Inside the ruins (previous chapter slightly revised)

The appearances of Luther's two Avatar were created by him based on his split personality. One was his cowardly and tormented self, and the other was the red-haired, golden-eyed M. They were smeared with blood and covered in shadows, with only their outlines clearly discernible.

"!"

The moment Medici saw the Avatar belonging to M, his body stiffened abruptly, and his eyebrows twitched almost imperceptibly. But quickly, he seemed to realize that the woman before him was fundamentally different from the woman with pure, childlike eyes he had seen before, and the smile on his face returned.

Is this all the trick you have?

The former "Red Angel" evil spirit chuckled and said to Luther, "These two little gadgets won't be able to beat us."

"Snap."

He raised his hand and snapped his fingers.

"Click click click..."

Heavy footsteps followed.

From all parts of the Mausoleum, numerous guards rushed out at Medici's command and quickly assembled in ranks on the open ground in front of the hall. They wore ancient and heavy armor, and carried Steam rifles and various cold weapons, their metallic surfaces reflecting dazzling firelight.

A rich Spirituality emanated from within their armor, and their breath surged in the firelight.

The Royal Guard of George III, the "Disciplinary Paladin Order." "For all glory, we swear to defend His Majesty to the death!"

Their Spirituality resonated with Medici, and they cried out with fervor and fearlessness. They raised their weapons and stood in front of the Mausoleum, trying to stop Luther.

Luther glanced over coldly.

He and his Avatar, a total of three people, had to face an entire army of extraordinary beings and two Angel as reinforcements; the scene could only be described as desperate.

But so what?

"Brush!"

Luther and his Avatar swooped down. At the same time, he flipped his hand and took out half a rib. The rib was crystal clear and white, sharp at one end and slightly blunt at the other. He held the blunt end and directly inserted the bone spur into his body.

The Pain enters the stomach, is shared with the senses, and thus the suffering is amplified!

"Go forth, knights, defend your king!"

Medici spoke from mid-air. His Spirituality enveloped the legion, greatly boosting their strength and morale!

At that moment, Luther had already rushed to the front of the legion.

Seeing the knights surging towards him, he simply spread his arms wide, interlaced his fingers, and then— "Crackling sounds..."

Like wringing out a towel, Luther twisted his hands into a tight knot!

His eyes were bloodshot as he ripped his ten fingers and two palms apart, his finger bones breaking one by one, the sharp bone fragments rubbing against the sensitive nerves in his hands, sending a surge of terrible pain into his mind.

"Aaaaaaah!!"

The knights of the legion cried out in pain. In an instant, they felt an unbearable, extreme pain in their hands, as if their hands no longer belonged to them.

In such pain, they were simply unable to hold their weapons!

But Luther's actions were not over yet. He brutally tore apart the knotted hands, letting the Flesh be forcibly ripped apart, and directly stabbed the two pale knuckles into his own eyes.

Visual Deprivation!

Then come the ears!

Within seconds, Luther had shared the extreme pain of all his senses with the "Disciplinary Paladin Order," filling their brains with agony and rendering them unable to launch any effective attacks!

Taking advantage of this opportunity, Luther's two Avatar launched attacks Avatar.

The young Avatar screamed, uttering Filth and insane ravings at the enemy opposite him. The voice was filled with intense pain, amplifying the effect of the ravings to the extreme: "Crush the heart, tear the soul apart, make everything disappear!!" "Die, die, die, let me die with you..."

He cried out in his "Devil Transformation, blood flowing from his eyes and ears, as if he were experiencing Luther's pain as well.

Around him, the armored knights clutched their chests and collapsed one after another, like stalks of wheat blown down by a gale.

"Buzz--"

The Mercury light flashed and intertwined within the legion's lines, Harvest the lives of the enemy. Flying alongside the silver light were the blood and heads of those knights.

They charged forcefully through the enemy lines, advancing relentlessly towards the tomb.

Even though the knights were blessed with Medici's aura, which allowed them to share the pain and gain fearless Courage, they still struggled to withstand Luther's relentless attacks!

Just then, "The Balancer" Dlink made his move.

The former Duke of South Wales extended his right hand and solemnly declared to the three figures below:

"The Degeneration influence here has diminished, while the forces of reality have increased."

"Brush!"

An invisible sense of Order instantly spread out, and Luther immediately felt immense pressure. His abilities at the Flesh and shadow levels decreased significantly, and the "Pain" within his body ceased to be active. At the same time, his two Avatar immediately became sluggish, their Spirituality stagnant, as if being rejected by the entire space. In contrast, the knights' aura surged, their entire bodies filled with powerful energy.

"For His Majesty!"

Their eyes were bloodshot, and they shouted fanatically as they charged forward fearlessly, surging towards Luther and his Avatar like a tidal wave. Although their individual strength was inferior to that of Lu Luther and his two companions, their numbers made up for it. The three of them were like three isolated islands in the Berserk Sea, and were eventually swallowed up by the overwhelming waves.

Then.

A pure golden light suddenly burst forth from the tight encirclement of the armored knights.

The light grew brighter and brighter, forcefully tearing open the cracks and surging forth.

"Boom!"

It was a pure and dazzling light, like the Sun, with Luther, dressed in a blood-red robe, at its center. At this moment, there was no longer a trace of Degeneration on him; instead, he appeared incomparably holy, as if he were the purest person in the world.

The "Edict" issued by Dlink targeted Degeneration forces, and therefore immediately lost their effect!

"Buzz--"

After defeating the knight with his light, Luther did not hesitate to extend his right hand and point to the dark Mausoleum where George III was hidden.

"To abandon one's people is unjust; to manipulate people's hearts is unjust; to be indifferent and Indifference is unjust!"

With each shout, the golden light surrounding him intensified, and he was enveloped in the blazing fire of the Sun, appearing exceptionally dazzling. "And we will uphold Justice and bring the despicable king who committed these acts to justice!"

The "Sun" Pathway, the "Justice Mentor"!

The Justice he firmly believes in will ultimately be served, and the enemies he Judgement will surely be Judgement!

Luther's palm gathered a terrifying golden light, so intense it was hard to look directly at. As a result, the glowing moss on the rock walls was dried out and clung to the stone surface in a wrinkled state.

The light converged, eventually transforming into a blazing Spear of Light.

Before the two Angel could react, he gripped the Spear of Light and shot it toward George III's tomb!