Chapter 279 The battle between demigods
Hearing Paladin's words, the kings all looked at each other with hidden anger. ． COM simply ignored the templar who was responsible for the reception, leaving all the knights with him at the door, and a dozen kings walked in majestically. "How could you come in without permission? It's so rude!"
When the templar saw the kings coming in, he immediately accused them unceremoniously. But the menacing King Scar immediately stared at the templar and shouted in front of Paladin: "Get out! Servant. From now on, there will only be a world of kings and kings! The despicable things should go." A despicable place! Don't appear in front of us again!" "You..." The Templar had some signs of getting angry, but Paladin, who was sitting high on the brilliant white light throne, suddenly waved his hand. Signaling the Templar to leave.
When in the cold and empty cathedral, except for the neatly arranged white stone pillars on both sides, there were only Paladin and these kings. These kings suddenly took out their own crowns and put them on their heads. In an instant, there were a group of proud kings with more than a dozen crowns of different styles, and Pope Paladin sitting on the throne wearing a triple crown. A sharp contrast.
"Dear His Majesty Pope Urban II, for the sake of the throne of St. Peter, you should have saved the world with kindness and tolerance, but instead you brought a large number of troops to bloodbath the imperial capital of the Engla Empire. We hope that you Being able to hand over this army to our separate management will not only suppress your violent heart, but also allow us to join forces to rectify the unrest on the mainland." At the beginning. The creamy king immediately started to lie. A kind of arrogance that looked at everyone was invisible in his eyes. and a crown with antlers on its head.
A dozen other kings cast a sidelong glance at the butterman, and although they looked down upon him, they remained silent. Maybe this is too much, but this sentence can be a good way to test the young pope's original intention and temper. But after a while, the cathedral fell silent. Everyone looked at each other strangely. Why didn't the Pope answer?
But at this moment, Paladin, who was wearing divine robes, was looking at the king in front of him, but what was echoing in his mind was the daily life of the residents of the Holy City. The burden of controlling tens of thousands of people at the same time is too great. So much so that it took quite a while. Paladin had forgotten that he was facing all the kings here. But it doesn't matter, because Paladin has no intention of chatting with them at all. These people have come all the way to the Holy City, and they are simply good containers provided to Paladin for free.
"Answer us! Paladin!" The other king could not bear the silence. Finally roared out. Paladin was still sitting lazily on the throne, indifferent, and did not speak except for the first sentence. But the Emperor of the Engelland Empire, who had always been the leader, suddenly turned around at this moment, his eyes shining with golden light, looking numbly and coldly at the kings he had summoned. "His Majesty the Emperor, what's wrong with you?" The kings looked at the leader strangely, but suddenly saw the so-called His Majesty the Emperor slowly stretching out his hand and facing them without saying a word.
Just when everyone was confused, there was a sudden tremor on the floor. The luxurious white slate suddenly cracked. One after another, balls of light flashing with golden light jumped out from the ground and flew straight towards the faces of the kings! There was another scream. The fifteen monarchs representing the entire human kingdom have all become Paladin's vessels and new puppets.
But at this moment, Paladin, who was sitting high on the throne, suddenly frowned. He slowly held the scepter as if he had some understanding, and stood up with support. Under the triple crown, the golden eyes covered by black hair looked straight at the door of the cathedral in the distance, as if they had seen something strange. Paladin showed a rare expression of slight shock. The clones who controlled the puppets also silently wore their crowns and turned around to look. But Paladin's words echoed in St. Peter's Basilica for a long time: "I am honored, honored to meet other people of the same kind. It turns out that I am not alone."…,
The words fell. In the main hall of the cathedral, a huge iron door suddenly appeared. Dense and esoteric runes appeared on both sides of the iron gate. The iron gate opened with a bang. A young man wearing a simple mage robe, followed by a child less than five years old and wearing floor-length robes, slowly walked out of the iron gate. The young mage cleared the iron door with a wave of his hand, looked up at Paladin, and suddenly asked: "Are you Paladin?"
Faced with such a question, Paladin stared blankly at the young mage's appearance. Remaining in Urban, Ripley's memories come flooding back. Paladin suddenly tilted his head and said in a surprised tone: "My lovely nephew, Magellan, Ripley. Have you actually become a being that transcends living things?" Upon hearing Paladin's words, After saying that, the young mage finally frowned and said with a hint of displeasure: "It is indeed you, Uncle Urban."
Paladin, whose face quickly returned to calmness from the slight look of shock, turned to look at the child next to Magella, and suddenly asked: "Have I seen you? Another one of those who rebelled against God." "Yes, you You've seen me. But are you now the lunatic Urban, or you?" Hearing this, Paladin could vaguely see the dark purple light flashing in the child's eyes, and memories suddenly flooded into his mind. Suddenly he said: "Yes, I am me, Urban is me, Paladin is me. I am the only one, I am everything. Are you right? Hercules. The first rebel against God."
Although the child said nothing, he nodded silently. But Paladin suddenly turned his head and stared at Magella, his eyes bursting with golden light and said: "Yes, it's you. My lovely nephew, are you the one who has been fighting with me? It turns out that Pope Gregory III is You. After the most powerful chess piece in your hand was taken away by me, you even woke up Hercules from his thousand-year slumber. Are you going to deal with me together?" "Uncle, don't resist. Two against one, you don't have it. Any chance of winning." Magella was blunt and directly stated his purpose.
But Paladin still sat down calmly and calmly, leaning lazily on the throne, with a cold and cruel expression on his face: "Two against one? It seems that you know too little about me, demigods." Just listen to Paladin As soon as he finished speaking, hundreds of templar warriors in armor suddenly rushed to both sides and behind him. These warriors drew their swords and shields, their eyes flashing with gold. Unexpectedly, they all suddenly said at the same time: "Kneel down on the ground, you ant."
"Sure enough, after three thousand years, uncle, your abilities have still not changed." Magella said expressionlessly, and the child beside him who had a dark purple lightsaber in his hand also nodded blankly and said: "Although there are many clones, but The quality of them all is not good. It’s okay to deal with humans, but it’s just perfunctory to deal with us.”
As soon as he finished speaking, hundreds of Paladin's clones rushed towards the projections of the two demigods in the center. A battle between demigod's puppets begins here. (To be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to come to (.) to vote for recommendations and monthly votes. Your support is my biggest motivation.)