Audrey’s voice hit the air.
The clergy stationed at the end of the car imdiately opened the door to this carriage.
Standing at the forefront of everyone.
Audrey’s figure, robed in black, charged directly into the last car of the train.
And following the nun, Ronald hurriedly entered after her.
At the sa ti, accompanying their entrance into the carriage,
a black mist, the essence of ’violence,’ spread swiftly and enveloped the outside of the carriage. In the blink of an eye, the entire carriage was stamped with blackness, leaving no gaps for escape.
On the other side, Ronald followed Audrey into the carriage.
At this ti, the nun was already in direct contact with the enemy inside the carriage.
However, the situation in front of them was rather unique.
First, there was Mil.
This ’girl’ who had escaped from Black Mountain was still sitting motionless in her seat, her gaze downcast and unbothered, even as overtly hostile figures suddenly rushed into the carriage.
It felt as if nothing could disturb her at this mont.
And behind Mil, her mysteriously-appeared valet was standing in the aisle.
This was Ronald’s first official encounter with this man.
The man appeared to be no more than thirty, with a moderate build and a face that wouldn’t incite aversion. Despite his status as a servant, his clothing and deanor exuded an ease beyond his role.
At the mont, he was leaning against the wall of the carriage, arms crossed in front of him, his gaze quietly observing the incoming Audrey and Ronald through the gold pince-nez perched on his nose.
"..."
As his eyes swept over the two of them,
the man’s expression gradually shifted from calm to impatience.
He slightly shook his head and, pushing up the glasses on his face, murmured softly with a sigh,
"Heh... I knew it."
"It’s always up to people like to deal with these superfluous matters."
But although the man appeared at ease, Audrey wasn’t interested in his thoughts, nor did she plan to idle away ti chatting.
Watching the enemy before her wax philosophical with a composed air,
the nun raised the end of the iron rod in her hand that glowed with an arc of light, and in a swift, thunderous stroke from her side to above, she aid straight at the unperturbed young man before her.
If he did not dodge,
Audrey was confident that her strike could take his life.
In fact, let alone a living person,
even a robust adult lion would et a bitterly split end under her attack.
"Hmph—"
However, faced with Audrey’s fierce onslaught,
the man rely snorted and a disdainful sneer crept across his lips.
Without a care for the impending blue arc set to crash down on him, he straightened his body up from the carriage and brutally kicked toward Audrey’s waist.
This move, not dodging or evading, but rather eting attack with attack,
was a clear intent to inflict damage in exchange for taking hits!
Yet, as Audrey observed the enemy’s action, a cold smile played upon her face.
She also had no intention of avoiding his attack!
If he wanted to trade blow for blow...
then let’s see whose speed is faster!
Clang!
Crash—
Just as Audrey had confidently anticipated, her attack indeed reached the opponent’s body first.
However, the outco was entirely different from the nun’s expectations.
The weapon tip, shimring with blue arcs, was blocked by a white arc of light the mont it touched the opponent’s body, instantly erupting in a dazzling display of blue and white luminescence!
Audrey could feel her weapon slowly pushing inward.
But ti waits for no one.
As she prepared to grapple with the man’s defensive magic, his kick arrived at that mont.
At such a close distance, Audrey had no chance to dodge.
The kick landed solidly on her waist.
The enemy’s blow was rciless, and under the force of the powerful strike, the nun’s slender body was smashed against the train’s left-side window, shattering the glass, and then disappearing inside the carriage.
anwhile, Ronald, who was at the other end of the carriage, made his move.
Although everything happened in the blink of an eye, it didn’t prevent him from confirming that the man’s actions fit the definition of ’assault.’
With a single wave of his hand, a great amount of black mist crazily burst forth in front of Ronald.
It surged toward the opposite man with the montum to fill the entire carriage.
During this, Ronald also split his focus to manipulate the black mist clinging to the exterior of the carriage, trying to aid Audrey who was about to fall to the ground.
He felt sothing jump up vigorously with the support of the black mist.
He sighed in relief.
However, what ca next caught Ronald off guard.
The black mist, which had always been invincible, encountered a tough situation against this man.
Even though their aggressive actions truly fit the definition of ’assault,’ the opponent directly ignored the influence of the ’assault’ power!
The reason was the sa as the one that led to Audrey’s disadvantage during their fight earlier.
— That pale white glow.
As Ronald controlled the black mist to cover the man, the white light that previously resisted the nun’s attack magic flared up simultaneously over the opponent’s entire body, forming what looked like a complete film that wrapped him in an instant, also preventing any direct contact between the black mist and his body.
The physical strength of this defensive magic was extrely high.
It was precisely at the level where Ronald was helpless.
No matter how strong the attacking power of the black mist was, it was predicated on being able to make direct contact with the opponent’s body. As for its physical properties, the power of ’assault’ wasn’t truly a very effective asure.
Unable to breach this layer of white light, he was utterly at a loss on how to deal with this man.
"..."
However ineffective the black mist may be,
The man remained highly vigilant against Ronald’s attack.
After fending off the assault, he imdiately retreated several steps backward until he was near the position of Nade before barely stopping.
With a solemn gaze fixed on Ronald, the man touched the sleeve of his left hand with his right and then gestured in his direction with a wave.
Crack—
With his movent, the wooden benches that were embedded in the train’s inner wall were ripped down by an invisible force, and then furiously slamd towards Ronald.
"Block this attack!"
At that mont, the shout of a comrade ca from behind Ronald.
The clerics who followed rushed forward, charging past Ronald’s position.
Facing the oncoming assault, the Church warriors showed no fear.
So drew their weapons to directly block and chop, others raised handguns to shoot at the opponent, and so clasped their fists in front of their chest, quickly chanting spells.
In their own ways, they launched their attacks to counter the enemy’s offensive.
Watching this wave of attacks being blocked by companions,
Ronald recalled Audrey’s earlier arrangent and instinctively turned to look behind him.
The connection point of the carriage behind them had already been severed by the nun.
The train they had been on was moving farther along the tracks, while their own carriage was gradually slowing down.
The enemy in the carriage was undoubtedly left behind within the Church’s ambush!
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