Chapter 117: The Divine Retribution Knight Order
Hate was hate, but the civilians still mechanically chopped down the endless Blood Servants coming at them, and the Knight Order members also operated in a numb way.
They didn't want to die yet.
They had to keep fighting.
Only Vikalina gave Sylar a cold glance. She had no interest in finishing him off.
The life of this Blood Servant was rapidly fading. He had at most a few seconds left to live.
The female knight was about to immediately fill in the possible gap in the defense line, but she still couldn't help but bend down and look at him: "Sylar, don't forget, you are of the bloodline of the Divine Retribution Knight Order, and you were detected to resonate with the Knight Order's sacred scars, which is why you were so favored in your family."
"If you were infected by the Blood Clan and died for them, it would surely provoke the anger of the Divine Retribution Knight Order. With your unawakened bloodline, you could at least awaken a Silver-Rank Knight Order member. They would not hesitate to take revenge, and they would wipe out your master from the Blood Clan and the entire Blood Clan!"
Vikalina wasn't sure if Sylar had been infected by the Silver Blood Clan that was chasing her and Sivis. She coldly said these words.
She had her own anger too!
The great opportunity she had worked so hard for was ruined by Sylar alone.
Vikalina didn't want him to die easily.
Sylar was stunned for a moment, then laughed again. He covered his exposed belly with his remaining hand and laughed, making his internal organs tremble. His large intestine fell along with his liver to the ground, splattering with dust: "Divine Retribution Knight Order? Even if they awaken, what can they do? Do you really think they can find the space where my clan is?"
"They would only come to investigate the place where I die, and then 'administer justice'."
"You should worry about your friend first."
"Saint is missing nearby, and the Radiant Great Array has just been completed. When the blood plague breaks out, they will definitely believe that Minnet City and the surrounding areas have been corrupted by evil. They will start a massacre here!"
"You were close to that nobleman named Sivis, right? I don't think he can escape the Knight Order's sword!"
Sylar laughed coldly — the Blood Clan that had infected him didn't know the secret of the Divine Retribution Knight Order's bloodline. They had chosen the wrong person to infect.
But Sylar knew that even if the Knight Order investigated, they wouldn't be able to find his master. All the master had to do was hide in the special space of the Blood Clan!
The Divine Retribution Knight Order would only unleash their fury near Minnet City.
When those crazy people believed "there is evil here," their destructive power was not any less than the Blood Clan's!
Thinking about how he was using his life to erase the "stain" for the Blood Clan and also causing a big spectacle, how could he not be excited?
"Hahaha!"
"You didn't mention it, I almost forgot!"
"There will be a great show after I die!"
With the laughter, Sylar's life quickly drained away, and his consciousness gradually sank into darkness.
He had wanted to see Vikalina's panic and confusion in his final moments!
He wanted her to know...
Sivis was dead for sure!
Even if he survived this plague.
He would be killed without hesitation by the Divine Retribution Knight Order's enforcers!!
Those crazy people were sealed away by the church precisely because they were too uncontrollable, too insane.
Besides during the Battle of Exorcism, the existence of this group only brought trouble to the whole world.
In their eyes, anything even slightly connected to evil deserved to die!
When these Divine Retribution enforcers discovered that this bloodline resonance was so tainted by the Blood Clan, they would come to the area around Minnet City, and declare that everything there had been in cahoots with evil.
Saint is missing here...
the Radiant Great Array is about to be completed, and right then the blood plague breaks out...
could it be that you locals were also involved behind the scenes?
The Divine Retribution enforcers wouldn't listen to any excuse or lie.
They would just declare—
Guilty!
Then...
Kill!
Sylar had already seen the image of all living beings in at least several large areas centered on Minnet City being wiped out.
After all, this was a remote part of the kingdom, and there were hardly any Silver-Rank members around.
Who would be able to stop those crazy people?
Sylar found it funny...
he found it very amusing!
But then, when he looked at the female knight, he was stunned.
Vikalina showed no sign of panic at all. Instead, she spoke with a serious expression:
"Then you don't need to worry about it. My friend Sivis has a pure soul and a good character. He would never be misunderstood by the Divine Retribution Knight Order's warriors. In fact, they would get to know each other and become allies."
"Y-you're serious...?" Sylar opened his mouth, trying to smile, but his body was too far gone. He couldn't say anything more. His face had already turned into a mass of rotting blood and couldn't form any expression.
But before his soul completely faded and disappeared...
Sylar really wanted to tell Vikalina: What good is a noble character?
Unless you're a perfect, spotless moral saint, you couldn't pass the judgment of those "Divine Retribution enforcers"!
