Huh? Are they all real?

Such a sudden scene almost caused everyone to shut down on the spot.

Shouldn't that be a stupid fool who only plays some clever tricks?

Why does he sit on the throne?

Why does the goddess statue behave like this?

The answer was actually very obvious, so obvious that even the soldiers who were far away from Camelot knew the answer so clearly that they did not dare to take a step forward.

The weapon that was once held high unconsciously lowered itself lower and lower until it was completely facing the ground.

The thing that this corrupt church fears most has finally appeared in front of them.

Some cardinals were tempted to throw up their hands and ask who the other party was.

But when they wanted to speak, they found that their throats seemed to be blocked and they could not only make stupid sounds like hissing, but they also did not dare to raise their hands.

They are the least religious people in the entire New World, but interestingly, they are also the most fearful of believers.

Because they know very well what their actions mean.

A complete blasphemy and an indefensible crime

The king who sat high on the throne looked down at everyone below with his gaze.

Everyone who was swept by his gaze lowered their heads in horror.

"You say they are untouchables, mud under your feet, and objects that you can destroy and bully at will. Then I want to ask you."

The king's voice resounded throughout the entire hall. He was alone, but it was enough to make the entire church tremble.

At this moment, both the noble cardinal and the great demigod were dripping with sweat and kept retreating.

But the voice continued to sound without mercy:

"Then what are you to me? Bugs that can be crushed to death or filth in the sewer?"

No one dared to answer the king's question.

They all shivered and retreated toward the rear.

But because they didn't dare to really run away, they didn't look like they were retreating, but rather like a group of rats forced into a corner.

Funny and ridiculous.

"Ever since I started to form the Round Table, I have been committed to creating an ideal country for mortals to live in. Your ancestors, no, including you all know this, and even you are still parasitic in my country, On top of my name.”

"But you all regard my dreams and efforts as your source of pleasure. You have insulted my people and blasphemed my life!"

Thunder was born from the king's anger and exploded on the throne.

The sound seemed to come from hell and heaven.

It was a deep and frightening feeling that struck people straight into their lungs.

The crowd no longer dared to resist, and all knelt down in fear.

But because they were so close to each other, even kneeling down seemed extremely difficult and funny.

The soldiers even fell to the ground and did not dare to get up when the king spoke.

Such a scene finally made the king put away his thunderous anger slightly, and instead sneered with extreme disdain.

"I didn't expect that you would be so scared. Do you miss the past very much now? Do you really hope that there will be a law that can protect you?"

"Have you ever felt how invincible and terrifying a superior person is?"

"You actually dared to claim that you are the master of all this before. Now, I ask you, whose master are you? Whose master do you deserve?"

Still no one dared to answer the king.

It was fear before, now it is even more fear.

In particular, they knew that if they dared to answer, they would be immediately executed for blasphemy.

Goering was constantly pushed forward by people from behind.

While he looked at his companions behind him in disbelief, he looked at the Supreme Being in front of him with sweat on his face.

We clearly went up together just now, but now you actually want me to die alone? !

Extremely shameless!

Göring was stunned by the despicability of his companions.

"You are just a bunch of disgusting bugs who pretend to be human."

The thunderous sound once again exploded on the armrest of the throne.

This frightened the cardinals to the point of burying their heads in the ground.

But Goering suddenly saw a glimmer of hope in the midst of extreme panic.

That is, there is only the statue of the goddess behind the king but no goddess!

He is a king, but he has no God?

No, he is not a king, he is a mortal!

Amid everyone's disbelief and the king's indifference, Goering stood up tremblingly.

After swallowing hard, Golin touched whether his head was still on his body.

Very good, still there.

The corners of his mouth began to raise uncontrollably.

Because he felt that he finally seized the opportunity.

Then, he became the only person present who dared to raise his finger to the king.

"You are not the king!"

His voice simply stunned people completely.

How dare you?

Goering, who was still alive, was even more excited.

That’s right, that’s right, that’s it!

"You are just a mortal, and you actually dare to use the king's name to deceive the king's servants. You are the blasphemer, and you are the one who cannot be punished!"

In almost extreme excitement, Göring smiled crazily at his companions behind him and said:

"Get up quickly, my brothers and sisters, look at him, do you see how he looks like our king? He is just a mortal, and the goddess is not even willing to look at him!"

"Why don't you get up quickly and join me in taking down this sinner?"

Led by Gorin, those who really didn't want to die stood up tentatively.

At the same time, all of them stared at the towering goddess statue.

Without the goddess, there is no divine punishment.

So.

The corners of their mouths began to rise.

They seemed to think they had grasped the truth.

Looking at his companions who all stood up, Gorin laughed crazily.

He shouted to the king:

"You are still dead!"

Then, the door behind him opened.

The burning fire illuminated the open door, and in the confusion of the soldiers and knights.

An elf girl came out.

That was Lily Heather.

Seeing the appearance of such an elf, Gorin, who was just startled, finally felt relieved.

He thought it was the goddess coming!

After carelessly tidying up his messy clothes, Golin turned and pointed at the elf in front of him and said:

"And this blasphemer, catch her too, and then I will burn these two dogs to death in front of everyone!"

As soon as the voice fell, Golin's greatest fear in his life came.

Endless holy light burst out from the girl.

In the blink of an eye, the girl fell unconscious.

The goddess of storms walked out of the glow.

She held the holy spear in one hand and held the girl in the other.

She did not walk down from behind the king, but walked directly in front of the king.

The crowd that had just stood up fell to the ground again, but they were really scared and couldn't stand up.

The goddess holding the girl in one hand walked past the crowd that had collapsed to the ground with a cold look, walked past the empty round table, and returned to the place where she had been standing.

That was beside her king.

There was no excessive communication, just a look in the eyes.

The goddess put down the holy spear.

He said to the blasphemers in front of him the desperate words that had frightened countless people:

"Holy Spear, pull up the anchor."

The divine punishment tore apart everything in front of the round table.

Through the brooch and the light curtain in front of the king, everyone was almost stunned to see such a scene.

The towering holy city was completely destroyed, and even the sea in the distance was directly split by this devastating blow.

This fallen land that only belongs to the clergy and only has the clergy is completely destroyed.

And the weapon that has been ownerless until now is held by the master again.

That's all for today, I have a cold