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Chapter 426: Holy Seat Fight (Part 4) k+
Sigma put his hand into his pocket and pulled out a yellow cylinder, the size and shape of which resembled a monocular telescope.

Then he raised the cylinder and flicked the side expansion machine with his fingers. With a muffled "bang", white steam spurted out from the exhaust holes around the cylinder. When the steam dissipated, a string of dark red sparks bloomed and shone in the gloomy sky.

This was a steam machine that the Bishop of Lorraine had secretly prepared several months ago, so that it could send a signal on Candlemas Day to cooperate with the Virgin Mary infected people outside the Holy See.

Since it was a steam machine, the launch and explosion made quite a lot of noise, but Sigma found that the little boy squatting on the ground not far away was unmoved. He was still fiddling with the wooden stick and scratching the ants on the ground.

Hmm... unusual.

A sacrificial dagger slipped out from Sigmar's sleeve, and he walked closer to Xiaohu step by step. Today was the day when the Virgin Mary would take control of the Holy Maiden Sect again, and there would be no room for mercy.

Just when Sigma was only four or five meters away from the little tiger in front of him, a dark green bush suddenly broke out of the ground one meter in front of him, so fast that there was no warning.

The bushes were less than two meters high and neatly trimmed. Sigma looked back and saw that they were similar to the gardening style in the courtyard of the Holy See, as if they had just been tended by a gardener.

Forbidden spell... Sigma turned around without hesitation and went to the side. It would be unwise to rashly go through the bushes. Even though he was controlling a puppet body, Sigma still moved quickly. However, no matter how hard he ran, he still could not get around the bushes on the side of him.

Not only that, the bushes were like a wildly growing two-headed snake, blocking Sigma's way forward while also blocking his retreat.

Sigma looked around with the knife in hand and found that he was already deeply trapped in a maze of twists and turns, and was getting farther and farther away from his destination.

"A mystic scholar... or perhaps a follower of the gods..."

Far from being panicked, Sigma's strange face blooming behind the believer's neck even showed an excited look.

Very good, this is exactly the feeling I want. I finally get out to get some fresh air and no longer be squeezed with those chattering guys. It would be a shame not to have some fun.

After thousands of years of erosion, Sigma has gradually forgotten the name of the village where he was born, whether his wedding was held outdoors or indoors, and he has even gradually forgotten his own name and surname. But he can never forget the flames rising into the sky on the battlefield.

Ah, maybe he was used to it. He didn't know since when, the mixed smell of blood and gunpowder smoke made him intoxicated. He liked this feeling from the bottom of his heart, making the other party submit, setting foot on new land or stealing other people's things, and then conquering and possessing them brutally!

It was the Source without Source that gave him this power. The forbidden spell that was difficult for ordinary people to understand was the whip in his hand. Sigma took out the materials used for the forbidden spell from his sleeves. They were spread all over the floor, including Liu Yonglu's bottle of "Nine-Year Tiger Bone Wine"!
It was he who had laughed and wanted to have a taste of wine in the Bishop of Lorraine's bedroom before. Wine is a good thing. It can make people relax and feel happy. Even a timid coward can pick up a knife to kill after drinking two glasses.

Besides, my forbidden spells also require strong liquor...

"boom!

After hearing the loud noise, Xiaohu turned his head this time. He saw the rampant wildfire burning and spreading in a V shape on the ground in the thick smoke, and a hole was burned in the bushes.

Behind the hole, a figure was staggering towards him. The man had semi-long hair and lowered his head exaggeratedly. Intermittent whistling sounds came from behind him.

He was holding a bottle of wine in his hand, and as he staggered, he murmured excitedly:

"Little boy, what are you doing? This wine tastes... pretty good, should I try it..."

……

Under the high platform of the Holy Throne, Archbishop Kosander stood at the front of the group of Saints, holding a copy of the Holy Virgin's canon in his hand. In fact, someone had brought a chair at first and placed it behind the archbishop, but he insisted on standing.

Now is a critical moment for the survival of the Holy Maiden Sect. How can I just sit leisurely in a chair and watch the show?

Even if he cannot help, at least he should stand till the end and let Saint Barlaan feel his determination. This is what a cardinal should do.

Besides, I am the backbone of the others at this moment. If I show signs of fatigue first...

"puff……"

Suddenly, a believer behind him couldn't hold back and laughed out loud. Seeing the archbishop looking back at him, the believer quickly coughed to control his expression and returned to his tragic look.

Archbishop Kosander had just turned his head.

