The atmosphere in the Echo Corridor instantly froze.
Charles looked at the murderous Lin Qiye and opened his mouth to explain, but under the circumstances, any words seemed pale and powerless.
Lin Qiye stared fixedly at Tyler. The latter gripped his longsword, determination surfacing on his bloodstained face. Half of his armor suddenly lit up, and fierce hurricane winds swirled around him.
At the same time, the patterns on the armor of knights stationed throughout the church lit up one after another. As if they had received some signal, they rushed toward the Echo Corridor at high speed!
"Looks like you don't intend to explain." Lin Qiye spoke coldly. He rolled his neck slightly, a series of crackling explosions sounding from within his body. Taking a step forward, he casually left a deep footprint in the stone floor of the Echo Corridor.
Lin Qiye narrowed his eyes, and surging killing intent swept through the church!
"Have you Holy Judgment Knights grown tired of living?"
As his words fell, Lin Qiye vanished from where he stood. A crimson afterimage swept across the ground at a speed too fast for the naked eye to catch, and a foot arrived at Tyler's chest in an instant!
Boom—!!
A dull, thunderous sound echoed through the Echo Corridor. That kick brutally dispersed the hurricane around Tyler, and even those razor-sharp Wind Blades failed to harm Lin Qiye's body in the slightest!
With one kick shattering the hurricane's protection, Tyler flew backward like a cannonball, smashing through two walls with a howl before crashing heavily into the church's nave.
Dust rose into the air. Tyler clutched his chest with one hand and struggled to sit up from the deep pit, suddenly coughing up several mouthfuls of blood.
He lowered his head to look at his armor.