Chapter 265: The Killing Legion

Chapter 265: The Killing Legion

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Silently looking at the ruins, Paladin's clone slowly sat on the throne, only to see those large clones suddenly turned around and walked away. Paladin, who was sitting on the throne, waved his hand slightly, and the pope's triple crown instantly appeared on his body. Holding a white scepter in his hand, he immediately covered the ground with a gilded white divine robe.

And suddenly twelve light balls appeared on the floor. The light balls were arranged in an orderly manner on both sides. It was just a trance. The twelve light balls immediately flashed a golden light. In just an instant, there were twelve cardinals and red archbishops wearing red robes. They were already lined up on both sides, bowing their heads respectfully to the high-ranking Pope. However, the golden light flashing in the eyes of the cardinal and archbishop revealed that all the people present were Paladins.

But Paladin, who had become the pope, slowly raised the white scepter in his hand. Suddenly, a golden circle of light spread from St. Peter's Cathedral to the ruins everywhere. The ruins and mud that the arc flashed over instantly reunited and formed a building. Buildings with stone slabs and flower pots on the corridors and an intact holy city of Kasili were rebuilt in an instant among the ruins.

Under such a miracle, the cloned priests and templars turned a blind eye. Step by step, they stepped across the stone slabs formed under their feet, walked out of the wall of the Holy City, and walked towards the plain outside the Holy City. The Paladin belt was sitting safely on the throne. Wearing the triple crown, he just silently closed his eyes to reduce the mental burden of controlling a large number of clones. At this moment, a large number of Templar clones stepped on the horses in the stables outside the city wall and headed towards the surrounding towns according to the read memories. There is a countryside rushing away

The countryside outside the holy city of Kasiri has always been the happiest and carefree place. Although they are located in the theocratic center of the mainland, they are part of the territory of the Engelland Empire. However, due to the promotion of the holy city, they also receive gifts and help from priests nearby. The people in the countryside live a very happy life. They are not like those in other towns. In winter, they have to kill the lambs raised in captivity to obtain furs to store food for the winter. They can all get the materials provided by the Holy City for free. Such selfless dedication makes these people respect Ino. I was so obsessed with worshiping the Pope that every Sabbath of the week, the people in the city would always go to the Holy City with their families, kneel in the square and pray. Over time, it became such a unique custom.

At this moment, the territorial guards of this village named Dokia are bored, tearing leaves in their hands, and looking at the woods in the distance that are gradually turning yellow. Autumn is approaching, and winter is not far away. When winter comes, they, these people, Guys who are paid to stand guard can take a day off

No officer would send someone to stand guard in the cold winter in a place where there is almost no chance of war or thieves. Then the guard can go home peacefully, hug his shy wife, and study together to benefit the next generation of mankind. As for why the lords of this place don't care about them. It’s a joke that those guys who eat and drink enough to play with women all day long have never come back since the first day they received the fiefdom.

With a smile on his face, the guard who was sweetly imagining those random thoughts was suddenly brought back to reality by the sound of horses. He and his companions opposite looked at each other. The long years of comfort have made them even the most basic. His vigilance was all gone. Not only did he not notify the watchman on the tower, but his sleepy companions did not pick up the weapons around them. They just leaned against the city wall and muttered impatiently: It's that noble who was punished by heaven again. He is so idle here. ah

The guard muttered impatiently, but the companion on the opposite side frowned vigilantly and said: No, the direction of this voice is coming from the Holy City. Did something happen? As soon as they finished speaking, the two finally remembered their duties, but just now Picking up the hook and sickle, they suddenly saw majestic and resplendent knights wearing Templar armor rushing in batches from the golden forest accompanied by falling leaves.

Did something really happen to the Templars? The guards glanced at each other and couldn't help but feel the strange aura coming from these warriors. However, after a while, these Templars arrived on horses, but they didn't notice at all. Giving these humans the slightest chance to react, they quickly took out a net made of wire from the bag beside the horse and swung it hard at the guards in front of the door. The iron net flew towards them and locked the two guards. The two people were tied up in a daze, and before they could recover, the Templar's huge strength pulled them onto the horses out of thin air. They were tied tightly and rushed into the village with hundreds of Templars behind them. among…,

Ah, Master Samurai, the women who were chatting with their girlfriends suddenly saw the idols they worshiped and admired coming in in large numbers. They greeted them with nymphomaniacal smiles, and ruthlessly handed out sharp iron guns to kill these unprepared women. He was nailed to the ground alive and then, using the momentum of the horse, he pulled out a spear and pointed it fiercely at the other civilians who were too frightened to react.

What's going on, samurai-sama, you killed her. Several men immediately shouted in shock and anger. But as soon as this happened, several iron nets flew down and tied them firmly to the horse's buttocks. The clone controlled by Paladin could clearly see all the living things in the village through the power of the all-powerful eye of the underground body. Without any hesitation, the Templars immediately spread out and rushed into every living place to see children and children. The woman immediately stabbed the man to death without hesitation and then used an iron net to catch the man and take him away.

Immediately, this village that had been peaceful for hundreds of years suddenly raised its last trace of anger and doubt in front of the originally worshipful guardians. Women and children were brutally killed by these warriors wearing divine clothes. Men were caught, and blood filled the ground. The screams in the sky turned this peaceful place into a hell on earth. They were angry and angry that their lives were taken away. They also wondered why these guardians who protected them now wanted to kill them inhumanely.

The reason is very simple. Paladin cannot split too many souls to create clones. He needs to use the power of the magic circle to extract all the souls of these civilians and attach them to the armor to become a puppet army loyal to the Holy See. In fact, they become Paladin's. Killer Legion

Although there is no essential difference between the souls of children and women, their relative souls are not as strong as those of adult men and are of no use value. The natural fate of souls that have no use value is to be purged. As for the puppet Night Owl Society, it is natural to blame such things afterwards. But Paladin got a satisfying prop, a murderous and ruthless legion (To be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to vote for recommendation and monthly vote at (.). Your support is my biggest motivation)