My Cell Prison
Chapter 1384 - 1382: The Holy

Chapter 1384: Chapter 1382: The Holy

Based on the important facility of the Expeditionary Army, the "Moving Sanctuary," and combining technology from the Steam Knights, a steam-powered, Gothic-style, pure white chapel was constructed within London City.

The fundamental purpose of the Moving Sanctuary is to remove the defilement of demons from the knights’ bodies or to execute irreversibly fallen knights.

Thus, the chapel is named – [Purification Sanctuary].

Managed by Captain Olivia of the Holy Order of Knights.

Although Platoon Leaders Marlon and Alex have left the city with a significant force, it does not affect the normal operation of the Sanctuary, as the core members of the Saint Level Knight group remain here.

Of course.

Another leader, Shaia Cornwall of the Scarlet Knights, also stayed in London City, lurking with her Scarlet Knights at the other end of the streets at St. Defiel Central Hospital, responsible for physical trauma treatment.

[Purification Sanctuary]

As the chapel itself exudes a richly sanctified atmosphere, its large size and presence in a demonic city makes it appear very discordant and peculiar.

In the absence of demon traces in the nearby streets, the infiltrator squads all gather here, totaling six squads, with over thirty powerful individuals capable of [Opening the gate], whose abilities highly complement one another.

"Wait a moment.

The energy emanating from this structure is exceptionally intense, there might be a Mythic Body dwelling within... To control such pure Holy Light, it must be a ’special breed’ among demons.

Before we enter, everyone put on my Masks."

A low and strange voice came from the alley.

A man in a top hat and cloaked in a black robe emerged slowly from the alley,

His face noteworthy, as if smeared with a thick layer of white powder, or as if he was wearing a thin Mask that falls between skin and hard shell.

The arrival of this man and the words just spoken made the team members surrounding the Sanctuary show difficulty in their expressions and even a hint of fear in their eyes.

[Mask Craftsman - De. Shuirui]

A Myth from the Holy Level World, with a higher status than the Golden Saint Han Dong once defeated, and more enigmatic.

Unlike most upright craftsmen, this Mask Craftsman is quite the contrary, acting in strange ways, his development in myths related to deep layer flesh and spiritual metamorphism... As a Mythic general in this battle, he has no direct subordinates.

"Rest assured, I will not harm you.

The Masks will attach to your faces in a ’semi-embedded’ fashion, which you can remove at will. Wearing these Masks will protect you from direct contamination by demons and also enhance your abilities based on your individual Special Traits.

After the investigation of the Sanctuary concludes, you will need to return the Masks to me."

With that said,

The Mask Craftsman opened his black robe to the left and right, revealing an array of Masks on the inside, each material, style, and painted symbol matching the current team members.

Under normal circumstances, everyone would refuse to wear them.

But now, facing an unknown threat from the demons and frequent reports of missing squads, some tried to take and wear a Mask.

A Dragon Descendant in human form cautiously approached his face with a rocky Mask.

Hiss hiss hiss~ Tentacles immediately grew out from inside the Mask, penetrating facial pores, acting as a new layer of skin over the face.

When trying to remove it, although there was pain from the nerves disconnecting, overall, there was no major problem.

Most importantly,

The Dragon Descendant wearing the Mask felt an unprecedented clarity in his mind, and his ability to control layers of rock and pressure also improved. The initial fear of demons has now vanished completely.

Seeing this, everyone else also put on their Masks.

However, among them were Mechanical Lives affiliated with [Mother Matrix], who did not wear Masks, not because there were none available for machinery but for some other reasons.

"Let’s go... see what’s special about this chapel."

The Mask Craftsman deliberately let the team members go ahead, while he quietly blended into the rear.

The chapel doors were not sealed and were easily pushed open.

Rich Holy Light flowed like a babbling brook along the floor of the chapel, making it difficult for ’Sin Spirits’ with an affinity for evil to adapt. They relied on the ’protection’ offered by the Masks to barely advance inside the chapel.

All other entities remained unaffected.

Even some individuals whose attributes were inclined towards righteousness felt particularly comfortable under the baptism of the Holy Light.

"There is no pretense here; this is a true church sanctuary!

The purity of sanctity condensed within even far surpasses most of the churches in our world..." A Saint Grade Craftsman, touching the murals on the wall, gave the church an extremely high evaluation.

God’s Favored Seven. True God Chains

With an elegant female voice echoing through the church,

several chains forged from Holy Light shot down from the church’s arched ceiling.

Sin Spirits or entities exuding evil aura were all targeted by the chains and restricted, complemented by the restraining power granted by the church, leaving them no room to struggle.

Among them, two chains shot towards the Mask Craftsman, bouncing off just before touching his body surface.

However, the Holy Light Chains did not attack everyone; for example, the craftsman who highly praised the church was spared from the damage of the chains.

"This is a place of sanctity, forbidding the trespass of all things of perverse evil."

The voice resonated through the church, intensifying the purifying effect of the Holy Light Lock.

The next second, the Mask Craftsman emitted a strange domain radiation, and bizarre masks grew out of the ground around him.

The Melting Face Domain stimulated the shackled entities to a great extent.

Originally promised by the Mask Craftsman that they could remove their masks at will, now the masks had ’rooted into the brain’ and took over their consciousness completely, becoming the possessions of the Mask Craftsman.

This also stimulated the potential of the entities to a great extent, granting them a part of the power blessing from the mask myth.

Bang!

The sanctity dissipates, the chains break free.

Muttering from the back of the group, the Mask Craftsman said:

"Born from chaos, you are a demon of supreme evil, yet insist on pretending to be related to sanctity, truly disgusting.

I hope you realize one thing: we are here because of the war, not to sightsee or worship."

With a wave of the Mask Craftsman’s hand.

The entities completely controlled by the masks began to accumulate different energies, preparing for an indiscriminate bombardment to destroy the entire church.

Hum! In an instant.

An overwhelmingly dazzling light burst forth from the high altar of the church.

Even if one closed their eyes, it would still have an effect, and for those with evil attributes, the effect would be magnified several times.

The imminent energy bombardment was completely interrupted.

Whoosh!

At the same time.

A long spear adorned with golden edges, carrying immense destructive power, shot out from the brilliance.

It forcefully penetrated a sin shield created by a Sin Spirit, piercing through the rotting flesh showing bones, and nailed it to the mural of the church.

Holy explosion, purification annihilation.

"Such trash dares to shout in The Sanctuary, I alone am enough to settle your account."

Hoofbeats were heard from the high altar.

A Holy Knight of imposing stature, comparable to those of the Lionheart Knight Group, clad in Golden Holy Armor.

Riding a Golden War Horse, he appeared in the light, now concentrating a divine energy with destructive attributes in his hand, rapidly forming an excessively exaggerated spiral long spear.

Holy Knights Group - First Platoon Leader.

Holy Emperor’s Spear - Reinhardt. Scarlet