The Villain Only Wants to Live a Buddhist Life2

It's hard enough to just hold on to the one acre and three inches of land right now, okay?

He turned his attention back to the projection on the square.

……

The people of the Holy Cult who got off the carriage did not walk towards the altar, but walked back to a carriage in the middle.

There is no difference between this carriage and other carriages from the outside, but if you look carefully, you will find that there is a dark aura wafting from the gaps in the carriage from time to time.

Pope Sith St. Patricis stopped beside the two unicorns, then slightly raised the "God's Wrath" and pointed to the carriage.

The two bishops who followed came out one after another, and both took out their wands at the same time, and chanted spells at the carriage.

After a while, the incantation that had condensed into substance turned into two chains, which directly penetrated the door and pierced into the compartment.

Then there was an organic sound, and a sacred magic circle appeared on the roof of the carriage, but the walls bloomed like petals, revealing the interior of the carriage.

At this moment, exclamations suddenly sounded from the crowd outside St. Louis Square.

People who were affected by the enchantment and made their emotions easy to fluctuate fully expressed their inner surprise and panic.

Even in the living room of the Duke's Mansion, Darke felt the chaos.

His eyes were serious, and he was also staring at the carriage.

The chains of light exuding a sacred aura were tied cross-legged, and the tall man who was bound within them sat cross-legged, his dark skin exuded a luster that did not look like a dead person, and his messy long black hair hung down, covering his dirty eyes. face.

The demon horns protruding from both sides of the head are like goat horns, and the black wings curled up behind are standard bat wings.

Even though I haven't seen the real face of the Demon King.

But no matter who sees this scene, they will subconsciously think that this is the Demon King.

——This corpse exudes such an aura!

"Is this the Demon King?"

Dak completely restrained his joking and joking emotions, and his expression was also serious at this time.

Things have finally developed to the point where he is not in charge, but his role in it is also the most important.

Until the future is written, he cannot be sure that what he is doing is right.

Nothing is settled.

Everything is possible.

Just like the corpse in front of me, it can be alive or dead until no one confirms that it is dead.

The two bishops held up their wands, creating more chains of light, further binding the corpse of the demon king, and then lifting them up in the air.

"Take it."

The pope's voice was calm and powerful.

The two bishops carried the body of the devil to the altar.

The Pope held the "God's Wrath" and walked ahead.

After a while, a group of people came to the altar.

The two bishops waved their wands and carried the corpse of the Demon King to the middle of the altar.

Archbishop Norris nodded to the oncoming Pope, and the top and second in command of the two Holy Churches only made eye contact before moving quickly.

This time in the "devil king's execution ceremony", they didn't want to do too much superficial work.

Not even the scholar Abel Yerkes, who was used to confuse the audience at first, did not bring it.

They just want to implement it step by step according to the plan, and then let those who like to do reading comprehension interpret it by themselves.

The eight bishops except the son Evan Pearson and the saint Audrey Joan of Arc walked to the eight corners of the altar as instructed, and then each drew a magic card and activated it at the same time.

The sacred light from the magic card shot directly at the precious jades on the eight corners of the altar, and the eight precious jades burst out with dazzling white light in an instant, and then quickly condensed into a straight upward beam of light.

The eight beams of light go straight up to the sky, with a magnificent aura.

Archbishop Norris stretched out his hand, and the chains of light on the demon king's corpse suddenly opened, and the tips of the eight chains shot at the eight beams of light, wrapping around them like dragons and snakes.

As the eight chains gradually tightened, the corpse of the demon king gradually floated into the air.

The archbishop also drew out a magic card, activated it and pointed it at the corpse, and immediately two magic circles appeared above and below the corpse.

The Pope himself just stood in front of the "God's Wrath" and showed the majesty of the Holy Church to the crowd.

The Holy Son and the Holy Maiden stood behind him on the left and right, respectively, like a golden boy and a jade girl.

Son Evan Pearson has thick brown curly hair, handsome features, a thin figure, and a stern face—but it can be seen that he is actually a little nervous.

After all, it was the first time to attend such a grand occasion, and it was very rare for Evan not to diaper on the spot.

But the saint Audrey Joan beside him didn't show any nervousness.

Audrey had long blond hair like the sun, fair skin to the point of sickness, no childish facial contours, and a pair of eyes shining like rubies.

Blonde hair and red eyes, which is not common.

Audrey was like a beautiful doll, with a blank face and no emotions, as if what happened around her had nothing to do with her.

