Chapter 315

If this sword stroke were to land, the old lady before him would surely be sliced in two. The old lady raised her cane, holding it horizontally before her chest. With a loud clang, the crusader sword struck the cane. The immense force generated a shockwave that radiated outward through the spacious cathedral nave, carrying the sword's shimmering halo with it. The chairs behind the old lady were pulverized into dust by the impact. Two cultists standing further away were sent flying; Steve hurriedly raised the cross in his hand, emitting a beam of light to catch them. Though the shockwave reaching the pulpit was merely a remnant, it slammed into Steve, making his chest feel as if it had been struck by a heavy sledgehammer. Only then did he realize that these warriors, personally trained by the Angel corps, were far more powerful than he had imagined. But what shocked him even more was that this seemingly frail old lady had nonchalantly blocked the Templar Knight's thunderous strike with nothing but a cane.