It's not the protagonist, what does it matter if you are trapped in the Shura field

Chapter 618 The Yin God Cult Sends Greetings to You
Lovely's expression stiffened as she looked at the densely packed, standing corpses.

Ayining whispered a reminder, and she managed a weak smile.

It was just a ritual effect after all... W-what? I thought it was something more... No... that's all.

"Heh, bluff."

Tulas raised his scepter, and the knights of divine punishment drew their weapons. Just then, the sky brightened, and under the powerful magic, the vengeful spirits in the rain vanished in the light.

Tulas looked up and glanced in the direction of the church on the mountain.

"It really was you who did it."

"Is hiding the ceremonial corps in a place like that your plan?"

What, what kind of ceremonial delegation?

Isn't Vimir the only one at the church...?
Tulas chuckled coldly. "So, at least you can prove you were the ones who did it last time. You didn't think you could beat us with such a petty trick, did you?"

He waved his scepter, and the heavy rain stopped before him as if time had stood still, while the light on the scepter grew brighter and brighter.

"drink!"

A pale blue light wave spread out after the scepter fell, and the surrounding rain gradually became blurred in the rising light.

Then Tulas raised the scepter high above his head with both hands—

"Rain, display your divine power!"

A storm of air rippled around him, and some force broke through the limitations, unleashing its power. In his devout posture, Tulas looked like a god.

The next moment, blue light burst forth in the rain, and beams of light engulfed the street. From within them, figures gradually emerged in the heavy rain.

A lion's crown, and dark gold armor.

Knights from the West emerged from the blue light and instantly filled every open space in the streets, whether on rooftops or on the ground, wherever the rain fell.

Wherever the rain falls, the knights follow.

The situation became overwhelmingly dire at that moment; these knights were not undead, but living, breathing members of the Second Prince's Western Frontier Knights.

The Fifth Princess and her entourage were completely surrounded. There were only about thirty of them, while there were hundreds of Western Knights in sight. The rain splashed on them, forming a white wall. The White Bell Knights beside the princess immediately drew their weapons.

"Is your purification still effective now?" Tulas smiled, gripping his scepter.

Shaye: (▼ヘ▼#)
……

In the alley, having evaded the pursuit of the Divine Punishment Knight, Luo Wei looked up at the scene of the sky surging.

Establishing teleportation channels in cities to bypass the drawbacks of attacking human towns, and catching opponents off guard if captured quickly enough, is something anyone can think of.

How can the arrival of divine soldiers be considered a siege?

But it's impossible for those vengeful spirits in the rain to take over the entire town, so no matter what, the knights from the West will eventually arrive, and they can use the pretext of exterminating the vengeful spirits.

Therefore, the Sun God Cult couldn't possibly rely on these spies. Even with the few teleportation portals they built, they might not be able to transport the Western Knights over by dawn. So these people must have other methods.

Now Loewe knows.

So they can do this with rain. The time I deliberately came to the city gate a few days ago and acted helpless, probably to mislead them.

Ah.

Luo Wei gave a cold laugh.

To use so many schemes to deal with them, it's clear that the world of theocracy is full of cunning and scheming.

At that moment, he glanced at Kiruri, who was lying silently by the wall.

"I only saved you because of Miss Mary. If you enjoy dying so much, please stay out of my sight."

Kiruri lay there without saying a word.

That's normal, since the numbness in her body hasn't been relieved, so she can't speak even if she wants to.

This wasn't necessarily a bad thing for Luo Wei. Although this unexpected turn of events forced him to conceal his strength and use magic to save her, almost resulting in him being hit along with her, he was now able to extricate himself from the situation, which was originally part of his own plan.

However, Marin will have to rely on himself. Well... although Lowe doesn't think he's inherently too bad, he doesn't intend to help him to that extent. He should strive for the opportunity himself.

After confirming that there were no Divine Punishment Knights around, Luo Wei stood up from the ground, took out a bottle of paralysis potion, and fed it into the mouth of the adventurer girl.

