The flames then unfurled as if alive, forming a rapidly spinning, scorching vortex that extended seven or eight meters around him, like a swirl of stars.
Wherever the vortex passed, the very air distorted from the intense heat. The deathly aura permeating the area was instantly incinerated and purified.
'A Holy Flame Knight?!' Lynch's pupils constricted, his heart pounding in horror.
Holy Knights were the mainstay of the Holy Light System professions, and Holy Flame Knights were a specialization within their ranks, masters of the Purifying Holy Flame!
The holy flame they commanded was extremely effective against Negative Energy creatures such as the Undead, demons, and other foul spirits. They were one of the natural enemies of a Necromancer.
What terrified Lynch even more was the incredibly oppressive aura emanating from Viscount Golding.
'This isn't the aura of a Tier Six Holy Knight. It's almost on par with my mentor's... Is he Tier Seven? Or Tier Eight?!'
