Accompanied by the roar of the magic cannon, another group of city guards who tried to approach was blasted away.

"Haha, who's next!" Tiran excitedly patted the magic cannon.

"Keep your composure, Your Highness," Aya helplessly covered her face and leaned against the wall.

After being hit by several cannons, the guards below learned their lesson and did not send anyone up anymore - charging head-on without magic users or high-ranking knights would only result in loss of life.

"Shouldn't we retreat now? The suppression effect is about to end, right?"

"Huh? Let's play a little longer, since we have unlimited opportunities to bombard them with this logistical supply."

"Let me tell you, if Mimi sees you like this, she'll probably drag you back to etiquette class in no time." Aya looked embarrassed. It seemed that after being repressed for more than a month, Tiran couldn't hold back anymore.

"...Hmph, how ridiculous. I am not someone who will yield to the words of a mere maid." Tiran fell silent for a moment, then sneered twice.

"Hey, your hand is shaking."

"That's because I'm too excited." Tiran explained seriously.

"Anyway," Aya felt that they couldn't continue this topic any longer, "Shouldn't we stay here and wait for those people to come? I heard there are many experts among the Holy Knights, and I'm a bit worried."

"Fear not, young one. With this princess here, I will deal with any riffraff that comes our way."

"But you were locked up by them in another courtyard half an hour ago..."

Stare - I'll give you another chance to reorganize your words.

"Today, Her Royal Highness visited the Temple Church and encountered a plot to assassinate her. However, Her Highness easily escaped from the situation...Damn it."

Aya suddenly stared at the sky outside the magic tower, her face startled. A dangerous aura was emanating from that direction, strong and intense.

Tiran reacted faster than her. He kicked the magic cannon in front of him and unfurled his ice crystal wings, pulling Aya along to quickly fly away from the tower.

As it turned out, Tiran's action was correct. Just tens of meters away, a sword light from the sky, as if it could tear through heaven and earth, fell upon the magic tower. When the light dissipated, a large gap had been cut in the city wall, including a section of the magic tower and the protective barrier above it.

"What the hell is this?!" Aya, suspended in mid-air by Tiran grabbing her collar, stared dumbfoundedly at the place that used to be a city wall but was now a deep pit.

This terrifying power was comparable to Tiran's sword that defeated the mountain giant, right?

"The Temple Church is really good at stirring up trouble, even being able to create something like this Angel." Tiran's expression became serious as he drew the sword he had snatched from the Holy Knight and looked towards the direction of the attack.

The sky that had been shrouded in clouds suddenly became bright, and the sword-like light pierced through the clouds and shone upon the capital city of Gusteberd. It didn't bring warmth like sunlight, but an overwhelming pressure.

Indeed, it was not sunlight. The source of these lights was a luminous humanoid figure flickering in the air. It slowly descended from the sky, and the protective barrier claimed to be able to withstand dragons was easily pierced by it as if it didn't exist.

"Angel? That's not..." Aya was about to say something, but before she could finish, Tiran let go of his grip on her collar, allowing her to freely fall to the ground.

"Don't come any closer." After saying these words, Tiran's ice crystal wings trembled behind him as he quickly flew towards the figure slowly descending from the sky.

...

"We did it, we succeeded!"

The ground of the courtyard was now a ruin, charred everywhere. In the moment the spell was completed, scorching flames overflowed indiscriminately from the summoning circle. If Johannes hadn't prepared a protective spell in advance, both he and Heinrich would have been consumed by the pure flames.

Sitting on the ground with a thud, Johannes' expression was extremely excited. He swung his fist hard, completely devoid of the tension of the mortal threat he had just faced.

"I actually summoned an Angel! And it's a blazing Angel!"

"Well done."

Heinrich's voice was a bit hoarse, and his expression carried some tension. According to the ancient records he found, Angels go through a period of confusion when they are first born. If it weren't for absorbing a trace of Tiran's aura beforehand to provide guidance to the blazing Angel, they would have been the first to suffer the flames of the blazing Angel.The history of Temple Church can be traced back to ancient mythology, and it has accumulated a wealth that belongs to that era.

