After Becoming The Tyrant

Entering through the inner castle wall of the holy city that the demon wolf smashed through, Hull finally saw clearly what the flame and the cross were.

It was a burning church, it stood at the end of the holy path, red in flames.The moment he saw the church, Hull realized that it was the most mysterious place in the holy court mentioned by Segney in the information, where countless secrets and unknown powers were buried.A traitor with a high status like Segney, mentioned it with an unconcealable fear in his tone.

The Iron Church of the Holy Court.

Hull reined in the horse, and at the same time stopped Hanmu and the following knights. As they approached the burning church, the temperature of the air increased at a terrible speed to an unbearable level.They were wearing real metal armor, and now the armor has gradually become hot.

It's unbearable even at such a long distance, what kind of flame is it that can be so terrifying?

In the flames that were as red as blood, the majestic church was melting, and the solid granite walls fell off in large pieces and hit the ground heavily.Ordinary black iron melted into gurgling molten iron and flowed down the skeleton of the church—just like a plaster statue being baked by fire, the plaster peeled off layer by layer, and finally exposed the supporting iron frame hidden inside the statue.

The supporting skeleton of this iron church was revealed to the world in the flames.

It was a cross standing on the ground.

The entire iron church is a cross erected in the heart of the holy city.

Hull understood that they no longer needed to attack the inner castle of the Holy Court, because under such a temperature and that weird cross, it was impossible for ordinary people to survive in the inner castle of the Holy Court.Hull led the soldiers back slowly, and the wolf stared at the cross closely, and let out a low growl from its throat, approaching step by step.

"It seems that the legend is true."

On the other side of the Holy Court, the assassins who carried out this operation had already withdrawn. At this time, they were standing on the hill behind the Holy Court City, watching the progress of the situation in the city.Unafraid of the extreme temperature of the flames, the snow-white wolf circled slowly around the iron cross, full of hostility but extremely vigilant.

"The reason why the demon wolf fell into a deep sleep was because it was killed by a god once."

That is the legend also recorded in the holy book. The magic wolf who lived on war brought disaster to the earth, so God shot a rocket and killed it in the ancient Lundi plain.Many legends recorded in the holy books have long lost their original purpose after being revised and polished by theologians and jurists for thousands of years, and have been passed down to the world as deeds praising the gods and saving the world.But stripping away the golden splendor on the surface, the skeleton of the story itself may not be without the truth.

"The plan went well."

The assassin leader wrote a simple message on a piece of papyrus, and when he raised his hand, a white eagle landed on his shoulder.After the secret letter was tied, the white eagle flapped its wings and flew towards the other side of the Abyss Strait.

Looking at the wolf who finally attacked the cross after going around in a circle, the assassin leader smiled slightly.

Who would have thought?

Exalted, holy, "Father" of all believers, Pope Theold actually kept an army of assassins.

However, before Theolde became the Pope, he was born in a noble family of the Hopeless Inner Sea Alliance, and the Hopeless Inner Sea is indeed the most active assassin in the world because of its active business and numerous city-states.At the time of the most intense commercial and trade conflicts in the hopeless inner sea, the struggle between cities was almost fierce, but because of the existence of the Holy Court, no city dared to take the lead in the war, so it became the last thing to attack economic and political enemies by assassination. excellent choice.

Without the suppression of the behemoth of the Holy Court, the hopeless Inner Sea assassins would not have developed to this point.

"It's so gorgeous."

The leader of the assassins said that he took off the white rose pinned to his chest and threw it to the burning city.

The fire has engulfed the faith center of all the saints in this world.

The demonic wolf had already launched an attack on the Iron Cross. It leaped up and slammed into the Iron Cross in the flames amidst the roar of the pack of wolves.When the demon wolf collided with the Iron Cross, the fire surged, and the sea flooded the holy city.In the flames, the knights of the Golden Empire who were too late to evacuate were burned to ashes, and the wolves gathered from all over the world howled mournfully, and their fur was burned.The pack of wolves became an army at this time, they did not retreat, they rushed forward one by one, and then disappeared into the flames.

Under the impact of the demon wolf, the Iron Cross vibrated endlessly, and the air was filled with the buzzing sound of a tuning fork. Even if it escaped outside the city, it was still dizzy and difficult to distinguish from the buzzing sound.

Seven rays of light flew up from the flames, hovering around the Iron Cross.

