Chapter 651: Matthew’s Defeat

Erin instantly turned around, and an arrow left her bowstring swiftly.

Clang!

The two arrows collided in midair, and the black crossbow bolt was directly knocked aside.

Erin raised her head. On the other side of the valley, more than ten archers had already aimed at this place.

"Bastards."

Her eyes completely turned cold as she lifted her bow and pulled back the bowstring.

Whoosh whoosh whoosh whoosh whoosh!

It was almost impossible to see exactly how many arrows she had fired. However, across the valley, figure after figure fell from the high ground.

Edgar directly stood in front of the eleven children.

"Take your younger brothers and sisters and go toward the back. Don’t turn around."

"But..."

"Go."

The girl bit her lip. In the end, she still nodded, and the children began withdrawing toward the outside of the valley.

At the same time, at the center of the battlefield, the final Holy Church knight still able to maintain a complete formation was also kicked flying by Gabriel.

Bang!

The man crashed into the rock wall, his body slowly sliding down.

Six of the eight knights had already fallen. The remaining two finally did not continue moving forward. It was not that they did not want to, but they had already understood that they could not beat him.

From beginning to end, this man had not even used many skills in the true sense.

Matthew’s expression had already completely become ugly. Things had completely exceeded his expectations.

According to the intelligence held by the Church, Gabriel was strong, and his growth speed was also extremely abnormal. But the Gabriel in the intelligence was absolutely not strong to this extent.

How long had it even been?

"Retreat," Matthew suddenly said.

The remaining two knights obviously froze for a moment.

"Cardinal?"

"I said retreat!"

Matthew suddenly turned around. No longer caring about the transaction, no longer caring about those elf children, he did not even warn the people of Veylor’s Chain and directly rushed toward the pure white carriage.

However, he had only taken two steps when a figure appeared in front of him.

Matthew’s footsteps suddenly stopped.

Gabriel stood there, Crimson Judgement hanging diagonally at his side. On the sword edge, blood was dripping down little by little.

Matthew’s pupils contracted.

"You..."

"I said just now..." Gabriel looked at him. "There are some things tonight. I’m going to slowly ask you."

Matthew’s expression was gloomy. The next moment, he suddenly raised his hand, and a golden scroll was directly torn apart.

Buzz!

Spatial fluctuations instantly appeared.

Teleportation scroll!

Gabriel’s eyes turned cold. Almost without thinking he quickly activated one of his skills.

[Stonebind Trap!]

Pa!

A black circle instantly spread out from beneath Matthew’s feet. The spatial fluctuations that had just formed seemed to be forcibly nailed in place by something, and the air that had already started twisting suddenly stopped.

The expression on Matthew’s face completely stiffened as he slowly lowered his head. Looking toward his own feet at the Stonebind Trap that held him in place, real fear appeared in his eyes.

Gabriel slowly walked forward.

Step! Step!

Crimson Judgement dragged a shallow mark across the ground.

"Run."

Matthew subconsciously stepped backward.

Gabriel continued moving forward.

"Why aren’t you running?"

"Gabriel." Matthew forced himself to calm down. "You’d better think clearly. Do you know what killing a Cardinal of the Holy Church means? You’ve already killed one. If you kill me again today, the Church absolutely won’t..."

"Who said I’m going to kill you?"

Matthew froze.

Gabriel had already arrived in front of him.

Then...

Bang!

Matthew did not even have time to release defensive magic before Gabriel’s fist smashed into his abdomen. His entire body instantly bent like a shrimp, and the air was forcibly squeezed out of his lungs.

Gabriel grabbed his hair and pulled him back up.

"At least not now."

Bang!

When the second punch descended, blood sprayed from Matthew’s mouth, and his knees heavily struck the ground.

When those Veylor’s Chain members around them who had originally still been preparing to resist saw this scene, their expressions finally completely changed.

The Cardinal had been captured. The Holy Church knights were almost completely wiped out. And that red haired man, from beginning to now, had not even suffered any injury in the true sense.

That burly bald man was the first to react.

"Run!"

That one sentence completely shattered the final bit of fighting spirit everyone had. The Veylor’s Chain members began running toward different directions of the valley. Some rushed toward the forest, while others directly drilled into the gaps between the parked cargo wagons.

Gabriel turned his head and glanced.

There were more than forty. If all of them scattered, it really would be somewhat troublesome.

However, he had not come alone.

"Edgar."

"Got it."

On the other side of the valley, Edgar had already confirmed that all the children had safely left. He slowly raised his head, and looking at those fleeing enemies, he let out a soft sigh.

"You guys. Did you forget what kind of place this is?"

The next moment, the tip of his foot lightly tapped the ground, and his figure disappeared. It was not ordinary high speed movement. In an instant, several figures of Edgar appeared at the edge of the forest at the same time.

The first Veylor member had only just rushed into the forest when a blood line appeared on his neck. The second person did not even see where the attack came from before his body directly fell down, followed by the third and the fourth as afterimage after afterimage continuously crossed between the trees.

When Gabriel saw this scene, his eyes moved slightly.

Devil Mirage.

Of course he was familiar with it, because Edgar had personally taught him. However, right now was obviously not the time to remember training.

Gabriel lowered his head, looking at Matthew kneeling in front of him.

"Now. Let’s talk."

Matthew’s face was pale, yet he still gritted his teeth. "You won’t get anything from me."

Gabriel smiled. "Every person who gets caught says that at the beginning."

He was still preparing to continue when a sharp whistle suddenly came from the other side of the valley. It was not an elf, and not Veylor’s Chain.

Gabriel suddenly turned his head.

Above the rock wall, a figure flashed past, extremely fast. Even from the beginning, he had not discovered there was still someone hiding there.

Edgar also stopped moving.

"There’s still someone!"

The next second, that figure had already disappeared outside the valley.

Matthew saw this scene, and a trace of a smile actually reappeared on his originally pale face.

Gabriel slowly lowered his head.

"You know them?"

Matthew did not answer. He only smiled.

"Too late."

"What’s too late?"

Matthew raised his head, his mouth covered in blood. "You think I’m the only one who knows about today’s transaction? From the moment you appeared here, the message had already been sent out."

Gabriel looked at him without speaking, while the smile on Matthew’s face became more and more obvious.

"That girl. If she really can make the Sacred Forest respond on its own... you can’t protect her."

The air suddenly became quiet. The smile on Gabriel’s face disappeared little by little, but Matthew still had not realized just how much he should not have said what he had just said.

"The Church will find her. No matter where she hides. Because that kind of blood..."

Bang!

Gabriel stepped on his chest, and the ground instantly cracked. Matthew’s remaining words were forcibly stepped back down.

Gabriel lowered his head and looked at him. Inside his crimson eyes, the final bit of casualness completely disappeared.

"Good. Looks like tonight, we really do have many things to talk about."