When people were unknowingly attracted by the combination of these three people, a huge magic circle suddenly lit up above the altar, and a large cross made of silver slowly emerged.

The breath emanating from the cross immediately attracted everyone's attention.

Just staring at it, there is a feeling of being washed all over.

When people came to their senses, the corpse of the Demon King had already been tied to the cross!

Its arms were stretched straight out, its feet were closed together seamlessly, and its ferocious head was lowered, allowing the long black hair to fall naturally.

The holy white light shone on its body, and black smoke kept coming out.

Above the head, the scorching sun was emitting a fiery light.

Under the scorching sun, the temperature of the square continued to rise.

……

It was less than half an hour before twelve noon, and everything was ready.

Archbishop Norris walked to the Pope's side, stood a little later, and communicated with him in a low voice.

The Pope stared ahead, his lips moved slightly: "How far away?"

The archbishop whispered: "Two."

Pope: "Then wait."

After speaking, he stood there like a statue.

……

The corpse of the demon king bound on the silver cross gradually rose, and countless eyes focused on it.

People who recalled the cruelty of the war gradually lost control. I don't know where it started. The sound of cursing came out like rain. Some even thought of the place of grief and cried.

But among them, some people also showed anxiety in their eyes.

The Holy Cult's defense is too tight.

The Bronze Armored Paladin, the Silver Armored Paladin and the Golden Armored Paladin formed three unbreakable lines of defense.

In the innermost part, the Pope, the most powerful Holy Cult, personally guards it.

Those remnants of the Demon Race who wanted to play by ear felt their hands and feet were cold, and they had nowhere to start.

Even if a moth is coming to the flame, there must be a path for the moth to get close to the flame.

……

Suddenly, the outermost Bronze Armored Paladin seemed to have received the order and began to shrink the formation.

They shrunk in from the edge of St. Louis Square, and in a blink of an eye, half of the square was vacated.

People who were completely out of control rushed forward along the vacated path, occupying all the vacant seats in an instant.

They looked up at the demon king bound on the silver cross from a closer distance, their faces gradually became ferocious, and they wanted to eat his flesh, drink his blood, convulse his tendons, and smash his bones into ashes!

on the altar.

The pope and his eyes flicked across the crowd, their expressions becoming more serious and cold.

When there was only a quarter of an hour left before twelve noon.

He suddenly stomped the staff and raised it high, and a green flame shot up from the top of the staff in an instant!

People inside and outside the square looked at the flame subconsciously, and their out-of-control emotions broke out completely. The hatred and anger towards the demons and the demon king in their hearts rose instantly.

In the pope's field of vision, green flames burst out above everyone's heads, burning like torches crazily.

At this time, even Da Ke, who was separated by a screen, couldn't help but be affected.

He suddenly looked away, and cast the "Death Art" to instantly focus his brain thinking on one point, completely emptying out.

The "rage +1" indicator finally stopped.

"Are you okay?" Aurora and Pandora asked with concern.

Duck lowered his head and slowly shook his head: "It's okay, I'm just a little impulsive because of being stimulated by the "God's Wrath". The pope used the magic wand to arouse people's anger. Why?"

Pandora saw that he was fine, so she frowned and said, "It's not like trying to burn the devil's soul with the fire of the heart, is it? If the devil's soul is so easy to burn, it won't be delayed until now."

Hefes said slowly: "In fact, once the devil's soul is damaged to a certain extent, it will trigger the passive reincarnation mechanism. If it is destroyed instantly, its soul will regenerate in a corner of the world.

And it doesn't have a trace like a lich's phylactery, a trace that even the best fortune-teller can't catch. "

Pandora asked suspiciously, "What exactly does the Holy Cult want to do?"

As a purebred white dragon, Hephace's eyesight is not bad.

After reading the entire ceremony arrangement, she also came up with her own inference: "If my predictions are correct, they should want to summon the gate of the underworld and exile the demon king's soul consciousness to the underworld."

"Exiled to the underworld? It sounds feasible." Pandora's eyes flickered, and she turned to look at Dak, "What do you think?"

Dak's complexion has returned to normal.

He glanced at the soaring "Rage", and said helplessly: "I'm not familiar with the underworld, but I heard that any life outside the underworld enters it, and its own spiritual consciousness will be gradually wiped out. Unless you cross the wall of sighs, you can't escape The law of the underworld."

Pandora asked doubtfully, "So it's feasible?"