Lord of Glory

Chapter 32: The Arrival of The Inquisition

"Heh heh heh, teacher. I joined the Illuminati before I realized that the Assassin Alliance and the Illuminati are like a rat and a griffin!"

Crimson Blade fell silent for a while. The red glow between his fingers was sucked back into his palm, before it turned into a devil's claw, complete with black scales and sharp nails. After that, he issued an ultimatum.

"Say it, you traitor. Who the hell is the spy in the upper echelons?"

"Ahem, ahem, I won't tell. You will never find out…."

"You!"

Crimson Blade saw how stubborn Winnie was. He was about to break his neck in a fit of rage when- Bang! Outside, there was a violent explosion. Faint screams could be heard from inside the room. Crimson Blade gave Winnie a fierce look and noticed that Winnie also looked stunned. Without hesitation, he took out some herbal medicine and forced Winnie to swallow it. The latter began to tremble all over, his limbs went limp, and he collapsed. Seeing that he was no longer a hindrance, Crimson Blade quickly exited the room to check the situation outside.

As soon as he jumped out of the room, Crimson Blade saw a sharp blade emitting a white light cut down a mentor in front of him in half. Crimson Blade was completely covered in blood. He wiped off the blood a little, revealing two ice-cold eyes in the hollow of the mask. When those eyes saw who the visitor was, they instantly radiated a violent gaze. However, he couldn't help but let his voice loose to scream out, "The Thirteenth Secret Order, the Order of the Martyrs. The Inquisition!"

The long sword filled with white light was lowered until it touched the ground. The handsome and captivating face hidden beneath the white hood was soon revealed. Moreover, each of the five people standing behind him held a cross sword, was dressed in fine silver armor, and wore a hood. Who were they if not Morris and five others who had previously encountered Paladin?

Morris raised his white-gloved hand slightly, placed it on his chest, and bowed in respect. Despite the fact that the entire huge square was filled with the corpses of the Assassin Alliance’s assassins who had been cut in half, he calmly said, "Rare, very rare. Today, we encountered an Assassin Alliance’s Observer it seems. I, Morris, stood up for the Great God and was able to eradicate the garbage that has been polluting the earth."

"Crazy believer! State your name! Do you have the qualifications to do this?" Crimson Blade’s tone became increasingly colder as he roared loudly.

Morris was not irritated in the least. He simply shook his hand gracefully and softly said, "Excuse me, I am Morris, Chief Executive Officer of the Sixth Court of the Inquisition. These are my subordinates. They are all great servants of God. We came here to eradicate the heretics.”

"Hmph!" The Crimson Blade snorted disdainfully. Red light wrapped around his hands, transforming them into ferocious and massive demon claws. He yelled arrogantly, "Code name Crimson Blade, one of the Assassin Alliance's eight Observers. Destroy all enemies!"

As soon he said that, Morris' gentle expression darkened. Those two beautiful eyes began to exude a frightening murderous intent. Not only him, but his five subordinates also raised their heads angrily and bowed down. Waiting for Morris to give an order.

Morris stepped forward, intending to tear up this heretic. Although Morris was still indifferent, his tone was no longer as gentle as before. It was filled with endless disgust.

"You poor and filthy Assassin Alliance. You have abandoned human dignity and presumptuously used black sorcery, opened the Black Gate, and signed a contract with the reptiles of the abyss!"

Before he finished saying those words, Morris was already scowling. He could not tolerate the existence of demons. That was the greatest blasphemy against the true god they worshiped, Enos. What more, this Assassin Alliance’s assassin actually used the power of demons in front of them. He really challenged their bottom line.

Morris raised the cross sword in his hand that was emitting a dazzling white light before the Crimson Blade could say anything.

"What are you waiting for?!" he exclaimed, his face pious.

Behind him, the five executive officers knelt on one knee and raised their cross swords above their heads. Right now, tens of white figures appeared from outside the gate. They all knelt on one knee behind Morris, holding the cross swords in their raised hands as well.

In the blink of an eye, hundreds of people were already kneeling behind Morris. The white robes they wore created the illusion of a white ocean. Crimson Blade took a step back, stunned. Although he was not proficient in the Convergence (Breath Holding) method, it was still extremely powerful. However, he hadn't noticed anyone outside! These people were either able to hide using their own breath-holding technique, or they rushed to the area in an instant! The latter was obviously more plausible.

