Chapter 615
The black hair wizard who put the guard with his broken neck on the ground and broke into the attic from the eaves finally sneaked into the mansion.
The sound of recitations like Sunday pass through the dome, and there are uniform harmony and prayers, and even the floor under his feet vibrates faintly, making Loren who just broke in almost thinks he has been found NS.
Carol? prayer?
If it weren't for the dilapidated wall outside, and the guards patrolling the inner and outer layers, the black hair wizard might even think that he had sneaked into a certain Holy Cross Church cathedral.
In the second life on behalf of the church court "cleansing" and vows that Knights "preaching with swords" in the past hundreds of years, even the villages have been scattered in churches, and today the Evil Gods are dormant and can still be seen It is really weird to be so "religious" heretic.
Although there are guards on the periphery of the mansion, the black hair wizard is still as cautious as possible, but there is really no sense of tension of "sneaking into the enemy camp"—from the attic to the lower level, the guard company encountered There are no ten people, and the degree of vigilance is almost the same as the display.
Is they too confident in their disguise, or is there something going on... Loren hopes it will be the former, but tells him inwardly that it should be the latter.
The sound of prayer comes from the lobby on the ground floor...no matter what kind, as long as you enter the lobby, you will be obvious at a glance.
Leaning on the back of the corner of the corridor, leisurely footsteps came from the far side of the corridor; just as the fire approached, the black hair wizard hooked his neck and covered his mouth and nose with his right hand; The struggling guard hadn't pulled out his weapon, his feet suddenly became unbalanced, and his whole person was placed on the ground.
"pa!"
Steadily catching the torch that the opponent had just thrown by mistake, the expressionless Loren walked to the corridor and looked up.
The hall is already near.
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"...We are so small and so fragile!"
Bright and bright The heavy voice reverberated in the hall, and hundreds of enthusiastic gazes underneath, watching the up ahead of the hall, the impassioned and dancing silhouette standing on the main altar.
"Death, famine, natural disasters, plague...In the face of these irresistible forces, in front of the devil and Evil God, we are too small and too fragile, and we are too weak to be separated from the ants!"
"Then the priest of the Holy Cross came, and they told us that these all are the suffering that those who do not believe in God should suffer, and these all are the punishment of the Holy Cross for us not being religious enough!"
"We believed...but these disasters still haven't gone away from us;"
"So those priests began to whisper again. All this is the experience of the Holy Cross, a process of testing our piety. Only those who wholeheartedly serve God can be honored in the kingdom of God."
"We...believe the nonsense of these people again!"
"We forgot, in the ancient kingdom The ancestors of the era faced these sufferings, and were as fragile and insignificant as us; but at that time they did not evade all this, they did not pretend that as long as they abandon their own history, traditions and beliefs, they would never have to face all this again. !"
"This...is the beginning of our cowardice, and this is how the ancient Byrne declined!"
"And we...should also follow our ancestors War Goddess, Brunhild’s iron cavalry, holds destiny in our own hands!"
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The sound of impassioned words Through the dome, the black hair wizard standing on the promenade on the second floor can clearly feel the restless atmosphere below. Even if this group of people immediately revolted and announced the overthrow of the rule of Holy Cross Church, no one would be surprised.
Squatting halfway in the corner of the promenade, the black hair wizard frowned and looked at the footprints beside him... It was exactly the same as the one encountered in the Evil God ruins.
The other party has come in, and just in front of him.
The deafening voice reverberated around him, and Loren silently pulled out the "bright silver" from his waist, looking around every corner.
He didn't use the "spiritual horizon" to investigate... Regardless of whether the opponent is what he thought, the instant void response of using the high-level magic spell will reveal his position and identity, which is not worth the loss.
Wait, wait.
Looking at the hundreds of "mad believers" under the promenade, and the "hand dancing" madman on the main altar, the black hair wizard suddenly moved in his heart.
It seems that Gaspar didn't get involved...or he has noticed that he has been betrayed, so he didn't show up here?
The right hand holding the hilt of the sword is constantly rubbing, and the tension of the body keeps the palm sweating.
Maybe the other party has also found himself, maybe this footprint is the trap he deliberately left to get him hooked... Whether it is or not, the other party must be somewhere in this hall at the moment.
Suppressing his own breathing, Loren tried to make his heartbeat as stable as possible while his hands and feet were tightened, but his search gaze became more and more serious...as if there is another pair of vision hiding in the corner in the dark Inside, staring at himself thinking from behind.
What is the other party waiting for?
Do you have to wait any longer? !
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"They, condemned us as evil, heresy... are the devil hovering in the shadows, they will always Turn this world into a demon of purgatory!"
"They are right, we are their demon!"
"Destroy our history, destroy our ancestors’ beliefs, use The "suffering" of the Holy Cross makes our people immersed in the world after death, instead of paying attention to the happiness of this world and this life, putting countless wealth into the absurd church, making them fattened one by one!"
"Gold coin falls into the redemption box, and a soul will ascend to heaven... This is the original words of the priests. Is the Holy Cross not satisfied with the wealth of heaven, and is still thirsting for the fields of this world Is it with gold?!"
"This kind of faith needs to be destroyed, and this kind of church needs to be overthrown!"
"We are no longer what we were in the past...We I was confused, but now I am awakened by the faith of our ancestors; we will follow Brunhild’s cavalry and become her apostles for spreading the gospel!"
"Friends, robes, tightly Catch this last kind of fire... Tonight, we will ignite the fire that disperses the darkness, and the Scarlet Blood Fort will become a beacon to illuminate the entire Byrne! In the near future, the Knight Kingdom under the thirteenth Knights will rise again, and Boyne’s hussars work hand in hand to recast the hegemony that belongs to Byrne!"
"The followers of the Holy Cross denounce Byrne’s wine as depravity. Of course, they don’t know the body of our Byrne people. There is boiling wine syrup flowing in the bloody battlefield, which is the feast of the Byrne Knights!"
"Wine is like blood! Fine wine is like blood! Fine wine is like blood— —! The wine is as blood——!"
The crowd in the hall has become a sea of fanaticism, and the "fanatics" in long robes blushed and their cheeks were exposed. His neck and his eyes were scarlet, and he screamed like a proverbial slogan crazily.
"This—! This is the wine Goddess Brunhild gave us!"
The "crazy believer" on the main altar suddenly raised a costume. A wine glass full of bright red liquid, and bloodshot eyes staring at everyone around:
"Drink it, and we will become Brunhild’s apostles in the world, gaining the Immortal Body of immortality. The Thirteenth Territory of Byrne spreads the Gospel of Brunnhilde!"
"Today, right here, in this brief moment, we will break the shackles of the Holy Cross and let the land of our hometown be bathed in sunshine again Under the circumstances, it will become a hot spot for the Byrne people again!"
As his voice fell, the wine glass in his hand was raised high immediately, and he wanted to drink.
In the next second, two dark shadows fell from the sky at the same time!
"Clang——!!!"
The golden cup fell to the ground, the bright red plasma poured on the head of the "mad believer", and the rotten wood-like body twitched and collapsed to the ground.
The fanatics who have not yet reacted to the shock are full of horror and noise, and there is a mess in the hall.
in midair, the grey blue sword glow and a mottled long sword fought, the sparks of the collision even faintly flashed, splashing around;
through the sword glow, The black hair wizard finally saw the silhouette in front of him, as well as those eyes that were always serious, indifferent and could not see a trace of emotion, those eyes that once would rather perish together to kill themselves.
"Why are you?!"