"puff……"

This time it was the Chief Judge Bill who was beside him who was happy. In order to save face, the Chief Judge could only shrug his nose viciously, and his eyes once again revealed his determination to live and die with the Holy See.

Archbishop Kosander sighed in his heart but could not say anything. The law cannot hold everyone responsible. Besides, these two were not the only ones in the team who couldn't hold back their laughter. Ever since Saint Barlax began to debate with the Bishop of Lorraine on the stage, the laughter in the team had never stopped.

"Hey, wait, let me ask you first, where did you receive the grace? Where did you receive the divine decree?"

Saint Baran asked this question in return. At this time, Gama in Bishop Lorraine's body was still a little arrogant. He felt that it was meaningless to argue with a junior on the other side, so he raised his face and snorted coldly:
"I received the favor in Cold Wind Fjord on the Imer Peninsula! How about you?"

After Gama finished speaking, he pricked up his ears and listened. He had made up his mind that no matter what Saint Balaam answered, he would have something to say.

"Hey, what a coincidence, I also received the favor in Cold Wind Fjord on the Imer Peninsula!"

"Hmm? Are you also indebted to Coldwind Fjord?"

Gama was puzzled. Cold Wind Fjord was a place name from tens of thousands of years ago. He had seen the map in this reincarnation, but there was no such place! Could it be that Saint Baran was from the same era as him?
"Ah! I also received the favor from Coldwind Fjord."

"Then why...have I never seen you before?"

"Maybe you went out early and I came back late, so we have to pay respect to the neighbors!"

Gama had no idea what "baijiefang" meant, but he guessed... Did the other party mean that he was blessed by the same place as him? That couldn't be possible...

"Then let me ask you, after you received grace in Coldwind Fjord, where did you preach?"

Gamma was muttering here, and Liu Yonglu continued to ask.

"I...I'm laying the road in Damley Village next to the Gwendel Stonehenge. What about you!?"

Gama pricked up his ears and listened again. He knew nothing but stories about the Saint's sect. At least half of the religious fables of the Holy See were left by him, and then passed down through generations of returnees.

So no matter what Saint Barlan said, he had a trap waiting for him, and he would block him from both ends and make him lose face! Even if he won this battle, the orthodoxy of the Saint's sect lies in the Virgin Mary!

"Oh? What a coincidence! I also laid the road in Damley Village next to the Gwendel Stonehenge."

"Ah!? Damre Village? Then why have I never seen you before?"

"Maybe you went out early and I came back late, so we have to pay respect to the neighbors!"

Liu Yonglu was sitting on the opposite stage with a grin on his face. The time for the fight was set early. Recently, Liu Yonglu had been getting up near noon every day in the Holy See to cook for his wife and children, so he hadn't had breakfast yet after getting up early today.

At this time, Liu Yonglu took out a steamed bun from his pocket and put it into his mouth while talking in Cantonese.

He thought clearly that the saintly people would never let this matter go, and they would have to fight sooner or later, so he would piss off the other side first to warm up!
"Oh no, this Saint Barlan has a background... Maybe the god who cursed the Virgin Mary was his master! Otherwise, how could he have received grace and preached the same doctrine as me tens of thousands of years ago? He must have been monitoring the Virgin Mary for tens of thousands of years."

Gama whispered this to his companions in his heart. When he saw Liu Yonglu take out the steamed buns, Gama's voice trembled a little:
"Oh no! The enemy is still devouring the flesh and blood of the gods! We must kill them all today!"

This Gama is really something, you must have seen it clearly, is that the flesh and blood of the gods? It is a steamed bun with red fruit filling!

"Then let me ask you, after preaching in Damre Village, where were you baptized?"

"I...I was baptized in an unknown cave east of Mossus Island."

Gama thought to himself, this cave is so small and affected by the tides, it is filled with sea water at certain times of the month, and the entrance only appears during a full moon. You can't stay in the same place with me, right?

"Hey, kid! Otherwise, we are destined to be together!"

Liu Yonglu tried to gain advantage by speaking first. After finishing his steamed bun, he took a sip of the wine on the table and continued:

"I was also baptized in an unknown cave east of Mossus Island!"

"That's impossible! Most people on the island don't know about this cave, and there are plants covering the entrance..."

"Hey, this is absolutely true, how could I lie to you? I thought... maybe you went out early and I came back late, so we have to visit the neighbors!"

There were many objects placed on the table on the high platform. In order to prevent things from rolling off the throne, the people there had prepared a lot of hemp ropes in advance and used them to tie knots to secure the tables, chairs and various small items.

