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The main forces had deployed in the forest outside Wasteland City, but the battle had not begun on the outskirts. It had broken out inside Wasteland City instead.
The Holy See was no foolish church. To stand for a thousand years, it had weathered countless storms and perils. Now that such a major incident had occurred—even threatening to overturn the Holy See—sending out a large army to stamp it out was only natural. As for underhanded methods like assassination, there was certainly no shortage of those either.
A decapitation strike had always been a sure-win deal. Once successful, it could directly unravel the rebellion in Wasteland City.
As they watched one of the assassins twitching on the ground, the other five Holy See assassins still wore murderous expressions, but something had clearly changed.
"I knew the Holy See would send out its elite assassination organization, Godslayer, again. Just as expected." An old man dressed in close-fitting leather armor stood before Dail and smiled with a trace of self-mockery.
"Xiu, I never thought you would defect to an evil heretical cult! And I never imagined you'd dare kill us Godslayers!" One assassin's voice carried the weight of time, but unlike the old man protecting Dail, he wore a suit of colorful armor—a poisonous green.
The old man called Xiu chuckled. "What evil heretical cult? You're the heretics here, aren't you? We're going to become the new Holy See. Mo, defect to us while you still can. We're all veterans of the Godslayer organization. When have I ever lied to you? Besides, you wouldn't want to face Tan and me, would you?"
"Tan came too?! This... this is impossible." The other man seemed utterly shocked.
"Heh. The Holy See treated Tan and me this way.