Chương 72: Volume 3: Chapter 7 - Love God's Sacrifice

While I was thinking about this, the confrontation between Elize and the black-robed cultist had already reached the point where it could no longer be stopped. Elize raised her hand and waved it down. The golden magic circle beneath her feet suddenly expanded, and a huge phantom of a golden fox appeared behind her.

"Fox Clan Royal Magic, Golden Spirit Flame!" Golden flames burst out from the magic circle beneath her feet and rushed toward the black-robed cultist like a roaring wave. Wherever the golden flame passed, the red mist in the air was burned clean. At the same time, the black-robed cultist pointed his magic sword forward.

"Love God's — Blossoming Flower" The crimson magic circle behind him twisted, and a huge red shadow like a blooming flower appeared in the air. Golden light and crimson light filled the entire cabin. The next instant, the two spells crashed together. Boom! The moment the golden magic and crimson magic collided, the entire carriage exploded from the inside. The roof was directly blown away and the walls on both sides were ripped apart. The violent shockwave swept through the cabin like a storm.

The passengers were either thrown into the air before they even understood what had happened or they smashed against the broken walls. As for me, the seat in front of me shattered into pieces, I hurriedly cast the best defensive Magic I knew.

"Second Order Light Magic — Light Shield" A translucent golden light shield appeared in front of me. Unfortunately, it was of no use. It was directly broken and a terrifying force slammed into my chest, causing me to fly backward. For a moment, I felt like I had been hit by a speeding truck. The force was even stronger than back when Master Belius used to train me. My vision spun wildly and the strong wind from outside the broken carriage rushed in, almost throwing me out of the train. Love what you're reading?

Discover and support the author on the platform they originally published on. At this critical moment, a golden fox tail swept through the violent wind. Before I could react, the soft golden tail wrapped around my waist. I had no time to feel the softness of the tail before it brought me back and gently placed me directly behind Elize. The movement was extremely steady. I looked at the golden fox tail which had left my waist, then looked at Elize's back.

Her golden hair fluttered wildly in the wind, but her figure stood firmly in front of me. Why did she pull me back? Shouldn't she focus on the fight more? But thinking back, all the heroines in the novel belonged lawful good camp. If they could, they always protected innocent. In the original plot, both the hero and the heroines were often taken advantage of because of this lawful good nature.

"Stay there." Elize spoke without turning her head and she waved her hand Countless thin golden magical threads shot out from her hand and spread across the ruined first class cabin, pulling the other flying passenger and placing them behind her as well. Once she had saved everyone, Elize faced the cultist. The black-robed cultist stood on the other side of the ruined carriage. His robe had been torn by the collision of magic, and blood flowed down from his arm. But his eyes were still filled with fanaticism.

Seeing Elize pull everyone behind her, he smiled coldly, "Princess Elize, even now, you still have the leisure to protect these insects?" Elize's golden fox tail swayed gently behind her, "Hmph! Harming innocents, as expected of an Evil Cult!" The black-robed cultist laughed grimly, "Haha, they can only blame themselves if they can't accept the love of God."

"But Princess, I have a question for you. If the people you saved are destined to die then what will you do?" The moment the black-robed cultist finished speaking, he stabbed the magic sword in his hand into the broken floor. Buzz! A crimson magic circle instantly unfolded beneath his feet, spreading outward crazily, covering a radius of several kilometres and completely enveloping everyone.

The moving magic train, the broken cabin, the passengers, the cultists, Elize, and even the plains outside were all covered by that huge crimson magic circle. Looking down from above, the entire train seemed to have stopped inside a giant blood-red flower. Looking at the red magic circle, my face changed instantly.

"Damn it..." So this was the real ritual. No wonder the original work said that no one could escape. The ritual range was not limited to the train at all. Even if someone jumped out of the carriage, they would still be inside the magic circle. The black-robed cultist spread his arms and laughed, "How will you save them now, Princess?" The moment his words fell, the huge crimson magic circle covering several kilometres suddenly rotated.

The blood-red flower beneath the train seemed to bloom completely and a strange crimson mist rose from the magic circle and spread in all directions. The moment the crimson mist touched the passengers behind Elize, their expressions changed and their eyes gradually became dull. My head also became heavy as if my mind had been hit by a heavy hammer. The scene in front of me began to blur. For a moment, I felt as if my thoughts had been soaked in muddy water.

Everything became slow, everything became distant, fear seemed to disappear, resistance seemed meaningless. A sweet and disgusting voice kept ringing in my ears. Love! Obey! Offer yourself! Become part of God. My knees softened slightly and I almost knelt down.

"Damn..." I bit my tongue fiercely. The pain made my consciousness clear for only an instant before the muddy feeling came back again. Everyone inside the circle had become a sacrifice. Even the cultists were not completely normal. Their eyes became redder and redder, and their expressions became fanatical and intoxicated. Some of them knelt on the broken floor, smiling foolishly as if being swallowed by the corruption was the greatest blessing.