Everyone in the Iron Church has been reduced to ashes, and only the contract between God and man remains, and the seven elders have untied the seal on it.The oath circled around the cross, resisting the attack of the demon wolf, and when the contract appeared, a figure crucified on the cross appeared faintly.

When this figure appeared, the assassins and knights of the Nujin Empire who had already retreated outside the holy city felt a sea-like pressure coming down from the sky.One by one, they rolled off their horses and fell to the ground, no matter how hard they stood up.

The pack of wolves died together in an instant, leaving only the devil wolf whose hair was scorched, flesh and blood fell off, and the skeleton remained.

Under its pale skull, countless dead bones crawled out of its dark green eyes, as if all the corpses that had been its food were being separated from its body.With a long and shrill howl, the demon wolf leaped up, bit the center of the Iron Cross, and bit the phantom's throat.

The earth shook, and spider web-like cracks appeared on the ground of the holy city, and the sky fell apart.

Blood-like fire spurted from the cracks, and the six-pointed star formation with the iron church as the core connected these seemingly irregular cracks in series.Relying on the oath signed with mortals, the Holy Lord's will, which had been revived from the distorted history, began to collapse and disintegrate as soon as it came to the earth.

The Iron Cross collapsed with a bang, and together with the skeletons of the demon wolves who died on it, they piled up on the core of the six-pointed star formation to form a strange mountain of iron and white bones.

The fire gradually diminished and began to flow along the veins of the formation.Finally, it flows back to the center of the formation, condenses into a beam of light, and plunges into the ground like a sharp blade.

From now on, the holy city, the center of believers' faith for a long time, will no longer exist.

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"One center of faith in this world is enough."

Wearing a triple crown, Theolde gently spread out a golden scroll written in the language of the legendary age in his iron carriage.

If the seven elders saw the golden scroll in Theold's hand, they would be shocked to find that all the words on it were very similar to the original oath between the gods and humans they guarded, and it was simply another brand new oath with the protagonist replaced. .And if the Serpent of the World is not dead, he will recognize that what Theolde holds is the other half of the incomplete law.

This incomplete law has always been in the hands of the Pope of the Holy Court, as the foundation for revealing holy miracles when necessary.

After so many years, as the Holy See gradually developed into a spiritual empire, the power of the pope increased day by day, and the law has undergone many studies in the hands of different popes.It is not that there were no popes who tried to turn it into their own power before, but they all failed.

However, Theold did.

The Holy Empire was established by him alone, and when he ascended to the throne that originally belonged to the gods, he had already succeeded in most of it.

God taught His believers how to steal power from Him——God seeks resurrection by distorting history and entrusting Himself in the past and the future.People change their teachings and wear the power that belongs to God on their heads in the form of a "triple crown".

But before today, although the Holy Empire was established, the existence of the Holy Court is like the existence of two capitals and two hearts in this empire at the same time, and the power is still divided into two halves in essence.When the holy court was drowned in the flames of destruction and turned into ashes, the last center of faith that pointed directly at the god itself was wiped from the world.

—The theocracy was stolen by him.

On the right side of Siolde is a crystal-polished inkwell, which is one of the thirteen highest-level holy relics of the Holy Court. It is said that the saint used it to hold blood and write the prophecy of the end. .

The crystal bottle was originally empty, but at a certain moment, dark red blood gradually seeped out of the bottle.

Theolde picked up a pen, dipped in the dark red blood that was born in the crystal bottle out of thin air, and slowly wrote a new law at the end of the document.

The moment he wrote, on the other side of the Abyss Strait, the Iron Cross collapsed.

The flames flowed back to the center of the formation, and then penetrated into the center of the earth.

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Fire fell from the sky.

When the angel legion descended, the dark red sky of hell was illuminated by the angels' own brilliance, half of which was pure white and half like blood.However, today, the sky once again turned completely red—fire continuously seeped out from the gap between hell and the human world, slowly fell, and dripped onto the black stone land of hell.

The dark red flames seeping and falling through the cracks contain destructive power for hell creatures.Every time a ball of fire falls on the ground, it will be corroded instantly, leaving nothing.

Seeing that the battle situation was about to turn to the unfavorable side of hell because of this change, the devil jumped from the spire and walked into the hall of the castle.

The throne of bones stands quietly at the end of the red carpet.

