.

Asa did not speak. It wasn't the first time he heard someone say the word 'surrender' to him. Originally, he didn't pay much attention to such nonsense, but now it seems that it is not nonsense anymore. Dozens of templars and high-level priests surrounded here densely, including three temple knights who were with Negan and Lancelot, and Cardinal Adela was also present. With such a siege, surrender does seem to be the only option.

It seems to be the anger and injustice coming from nowhere, maybe it is the nature of the character that is not surrender, the key is that he still has the capital to give it a try, Asa didn't even think about the idea of ​​surrender, he just moved Moved another more practical idea.

Besides the Glory Castle, the ground on a mound not far away cracked, and two figures emerged from the ground, and immediately flew towards the Glory Castle at a fast speed. The swordsman guards on the outer edge of the castle immediately spotted the two intruders, and greeted them while sounding the alarm.

These are just two unarmed men who hardly even wear any clothes. One is tall and strong like a fortress of muscles, and the other is much thinner. But those elite swordsmen are as fragile as pieces of paper in front of these two men. Anyone who stands in their way will be pulled by their empty hands and smashed to pieces. No attitude to slaughter,

Just galloping towards the interior of Glorious Castle.

This is Rod Hart and Hilica. Although there is already a complete plan, Asa also brought these two fear knights just in case, but the undead breath on them is too strong in a place like Glory Castle where there are priests everywhere. It can be hidden, so they are only buried outside the city. Now it seems that such precautions are indeed necessary.

Even a cheetah running at full speed does not have the speed of two undead knights. Two undead creatures are galloping here at a speed that surpasses any creature~IndoMTL.com~Anyone who wants to resist in front And buildings were smashed to pieces. On their way, houses were collapsing, and limbs of masonry were flying here and there, like the waves of two sailfish galloping across the sea. Magicians and priests want to use magic, but the speed that can hardly be caught by sight makes it impossible for them to aim.

"Is this the reason why you don't want to surrender?" The pope smiled coldly as he looked at the two ghost knights who were colliding with them along the way. "Don't stop them, let them come here." His voice was not too loud, but it echoed throughout the Glorious Castle.

In just a blink of an eye, Xilica and Rod Hart rushed forward with a hurricane of collision and killing. Their figures did not stop, but directly rushed towards the Pope. The footsteps of the two ghost knights were so dense that it was like a hundred drums beating at the same time. The surrounding Templars had already surrounded the Pope in the center, drawing their swords and holding their shields, and the priests began to chant prayers.

At this time, the pope surrounded by the center stretched out his hand, pointed at the two dead knights who were about to hit the wall in front of him, and said lightly: "Stop."

It was as if time stood still suddenly, and the two necromancer knights who were in a state of turmoil and smashed everything in front of them suddenly stopped moving. These two unstoppable monsters immediately stopped in place under the pope's order, and then fell down like two clay sculptures.