"I..."
Vickfield suddenly found himself unable to move a single part of his body.
His spirituality seemed to have encountered its natural predator, shrinking back, trembling, terrified... not daring to make the slightest move.
That made him realize that this mastermind was more terrifying than any heretic he had ever captured!
Intense regret welled up in Vickfield's heart.
He should not have lost his reason at the sight of that earlier scene and rashly rushed over to arrest them. At the very least... he should have contacted the Inquisition first. Even if he had to bear the blame for acting without authorization afterward, it would still have been better than this!
"You... won't... get away..."
Vickfield used the last of his strength to squeeze out a few words through his lips.
He even frantically prayed in his heart to several existences, only to find it utterly useless.
Until the bell echoed beside his ears.
Dong! Dong!
A heavy bell rang out, and the area near the parliament building seemed to have entered another world.
The surroundings inexplicably dimmed. Even the sun's radiance faded, and all things seemed shrouded in a layer of ash.
This was one of the Sodoma royal family's foundations—an Unknowable Grade Strange Object, the Bell of Mitra Palace!
It severed the attacked street from the normal streets.
And in the next instant, incomparably powerful figures emerged from the Heaven-Reaching Tower at the Sun Church headquarters, from the great noble district, from the military... instantly descending into the severed area!
As the imperial capital, Plymouth had more than ten Your Majesties stationed there year-round. That did not even include the hidden strength of nobles without official posts, the royal family's reserves, and military powerhouses...
Sanu had only succeeded in launching his attack by catching them off guard. After