The game has become a real alternate world

"On the way here, I heard they seem to have already taken over Vitra City. Can you tell me the situation there now?"

At this moment, the Bishop spoke: "We dispatched the Holy Knights' troops, and also the reinforcements that you sent ahead earlier.

According to the latest intelligence, they are trying to stop those cultists coming out of Vitra City and find a way to breach this city."

Upon hearing this, Kana nodded slightly.

"It seems those damn cultists have already succeeded, and we can no longer let them continue their arrogance, otherwise more irreparable things will happen."

"That's right, once the Church's troops fail to stop them, they can surround us from the rear of Vitra City and annihilate us all here."

The Bishop said, his voice seemingly very calm.

"Since that's the case, we can't wait any longer. Leave it to us. All cultists will turn to ashes in our hands."

Saying this, without waiting for others to say anything, Kana continued: "From what I know about Martin, he might use all his strength to breach the fortress tonight.

He must have weapons you've never seen before, so I suggest you'd better organize a retreat now, leaving those who are prepared to die."

After that, Kana didn't explain, turned around, and left without looking back.

The tent instantly burst into noise.

Kana came outside, found the Count who was preparing to act, and his companion. After talking with them briefly, he quickly left with the troops he brought along.

The reason he didn't head straight for Vitras but came here first to take a look was mainly because he hadn't encountered the Count's troops, wanting to see the situation here.

And make some arrangements in passing.

Now that he understood the situation, it was time to get to serious business.

Rushing full speed towards Vitra City.

...

Outside Vitra City.

This place had already become a new battlefield.

George drew his bow, shooting an arrow through a cultist's head.

At this moment, an assassin cultist dashed out from the shadows, aiming a dagger glinting with cold light at George's neck.

Faced with the sudden attack, George didn't panic; he leapt high, soaring into the air.

This unexpected leap into the sky left the assassin cultist completely startled, wondering what magic this was.

Before he could recover, George in mid-air released another arrow.

Sensing the threat above, the assassin immediately tried to dodge using his agility, but the black aura already ensnared him.

However, it was all too late.

He saw a sharp point protruding from his forehead, stained with his own blood.

He stood there dumbfounded.

"Why...so fast?"

He couldn't understand why the arrow's speed was so fast.

He had just noticed, just ready to dodge.

Perched on a treetop, George didn't even glance at the corpse, his bow and arrow targeting elsewhere.

"Get out of my way!"

On the battlefield, Getai roared in fury, his thick short legs stomping hard on the muddy ground.

Invisible ripples spread outwards.

Instantly, the cultists charging at him felt as if their steps were being dragged down, staggering.

The ground cracked open, stones protruded, forming rocky spikes that crashed into the cultists.

Knocking them all down.

"Oh? Thanks!"

A figure flashed by, wielding a weapon, turning three cultists into corpses.

The attacker was Eric.

Witnessing this, Getai's eyes widened: "Damn it! You actually snatched..."

Before he could finish, Eric kicked two cultists, punching them towards him.

"Why so stingy? Here you go."

Not far away, a Holy Knight held his abdomen, Holy Light maintaining his wound.

A cultist's corpse lay before him.

"Watch out behind you." Blake appeared before him at some point, the Holy Light entwined on his sword slashing the cultist attacking from behind, sending him flying.

With another hand, he tapped the knight's shoulder, letting healing Holy Light flow in, instantly healing the Holy Knight's wound.

"This...this healing effect..." The Holy Knight looked at his abdomen where the wound had scabbed over, recovering, leaving him completely baffled.

The Saintess watched the Night Watchers' battle, Anita by her side.

"This is nothing like... a newly formed small organization."

Anrita was already stunned.