Chapter 622
Under the flames, the night is blood red!
The battle...it started suddenly.
The Knights of the church guarding the Byrne Cathedral didn’t even notice anyone approaching; until the fire of the explosion shattered the church’s door, these "Guardians of the Holy Cross" were awakened from their sleep, and more than half did not even notice. Wearing armor, he hurried into battle, and then encountered mercenaries and heretical fanatics who raided.
The trembling roar sounded in the dark, and the burning cathedral shook violently; under the cover of the fire, the cult members screamed and roared, rushing from all directions like ghosts crawling out of flames , Instantly surrounded the entire cathedral.
The guards who stood guard outside the door had already "dedicated" in the explosion. The remaining church Knights drew out their sabers and formed a thin array behind the church door to intercept several times, or even ten times more. Their heretics fanatics.
Suddenly facing a tide of enemies, the church Knights were frightened and frightened; they had to resist bitterly while ringing the bell tower of the church to ask for help.
Although after the explosion, there is no need to do so...
Because just like the sudden start, the end of the whole battle is also "sudden".
There was no warning, even the Knights, who were not even a little defensive, had no room for organization and assembly. The original raid quickly evolved into a one-sided massacre... In front of ten times the enemy, the church Knight, who was alone, had no chance of parrying, and the only small group of elites who had assembled in a hurry were quickly "swallowed."
The clash of sword blades turned into a mournful cry of death, all split up and in pieces before being lifted;
The gushing plasma dyed the steps red, broken The corpses of the arm fragments were piled up in the church;
In a blink of an eye, the blazing cathedral was full of corpses. The panicked church Knight couldn’t even finish the last prayer before he fell. The gloomy pupils reflected one after another hideous silhouette stepping on the body.
Originally, this situation was fundamentally impossible to happen;
According to the church’s regulations, every cathedral should have a certain number of vows to be stationed and guarded by Knight, but the regulations and actual There are always two different things-since second life's generation of the Holy Cross Church completely ruled the imperial faith, the number of sworn knights has been greatly reduced, and the "grand event" of the past will no longer be restored.
Furthermore, after sweeping away heretical beliefs and Evil God everywhere, Holy Cross Church does not need to place Knight as a Peak military force vow in this "big rear"... Except for the Imperial Capital’s cathedral, which has retained a certain amount. Except for the number, all the others are stationed in the fortress of Duanjieshan to resist the invasion of northern monsters.
Holy Cross Church’s vows of Knight are dwindling. This is no longer a gossip but a well-known "secret" in the empire; the "sword of vows" in the past "swords" has long since changed. Become a hero that only exists in the legend, only a family that has inherited more than a hundred years can still have a little impression.
When the last resistance was torn apart, the heretics and mercenaries quickly transformed from "humans" into real thugs, roaring and screaming and waving the torch and weapons in their hands, pouring into every one of the cathedral corner.
The fighting and roars gradually fade away, but the sound of swords tearing flesh and blood and mournful scream continues — people who are still asleep or have been awakened, priests, nuns, servants... …These thugs had no scruples for a long time, grinning grimly, and doing everything they wanted to do in screaming and wailing.
The raging fire dyed half of Gaspar's face red; the expressionless Governor Byrne looked up towards the still burning cathedral in front of him, his calm eyes mixed with unknown madness .
Across the blasted gate and the charred corpse on the ground, Gaspar walked straight to the depths; the boots under his feet hit the floor, staining the edges of the boots with a dark red.
From time to time, the sound of fighting and scuffles came from the ears, and laughter and wailing were one after another over the church; from time to time, mobs wielding weapons passed by the governor’s side, and there was something behind him. A nun or priest who was naked, convulsed and moaned, left a long blood trail on the ground.
The flower bed outside the window was thoroughly destroyed, and the holy pool was piled with bare bones that had been stripped off;
The prayer room became a place for a feast, the holy table It was full of people.
The expressionless Gaspar didn't even look sideways, and continued to walk deeper into the church without saying a word.
Walking all the way to the end of the corridor, Gaspar finally stopped and stared blankly at Byrne Bishop, who was wearing a golden red and luxurious bishop gown and even his eyebrows were gray.
When he saw the old man standing in front of him in shock and fright, his legs were soft with fright, but he still guarded the ordinary wooden door behind him. Spar is slightly nodded.
He has arrived.
"Surrender, then get out of the way." Pulling out the saber and putting it on the old man's shoulder, Gaspar's expression is unusually calm:
"Otherwise, I will Let you go to the kingdom of heaven to serve your Holy Cross like those church Knights."
The old palms firmly grasped the walls on both sides, and the palms and foreheads were full of cold sweat. The body trembled like chaff.
"How dare you... Gaspar Wien, how dare you..." The old man's voice trembling constantly: "Destroy the cathedral, kill the priest, believe in heresy... Gaspar. Wien, where is your heart of awe?!"
"Heart of awe?"
Full of contemptuous tone, Gaspar sneered, chanting like a chant He wrote: "Oh... Lord Bishop, what's causing you to scold you? The believers gossiping when they get lost;
blindly follow the doctrine and have no intention of helping the common people; conservative bishop, despicable...hypocritical family."
"You?!"
"I know all about your'great achievements', Master Bishop-privately buy and sell priesthood, occupy public land belonging to the empire, and use donations from believers to lend... Apart from filling my own pockets, I have not forgotten to arrange a fatness for my illegal children in the church."
"Seriously, do you really think the'Blood Order' is just an accident? Or? Byrne Duchy, who is too prosperous and prosperous, blinded you, an adult bishop from the poor countryside of Arles, and made you think that the nobles here can turn a blind eye to the corruption and depravity of the church?"
The startled and frightened old man didn't say a word, but shuddered even harder.
“So, I’ll give you one last chance, Master Bishop... Let the door behind you open, kneel in front of me and beg me to let you and your illegal child’s life go. Maybe you can consider leaving a way for you."
The frightened old man could not even speak clearly, and almost summoned the last bit of courage to raise his head, and said in an imploring tone: "Gaspar... Lord Governor, in the name of the Holy Cross, I implore you... The things behind this door are beyond your imagination, even if you kill me..."
"On the contrary , I know exactly what is behind the door."
"What did you say?!" The old man was in a trance for a moment.
"You are still deceiving yourself, Master Bishop..."
The blood-stained army boots made a crisp sound on the floor, and Gaspar approached and stood. In front of the old man, he looked at the bloodless face contemptuously:
"Is it weird? No, it's not weird... You know it too well, don’t you—inciting a rebellion, joining the heretical sect, etc. As Governor Byrne, my sin is already inexcusable; if so, why would I do it again?"
"Why didn’t I burn the cathedral, but appeared alone in In front of you?"
Looking at those cold eyes, the old man’s eyes trembled more and more:
"Crazy, fanatic! You...you don’t even know you want to release How terrifying is it..."
"Goddess Brunhild, or...Evil God Brunhild; you see, I actually know what I want to do." Gasper The smile on Er’s face gradually disappeared, leaving only the final coldness:
"The Torino family, the Chamber of Commerce, and you and the Byrne church behind you...because of your steps The pressing left me with no retreat. Since I will be hanged completely by you sooner or later, why not let it go and drag you to hell together?"
"What I can't get, why should others Got it?"
Sword edge passed by, and Byrne Bishop's horrified face fell to the ground.