"It will be deactivated in about three minutes. Then you can find somewhere to run away or report to the guild. I won't save you a third time. If I see you again, I'll tie you up and throw you in the trash."

After saying that, he got up to leave and reached his hand into the ripples.

Then he heard a soft sob behind him.

Kiruri: "..."

painful.

Luo Wei stopped there, his gaze amused. "So you do feel pain, huh? I thought you didn't."

He then reached his hand through the ripples into his cloak, tossed a bottle of holy dew onto the soaking wet girl, and left.

Kiruri: "..."

She wanted to call out to the other person, but her throat was stuck there.

What should I say to him? I came here to question him, but he saved my life instead.

It hurts so much...it hurts so much...

As she gradually regained consciousness, a burning pain spread through her body. Staring at the relentless rain falling from the sky, the fear in her heart still lingered.

She had never seen a man as terrifying as the priest she had just met. He seemed capable of destroying half a street with a single blow. How could such a terrifying person exist in reality, and yet he had attacked her?

The low growls that could be heard from a great distance and the blue light shining through her made her realize that things had completely exceeded her expectations.

How could such a thing possibly happen...?

Then she noticed a small bottle on her body. It was something the other person had casually tossed onto her after getting dressed, as if it were something they had done afterward. Inside was the Holy Dettol she had been longing for for so long.

An indescribable sense of grievance welled up in her heart.

Even the usually strong-willed Cirri couldn't hold back at this moment and burst into tears in the pouring rain.

How could this be...?

How can there be such an annoying person...!

……

On the frontal battlefield.

Faced with the continuous stream of Western Knights, Lovely's face did not show the fear she had shown before.

"I really can't do anything with you." Tulas shook his head, looking at her imposing manner.

"You are, after all, the fifth princess of the Lion Garden. I dare not harm you. Giving up this war would be better for both of us."

“Are you talking about yourself?” Lovely looked at him without wavering.

"hehe."

Tulas smiled and ordered the knights to surround them.

Before the operation began, the second prince's advisor Scarlett specifically approached him to warn him to be careful of a man named Rowe Bruka. However, neither his previous observations nor his current defenses revealed anything unusual to him, and now he didn't even know where the man was.

Lovely also had no idea where that nobody had gone.

Wasn't that the guy who rushed out to save people just now? Putting aside who that orange-haired girl is, what happened to her after he saved her?
Saya and Ayining then stepped in to block them.

The only fighting force they brought this time was the three of them... and the two of them.

“This is truly remarkable; you actually have angels in your ranks,” Tulas said, looking at the wings that had unfurled behind Saya.

High-ranking races are not commonly seen on the battlefield, but temple angels are the best of the best in this regard. Wielding their spears, they are unstoppable in the enemy ranks. Their martial prowess and magical abilities are both outstanding, and they outclass knights in every aspect. They are a precious and powerful high-ranking military force.

There's only one angel in front of us, which might be a bit troublesome to deal with, but there's nothing to fear about a lone angel.

Saya, who was regarded as the Angel of the Ruins, said nothing, but simply held her spear and coldly faced the hundreds of knights from the Western Frontier.

Ayining also took out the Earthly Branch Sword.

Despite the heavy rain, the magic was still working to bring the knight over. She turned and glanced at Sif, signaling to protect Lovely and leave the rest to her and Saya.

And at this moment——

The temperature in the rainwater dropped sharply, and a black mist rose from the ground. Lovely, Sif, and the others suddenly felt dizzy.

“Haven’t you noticed yet?” Tulas sneered. “You’ve been in the ring for a long time. I’m telling you all this just to wait for the ceremony to begin.”

For a moment, the White Bell Knights all felt a wave of weakness, and they could barely hold their swords, as their strength was rapidly drained away.

A blurry, unreal figure appeared before Tulas, half of it still embedded in the ground, its head tilted back with a bewildered expression.

"This is divine punishment!!"

