Who Designed This Underworld Dungeon? Chapter 1260 804: Kos Orphan2

The Holy Light Knights at the festival had already started taking action, organizing the panicked guests to evacuate, but it was at this mont that they realized sothing.

"The Teleportation Gate has disappeared!"

The gate leading to the outside world had vanished without anyone knowing when!

This change was even more terrifying than the inexplicable appearance of seawater and the placenta. You must know that so guests present didn't bring the Teleportation Crystals!

Anleisi also reacted, realizing that what was happening before her eyes was probably the "bad on" she had foreseen.

But now she was just a projection, so whatever happened here wouldn't threaten her.

"Then help as much as you can. Hey, don't just stand there, Knights, get the guests to the Baptism Hall quickly!"

Simultaneously, audiences nationwide watching the Holy Light Festival were bewildered by this sudden anomaly, not comprehending what was happening.

"The Holy Light Archbishop won't get into trouble, will he..."

"Oh Holy Light, what kind of calamity is this..."

"Is it a rebel army attack!"

No matter how the Holy Light Church redied the situation afterward, this incident would probably go down in history.

And right at this mont, soone among the spectators pointed to the ruins of the high platform and shouted, "There's soone there!"

Soone?

Within the Holy Light Underground City, nurous knights rushed towards the high platform to rescue the Archbishop, but their charging steps ca to a halt.

As the audiences said, there was a person standing amidst the ruins, right next to that gigantic placenta.

Without a sound, a pale, gaunt figure appeared there, standing motionless, raising its head to look up at the large void continuously pouring seawater; even the mist around it grew thicker.

"Is that... a Monster?" Anleisi gazed at the suddenly appearing pale humanoid creature, and for a mont, she felt a headache.

The Holy Light Knights exchanged glances and silently surrounded this uninvited guest.

This guy looked completely like a pale Animated Corpse, with a skinny body that seed frail and breakable with a re touch, perhaps even an old man could kill it.

But the Holy Light Knights were not careless; they surrounded the figure and then rushed in with tacit coordination!

Present were the most elite Holy Light Knights, stronger and more proficient in cooperation than those who fought outside, capable of beating even heads of brigands!

But just then, the entire Holy Light Underground City was filled with the panicked shouts of the City Lord's followers:

[Don't go!]

"Gaooh!!"

The shout from a Kos Orphan echoed simultaneously at that mont.

The sound quickly spread across the venue, everyone appearing as if suffering a ntal assault; those closest, the Holy Light Knights, were most impacted.

Just this single howl was comparable to magic that dealt ntal attack damage!

Moreover, it acted with a speed that eluded vision, at the mont people realized the threat, Kos Orphan had already grabbed its own blood and flesh placenta tightly.

"Aaah!"

Accompanied by a howl mixed with madness and hidden sorrow, the trendously heavy placenta raised a gale within the Holy Light Knights' encirclent!

All the Knights felt a pale, ghost-like face flash in front of them, and then they flew backward in unison, crashing everywhere!

Their chests split open into bottomless wounds when their bodies crashed into the first piece of architecture, with a surge of fresh blood spraying wildly.

"Boom boom boom—"

Continuous crashing sounds echoed within the Holy Light Baptism Hall, everywhere buildings were collapsing from being hit by Knights, transforming the entire festival venue rapidly from peaceful into chaotic and disorderly; this occurred in an instant!

There was a montary silence at the scene due to the one-hit knockout of the knights.

That brief silence wasn't because everyone's reaction was swift, but because the next instant, Kos Orphan's ghostly scream shattered the silence.

He charged directly toward those guests closest to him, while running, he madly slamd the placenta on the ground, just like a lunatic!

But this madman possessed imnse strength that no one could rival!

"This is truly an unforeseen situation, could it be the Holy Light Church wants to set us up to kill us?"

The Dark Moon Priest drew two crescent blades in the void, softly reciting the prayer of the Dark Moon Goddess, showing no fear.

The Great Druid of the Return to Forest Church struck the ground with a magic wand, instantly transforming into a fierce bear, though sohow resembling a Lune Bear.

Lest we forget, although the Holy Light Archbishop possessed a gold-level adventurer's strength, that's only noteworthy within the churches.

But these two present were stronger!

Just as the Dark Moon Priest was about to face off with Kos Orphan, a stream of Holy Light teor suddenly rushed in front of him, exploding the multi-holy light missiles on Kos Orphan's gaunt body, making him step back and halt his ferocious attack.

"Please move to a safe place, both of you. Your safety will be handled by the Holy Light Knight Order."

The arrival was a strong man entirely clad in white armor, not only winged but halo-topped, exuding strength far superior to the Archbishop.

"Is it the Knight Commander of the Holy Light Knight Order? Then I'll leave it to you." The Dark Moon Priest shrugged, turning to leave.

The security level of the Holy Light Festival was definitely top-notch, the church's strongest knight of the day was present personally, alongside new Holy Light Knights continuously arriving for support. Additionally, the guests here were knowledgeable and had their own strengths, so the chaos at the scene subsided under the knights' maintenance as people moved towards safe places to take refuge.

The Dark Moon Priest was very wary of the anomaly here, unwilling to expose her strength unless necessary, so she intended to leave with the crowd.

But just then, she heard a group of guests ahead suddenly turn around, pointing behind her and saying:

"How did the Great Druid start flying? Can bears fly too?"

"It's the Flying Skill, right? Although I've never heard that druids learn flying skills, is he planning to fight alongside the Knight Commander?"

"What are you guys talking about!" Suddenly a guest said frantically:

"The Great Druid was very clearly grabbed by a super giant monster with many arms! Can't you all see?"

The Dark Moon Priest turned sharply, her eyes widening instantly.

Above, a form-twisting giant overlooking the earth.

Its head resembled a bone-like pale white walnut, an unnaturally slender torso with multiple arms, at this mont one arm clutching tightly to architecture, the other arm grasping the giant bear transford by the struggling Great Druid!

[Yamidala]!

Upon witnessing this thing, the Dark Moon Priest felt her own mind assaulted.

Her back emitted more shrills as she swiftly turned, only to see a second Yamidala clinging onto the sacred Holy Light Baptism Hall, its grotesque hand persistently grabbing passing guests!

So pointed at its form screaming, others confusedly seed unable to see its figure, still foolishly rushing towards the perceived safety of the Baptism Hall.

At this mont, more frenzied screams transmitted from the great void in the sky, prompting everyone to involuntarily look up at the heavens.

One after another, dark monsters entangled in thunder descended from the sky, with bodies remaining as skeletons and tangles of fur, howling towards the heavens, like ravenous wolves charging at the nearest person.

Batches of [Dark Monsters]!

"Ah!"

The Knight Commander let out a miserable cry, his burly body flying past the Dark Moon Priest to crash to the ground, life and death unknown.

The face of the Dark Moon Priest numbed as she took in the chaotic scene around her.

The orphan waving his placenta, the unobservable twisted giants, the dark beasts falling from the sky and the bloodthirsty monsters...

Everything before her stood in stark contrast to the sacred style of Holy Light, filled with a blasphemous presence akin to that of an evil god.

The Dark Moon Priest finally couldn't bear it, uttering an obscenity unbecoming of her status.

"What the hell is going on?"