Kabane, on the other hand, had the exact opposite thought. He was extremely taken with the woman before him, but he had to restrain himself. Yes, restrain himself. He absolutely could not be overjoyed just because the advance party might have been wiped out and the whistle might have been lost...
After greeting them, Kis led the group forward to investigate. When they drew closer, her expression changed. What appeared before her could no longer be called corpses—they were clearly skeletons. That was right. Nearly two hundred square meters of ground before them bore the aftermath of magical bombardment. Countless bodies lay scattered there, their flesh and blood long reduced to ash by various spells, leaving only bones behind. She fully believed that if she stepped forward and touched them lightly, those bones would turn to dust.
She took a deep breath. Who had done this? Who would dare challenge the Ankhseram Church like this? This was practically making an enemy of the entire Ankhseram Church!
Kis's expression grew even more grave. At first, she had indeed assumed the scorched earth around them had been caused by magic, but she soon discovered that there was not the slightest trace of magical aura in the area. If it had not been caused by magic, then what kind of method had destroyed this place so thoroughly?
Could it have been curse power? She immediately shook her head hard. The only beings in this world capable of using curse power were demons like herself, and those able to inflict this level of destruction were probably only existences on the level of the Nine Demon Gates. But the entire Nine Demon Gates served Zeref unconditionally, since they had been created by Zeref.
They would never attack these church people. Besides, she remembered that two