Liu Yonglu was itching to play with his hands, so he pouted and talked nonsense to Gama while playing with the hemp ropes, just like when he was a kid scratching the walls of school.

"Then let me ask you, where did you lie down after your baptism and what god did you dream about?"

Gama didn't answer in a hurry this time, and his face was uncertain. If it were in the past, he might not have fallen into Liu Yonglu's trap. Gama was a very shrewd man, otherwise he wouldn't have been able to be the Virgin Mary's preacher on earth.

But his bad luck came at this occasion. At the beginning, Liu Yonglu's "first-hand" performance in the game of guessing left a deep impression on him.

In another dimension, the other preachers on earth kept chanting the Three Yins, and Gamma's will began to waver. No matter how he looked at it, he felt that the Saint Barlan opposite him was a very famous person.

And... one more thing, although many religious fables of the Saint's Sisters were invented by him, the birth of the saint figure Saint Balaam... just happened to have nothing to do with him.

Could it be that the Saint had really been forbearing and planning for tens of thousands of years?

He was in a daze on the stage and didn't dare to respond, but the Saint's followers could hear it clearly. How could they not be happy? If Kosander hadn't been standing in front, the believers would have laughed so hard that their noses would have burst.

It has to be said that it was His Excellency Saint Baran...

Just as the followers of the Holy Virgin sect squinted their eyes and looked at the stage, someone noticed first that a cloud of dust rolled in from the direction of the courtyard in front of the Holy See, as if something was chasing it!

"Sir Kosander, would you like me to go over and take a look?"

Bill came over and whispered to the archbishop, but old Kosander waved his hand:

“No, there aren’t many people in the Inquisition, and Jacob and the others have other things to do, so you have to stay here to protect the ordinary believers.

Besides...we have to figure out what happened first..."

Kosander's face was solemn. Could it be that the Sahagun faction had a back-up plan?

Less than half a minute later, a figure was seen running towards them at high speed, and the dust was raised by him.

"Mormont!?"

Someone in the Holy Maiden's team exclaimed. He knew the believer who was running wildly in front of him. They lived in the same room, but his companion had been missing since the night before.

Others thought that Momont had other business to attend to outside the Holy See, so they did not report it. They did not expect to meet him here today.

But at this time...Momont's form...is not just abnormal, it's even more weird than a monster.

He did not walk upright on two feet, but ran on all fours using his hands and feet.

It's not so strange to run on all fours, but the strange thing is that he ran forward with his back facing the sky. At this time, Momont made a bridge posture, with his belly sticking out and the base of his hands moving forward quickly.

At this time, Momont's head was completely buried under his body, and his throat was completely torn apart, opening and closing like a mouth, and a strange human face moved to the place where the chin was originally.

Behind Momont was a huge black dog. The black dog was so huge that its body shape was constantly twisting and bending as it ran, and it seemed to have no substance.

The big black dog's eyes were strange, amber in color, but in the eye sockets there were countless eye pupils of different sizes crowded together, which was creepy.

And on the big dog's back sat a little boy, it was Xiaohu!
It turned out that Sigma was just about to indulge his murderous nature and kill the little boy in front of him to satisfy his twisted desires, but unfortunately... cough, he chose the wrong target.

Sigma soon realized what a serious mistake he had made, and his first reaction was to run away.

But just as he was about to run... he couldn't, he found that his body was changing. Sigma thought it was just the power exerted by Xiaohu, he never thought that it was the "90 Tiger Bone Wine" that he drank just now that had an effect.

He found that he could "jump"!

So he used his hands and feet to run back! As for Xiaohu, he let his black dog carry him and chased him slowly. The two of them chased each other and finally returned to the main venue.

"Sigma, how is your mission going? The debate is a bit...anxious..."

Gamma is quite good at flattering himself. He now places all his hopes on Sigma, so when he saw his companions, he quickly asked why Sigma had become like this. Perhaps it was because of a forbidden spell that he had kept hidden?

"What happened to you guys? This kid is no ordinary kid! Save me!"

Sigma ran under the stage and yelled at the top of his lungs. They both spoke almost at the same time and both froze in place, not knowing what to say.

"Gama, if the debate doesn't work, let's just fight!"

Or were they hiding in different dimensions? The other dozen or so preachers on earth were the first to react.

At this point they were completely certain that the Saint Balan in front of them was the secret weapon that the Saint had been brewing for tens of thousands of years. Not only did he have sophisticated teachings, but he had also planned and organized his own forces in advance.

The other party has strategies and power, how can we fight? Why not! Give him a ruthless fight!

(End of this chapter)