Just then.
Outside the cathedral, voices gradually swelled into a deafening roar. Even in the secret chamber, they could be heard clearly.
Tens of thousands of believers had spontaneously gathered, their furious questions and roars rising after they witnessed the battle at Saint Grand Cathedral in Saint Grand Fort.
Overwhelmed by the tide of believers, the warriors holding the Clerics in custody had no choice but to give up the square and retreat into the cathedral's main hall.
However...
The number of gathered believers continued to multiply. All the faithful in Saint Grand Fort were converging here.
By contrast, the loyal Dead Servants secretly dispatched by the Chen King were far too few.
There was nothing to be done about that.
Even His Majesty the Chen King, as King of the Grand Duchy, could not have many Dead Servants whom he could guarantee were entirely under his control, untouched by the Holy See's influence, and willing to fight its Clerics.
But there could be no hesitation in this operation.
The Bishop's face lit up.
He felt the Faith Power gradually filling the cathedral. The sense of fulfillment that came from bathing in a flood of faith was a joy beyond words.
His body slowly rose into the air without a sound, hovering about half a meter above the ground as he looked down imperiously at Reilo.
"I am the Bishop of Saint Grand Cathedral, and this is Saint Grand Cathedral! Here, I am the will of the Creator of Light in the mortal realm. Lowly mortals, prepare to face the Lord's judgment! Whoever dares stand with you will share your guilt, be spurned by the Lord, and suffer Eternal Torment in the hell of death."
The Bishop did not attack at once. He was still trying to tempt the Grand