Hyperdimensional Player

Chapter 15: Priory Temple

Is the Holy See so powerful?
Right.

It is only a few hundred years until the Son of God walks the earth. If there are any holy relics, they are probably in the hands of the church at this moment.

"Let me think of what other holy relics the Church has."

"The Ark of the Covenant, the Shroud of Turin, the Holy Grail, the Holy Foreskin, the True Cross, the Lance of Longinus, the Holy Nail, the Holy Crown of Thorns, the Holy Scarf, the Holy Robe, the Holy Bones, the Holy Icon, the Scarab..." (That's the foreskin you think it is.)
"Dry!"

“That’s a bit harsh.”

That Priory Templar Guard had the mark of [Blood of the Holy Grail]. The last person to see someone with a similar mark was the Witcher George.

"Is the Spear of Longinus still there?"

"And the Holy Grail."

Many thoughts flashed through Duncan's mind at this moment. There was no doubt that these people from the Inquisition were the most dangerous enemies he had ever encountered.

The Inquisition was established in secret in 394 AD.

It was born in this world long before the Inquisition in history. That year, the Olympus sacrificial fire was extinguished, the ancient Olympic Games were banned, the doors of the Pantheon were closed, monotheism entered its glorious period, and the heresy trial against polytheism began.

However, during this period, the Inquisition did not target ordinary people. They only wanted to gradually eliminate the remnants of those who served polytheism.

From priests and witches to spirits and fairies, all are within the jurisdiction of the Inquisition.

Throughout the Italian peninsula and the Greek region, the various mythological fairies that were active hundreds of years ago are no longer to be found, which is why the only surviving forest nymph in Pannonia seeks help from the Raven Queen, Triss. As one of the creatures in ancient Greek mythology, she is also on the list of the Inquisition.

The Raven Queen, Triss, was quite alert. She looked at Duncan's serious expression and whispered, "What happened?"

Duncan didn't know how to explain it, so he could only say, "I feel danger approaching."

When he said this, Triss, the Raven Queen, actually believed it.

Because in her opinion, Duncan is the kind of warrior with a particularly strong spirituality, and this kind of people often have a strong intuition about danger.

The group just walked out of the inn.

They saw Anya and others riding horses towards them. The witches seemed to have a special connection with each other. The Raven Queen - Triss immediately looked at each other, and Anya also looked up and instantly saw Triss's figure in the crowd.

But soon, the expression of the Raven Queen, Triss, changed. She said nervously, "People from the Priory!"

Part of the Inquisition was composed of monks from monastic orders. This monastic system originated in Egypt and was based on asceticism and piety. Many of them were extremely fanatical in their faith.

According to legend, there are two 'Holy Grails'.

One has gone missing, while the other is in the hands of the Priory, but the outside world has no way of knowing whether it is true or false, or which one is real.

"go!"

Duncan pulled the Raven Queen, Triss, onto the horse. Anya and the others who had just crossed the market also realized that something was wrong. Soon, under the cover of the guard knights, the two-star blank witch rode up and caught up.

Two-star whiteboard.

This strength might not be enough to defeat the one-star silver-gray hermit monk.

After all, those marked with a silver-grey asterisk are elite units.

The Raven Queen, Triss, turned to look at Anya and said in a serious tone, "You're being followed!"

"It's the Inquisition."

On the horse opposite, beneath the hood of her robe, was a gorgeous and charming woman with long wine-red hair. She was about thirty years old, with three-dimensional features and a high nose bridge, like the beautiful women in ancient Greek sculptures. Her plump lips were tightly pursed, and her eyes were slightly panicked as she said, "I... I don't know..."

"I was very careful on my way here!"

She seemed to be terrified of the Inquisition. After the death of the last apostate emperor, Julian, who supported polytheism, this group of polytheistic nobles had long been terrified. Those without deep family connections had already switched to monotheism.

Anya even planned to abandon her family and career and flee overseas because she knew that she would be on the list of the inquisition sooner or later.

Her ancestors were close friends of the apostate Julian.

Duncan interrupted the two witches and said, "Let's go first!"

If we don't leave now, we will be in a more passive position.

The Raven Queen, Triss, was obviously calmer. She held an ancient sacrificial stone in her hand and seemed to be whispering something, while Anya, a two-star blank, had a look of panic on her face. She didn't look like a powerful witch, but more like a frightened Roman noblewoman.

"The law of causality doesn't indicate the existence of this witch. Did she die here?"

After all, he is one of the founders of the Witch Coven. Although he is a little weak, his status is still very noble.

Duncan glanced back.

The people from the Inquisition had caught up with them, but this was a town, and they seemed to be hesitant and did not dare to act freely. This gave them a chance to escape. Duncan and his two companions, plus Anya and three guard riders, all rushed out of Parisi and entered the wilderness outside the town.

