The corridor was filled with the sound of hurried footsteps as the remaining members of the Holy Church scrambled to stop Eren.
Eren couldn’t help but notice that the number of Bishops that attacked him had down by a lot. Instead, it were the ordinary or weaker followers of the goddess that were coming to attack him in waves.
It was clear that they couldn’t kill him with this method, but the numbers didn’t go down, even if he kept killing them.
He could kill them just as easily as he could kill the Bishops, but his speed had slowed down by a lot to deal with this human wave method of the bishops.
Eren moved with a calmness that was quite contrary to the chaos he was causing. He had already guessed what the Holy Church was trying to do. However, it didn’t matter to him.
He had already learned how long it was going to take before the Cardinals from the nearest city could arrive. Even at the earliest, it was going to take an hour. Meanwhile, half an hour was more than enough for him to complete his plan.
His intense aura sent shivers down the spines of the few who dared to stand in his path. Even as their legs were trembling in fear, they didn’t clear path for him.
“Do you fear your goddess more than you fear me?” Eren asked the people, revealing a devilish smirk and the fresh blood on his sword.
“W-we will not let you succeed! Even if we die, it will be worth it! We will just return to the embrace of the goddess, but a demon like you will forever burn in the flames of hell!” One of the men said, his voice clearly trembling in fear but he didn’t take a single step back.
“Are you certain you can return to the embrace of your goddess after death?” Eren asked, revealing an amused smile.
“Don’t you know what our Necromancer Tower is famous for? If I enslave your soul and turn you into an undead, do you think you won’t be the first person to attack what you are protecting now?”
Although Eren couldn’t currently use Necromancy, but it didn’t mean that he couldn’t put on a show to shake the resolve of these people.
Just as he expected, many had started wavering following his words.
“Don’t listen to the Devil’s Sweet Whispers! He is trying to sway you! Kill him!” Just as the weaker members were getting swayed and thinking about running away, a more powerful voice came from the distance, belonging to a Bishop.
The voice was accompanied by the soothing holy aura that calmed the minds of the followers. There eyes became slightly blank as if they had completely stopped thinking about anything, becoming no different than mindless followers.
The followers rushed towards Eren under the command of the Bishop, not caring about dying in the process.
“That’s why I hate dealing with fanatics,” Eren let out a sigh as he swung his sword.
His sword made a sharp arc, that shot out the destructive essence forming the shape of a crescent moon.
The followers that had attacked Eren were all split in halves, their eyes suddenly regaining clarity with pain. Unfortunately, it was too late for them now.
“Are you going to stay hiding or also show the same bravery that you made them reveal? Or are you falling for this devil’s sweet whispers now that you have run out of followers to delay me?”
Eren said, looking at the Bishops who had controlled the followers previously.
“You demon!”
A loud clang reverberated through the hall as one of the bishops, mustering the last of his courage, cast a spell that illuminated the entire corridor with a blinding light. It was an attempt to disorient Eren, to buy the precious seconds needed for reinforcements to arrive.
Eren paused as he felt the surge of holy essence gathering around him. Yet, instead of retreating, he smirked, his voice cutting through the blinding storm like a blade.
“You think light will save you from the darkness?” Although he felt slightly cringe saying this cliche dialogue, he felt that it suited his role a lot.
With a swift motion, he cast a barrier of his own. Although the barrier was cast with the Dragon Tongue which didn’t need him to make any motions with his hands, but to put an act, he made it appear as if it was needed.
Eren’s barrier advanced, consuming everything in its path. The light dimmed, and then, as if it never existed, vanished entirely. Eren walked through the dissipating shadows, unhindered, his gaze fixed on the Bishops.
Before the Bishops could react, Eren was already standing in front of them with only half a meter of distance left between them.
“Shall this devil send you to the afterlife now?” he told the Bishops who subconsciously stepped back in fear.
At the same time, they also prepared a sneak attack on Eren now that he was close to them and confident.
“Freeze.” Eren whispered under his breath, making the bodies of the bishops freeze in place temporarily.
The Bishops were stunned. Now that they experienced it themselves, they finally understood that this was actually Dragon Tongue Magic which was strangely much stronger than it should’ve been.
They were frightened. They wanted to let those observing know that Eren was using Dragon Tongue but they couldn’t even move their lips.
They died right after, unable to even complete their last attack, let alone putting up a resistance.
The Bishops that were observing the scene were also surprised as to why the bishops froze in place. Was it because they were scared? They didn’t know that Eren had used the Dragon Tongue, which left them even more confused.
They thought Eren was going to come straight for them, but to their surprise, Eren took another path which led to the rooms where the portal formations were cast.
“How does he know about it?!” The Bishop stood up frantically.