The devil stepped on the steps, walked up, and then inserted the keel sword on the throne.When he went to the world last time, he returned the scepter of bones to the king. Now, if he wants to stop the fire falling from the sky from causing heavy damage to hell, he can only wake up the king city.

Because that is no ordinary fire.

It was the blood soaked with the curse of the gods.

According to the normal development, the god who tampered with history and condensed the authority of the king of kings could have attached to the iron cross left by himself 1000 years ago, and used the sacrifices of believers to shape a new god body.However, the Iron Cross was arranged with a six-pointed star as a sacrilegious altar, and all the pious beliefs that should have been sacrificed to God became heresy and filth after the transformation of the six-pointed star.

God's re-condensed consciousness after thousands of years broke free from the dusty kingdom of the gods and came to the Iron Cross, injecting it into his new body, only to find that the new body of God was condensed from the deepest and most vicious filth—for God It's like suicide.

Before the betrayed god was destroyed, vengeance and curse were condensed in its tainted blood.If that blood spreads in the world, the earth will be reduced to ashes in an instant, and there will be no living things in hundreds of years.Pope Theolde introduced the blood into hell, and passed on the hatred of the gods to the head of hell.

The moment the keel sword was inserted into the throne, every bone that made up the throne seemed to wake up from a long slumber.The flying buttresses of the King City unfolded, and the sea of ​​brimstone and fire in the castle dock began to boil.In an instant, every door and window of the castle was opened, and every relief engraved on the castle came alive.

The wind howled on the ground like hell breathing.

This royal city is the supreme throne of hell and the criterion for determining hell.

After possessing the monarch, the hell, symbolized by chaos, has its own rules, and now what the devil has to do is to use the power of hell itself to resist the curse of the dead god.

An invisible barrier unfolded in mid-air, which was a rule that belonged to hell in the dark.The rain of fire that fell from the sky fell on the barrier and disappeared little by little.

For the Angel Legion, this should have been a good time to attack.

However, no Angels are attacking at this time.

— because they are dying fast.

"It's sad."

In the shape of half man and half bird, Meng La stood on the sickle-like ridge of Qianren Peak, looking up at what happened in the sky.

The angels with white wings died one after another, but it was not the army of hell that killed them.The angel is dissipating, turning into countless golden light spots and drops of dark red blood.Angels have no flesh and bones, they are created by God with his own blood and light dust. When God decides to take back his power, they will disintegrate into their original appearance and nothing will remain.

Even worse than mortals.

The angel's dying voice echoed between heaven and earth, melodious and desolate like the lamentation of a white swan about to die on the ice.

Meng La quietly watched his old enemy die in front of his eyes, he didn't feel happy, only mocking and sad.

The angels of the gods are like the skeletons of hell.Hell is an endless battle against the weak and the strong, and the dead creatures at the bottom are all pawns that can be sacrificed at will.Trust and respect are a luxury in hell.But how better are angels who symbolize holiness than creatures from hell?

They were shaped by the gods, and they were born to worship the gods who gave them life as if they were worshiping their fathers.But in the eyes of those high gods... they are also just pawns that can be sacrificed at any time, the only difference is that these pawns look better.

Even they are more pathetic.

As a symbol of chaos and desire, hell creatures also instinctively long for the kindness that they cannot get.Angels endowed with divinity have no desires and wills of their own.

Glossy puppet.

Mon Ra thought, it spread its wings and flew up from the ridge.

"The gap is being sealed."

Meng La flew to the Blackstone King City, the devil had already walked out of the hall, he looked up at what happened in the sky.

In the sky, the golden light spots that were decomposed when the angel dissipated burned up and turned into clusters of flames, quickly sealing all the gaps that could communicate with hell and the world.And the re-condensed blood of the gods floated upwards drop by drop, and disappeared through those golden flames.

"New law."

The devil stared at the cracks that were sealed one by one in the sky, and whispered.

There was no trace of surprise on his face, as if the scene happening now was expected.A crow that came from the world a few days ago landed on his shoulder.

new laws.

Meng Ra instantly understood why the devil didn't try to prevent the crack from being sealed.

That is the power of laws, the rules of heaven and earth and the world.Once the law is written successfully, it can no longer be changed.

Unless someone completely controls all the authority in this world.

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The east coast of the Abyss Strait.

