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Deep within the Fireblade Cult's cave, Hawkins and his five companions desperately defended a room.

Despite the Fireblade Cult's surprise attack and encirclement, they had managed to break through with their formidable strength.

"Boom!"

An incoming Fireball was once again blocked by the Voidwalker in front of Hawkins, sparks flying everywhere, but the Voidwalker didn't retreat an inch.

His Voidwalker played a decisive role in this corridor battle.

The Voidwalker possessed extremely strong defense and could rapidly recover by devouring void energy, making it a highly effective meat shield-type summon, far superior to skeletons.

If it hadn't been for the Voidwalker acting as a meat shield, continuously blocking the enemy's magic and arrows, they would have been wiped out long ago.

However, after blocking that Fireball, the Fireblade Cult's attacks seemed to cease.

The cessation of attacks gave everyone a chance to breathe, and Asina, who was bandaging Brühl's wounds, asked:

"Hawkins, what do we do now?"

Brühl was severely injured, and the others were also wounded to varying degrees, their magic power overused, and their physical strength on the verge of collapse.

Hawkins didn't answer Asina, but instead spoke to the earth mage, Denton.

"Denton, create some defensive spikes. We can only hold on."

Denton didn't heed Hawkins' command. Magic power was a mage's life, and also their last resort.

If he used too much magic power to create defensive earth spikes now, his own combat power would drastically decrease.

"I don't have much magic power left. Let's wait a bit. Sorry, Belinda was captured. I have to consider her."

Hawkins' expression turned somewhat gloomy. Once a dangerous moment arrived, this loosely formed team would inevitably fight for themselves.

He didn't say much, nor would he blame Denton. At this time, such actions were meaningless.

He could only continue to stand at the doorway of the room's passage. Now, someone needed to step forward.

"Belinda has been captured by the Fireblade Cult, Brühl is severely injured, and now the only ones with combat power left are me, Asina, Jeremy, and Denton.

Becky also doesn't know where she ran off to, and those two latecomers... I don't know how long we can hold on. Hopefully, they can bring reinforcements."

Hawkins analyzed the current situation, having already made the worst-case scenario plans.

"They don't seem to have any intention of continuing the attack. Some Fireblade Cultists are already retreating."

Jeremy, with his keen eyesight, said to the others. This information was good news for everyone.

Hawkins also looked down the passage, and it was indeed as Jeremy said.

"Why would they retreat at this time?"

Asina only said half of the sentence. Everyone knew the other half.

Because if the Fireblade Cult persisted in attacking for a little longer, they, whose magic power was almost exhausted, would only be able to wait for death in place.

"They should be going to perform the sacrifice. When the first ray of sunlight descends, it will be the moment when our Lord's envoy arrives.

These were the Fireblade Cultists' exact words. DeWald has been emphasizing the matter of sacrifice ever since he came.

It seems that this matter is for the sake of the sacrificial offerings.

They should need certain specific sacrifices, such as the captured Belinda."

With the enemy retreating, the strange atmosphere between the few eased somewhat, and Denton said to Hawkins.

"Should we take this opportunity to rush out? If it's really for sacrifice, then Belinda should be in great danger now. I need to save her."

Hawkins shook his head, directly rejecting Denton.

"No, the personnel are scattered. Both knights are gone, and Brühl is injured. Only by relying on the Voidwalker and this narrow passage can we barely defend.

"So, does that mean we can only wait here to die?" Jeremy said gloomily.

"No, there's still a chance."

"What chance?"

"The one who was constantly talking about adhering to the knight's code hasn't come yet. A knight's code includes not abandoning their teammates."

"Becky?"

"Yes, Becky."

Hawkins nodded, but he knew very well that relying on Becky alone wouldn't be enough. He hoped that the other knight could also adhere to the knight's code like Becky.

The others nodded upon hearing this. Rather than continuing to argue, it would be better to take advantage of the present moment to rest and recover some magic power.

Hawkins had already done a good job in this corridor defense battle.

If it hadn't been for him turning the tide and repelling several Fireblade Cult professionals, the others would probably have become sacrifices for the Fireblade Cult as well.

— — — — — —

The Fireblade Cult's high priest patted DeWald on the shoulder, satisfied that he had brought this special sacrifice this time.

"DeWald, your plan is indeed effective. The sacrifice capable of bearing our Lord's will has been found. Let the sacrifice begin.

Have some people watch over those Royal Academy students, and everyone else should not be distracted.

Before the first ray of sunlight descends, nothing can interrupt the sacrifice. Prepare to welcome our Lord's envoy."

"Yes, High Priest."

DeWald glanced at the passage leading to Hawkins' group's room, a faint worry in his heart.

The abilities displayed by these academy students were somewhat beyond his expectations, but it didn't matter.

Hawkins and the others now had little combat power left, and even if the two knights were formal knights, they shouldn't be able to cause much trouble.

He just didn't know where Klein and the other two were hiding now, whether they had escaped or were hiding in the cave.

… …

Belinda was tied to a red totem pole, the patterns on the totem depicting a small person facing a five-headed dragon.

Firewood had already been placed at her feet, and she was clearly being treated as the main sacrificial offering by the Fireblade Cultists.

Around Belinda were also tied some women and children, as well as living soldiers, as subsidiary sacrificial offerings for this sacrifice.

The Fireblade High Priest walked to the center of the altar, raising his hands high.

"The will of flame is about to descend, prepare to welcome our Lord's envoy."

"Please let the Apostle of Flame descend, let the flames purify everything."

All the Fireblade Cult members knelt and prayed, and the dry firewood at Belinda's feet suddenly ignited.

"Ah! No, help… …"

In the raging flames, Belinda initially cried out for help a few times, but soon, her voice was only screams, and after a while, even the screams were gone.

The surrounding civilians were also sacrificed by the Fireblade Cult, and for a time, the Fireblade Altar was a scene of human tragedy.

… …

On the other side.

Lilith, who was already hidden beside the hall, sighed slightly, watching all of this.

Hidden in the shadows, she didn't act rashly. The sacrifices and cultists here were not something she could handle alone.

Leaving the hall, Lilith found the passage room where Hawkins and the others were surrounded. Five Fireblade Cultists guarded the surroundings, seemingly monitoring Hawkins' group's movements.

Lilith lowered her body and drew her iron sword.

The shadows began to approach the five Fireblade Cultists.