And even if Sivis's character was good enough to make them show mercy...
Those crazy people would most likely declare the entire surrounding area as a "guilty" place —— about someone's personal conduct?
Kill everyone!
Where's the individual?!!
Sylar found Vikalina utterly ridiculous: a little nobleman could trick her so easily?
Who in the world is a noble that doesn't have birthright privileges and doesn't ruthlessly exploit commoners?
The so-called "noble friend" was just a more evil and better disguised villain!
Sivis would definitely be torn apart by the Divine Retribution Knight Order, and probably executed in the most brutal way —— but he could never say any of this out loud anymore.
His mouth twisted into a final mocking smile, and his pupils gradually lost focus.
Sylar's smile never reached anyone, his face had already melted away.
Vikalina didn't change at all because of Sylar's words.
Just...
The female knight didn't notice ——
The civilians around her had similar expressions. They didn't think there was anything wrong with what the Blood Clan said before dying.
Just the useless barking of a failed villain!
Many members of the Knight Order, that silver-rank cleric, and some priests had expressions that were extremely strange.
They knew... Sylar was actually right.
To Vikalina, the Divine Retribution Knight Order was a group that had shone brightly during the ancient wars against evil, and had never shown any corruption, change, or decay. It was the glory of the Church, the object of her worship.
In her mind, how could these people be unreasonable, blind, and crazy fools?
The truth was, the Divine Retribution Knight Order had most of its members sealed away before they were even fully developed. New members were recruited each year, trained, and then sealed after a few missions.
It wasn't because the Church was afraid of their too-pure morality affecting their own corruption, was it?
That wasn't likely —— just like Vikalina, who was chosen as the successor of the "Holy Flame Lance" because of her talent.
The Church wasn't afraid of some pure-hearted people. In fact, they could even use their existence to promote their own "greatness" more effectively.
The Divine Retribution Knight Order was sealed away because they were too crazy!
But this answer was something Vikalina couldn't accept, and she didn't want to believe it.
Everyone present had some sort of... distance from Sivis.
So they naturally didn't remind her, and with a silent understanding, they simply ignored Sylar's last words on this world —— even if the Divine Retribution Knight Order killed a lot, the negative impact would only affect the people of Minnet City and the surrounding areas. What did it have to do with them, the "lords" who were already planning to return to the Church and enjoy themselves?
Everything and everything just seemed like a small, unimportant incident.
The crowd still guarded the front line, resisting the attacks of the Blood Servants.
Vikalina remained calm as she moved around, dealing with the suddenly emerging monsters or relieving pressure on a particularly strained section of the defense line.
Including the silver-rank cleric, who was sitting cross-legged, trying to suppress the infection in his body, and at the same time, using part of his attention to observe the surroundings — he wasn't really a fool. He knew that if he didn't do anything, once the defense line broke, he wouldn't even have to wait for the infection to take effect — he'd be dead already.
So, he often sent out some magical support.
The commotion caused by Sylar just seemed like a hallucination.
Among the many members of the Knight Order and the civilians, they all somehow felt their inner pressure drop a little in this seemingly "peaceful" atmosphere. They still firmly kept the monsters outside the defense line. This process seemed to stretch into eternity, as if there was still a chance for people to be saved.
But the truth never changed according to people's will.
As a series of terrifying noises echoed, a civilian suddenly turned pale and took a step back — he was gripping his arm, because the number of monsters had increased so much that even with the three-person rotation system, the civilians' stamina was starting to run thin.
The knights of the Knight Order fared even worse: they had no rotation tactics, so they had to fight alone, and now several of them were silently stepping back, almost letting a few Blood Servants break into the factory area!
Luckily, Vikalina was always on the move, and she quickly intervened to prevent a disaster from breaking out.
Light flashed, and a few Blood Servants turned into ashes.
"Pay attention!" she muttered, somewhat frustrated.
The Knight Order member she was reprimanding surprisingly didn't argue back. His face was still grim. "What do we do? I feel like I can't hold on much longer..."
"Vikalina, what should we do? And... is there still a chance to be saved?"
In this critical moment, instead of asking the silver cleric they were supposedly "united" with, they looked toward Vikalina, as if just hearing the female knight say "there's still hope" would give them a few more seconds of strength.
At this moment, Vikalina's expression was stiff to the extreme. — If she could, she would have wanted to say, "There's still a chance, hold on, there's hope."
Now, looking at the endless waves of monsters surrounding her, she remained silent.
But...
Finally, Vikalina showed a look of determination and spoke —