After entering the wilderness, a monk made a prayer gesture, and the next second all their horses started galloping as if they had taken stimulants.

Someone is cheating!

From Duncan's God's perspective, he saw the opponent's horse as if it had taken drugs, and instantly sensed a hint of danger.

He is the only one who can escape from here.

Duncan's riding skills were exceptional; even if his opponent cheated, they couldn't outrun him. The magic in this world wasn't as powerful as he'd initially believed. At least everyone he'd encountered so far, even Triss the Raven Queen, seemed to be bound by some kind of law.

They cannot perform many miraculous things like the witches in the mythological era.

Anya's anxious voice rang out, "I can't influence their horses."

She seemed to have similar methods, but they were no longer effective.

Communicating animals.

Make animals violent, aggressive, etc.

The Raven Queen, Triss, was still chanting softly. What she was preparing now must be the real magic.

As she mentioned earlier, after the Olympian fires died out, the priests' supernatural powers were greatly weakened. The Romans abandoned their gods, and the polytheistic gods abandoned the priests. Today, ordinary witches are basically the same as ordinary people, possessing only a little magical power and some tricks.

Real magic requires rituals and special props for casting spells. Triss, the Raven Queen, is now chanting while holding the sacrificial stone in her hand, preparing for magic. This makes her horseback riding speed significantly slower.

If this continues, she will probably be the first one to be caught up by the enemy.

"You can't get away like this!"

Duncan made a quick decision and said, "Go around the woods ahead and prepare for battle."

After saying this, he pulled the reins and fell behind.

The Raven Queen, Triss, looked at him deeply, holding the sacrificial stone and still whispering.

When fighting against the Hunnic Archer, Triss, the Raven Queen, did not abandon him and retreat first. Duncan would not leave first at this time, leaving her behind to face the enemy alone.

Severus decisively followed with his shield raised.

The druid looked at the people in the church with hatred in his eyes. It was unclear whether there was some grudge against his ancestors, or whether his faith had also been destroyed by the felling of mountains and temples.

There is no right or wrong in the battle of faith.

Christians were also persecuted by Roman priests in the past, but now the situation has changed and the Inquisition wants to kill them all.

There is nothing new in history.

"You guys go and help too."

Anya turned her head to look at her three escort riders. The Sarmatian foreign rider immediately turned his horse's head. They were very loyal and brave mercenaries in the empire and would also join the nobles' private army. The other two quickly followed, but the Imperial Guard Knight hesitated slightly, his eyes fixed on Anya, his eyes as affectionate as if he was licking a dog.

"Damn it." "In this situation, do you still have the mind to be romantic?"

"This wave is over."

"I'll give you some private space to have sex in the open!"

In the dimensional space, Duncan almost burst into curses.

But Anya didn't even look at the Imperial Guard Knight, and began to whisper something. Invisible magic power flowed around her body, and she prepared magic with the Raven Queen - Triss.

Unexpectedly, this lady who was panicked at first actually had a good ability to cope with the situation.

"follow me!"

Duncan was not polite either. He used a God's perspective to know where in this area the terrain had an advantage for his group.

Five riders formed the rearguard.

Duncan picked up the Northern War Bow, took aim at the enemy, and shot a tentative arrow, targeting the two-star silver-gray Priory Templar Guard.

clang!
The next scene made him open his eyes wide.

Mars appears.

The templar guard suddenly drew his sword and knocked away the arrow shot by Duncan.

"Is this still a human being?" Duncan's face changed.

He had seen some rather perverted and exaggerated videos in his previous life, such as modern archery masters catching arrows with their bare hands and then reflecting them back, or using their own arrows to hit the enemy's arrows. There was probably an element of staged filming in these videos, but this was the first time he had seen someone use a weapon to block an arrow.

This is an abnormal reaction speed. Are you playing Assassin's Creed with me?

The pressure this guy brought to Duncan was even more terrifying than that of the Archer of the Condor Heroes. To some extent, he was already the top master among mortals.

“It’s hard to win even after everyone has fought hard.”

"We can only rely on the magic of Triss, the Raven Queen!"

After skirting the woods ahead, the five riders gradually slowed down. The Sarmatian foreign rider drew his shortbow, but his archery skills were only average, the level of a standard cavalry archer. The other two, one armed with a sword and the other with a long sword and shield, simultaneously prepared for battle.

Fortunately, the enemy has no ranged units. Only the witch hunter carries a short crossbow, and the others are melee units.

Severus guarded Duncan on the right side, obviously treating him as the backbone.

The battle is imminent!
The members of the priory attacked Duncan directly. The witch hunter raised his crossbow and aimed at the two knights. Duncan had just shot an arrow at a monk of the priory when a scream was heard not far away.

