When the plot-skips players into the game world

At the next moment, "Lancelot's" left hand, somewhat stiffly, grabbed the collar of "Mycroft" and flung the grape out.

The grape soared high, circled past the already shattered window, and in the blink of an eye, flew outside the small chapel. Although "Mycroft's" body, round as a ball, was still cut by the broken glass shards during the passage through the window, at least it was safely away from the scene.

She wrapped herself in a force field sphere in the air. The sphere, as elastic as rubber, bounced immediately upon hitting the ground, bouncing and rolling at high speed down the street.

Meanwhile, "Lancelot" turned his attention to the calmly floating Defiant Flame Butterfly in the air.

"Are you the one who came to stop me?"

A slight smirk lifted the corner of "Lancelot's" mouth as he mocked, "Little miss, don't come to the battlefield in a skirt."

"My master, my father... is inside you."

The Defiant Flame Butterfly simply stated calmly.

Upon hearing this, "Lancelot's" expression suddenly darkened.

"I see."

The knight with his brown skin, red hair, and blood-red eyes indifferently flung the Holy Sword planted in the ground behind him. It wasn't bent or broken, but it instantly lost its gem-like color.

The Defiant Flame Butterfly witnessed this scene, her pupils slightly shifting.

"Lancelot," however, didn't deliver any harsh words.

He just moved his neck and charged towards the Defiant Flame Butterfly without warning—

Then, he swung his massive hammer, smashing down with all his might!

Behind the Defiant Flame Butterfly, four butterfly wings suddenly converged into a shield.

The seemingly fragile wings managed to withstand the hurricane!

As if it was only natural, the ground shattered abruptly.

The spreading cracks tore the small chapel apart, and the ground collapsed and broke in concentric circles. Soil and stones burst and shot out, a storm roared forth, lifting the entire small chapel into the air!

The high-quality roof, still intact, flew outwards, spinning wildly in the air.

And the next moment, the Defiant Flame Butterfly soared into the night sky.

Like a judgment day proclamation—twelve delicate yet extremely long scorching beams swept back and forth at high speed. Their seemingly casual sweeps were like a net closing in from all directions, converging towards "Lancelot."

They easily tore through the storm, and the farthest strike even ripped apart the dark clouds above and the distant Hall of Silver and Tin!

Explosions occurred in the wake of the beams' passage.

And when they converged to a point, the fire beams became extremely hot and bright.

"Lancelot" was immediately propelled by the blazing stream and crashed through a wall, blasting out!

Against such a powerful attack, even "Lancelot" had to shield his face with both hands. Dense white smoke hissed from his body—his skin was charred and reeked; thick fire could be seen burning on his skin like ignited metal.

...Such powerful firepower.

"Lancelot" was somewhat wary.

The small chapel, together with the surrounding Cathedral of Candle Master, had been reduced to ruins, with the pierced buildings exploding after being sliced open like butter cut by a hot knife. The remaining structures were still burning.

Even the distant Hall of Silver and Tin had been cut open and tilted by the Defiant Flame Butterfly's far-off strike!

"...Is that all?"

"Lancelot," enshrouded in white smoke, clenched his teeth and spoke word by word.

The fire indeed inflicted damage on him, but it wasn't fatal.

However, just perfect, the Defiant Flame Butterfly couldn't immediately follow up after blasting him away...

If it happened a few more times—

It was then.

He suddenly sensed something and turned his head swiftly.

An old man clad in a black robe was standing near the Hall of Silver and Tin, observing him from afar.

That was indeed very far away—at least two kilometers away.

He was watching "Lancelot" cautiously, frowning deeply.

Looking at this face, it seemed somehow familiar...

But the next instant, when "Lancelot" turned his head to look at him, little Fernando's eyes, already small, widened in a bout of scalp-numbing terror.

Without a second thought, he started to flee, but "Lancelot" charged straight at him!

His initially somewhat stiff movements gradually became fluid—Aiwass's control over the body was waning. Swinging the massive hammer, he charged with the storm!

But there was no chance of escape...

In his haste, little Fernando reached for the earth. A sturdy force field barrier instantly formed, reinforcing layer by layer in the blink of an eye...

At the same time, he threw a bizarre eyeball he held in his arms with all his might.

It began petrifying the surrounding earth before it even touched the ground, illuminating the entire space with a star-like, dull yellow glow.

——Nonetheless, it was completely useless.

"Lancelot" leaped high, completely disregarding the petrifying Magic Eye, and hammered down!

The barrier was scarcely more durable than a cardboard box in front of the hammer, shattering instantly upon contact. And little Fernando's instantly petrified body was smashed like tofu by the hammer!

A Superior Phantom at the Sixth Power Level wielding a Divine Artifact against a human at the Fifth Power Level... There was at least a suppression of two energy levels in between.

The result was that little Fernando couldn't withstand even one hit and was directly pulverized from the top down into powder!

The intense killing intent allowed "Lancelot" to exert even greater control over the body.