I can see experience bars after being transported to another world.

The two deacons lay on the ground, blood gushing from their wounds and spreading across the bluestone floor.

Lu Yuan's gun was still emitting wisps of smoke, and the air was filled with the pungent smell of burning gunpowder.

Lu Yuan's hand was steady; all four bullets hit his limbs.

It wasn't that he was soft-hearted, but rather that he knew very well that killing members of the Church in Grimport, even the Night's Watch, would have to think twice about the consequences.

The time synchronization was turned off, and the world returned to normal. Lu Yuan quietly looked at Priest Andrew in front of him. After all, the combat power he had shown was enough to prove that he was not just a doctor. Anyone with a slightly normal mind would carefully consider whether they could bear the consequences of continuing to fight.

But the priest Andrew before him clearly had no intention of giving him any room to back down.

Andrew's face was ashen, and his once kind face was now twisted and almost deformed.

The scripture in his hand suddenly shone brightly with golden light, its sacred radiance dazzling within the silent barrier, like a small sun suspended in mid-air.

Lu Yuan squinted instinctively; the light was too bright.

"You cannot afford the price of blaspheming angels!"

Andrew's voice carried suppressed anger, and a hint of...fear?

Lu Yuan keenly noticed this.

Yes, fear.

A dignified church priest, accompanied by two deacons, came to "invite" a child, only to have all his subordinates injured by a mere doctor. If word got out, where would he put his face?

More importantly, just a moment ago, he clearly felt a strange aura emanating from inside the clinic.

The aura was ancient and dark, the complete opposite of the angelic light he believed in.

Andrew clasped his hands together, and the scripture floated in front of him, its pages turning on their own.

With each page turned, the sacred aura in the air grew stronger, and the suffocating sense of oppression made Lu Yuan subconsciously raise the muzzle of his gun again.

"Bang."

"The angels have granted me the power of judgment!"

The sound of flames bursting and Andrew's voice rang out simultaneously.

The next moment, a golden beam of light shot out from above the scripture, heading straight for Lu Yuan.

And it melted the silver-plated bullets in mid-air!

The beam of light came too fast.

It happened so fast that Lu Yuan didn't even have time to think.

But suddenly, a line of glaring gray-white text appeared at the edge of his vision:

[WARNING! Holy light attack detected, please take cover!]

Lu Yuan's pupils contracted.

His hand almost instinctively reached into his clothes.

Timekeeping.

Click!

A soft click of a mechanism sounded again.

[Time synchronization acceleration (enabled)]

[Sanity Consumption: -1..-1]

The world slowed down once again in Lu Yuan's eyes.

The golden beam of light, like solidified lightning, slowly flew towards him.

The originally blinding light now resembled elongated golden threads, each strand clearly visible, and one could even see the sacred runes flowing within the beams.

Lu Yuan turned his body slightly to the side.

He then watched helplessly as the beam of light grazed the edge of his trench coat, sending up a trail of scorching sparks.

He smelled the burning fabric and felt the searing pain from the divine power—even a mere glancing blow felt like his skin was being scorched by flames.

boom!

The wooden door behind them was hit head-on by the beam of light.

It instantly turned into a pile of charred remains, and even the door frame caught fire.

If he had been even a fraction of a second slower...

Lu Yuan dared not think any further.

And since Andrew actually went for the kill, then he can't blame himself.

The revolver was re-aimed, and this time three bullets were fired in quick succession, aimed at Andrew's hand holding the scripture, his head, and his chest!

The bullet traced a straight line in Lu Yuan's vision, slowly flying towards Andrew.

But at the very moment it was about to hit.

A golden light screen exploded! The silver-plated bullet seemed to be paused, freezing in place before exploding!

Bullet fragments flew everywhere.

Andrew's expression remained unchanged, and the scriptures continued to emit golden light, with new rays of light already emerging.

[Rationality: 72/75 → 71/75 → 70/75...] (Rationality seems to be wrong. I'll go check how much is wrong later. Also, I'm stupid, please forgive me!!! I kowtow.)

The numbers at the edge of my field of vision continued to decline, like some kind of silent warning.

Lu Yuan gritted his teeth, and fine beads of sweat appeared on his forehead.

It was clear that Andrew was already prepared when he first saw that Lu Yuan had extraordinary items.

The large-caliber revolver couldn't even penetrate Andrew's protective light barrier!

Moreover, the time synchronization cost is too high.

Every second is eroding my sanity.

It can't be left on all the time.

Lu Yuan adjusted the angle of his revolver and pulled the trigger three times in a row, aiming at Andrew's head.

If the string of silver-plated bullets still couldn't break through the golden light barrier in front of him, then Lu Yuan would have no choice but to prepare to run away.

The time synchronization was shut down the next moment, and the world returned to normal speed.

The stretched perception suddenly contracted, and everything around became noisy and chaotic again.

"Whoosh whoosh"

The bullets streaked through the air, creating splashes.

But next second.

"Buzz"

The scriptures trembled, the bullet was once again pressed into the air, and then exploded into fragments.

Andrew was surprised when his attack missed, then looked at the protective badge that had been activated on his body and a look of anger flashed in his eyes.

A cold smile curled at the corner of his lips, a smile that appeared particularly sinister under the golden light.

"You've got some skills, but that's about it, isn't it?"

His voice carried a hint of amusement, like a cat toying with a dying mouse.

"How many bullets do you have left? How many more times can you dodge?"

The scriptures shone brightly again.

This time, three beams of light shot out simultaneously, forming a fan shape that blocked all of Lu Yuan's escape routes.

Lu Yuan's heart sank.

The world slowed down again, and three beams of light, like three golden pythons, slowly approached him.

His body weaved through the gaps in the beams of light, every movement precise to the millimeter.

Sideways, head down, roll over—

He barely escaped the clutches of death, but the price was two charred marks on his trench coat, and—

[Rationality: 70/75 → 67/75]

Three points of reason, gone just like that.

Lu Yuan's face was a little pale, not because of fear, but because the sanity was being depleted too quickly. The seemingly high sanity value was actually pitifully low when used.

Andrew pressed forward relentlessly, his steps steady and powerful, each one radiating fearless confidence.

The light from the scripture in his hand grew ever brighter, and the sacred runes danced continuously on the pages.

"The judgment of the angels cannot be escaped!"

He stopped in his tracks, his voice like thunder echoing within the barrier of silence.

Another, even thicker beam of light shot out.

This one was more ferocious than any of the previous ones, with a diameter as thick as a bowl. Wherever it passed, the air was scorched and emitted a piercing hiss.

Lu Yuan was just about to activate the timekeeping function—

Sudden.

A powerful aura came from behind.

The aura was ancient and eerie, carrying a chilling sense of oppression.

It is not as bright and flamboyant as divine magic, but as dark and deep as an abyss, as if it can devour all light.

Lu Yuan's hair stood on end.

He was all too familiar with that aura.

It's ink.

A black barrier appeared out of thin air, blocking his way.

The barrier was as black as ink, with strange runes flowing across its surface, like some kind of ancient and mysterious cover page.

The golden beam struck the black barrier.

There was no explosion.

No sparks.

There was no sound.

The sacred beam of light was like a shooting star falling into an abyss, instantly swallowed up by the black barrier without even causing a ripple.

It's as if it never existed.

Andrew's expression changed drastically, his eyes filled with disbelief.

"This is... a title page of knowledge?!"

His voice was hesitant and confused.

As a priest who had served angels for many years, he knew better than anyone what this power meant.

That is the opposite of the sacred, and it is the power that embodies knowledge!