The monastic monk, who was wearing armor under his robe, groaned but did not slow down at all.

The hidden assault assassin.

The enemy marked with a silver-grey one-star suddenly sped up his horse and gradually caught up with the Sarmatian rider. His figure moved on the horse's back, as if he had anticipated it and dodged the opponent's arrow by hiding in the horse's belly, and then he approached at close range, with a distance of only two or three meters between them. The Sarmatian rider hurriedly took out a short weapon and a one-handed hammer, but before he could swing it, the assassin pounced on him, pierced his throat with the short blade, and directly threw the body off the horse. His figure clung to the enemy's horse like a monkey.

Damn, this is a real assassin!
One hit kill.

He was so fierce that it was terrifying. Duncan had never met such a ruthless character before.

He turned his horse's head and aimed at the elusive assassin in an instant as if he were using his arm. His bow was like a full moon, his sharp arrow broke through the air, and the cross star locked onto the opponent.

The assassin is without armor.

Otherwise he wouldn't have been able to make such swift and agile movements.

——Rest in peace, my horse!

in!
Blood splattered.

The elusive assassin tilted his head slightly, but he was no longer able to leap for the horse, and the arrow pierced his throat. With a bang, his body fell not far from the Sarmatian rider.

At this moment, both sides' expressions changed drastically.

Duncan and his companions were shocked by the opponent's strength, and the inquisitors were also amazed at Duncan's archery skills.

"Go after those two witches!"

The Priory's Temple Guards drew their swords and rushed forward. The moment their figures crossed, the Private Equity Legion rider's long sword was knocked away. The opponent directly blocked the knife with his long sword, and the opponent's weapon was knocked away when they crossed. Sparks flashed, and the long sword rushed forward. He swung it with both hands, and with a "puff", he chopped off the Private Equity Legion rider's head on the spot.

Blood is like a fountain!
This was the first time Duncan saw someone behead someone with a longsword. Barbarian berserkers all used two-handed greatswords and two-handed battle axes to perform beheadings.

This guy either has extremely high fighting skills or superhuman physical fitness.

Maybe even both.

The monastic order's templar beheaded the private rider with one sword and rushed towards the retired Imperial Guard Knight. In an instant, a severed arm flew up, and the Imperial Guard Knight's hand and sword were cut off together. He wanted to take out the one-handed hammer with his lonely left hand, but his body lost balance and fell off the horse, and was half-dead.

Before he could get up and stand firmly, the inquisitor had already stabbed him to death on the spot with a short spear.

The battle situation suddenly became quite unfavorable for Duncan and others.

——Rest in peace, my horse!

Duncan shot the witch hunter with a short crossbow in the head with an arrow, and immediately rushed forward to stop them from chasing the two witches.

It would be extremely disadvantageous for him to engage in close combat with the enemy.

The Priory Temple slaughtered two people like a chicken or a dog, and cut down the guard knights like a general cutting down a soldier. Duncan would probably be killed in one or two moves. If he didn't have the riding skills he stole from the Condor Hero, making him the most skilled rider among those present, he would probably be killed in the first wave.

The sharp arrow broke through the air.

The war horses wailed.

Duncan stopped the enemy at all costs and shot the Priory Temple's warhorse to death with an arrow, but before he could draw his bow again, the horse he was riding let out a mournful cry.

A javelin was thrown out at a sixty-degree angle!

The inquisitor actually killed his horse with a short javelin.

Could this guy have been a member of the Imperial Legion before?
Only the elite troops of the empire can throw javelins on horseback with such accuracy. After all, since the ancient Roman period, the empire's heavy infantry have been trained in javelin throwing.

Duncan fell off his horse and rolled over, then he groaned and quickly stood up.

He threw the Fran throwing axe with his backhand!

puff.

Blood splattered, and the inquisitor turned to avoid it, but he didn't expect that Duncan was aiming at the horse's head. These enemies were too strong. If Duncan didn't knock him off the horse, he would be chased by the cavalry if he failed to kill him on the spot.

If the archers were hunted down by the cavalry, the battle would be truly ruined.

The war horses neigh!

Severus' figure separated from the enemy after the fight. He rushed over here, dismounted without a word, held the shield and hammer, and said in a deep voice: "Mount!"

Brothers!
Without saying a word, Duncan jumped on his horse, drew his bow and arrow. The bow was like a full moon, and the sharp arrow shot directly into the calf of the Priory's monk. The man staggered and slowed down immediately.

This guy is actually wearing full armor and has amazing physical fitness.

Severus roared and went to meet the Inquisitor with his oak shield. He gave his horse to Duncan. If he was surrounded, he would almost certainly die!
But Duncan is the only sharpshooter, and only he can stop these inquisitors.

——Adrenaline burst!

Duncan is going to fight hard.

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(End of this chapter)