Miss Wei Ya, who walked to the church on the Sabbath of the Holy Lord and recited "Heretical Poetry", was successfully rescued by Ferry III.With the call of Wei Ya's legendary spiritual banner, Ferry III quickly gathered a group of old Bracy nobles and civilians who could not bear the burden of the Holy Army movement.

They announced the restoration of Blessie to a city near the sea.

On the day of Blaise's restoration, Ferry III announced that the Blaise Kingdom would not participate in the Holy Army Movement, and that all citizens of the Blaise Kingdom did not need to provide food or taxes for the Holy Army Movement.In addition, Ferry III's army quickly advanced along the coastline, cutting off the supply line of the Holy Land Holy Army from the source.

More and more people fled across the Kobia River to the re-established kingdom of Bracy.On the territory controlled by the Holy Empire, turmoil also continued one after another. The remaining troops were exhausted in controlling the remaining territory, and were unable to re-open the supply line for the Holy Army.

For Ferry III, the current situation is very good.

However, in this case, Ferry III himself was not in the re-established Bracy Kingdom.

He secretly crossed the blockade of the Holy Empire and emerged in the Pennines in the northern part of the Empire.

"This is the entrance to the Tomb of the Gods."

There was heavy snow on the Pennines, and Ferry III stood under a black pine log, looking down at the valley below.In a trance, he felt that his teacher Carl and his friend Mann were standing behind him, smiling at him.He looked back, wanting to tell them look I did it.

There were still straight black pine logs behind him, and the pine logs were covered with thick snow, and no one stood behind him.

"The ancient road to the tomb of the gods."

Led by King Ferry III, a group of witches wearing black cloaks came here quietly, and the leader was the witch patriarch Avery who had met the king.

The patriarch witch held an old sheepskin scroll in his hands. On the sheepskin scroll, ink marks appeared, and then quickly faded away, finally showing a mountain map that completely matched the surrounding terrain.On the picture, an ancient snake slowly emerged, proving that what Ferry III said was true, this is the entrance to the tomb of the gods.

King Ferry III observed the group of witches who had fled from Bracy to Legrand and now came here under the order of King Legrand.

He had contact with witches before, and even met this witch patriarch.In his impression, witches were gloomy, haggard and cold, out of tune with ordinary people.If he hadn't been aware of Theold's ambitions, and he was powerless to resist the huge Holy Court, Ferry III would never have dealt with witches at that time.

However, the witches standing in front of him at this time were completely different from what he remembered.

They wore neat black cloaks, without any haggardness, and stood upright.The cold depression that enveloped them disappeared without a trace, and the melancholy witch patriarch was more decisive than before.

"After the war, if you want to go back to your hometown, Blaise will always welcome you."

Ferry III said calmly, half of it was a temptation, and half was a sincere invitation.After so much, the arrogance of the upper class that was deeply rooted in the past has been ground clean.

"Blessie can do everything you get in Legrand."

The witches smiled but did not speak.

Silently but firmly refused.

Ferry III couldn't help but sighed: "I really want to know what Purland gave you."

A group of witches who can't integrate into ordinary people will return to the crisis-ridden Holy Empire for Legrand, and will even enter the extremely dangerous tomb of the gods.

"Because the Legrand we want to know is still the same Legrand."

The witch patriarch put away the parchment and replied.

She turned her head and glanced in Legrand's direction.

They are witches, who have been expelled since the first century AD, wandering the land, lingering between life and death.And in the lunatic hospital where the "Legrand First Pathological Research Department" was hung, for the first time so many people applauded and looked at them with smiles, welcoming them to join.

From the first century AD to the present fifteenth century, wandering witches had their first home.

The Legrand they want them to know is still the Legrand who has many crazy companions, the Legrand who the little witch can show a smile.

Legrand of that free land.

Ferry III watched silently as the witches flew down the mountain and across the canyon on their brooms.

He exhaled hot air, feeling a little envious.

I envy the king across the strait, and I envy these witches.

"Such a world."

Ferry III raised his head, talking to himself.

Snowflakes fell from the sky, and the extreme arctic ice field was freezing cold.

After passing through the ice field, the burial ground of the gods appeared in front of the witches, and at this time there was only a vast sea left here.If it weren't for the witches being able to fly on broomsticks, they wouldn't be able to move forward at all.

The witch leader carefully took out an ice ball that sealed the snake shadow.

That was the other half of the incomplete law. The witches were ordered by the king to bring it to the tomb of the gods to do something related to the entire battle situation.