Hundreds of executives behind Morris immediately roared loudly, "We are the daggers and the poison. We are the broom of the true God! We sweep away all evil!"

Morris shouted once more, the crossed swords in his hands became more and more dazzling, even the magnificent white robe on his body exuded floating white arcs of light. "Where is your faith located?!"

"You must have a dagger in your left hand and poison in your right hand. Shout the name of the true god, Enos and hang yourself on the cross! May you become the Holy Spirit and unite with tens of thousands of compatriots to fight to the death with countless demons in the abyss!"

As soon as the executives behind him finished speaking, Morris put down the raised cross swords, bowed his body, looked at the shocked Crimson Blade with endless murderous intent, and roared in a low voice, "Amen!"

He transformed into a white light, dashing towards the Crimson Blade. His sharp sword going straight for the Crimson Blade's head.

The moment Morris moved, tthose kneeling executive officers immediately followed and stood up. Brandishing the cross swords in their hands and rushing towards the Crimson Blade, becoming bundles of white light. Aside from anger and hatred, those several hundreds pairs of eyes revealed fanatical beliefs ordinary people can never comprehend.

Anyone who wasn't a fool could see that the Crimson Blade was fighting a group of lunatics, very strong lunatics. It was bad. Crimson Blade wasn’t stupid; on the contrary, he was quite smart. The moment Morris approached, Crimson Blade’s whole body glowed red as he swished up and ran towards the mercenary leader, Winnie.

"Don't flee! You wretched heretical devil!" Morris yelled, chasing after him.

Assassin Alliance, however, had one of the best escape capabilities. The distance between the two only gradually widened. Even when there was a loud bang, Crimson Blade kept on sprinting, paying no attention to Morris who was clamoring behind him. He then kicked the closed door where Winnie was in.

Seeing the situation inside, he was stunned for a split second. It was because of this momentary negligence that Morris, who was quick-eyed and quick-handed, succeeded to catch him. Morris waved one hand across the air and a few white chains went around Crimson Blade, wrapping his whole body tightly. The shackles of the chains jolted Crimson Blade out of his trance. Such delicate magic could be destroyed by the Crimson Blade with a single breath.

However, he didn't have much time to do that. The next moment, when a large group of executive officers who were following Morris saw this, they didn't need any orders to move. With a single wave of their hands, hundreds of white chains swarmed up, completely binding Crimson Blade.

"Ahh! Despicable, despicable!" The Crimson Blade was tightly bound by the chains. It would take a long time to untie. His extremely angry eyes were exposed under the mask. Those eyes inadvertently looked back at the room, revealing a little sadness.

Winnie, who was supposed to be paralyzed and unable to move, was decapitated in the room by someone with a sword. He was already dead and couldn’t be more dead than this. The Crimson Blade understood. He understood very well. As expected, Winnie must’ve been assassinated by others from the Illuminati. Emotions swept his whole being because of the feeling of betrayal and the death of an old friend. The eyes beneath his mask glowed a destructive red light.

Morris didn't really care, as the Crimson Blade was temporarily bound. His cross sword that was glowing with a dazzling white light was about to slash down to end him once and for all when Crimson Blade suddenly fell to his knees. Red light intensely shone from his eyes, as if he couldn’t control it anymore.

Clang! There was a sound of metal clanking. Morris was shocked to discover that his full-strength sword swing using holy light had been bounced back. Looking down, Morris instantly raised Crimson Blade’s chin. There was a light and shallow mark on Crimson Blade’s forehead.

A black light shot out from a mountain far away in the sky, breaking through the sky with a loud bang. In the blink of an eye, a big hole opened in the sky above Morris' head. A black light struck down, hitting Crimson Blade who was kneeling on the ground.

"The Black Gate! You opened the Black Gate…! Be careful! Everyone, be careful!"

When Morris was taken aback, the reed light from Crimson Blade’s eyes penetrated the mask. Suddenly, he let out a ferocious voice that certainly was not human. Thrilled at the prospect of wreaking havoc.

"I have come… to the human world!"