Tulas shouted and raised his scepter again. Dark vines sprouted from the rain-soaked ground, and the surrounding space began to distort.

"I've already controlled things to the point where I won't take your lives. Heh, I wasn't this merciful when I used to. Just stay there and watch."

At this moment, Saya spoke up.

"What exactly have you been doing since just now?"

Tulas did not respond to her words, but instead tightened the restraints on her feet, paying special attention to the angel.

Instead of following the dark, surging power, it was shattered by Saya, who stood still in place.

"…What?"

For the first time, Tulas showed hesitation.

Saya raised her head and struck the ground with her spear. The vines and black mist on the ground receded like waves, and even the surrounding rain stopped.

"All you do is rain, what's there to be so arrogant about?" Saya looked at the other person as if they were crazy.

Tulas's expression froze for a moment.

He then burst into laughter: "Hahahaha! Hahahaha!!"

Saya looked at him with a very ill expression.

"You mean it's just raining?" Tulas laughed arrogantly, but his gaze turned icy the next moment.

He clenched his arms, and an unnamed tremor came from the earth. The rising divine pressure spread to the sky above everyone's heads, and the scene of the sky cracking open was like the end of the world.

The meaning of the rain had completely changed, and after a brief pause, it fell again, carrying a dark divinity that profoundly eroded people's hearts.

The mental corruption even affected the Knights of the West. They saw their own reflections from different periods appearing around them, and feelings of regret and remorse immediately filled their minds, gradually causing them to lose their ability to think. Sif pinned Lovely down and struggled to raise her sword to create a barrier to defend herself.

The illusory figure in the center remained kneeling there, looking bewildered.

Tulas said coldly, "I've changed my mind. Except for the Fifth Princess, I'm going to kill you all."

Saya closed her eyes.

The next moment, crimson divine light rose from her body.

The boundless aurora suddenly enveloped the entire sky. The sky above White Harbor Town was a deep crimson, all bathed in this divine light, making it seem as if a crimson sun had risen in the rainy night.

The surrounding world began to change rapidly. The heavens and earth exploded in an instant, leaving only a crimson color, submerged in a crimson battlefield. The heavy rain and the phantoms on the ground all shattered like dust.

This light could even be seen on the Cracked Mountains outside White Harbor Town.

Saya opened her eyes, her hair, eyes, and wings now dyed red. Holding a spear in her hand, she looked down at the creature before her like a god.

Tulas was stunned.

He subconsciously assessed the other party's status, not having time to express any thoughts. A third-level god... the peak of a third-level god... or even above that... How could that be?!
Where did she come from?!?
Even within the entire Yellow Sun Temple, there is only one second-order angel mentioned in legends and records!

“I’m ready to fight if you want,” Saya said, gripping her spear.

Her power completely suppressed the effects of the rain, as if everything that had just happened was child's play. This divine domain enveloped White Harbor, and the Western Knights, who had just recovered from the erosion of the heavy rain, were immediately rendered immobile once again.

The Scarlet-Winged Valkyrie.

Tulas's eyes froze for a moment. He never expected to encounter a true god in such a place, but he would never sit idly by and wait to die.

"Knights of the West! Spread out and take over the cities now!! She can't handle everything by herself, ignore this angel!!"

Before the Western Knights could respond, Saya's gaze sharpened as she looked around and crimson flames rose from the ground, even tinging the air with a pale red hue.

The knight, trapped in the area and clenching his teeth, was unable to move, and even straightening up was difficult, let alone fighting.

Knights: What is this...!
Tulas was startled, then took something from his robes, and without thinking, released the temporary shackles, revealing his sealed true form—

Like a beating heart, the rain fell steadily after the sediment of filth, taking on the colors of the starry sky.

That was a contaminated level-two divine core.

Just then, a scepter pierced through Tulas's body from behind, and Tulas looked down in shock at the gaping hole in his chest.

Then a cold voice came from behind:

"The Yin God Cult sends its greetings to you."

(End of this chapter)