The other Cardinals watched the head fall from the sky. However, none of the two remaining Cardinals even tried to catch his head.
For them, there was no point in catching the head as it was impossible to bring him back to life. They understood that he was already dead.
Instead, they were more concerned about Eren. Not only could that person fly freely, but he was now the owner of the rope of restriction. With the artifact falling in his hand, he had become even more dangerous.
An even bigger problem was that he was free from the impact of the rope. When he was under the suppression, he was already so strong. Now that the restriction was removed, he was even stronger.
Soon, the head dropped on the ground, splattering everywhere. The gruesome scene made many of the Bishops temporarily close their eyes, their faces filled with fear.
Even a Cardinal had died so easily in front of that monster, then what about them? Could they even survive? Many of them had already lost their courage at that moment.
They just wanted to run away. Unfortunately, they couldn’t do that either. They knew that if they tried to run away like a coward, the Cardinals might kill them in disgust.
The Cardinal’s body soon followed suit, falling on the ground with a thud. It was a bloody scene that the cardinal wanted to create with Eren, only to become a victim of his desires himself.
The two Cardinals looked at each other, realizing that this wasn’t a battle that they could win. Even if they were to win, they might have to sacrifice a lot.
This was Eren’s territory with all their advantages taken away. Not only could they not fly, but they were also caught in the mazes which restricted a lot of their movements.
If they were outside, it would’ve been much different. Just one of them alone would’ve been able to restrict Eren. But here, even two of them were far from enough.
The lead cardinal took a deep breath, coming to a hard conclusion.
He looked at the young bishops that were in much larger numbers than them.
“In this place, you all might be our biggest weapon,” he told the Bishops. “As we have seen, flying is restricted here. But if you are pulled or pushed into the air, it’s different.”
The Bishops had a bad feeling about the Cardinals words. Was he planning to toss them towards Eren, wanting them to take him down with the advantage of their numbers?
If it was one or two Cardinals, Eren could block them like before.
He could even use the rope on one of them while attacking the others. But if it was the Bishops in larger numbers, he couldn’t do much. He couldn’t focus on all seventeen of them.
“While you have distracted him, we will join and kill him,” he told the Bishops.
Without even waiting for their permission, he shrouded them all in his holy aura, ready to toss them towards Eren.
‘Did they think I can’t hear their plan?’ High in the sky, Eren frowned at how much the Cardinals were underestimating him.
If it was just seventeen of them, he could easily kill them. After all, seventeen Bishops were not much. They were not Cardinals yet. They were much weaker.
Since the Cardinals were confident and planning to come to him with the bishops, he accepted that decision. It was better for food to come.
After all, on the ground, it would’ve been slightly more time consuming to deal with them. Meanwhile, the sky was his territory as a dragon.
“After we return, I will make sure that all of you are assigned Cardinals. So make sure to give it your all.” The Lead Cardinal gave bishops even more confidence before finally tossing them into the sky.
The Bishops soared through the air, propelled by the Cardinal’s holy aura. The promise of becoming Cardinals was very lucrative for them, their greed momentarily suppressing the fear towards Eren.
Eren watched them approach with a calm gaze. He knew the Cardinals hoped to overwhelm him with sheer numbers, but they had truly overestimated themselves. As a dragon, the sky was his domain, and he intended to remind them of that.
Eren unfurled his wings, casting a shadow over the maze below. The Bishops, now within striking range, tried to coordinate their attacks, launching spells and holy strikes in a desperate attempt to temporarily suppress him.
Their attacks even landed on Eren, but to their surprise, not even a single scratch was left on his body. Instead, the holy essence of their attacks appeared to have simply disappeared as soon as it touched Eren.
At the same time, a sword appeared in Eren’s hand. He swung the sword which formed a bloody arc, slicing through the bishops, forming a red moon in the sky with their blood.
Even as they died, the Bishops looked back, hoping that their sacrifice was not going to be in vain at least.
However, the moment they looked down, a pitiful smile spread across their lips. They didn’t see the Cardinals coming to help them. Instead, the Cardinals were nowhere to be seen.
They realized what had actually happened. They weren’t the language that was meant to distract Eren so that he could be killed. Instead, they were pawns that were meant to keep Eren busy until the Cardinals ran out of the dungeon.
Just a single moment of distraction was enough, which was why they didn’t keep their plan a secret.
One after another, the bishops’ bodies started falling from the sky like a broken star. The bodies, each fell in a different section of the maze, never to return to the outside world
Eren’s gaze ran over the maze as he also came to realize what had happened.
“To think that they would just run away… I should’ve been more careful.” He rubbed his forehead, realizing what just happened.
“I need to leave this place.” He quickly turned around, understanding what the Cardinal’s escape meant for this dungeon.
However, before leaving, he made sure to keep the Dragon’s scale that had formed the maze wall in his inventory.
Fortunately, it only took one block of his inventory, with their number added at the lower corner of the small inventory section.
He soon returned to the Sea Dragon Empress.
