Chapter 281 The Villain Lady Arrives 109
"Success!" Alexander was delighted, and immediately led the team to pursue the victory and eliminate the remaining dark believers one by one.
At the same time, a grand gathering was being held at the headquarters of the Church of Light. The Archbishop stood on the platform, with high-ranking priests and wise men beside him, and believers and envoys from various countries gathered below.
"My dear friends, today, I stand here to expose to you a shocking conspiracy - the Dark Cult intends to shake the foundation of the Church of Light by framing our Saint Alice, and thus threaten the peace and stability of the entire continent!" Gabriel's voice resounded throughout the venue, and every word was powerful.
As soon as he finished speaking, there were exclamations and discussions in the meeting hall. The Archbishop ignored them and continued, "But our Church of Light will never sit idly by! We have sent an elite team deep behind enemy lines and successfully destroyed an important stronghold of the Dark God Cult, and exposed part of their conspiracy."
As he spoke, he signaled the servant beside him to present pieces of evidence to everyone. They were dark magic props, letters, and confessions of Dark God believers collected from the abandoned castle.
"These are irrefutable evidences!" Gabriel's voice was full of power. "We, the Church of Light, will unwaveringly fight against the forces of darkness until they are completely eliminated from this continent!"
Thunderous applause and cheers broke out in the venue, and envoys from various countries also expressed their full support for the actions of the Church of Light.
Deep inside the abandoned castle, when the chanting suddenly stopped, the darkness seemed to be torn apart by a sudden burst of light, and those crazy black-robed believers instantly fell into a brief moment of confusion and chaos. Their eyes changed from fanaticism to astonishment, and then to incredible anger.
A believer who seemed to be the leader had a face that was distorted even more hideously. He roared, "This is impossible! How could our ceremony be interrupted so easily?"
Before he finished speaking, Alexander led his team into the secret room, pointed his sword at the leading believer, and said coldly: "Darkness will eventually die in the light, and your conspiracy will eventually be exposed to the world."
The leading believer, with his eyes wide open, waved his dark staff in an attempt to summon the power of darkness again, but it was obvious that without the blessing of the chanter, his power was greatly reduced. The surrounding believers also gathered together unwillingly, trying to make a final resistance, but facing the well-trained and well-equipped Templar Knights, their resistance seemed so powerless.
"Church of Light! How dare you provoke our Dark God Church like this!" the leading believer shouted with gritted teeth, his voice full of unwillingness and resentment.
"Provocation?" Alexander sneered, "You were the ones who started the war, used despicable means to frame innocent people, and attempted to subvert the order of light and justice. Today is the day for you to pay the price!"
As the two sides were confronting each other, a burst of hurried footsteps suddenly came from outside the castle. Then, several dark believers covered in scars stumbled into the secret room, shouting in fear:
"Oh no! The reinforcements from the Church of Light have arrived, and our outer defense line has collapsed!"
This news was like a bolt from the blue, making the dark believers, who were already at a disadvantage, even more desperate. The face of the leading believer turned livid instantly. He knew very well that the Dark God Cult would be powerless to recover from today's battle. But he was still unwilling to fail, and shouted angrily: "Even if I die, I will make you die with me!"
However, just as he was about to cast the last of his dark magic, a powerful holy light descended from the sky, enveloping him and several of the believers around him. That was the help Archbishop Gabriel provided to the Templars through long-range magic support. Under the holy light, the power of darkness was rapidly weakened, and the leading believer screamed miserably, and eventually disappeared, leaving only dust on the ground.
Seeing this, the remaining dark believers abandoned their weapons and fled in all directions, but they had already been trapped by the dragnet set by the Knights Templar. They were either captured or committed suicide in despair, and there was no resistance left in the castle.
At the same time, at the gathering at the headquarters of the Church of Light, the Archbishop's voice remained firm and powerful, and he presented evidence one by one, each pointing directly to the crimes of the Dark Church. Envoys and believers from various countries were filled with righteous indignation, and expressed their willingness to join this just battle to fight against the forces of darkness.
However, in a corner of the crowd, a mysterious woman in a black cloak had a playful smile on her face. She was Chi Meng, and she had never thought that the Church of Light would so quickly and decisively pin all the blame on the Dark God Cult, and even launch such a large-scale offensive.
"It's really interesting." Chi Meng whispered to himself, with a complex light flashing in his eyes, "It seems that this game has become more exciting."
Chi Meng stood in the shadow of the crowd, her black cloak swaying gently, as if isolated from the surrounding noise.
In her deep eyes, there was a complex and indistinguishable light, which showed surprise at the Church of Light's drastic measures, helplessness at her plan being exposed in advance, but more of a subtle sense of relief. "This is good," she thought to herself, "at least it gives me enough time."
As the Archbishop finished speaking, the atmosphere in the meeting hall reached a climax. Envoys from various countries expressed their willingness to fight side by side with the Church of Light and fight against the forces of darkness. However, in this seemingly unstoppable torrent of justice, Chi Meng felt a little uneasy. She knew that the real battle had just begun, and her plan had only just begun.
"It's time to let the people of the Dark God Cult know that they are not just targets to be attacked, but also important players in this game." Chi Meng thought secretly in his mind, then turned around, left the venue quietly, and disappeared into the night.
After returning to a secret base of the Dark God Cult, Chi Meng did not show up directly, but passed the message to the top leaders of the Dark God Cult through secret communication methods. Soon, several ragged and hurried dark believers were taken into a secret room deep in the base.
"High Priest, it's bad! The Church of Light has launched a full-scale attack. Many of our strongholds have been destroyed, and we have suffered heavy losses!" A believer knelt on the ground and reported tremblingly.
The high priest, who was sitting in the center of the secret room, was wearing a black robe and had a gloomy face. He slowly stood up and scanned everyone present with a sharp gaze. "Humph, the Church of Light can't hold back any longer." The high priest snorted coldly, with anger and unwillingness in his tone, "But how can our Dark God Church be defeated so easily?"
"High Priest, what should we do next?" another believer asked anxiously.
The high priest was silent for a moment, as if he was thinking about something. Suddenly, a look of determination flashed in his eyes. "Pass the order down, all believers immediately go underground and avoid the sharp edge. At the same time, strengthen intelligence gathering. I want to know every move of the Church of Light. In addition, activate our "Shadow Plan". It's time to let the Church of Light taste our true power."
As the high priest gave the order, the atmosphere in the secret room instantly became tense and solemn. The believers followed the order and began to prepare intensively.