As Taylor's palm fell, a deafening loud noise suddenly sounded in the hollow space below the whispering gallery!
clang--!!
When Shen Qingzhu and others came in before, they had seen the structure of the Whispering Corridor. In addition to the suspended circular corridor, there was also a huge copper bell below, which was visually estimated to weigh at least a dozen tons.
At this moment, following Taylor's movements, the copper bell struck suddenly. The roaring bell was like thunder in the ears, echoing continuously under the round dome. I don't know what is special about this bell, but it can make Shen Shen...
Qingzhu and others' minds suddenly went blank.
By the time Shen Qingzhu came to his senses, Taylor's figure had disappeared.
"It hurts..." Wu Quan covered his ears, and blood fell from his cheek. He frowned and looked around, slightly stunned, "Where are we...?"
Shen Qingzhu turned around and saw that the environment around them had completely changed. Except for the corridor, which was still the same as before, the murals originally carved on the surrounding walls and on the dome were all blank, as if they had been erased with an eraser.
Average.
"Is it an illusion?" Shen Qingzhu frowned slightly.
"No, the moment the bell rang, the surrounding time and space changed slightly." No. 27 shook his head. He turned and walked to the edge of the whispering corridor, grabbed the door handle, and pulled hard.
The door opened, but behind it was just a pale wall...and this was supposed to be the room where they temporarily placed the sleeping Lin Qiye.
"These knights can actually cause changes in time and space?" Shen Qingzhu asked in surprise.
"I'm afraid this is not their power, but the hidden arrangement that already exists in this church. These knights can survive for six years in the misty ruins, and their methods are probably not as simple as they seem." No. 27 gently rubbed his pale hand.
walls, murmuring to themselves,
"Could it be that this is also her masterpiece? If so, that would be tricky..."
"Who? Chloe?" Shen Qingzhu walked to the edge of the corridor, lit a cigarette for herself, and said calmly, "Even if she is 001, she is just an agent, not Yelande in person.
...The layout here is dead, but the people are alive. I don’t believe she can trap me.”
No. 27 shook his head and said, "Don't underestimate her. If I were completely victorious... no, if I had one-tenth of my original strength, I could easily tear open this barrier, but now my strength is not even close to yours."
It’s not much, but it may not be so easy.”
Shen Qingzhu glanced at him suspiciously, "Let me ask, who are you? Are you so loud?"
No. 27 did not answer. He silently pulled down his hood a little and began to search around along the whispering corridor.
"Brother Qingzhu, did you hear anything?" Wu Quan's ears twitched and he asked with some uncertainty.
"sound?"
Shen Qingzhu was startled and listened carefully for a moment, "It seems that there is indeed something, it seems to be cutting something..."
Before Shen Qingzhu finished speaking, the dome of the whispering gallery suddenly exploded, and an exaggeratedly large Western knight sword penetrated the top of the church, stabbed downward from the night sky, and penetrated directly into the earth!
Wu Quan's pupils shrank violently!
This Western sword was at least more than 40 meters wide. With one strike of the sword, it directly split the small half of the church into two halves. The blade of the sword spread infinitely towards the night, as if there was no end!
"Be careful!" Shen Qingzhu's voice sounded from behind Wu Quan. A strong hand grabbed the back of Wu Quan's collar. Then the strong wind picked up and took his body flying out of the church. The next moment, the giant sword quickly
Cut open and easily cut hundreds of meters of sword marks where they originally stood!
Seeing this, Wu Quan's face turned a little pale. He looked back and saw Shen Qingzhu carrying six huge gray wings, flying with him under the night sky.
At the same time, at the top of the ruins of a bell tower a few hundred meters away, the haze-like figure of No. 27 was outlined.
"This is that knight's sword." No. 27 stared at the giant sword dropped from the sky and spoke in a deep voice.
"How can his sword become so big?"ъìＱυＧΕtＶ.℃ǒΜ
"It's not that his sword has gotten bigger." Shen Qingzhu frowned and then spoke,
"We have become smaller..."
…
at the same time.
church.
In the empty echoing gallery, Taylor, who was covered in blood, held a sword with one hand and pierced the wall of the corridor full of murals, his eyes filled with murderous intent!
On the mural in front of him, several small figures were flying rapidly in the flat painting. Taylor roared and chopped off the Western knight swords that had penetrated the wall one after another, leaving hideous cracks on the mural!
A figure appeared outside the whispering gallery.
"Tyler! Are you crazy?!" Charles said angrily when he saw the scene in front of him, "You actually locked them in the whispering gallery?"
"Why can't it be closed?"
"The Holy Lady left these barriers to prevent the church from being breached by evil gods or extremely powerful 'mysteries'! Her sleep was disturbed... but they were not hostile at all! It was the Holy Lady who appeared.
The mistake..."
"Mistake? When has the Holy Lady ever made a mistake? She took the initiative to attack these people. Don't you understand the purpose of this?" Taylor interrupted Charles directly.
Charles froze on the spot, "You mean, the Holy Lady regards them as enemies?"
"Otherwise, how can we explain all this?" Taylor's voice gradually became colder, "The enemies of the Holy Lady are our enemies... Today, these people must die!"
Taylor's knight's sword slashed through the mural, directly cutting off an entire piece of the wall along with the painting. In the diffuse smoke and dust, only a six-winged figure and a haze-like shadow could be seen flying through the wall.
"Damn it, why are they so stubborn?" Taylor growled.
Charles stood by the whispering corridor, looking at the scene of Taylor's frantic slashing in front of him, and wanted to stop him, but he stayed in place in a dilemma.
At this moment, a low creaking sound sounded from not far away.
Taylor's crazy slashing suddenly stopped. He and Charles looked in the direction of the sound at the same time, and saw a figure in a crimson cloak slowly walking out of the door.
"Is it him?" Taylor turned to ask Charles, "Didn't he faint?"
Charles looked at Lin Qiye's newly awakened face and didn't know how to answer for a moment... Lin Qiye had indeed passed out before, and they didn't expect that he could wake up so quickly.
Lin Qiye shook his groggy head and looked at the two people in front of him. When he saw the Western sword in Taylor's hand that was pierced into the mural, doubts appeared in his eyes.
Immediately afterwards, his eyes fell on the wall full of slash marks, and he saw the three tiny figures moving quickly.
His brows furrowed tightly, and a killing intent rose from his eyes: