Lord of the Witches

The embarrassing scene that happened in the church army was actually quite normal to some extent.

Any sect, or any force, as long as there are too many people, it will become mixed, and the belief will become less pure, and it will not even be able to achieve effective supervision.

Even the Lord of Light only hopes that the believers will be pious, and there is no mandatory requirement.

It's just that when the Holy Prophet attacks with power words, people with impure beliefs will have to pay the price at this moment of war.

On the Thorn Square, Charles I, who was still entangled, was unsurprisingly ridiculed by the second rot again.

Boom!

The rotten, immortal body of the second rotten head was easily trampled on the ground by King Charles I, and then various punishments began to be imposed on him, and each penalty released holy light, just like the dark age, In the barbaric era, the Church of the Old Continent dealt with those mortal enemies heretics in the same way.

It's just obvious that the second rotten head with the immortality characteristic is very difficult to kill, including Ludwig who is now integrated with him.

In the holy light, the second rotten head continued to scream while being tortured: It seems that Sims is right. Most of the Church of Light are a bunch of hypocrites. The so-called light, piety... are just one layer. Covering human skin.

Essentially, you are just a group of shameless humans driven by desire.

The ridicule of the second rotten head attracted a lot of attention.

The Transcendents who were still watching could almost predict how furious Charles I, the Pope, would be when he heard that the Lord was so insulted and blasphemed.

But the strange thing is that, including the second rotten leader who is already preparing to accept export, they not only did not see the anger on Charles I's face.

On the contrary, what everyone saw was a weird smile.

The second rotten man, who was a bit unscrupulous because of his undead characteristic, suddenly felt an unspeakable threat in his heart at this moment. It was the second time he felt this kind of threat after he acquired the immortal characteristic. .

The first time, was when he followed Martin Sims into the Cataclysm field.

Before he could carefully discern what the threat was or respond, he saw at the same time as the other peepers. Charles I ignored the second rot and Ludwig. He turned around and looked at the place surrounded by holy thorns. There are two figures.

To be exact, there is only one.

Raphael!

When the figure of the young man who lowered his head slightly and exuded the supreme clean brilliance appeared, Charles I's eyes almost lost everything, only Raphael's figure could be reflected.

He even gave his back to the second rot and Ludwig, and he walked towards the portal of heaven and earth again.

At the same time, he said in a compassionate and encouraging voice:

He who believes in my Lord has nothing to fear.

Boom

Almost instantly, when Charles I's voice sounded in Mihuang City.

Unbelievable changes took place on the disintegrated battlefield.

The holy knight Lancelot, who fell into self-doubt because of the prophetic words, woke up in an instant, the silver and holy symbols of the heroic armor covering the surface of his body lit up, a new burst of holy light burst out, and the decayed body glowed with indescribable vitality. The vitality of words.

His whole body was releasing holy light, and the holy sword appeared in his hand again.

The bishops, knights, and armored soldiers who have changed like him... They began to recover, and they were even stronger than before.

The aura they revealed also changed.

Holding the holy sword, everyone could no longer see the strong desire to kill in Lancelot's eyes. He seemed to have become extremely calm, and his originally high head was slightly lowered, like a knight of honor who was being conferred.

In the next second, he swung the holy sword silently, and slashed at a red-robed bishop who hadn't recovered yet.

Pooh!

The dark red blood spattered on his silver-white visor, dripping slowly.

He bowed slightly to the corpse and said, May heaven accept your soul!

Lancelot's action seemed to be a signal. At the same moment, behind those church members who had not yet recovered, the swords of pious colleagues appeared at the same time, and under the light of the holy light, they cut down.

The orderly and calm voice resounded through Castle William.

Chick! Chick! Chick!

May Heaven accept your soul!

May Heaven...

It makes people feel extremely pious and holy, but in the creepy picture, the army of light, with at least half of its staff reduced, under the leadership of Lancelot, silently charged into Castle William.

In front of them, the companions who had been close to each other fell down.

Under their feet, the corpses of their companions were turning into mud, bright red, rotting mud.

When this holy and bloody scene came into everyone's eyes, time seemed to turn back, and it was recorded in a large number of ancient books. The scene of the bloody conquest of the church came to everyone's minds in a trance.

The Old Continent, the Church's Eastern Expedition...the lives of the people are in ruins!

When Tang Qi recalled the corresponding knowledge, he also saw that in the dim light in front of him, the objects that Lancelot and the others charged to kill were not the two figures surrounded by the Holy Thorns, but the people gathered in the castle. Members who protect together.

From the director William O'Neill who has become a paper man, to the external liaison officer Jennifer, and then to the ordinary guards, they all fell into a deep sleep, unaware that blood-stained weapons were about to kill them .

Everyone subconsciously looked at the Holy Prophet who was answering the question of Raphael, the gentle and kind white-haired old man.

But this time, his voice did not sound.

The old man still bowed, surrounded by holy thorns, and reverently answered the inquiry of the Lord, as if the Power Word just now had exhausted the power of the prophet, or the fate of a mortal was not fate.

The army stained with blood and minced meat broke into Castle William like a ghost. Lancelot at the front, the holy sword slashed at William O'Neill again, as if out of respect, Lancelot this time No longer slandering the William family.

He didn't hesitate to behead O'Neil, and at the same time he spit out his sincere blessing: May the kingdom of heaven accept your...

Before Lancelot could fully spit out his blessing, a magic portal suddenly opened in front of him without warning.

Holy sword, cut into the portal.

On the fourth floor of the library tower, Tang Qi allowed the holy sword that penetrated the portal to slash towards his body that had cast the Guardian Curse. There was still a soft and kind voice in his ear. His expression was calm, and his hands Quick cast.

When the holy sword and the guardian spell collided with each other and made a muffled sound, a magic portal opened in front of all the members in Castle William.

Before the voyeurs could see clearly what was on the other side, the holy thorns around the members were released at the same time, sending them into the portal.

In the secret place of the island in the center of the lake, over the quarantine area, figures fell down one after another, and then were quickly engulfed by the white mist.

Tang Qi, who did all this, did not feel complacent in the slightest. He leaned back slightly, and the flames filled with spirituality vacated. Without any hesitation, he punched the gorgeous, silver-white visor of the holy knight who was about to step into the portal. superior.

Boom!

Fort William, the voyeurs didn't have time to be amazed at the scene where the castle bureau was rescued, and then they saw that Lancelot, who was about to break into the other end of the portal, was suddenly hit by a fist in the face, amidst a huge roar , the holy knight was thrown flying.

However, at that second, some big figures who were peeping with special odd objects heard a crisp fracture sound and a vague exclamation at the same time.

What a tough face!

As soon as the supernatural beings laughed, they had to look at the Thorn Square at the same time.

There, the original evenly matched scene was quickly reversed.

The second rotten head, and Ludwig who merged with him, relied on immortality and other disgusting characteristics to successfully entangle the incomparably powerful Charles I in the city of Cathay, preventing him from joining the Castle Bureau. battlefield.

In everyone's imagination, although Charles I obtained the Revelation of the Lord of Light, under the blessing of the divine nature of light, he almost possessed combat power beyond the half-god level.

But his opponent, the second rotten boss is an old monster from the Dark Era, and Ludwig is Sims's second-generation disciple. With the help of the thorn suit, the two cannot defeat Charles I, but the entanglement stops him. There is nothing wrong with buying time for the Prophet and Raphael.

But at this moment, the scene that happened in an instant completely overturned this idea.

While Charles I was showing his back, the second rotten head stretched his neck, trying to open the portal of the rotten country again, disgusting Charles I again, but before he opened his mouth, Charles I put another ring on his red glove Light up.

It was a plain silver ring, engraved with a cross.

Amidst the brilliance, a long sword that seemed to be made of sterling silver and shaped like a cross was held in the hand of Charles I.

Holy object, the sword of punishment.

The hearts of all the people who were watching were shocked. When the corresponding knowledge emerged in their minds, they also saw Charles I at the same time. He didn't look back at the second rot who launched the attack, he just waved back casually.

Silvery white, pure light, like the soft light at dawn, instantly enveloped the second rot and Ludwig.

The second rot, who was originally laughing and unscrupulous, lost his composure for the first time after sensing the divine power that seemed to be able to deprive everything in the silvery-white light.

There was a wail behind him, but Charles I paid no attention.

He didn't care about the second rot from the beginning, he seemed to be waiting for Raphael to appear from the beginning to the end.

The cross sword with a strange hilt was held by him, he slashed behind him, and then immediately slashed forward.

Lord said:

thorns are sin!

Chila!

In the soft light released by the cross sword, the garment of thorns was shattered, and the crown of thorns was also divided into two halves in the radiance, falling down silently.

The next moment, he stepped into the portal and landed in Mihuang City.

The sudden change made everyone fall into horror, and various thoughts quickly appeared in their minds.

Is this the original strength of Charles I?

He was just waiting for Raphael to appear from the beginning, was he entangled before that on purpose?

His target is Raphael.

As if to confirm these ideas, the place where Charles I descended was directly inside the quaint castle.

He wore a gorgeous and majestic golden cassock, bloody red shoes, red gloves, and a bright crown. He also stepped on the flesh and blood of the red-robed bishops, knights, and nuns, and walked towards the castle step by step. The two figures in the deepest part.

The holy thorns that hindered and surrounded were destroyed in the whisper of thorns are sin.

He approached quickly, and the silver cross sword was about to slash at Raphael, who was shrouded in brilliance but was still confused.

It was at this moment that the old man finally moved.

Endless holy thorns emerged, guarding Raphael, and sent them to the void.

Both the Holy Prophet and Jerome, the old man of MH-046, stepping down the thorns, step by step towards Charles I.

My Lord said:

Whoever kills with the sword will die by the sword.

In the soft voice, Charles I raised his hand suddenly, and the cross sword slashed towards his neck. But the moment his skin was cut and stained with blood, he stopped.

The old man got closer to Charles I, and the voice came again.

The blood of the innocent is the poison of the murderer.

As soon as the words fell, Charles I's face suddenly turned red, and quickly turned bruised, and his breathing seemed to become difficult. His eye sockets, nose, and corners of his mouth began to flow bright red blood. A strong man above the semi-god level seemed to be about to He was poisoned to death under the eyes of everyone.

MH-046 came in front of Charles I with a compassionate look on his face. He extended his palm to the pope's protruding eyes, and said softly, My Lord said...

laugh!

The cross sword, the bladeless blade suddenly pierced the old man's heart.

The silvery white and clean light began to melt the old man's body little by little.

Lord said:

Prophet, die by my sword.

Charles I, who had returned to normal at some point, said to the old man in front of him very indifferently.

boom! boom! boom!

The voyeurs, who thought they were numb and would no longer be surprised, saw the Holy Prophet who was pierced through the body by the holy object Sword of Punishment and was disappearing rapidly.

Charles I didn't pull out the cross sword, nor did he cross the old man, he just looked at MH-046, his eyes showed an extremely complicated look, everyone seemed to see the stormy waves of questioning, and saw the broken faith. Disappointment, the desire to kill after being betrayed...

The Transcendents who were watching this civil war had a vague idea of ​​what kind of Pope Charles I was at this moment.

A hoarse, cold voice spit out from his mouth.

Thorn says:

I make a covenant with my brother, all glory to the light.

Boom

Charles I's shocking question was not addressed to the Holy Prophet, but to Raphael surrounded by holy thorns above the void.

He is questioning the gods, the real gods.

ps: 4,000-character chapter, I haven’t set a flag for too long, Fatty will force myself, and I will resume two updates tomorrow. If I can’t do it, welcome everyone to the book review area to hammer me.