The 【Divine Punishment Codex】 in Johannes' hand is one of them, which records most of the advanced divine arts of the church. The final forbidden section contains the ritual that can communicate with the gods.

Hundreds of years ago, in a large-scale war against the demon army, the current Pope used the Divine Punishment Codex to summon the Archangel, slaying eight abyssal demons in a row, and helping the Holy Knights Order achieve victory in the war.

"That kind of power is already on a completely different level, isn't it?"

...

"Damn! Heinrich actually did it!"

The arrival of the Archangel was so grand that almost everyone in King's Landing could see it, including Brad in Glory Square. The sense of oppression was exactly the same as the Angel's descent Heinrich described to him.

He had assured himself that he would not use this method unless absolutely necessary, which means he couldn't stop Tiran, right?

"Your Highness Brad, the only thing I can guarantee to you is that Tiran will not interfere in the battlefield in front of the palace. As for the rest, such as Tiran's safety, it may..."

That's what Heinrich said to him at that time. Originally, he was full of confidence in his sister, who was already close to the legendary level. But when faced with the radiant figure in the sky, Brad couldn't help but worry about Tiran, who had to confront it head-on.

Can humans really fight against something like that?

"Your Highness? Your Highness!"

Corinne's voice snapped Brad out of his thoughts.

"I'm fine." Brad forced a smile.

Corinne looked at him deeply, "Your Highness, now is not the time to hesitate. What you need to do is lead us towards the future you promised."

"..." Brad closed his eyes and took a deep breath. When he opened them again, his gaze had regained its calmness. "You're right. Have the members of the Holy Knights Order arrived?"

...

In the sky, two figures stood facing each other, the wings on their backs flapping.

"You...rebel?" The Angel actually spoke, with a clear female voice that sounded like a cool girl, although slightly stiff, she was speaking in the language of humans.

"What rebel? I never trusted the Goddess of the Light." Tiran sneered and pointed his sword at the Angel. "And, can you please dim that holy light? It's hurting my eyes."

"Mortals cannot gaze directly at an Angel. YoFortunately, the battlefield is in the sky, so the real aftermath did not fall on the ground. However, even so, the streets of the royal capital were like being hit by a level 12 typhoon. The accumulated snow flew in the sky, and the windows of the houses on both sides of the street rattled.

Within the vacuum sphere, the two figures seemed to have solidified in mid-air. Tiran's longsword was held in front of his chest, and the icy blue glow on the knight's longsword kept flickering.

This ordinary knight's longsword was clearly no match for the golden lightsaber in Angel's hand, but with Tiran's protection of the Chi, it unexpectedly managed to withstand Angel's attack head-on.

The vacuum sphere didn't last long. When the air around them pressed in with a strong wind, Tiran took the opportunity to force Angel back and create distance, then he swung his enormous sword light again, almost without gathering additional power.

However, this incredibly powerful sword strike was blocked by a huge golden shield, and the sword light collided with the shield without leaving a trace.

"Artifact?" Tiran was momentarily stunned when he saw the shield.

At this moment, the shield in front of Angel had already disappeared, but behind her, numerous golden portals opened, and various weapons of different shapes gradually extended from them, all aimed at Tiran.

"Oh my god, Mr. Jin's coffin can't hold them anymore!"...

"Shield of Ammut... and those weapons behind... Angel's Arsenal, she really is a fiery Angel." Johannes sat down directly on the ground, put on the sunglasses he had prepared early, and carefully observed the battle in the sky with the Book of God's Punishment in his hand.

According to the records in the Book of God's Punishment, every Angel of the fiery rank has the ability to open the "Angel's Arsenal." The weapons contained in it are the strong, heroes, and even artifacts created by the various races, heroes, and even gods of The Age of Legendary War. With the blessing of divine power, their power is even greater.