Chapter 470 Sin Archbishop
"A monster, this is a true monster."
"Just its roar alone has such power?"
"Can we really... fight a monster like this?"
Soldiers looked up at the sky, watching the slowly descending dark shadow.
Every face became extremely grim.
Facing one of the legendary three great monsters...
If they weren't all carefully selected elite...
They probably would have already lost their composure.
"Do not panic."
Just then, Crusch's voice rang out. "Today, this monster that is a natural disaster will fall."
"This battle... will be won."
Her voice seemed to possess an inexplicable magic, dispelling the fear in everyone's hearts.
"Your morale-boosting magic is quite good."
Ayato praised, then said, "Alright, let's finish this quickly."
"Yes, Master." xN.
In response, several figures shot into the sky.
The fastest was clearly the strongest, Kuroka.
Under everyone's gaze, she met the descending behemoth head-on and delivered a kick.
Boom!
A thunderous roar.
Tangible ripples rolled outward.
Countless soldiers' faces turned pale, their ears ringing, their minds blank.
The next moment!
The White Whale's massive body was sent flying backward, shattering layers of air.
"I... I didn't see that wrong, did I?"
"That woman... kicked the White Whale away?"
After a brief silence, an uproar broke out.
Everyone's pupils contracted, their eyes nearly popping out.
This scene was far too exaggerated.
"ROAR!"
The White Whale shook its head, its eyes filled with brutality.
It seemed completely enraged.
Then!
Under countless people's shocked gazes.
Two smaller White Whales slowly emerged.
This was another of its abilities.
It could split into two clones with a certain amount of combat power.
Generally speaking...
It could use its clones to entangle enemies while its main body rested.
But unfortunately.
This time, it had chosen the wrong opponent.
In an instant!
It and its two clones were surrounded.
Bang! Bang! Bang!
The sounds of physical collisions were unending. Kuroka and the others attacked continuously, tearing off large chunks of flesh with each strike.
The White Whale had no power to fight back.
Even using its elimination-type white mist, it couldn't touch Kuroka and the others in the slightest.
After more than ten seconds.
"ROAR!"
With a miserable wail, the two clones disappeared, and the White Whale's body fell helplessly from the sky.
Like a meteor striking the earth.
The entire ground was cratered.
Staring at the corpse in the deep pit, everyone stood frozen.
Dead?
The Mist Monster that had ravaged the world for hundreds of years...
Had died just like that?
Everyone's expressions were dazed, as if in a dream.
But soon.
Cheers like mountains roaring and seas surging echoed through the clouds.
"Thanks to Master's relationship, this subjugation was able to go so smoothly."
Crusch looked at these soldiers and smiled. "Otherwise, even if we succeeded, who knows how many people would have died here."
"Celebrating is still too early."
Ayato turned his head. "The White Whale is just an appetizer. We haven't eaten the main course yet."
"The W-Witch... Cult?"
Before Crusch could come to her senses, she felt an endless frenzy erupt around her.
At some point, Rem, who had been quietly driving the carriage, had stood up.
In her hand, a gigantic meteor hammer swung wildly, her gaze fixed on the distance.
Following her gaze.
Only to see figures dressed in black robes with hoods dashing towards them from afar.
The leader...
Was a pale-skinned man with green hair, seemingly devoid of any blood.
Petelgeuse Romanee-Conti.
The Sin Archbishop of Sloth among the Witch Cult.
"What a beautiful, what a beautiful sight."
"Brain is trembling!"
Petelgeuse stopped, putting his fingers one by one into his mouth for no reason, biting them bloody, but madly laughing.
"Hahaha, meeting here must be a trial given to me by the Witch."
"Let me, on the correct path, accept the test of love!"
His body twisted, his face full of frenzy.
Such a mad posture.
The soldiers' joyful cheers abruptly stopped.
But!
Someone moved.
"Witch Cultists..."
Words heavy with hatred echoed, and Rem leaped up.
The meteor hammer in her hand brought forth a ferocious hurricane.
"Oh my, she beat us to it."
Elsa said with a smile. "But Rem's killing intent towards the Witch Cult is really strong."