Bright Era

Three hundred griffin beasts carrying six hundred Gallic imperial court mages hovering at an altitude of one kilometer above the ground, a huge enchantment covering the entire imperial capital, unless the power of one blow can exceed three hundred. The sum of the mana of the palace mage, otherwise no one can leave the imperial capital.

Beneath the barrier, another six hundred court mages of the Gaul Empire levitated in the air on golden wheels shaped like wheels. Beside each wizard, there are three warriors in light armor standing, one of them is holding a sniper crossbow, the other is holding a heavy sword and a light shield, and the other is holding a heavy tower shield, ready to protect the wizards around them.

These golden round wheels are magic flywheels invented by human magicians. As long as they are controlled by the mage, these flywheels can fly high in the sky with the power of inlaid magic gems. The 600 flywheels in front of us are more than six meters in diameter, and each flywheel is a fighting platform capable of flying.

Except for these high palace mages, all towers in the Imperial Capital are occupied by heavily armed fighters. These fighters are all equipped with sniper crossbows. A total of thousands of sniper crossbows are equipped on hundreds of towers in the Imperial Capital, even dozens of them. Famous knights from the heavens join forces to attack, and they will be shot into a sieve by a sniper crossbow.

On the roof under the tower, large groups of soldiers in light armor were parading around with bows and arrows. Those flat-roofed houses were okay. Those houses with sloping roof tiles were crushed by countless tiles by these soldiers, but the owner of the house did not dare to make any doubts.

Large groups of wolves like tigers, copper hats, dragoons, and court guards shuttled through the streets and alleys. Any sneaky actions, poorly born appearances, not looking good people, or bad luck with the smell of thief, As long as they found it, it was knocked down with a stick, and dragged directly into the prison of the garrison to be tortured and tortured, asking about the **** incident that just happened in front of the fifth university.

The murder is indeed a murder!

On the street in front of the Fifth University, blood was sprinkled all over the ground, and blood was everywhere. The walls, roofs, ground, and places within sight were covered with thick blood clots. The blood spread along the street, part of it flowed into the sewer, and some of it flowed down the street for hundreds of meters. The drainage function of a few small alleys is not very good, and their terrain is relatively low, and blood flows down these small alleys for several streets, scaring the serious citizens on the streets into a mess.

The strong smell of blood filled the air, and Saint Louis XIII, who was standing in front of the Fifth University, only felt as if he was soaked in blood in a pond, and every pore in his body was filled with greasy and crooked energy. This terrible smell reminded him of the **** battles of those alien troops who madly attacked the interior of the Gaul Empire at the end of the Hundred Years Land Island War.

At that time, after a battle, both sides would die and wound more than 100,000. On such a battlefield, Saint Louis XIII had smelled such a strong smell of blood. But now that he is old, the empire has been in peace for 30 years, and the old emperor has not even killed a chicken for many years. This strong smell of blood made him think of many unpleasant things.

So the emperor's face was ugly. He stood with his hands behind his back and stood at the gate of the Fifth University, squinting at the meatloaf sticking together on the ground.

The internal organs, bones and flesh are all stuck together. Some meatloaf can barely be seen as human, but there are still some meatloaf. . . How can I describe it? That's how the dumpling stuffing was smashed with a big hammer. You can't tell what it is!

Especially the ground was covered with powder of lime, chili, pepper, etc., and a boiling oil pan was spilled on it. I don’t know how much boiling oil was spilled. This **** battlefield was filled with black pepper steak. Taste—"Fucking one is three mature!"

The emperor cursed in his belly and took out a handkerchief to cover his nose. The smell of this kind of steak would make people have a nightmare! He has eaten well and drank well recently. He has hooked up a few very cute and innocent little girls in the Nancheng business district. He is in a very good mood. He doesn't want to hurt his mood because of this unappetizing thing. .

What is even more unbearable is that in this **** battlefield, there are countless yellow soup and green water!

At least hundreds of dung buckets were smashed into the battlefield. These dung buckets effectively weakened the combat power of the discipline knight, and made the battlefield become smoky and stinky. No battlefield in the world can have such a terrible taste. This is simply a pit, not a battlefield for killing.

The emperor had an urge to draw a sword and hack someone, and his hand was also on the hilt of the sword. But after frowning and taking a careful breath, the emperor forcibly suppressed this impulse. He forced a smile and turned to look at the tall and thin old man standing beside him.

He was tall and thin, half a head taller than the emperor, but his shoulders were two inches narrower than the emperor. This old man was considered handsome, but his figure was too thin, as if the wind would blow away. He was wrapped in a red robe of swan gold velvet, and a golden chain was hung around his neck. On the chain was hung the coat of arms of the **** of punishment of the sword and the balance.

The red robe, the golden coat of arms, plus the triple crown worn on the top of the old man's head, and the red jewel the size of a baby's fist inlaid on the top of the triple crown, all these demonstrate the noble identity of the old man.

The presiding chapel of the Holy Splendor Cathedral, the cardinal red-crowned archbishop of the church stationed in the Gaul Empire, is in charge of all the powers of the Gaul Empire. This thin, thin old man is the highest representative of the church in the Gaul Empire. The will of God—especially the spokesperson for the execution of the will of the God of Punishment in the Gaul Empire.

Cardinal Tulu, the archbishop of the red crown, the great magician at the pinnacle of heaven, and the only person in the Gaul Empire who can sit on an equal footing with the emperor.

It's just that the emperor has secular imperial power, while Tulu has the supreme divine power.

The emperor looked at Tulu, who was expressionless with a smile, and snorted without a smile: "Look, how can this matter be resolved?"

The emperor's heart was filled with evil fire, but there was a faint pleasure that couldn't be explained. Your church arrests people if you want to arrest people, or kills people if you want to kill. The religious courts of the court even replaced the functions of the imperial district courts. Every time the disciplinary knights are dispatched, they don't give the imperial officials any face.

This time it's good, you come to the Fifth University to arrest people again. This time it's good, you have suffered such a big loss, the emperor is really happy.

But here is such an embarrassing appearance, it goes without saying that the emperor's heart is angry. The university city was built by the emperor using the war aid funds of various countries in the mainland. It is the top priority of the empire, the source of the impetus for the future development of the empire, and the hope of the empire in the future.

No matter if your church arrests people here, I can treat it as if you don’t know this. You arrested people and took them away, and then burned, boiled, stewed, roasted, or chopped up dumplings. I can all treat them as dumplings. I don't know about this!

But you sent out two thousand disciplinary knights with great fanfare-this is all the disciplinary knights of the Holy Cathedral! In addition, more than a thousand pastors came to arrest one person, and they actually fought with them! One fight, one fight, you actually broke so many things in the college town!

Look at the two big pits in front of the Fifth University, look at the courtyard walls that were crushed all around, look at the uprooted landscape trees on this street, this street has almost been destroyed! Even during the Hundred Years Land Island War, those alien races from Wudalian Island failed to make it into Berrily. It's good today, but this place was ruined by you!

The emperor let out a sigh of grievance and sneered at Tulu: "The church, should give me an explanation!"

Tulu turned his face to look at the emperor with a hint of surprise in his eyes: "The church will give you an explanation? Then who will give me an explanation? Eight hundred and ninety-five soldiers who were extremely loyal to God were murdered. The 643 most pious priests were shamelessly murdered! The Gaul Empire must give me an explanation!"

A horrible wave of purple-gold divine power spread out from Tulu, and the emperor who was caught off guard staggered back several steps. The emperor stepped on an unclean object that had fallen from the dung bucket, and felt the greasy feeling on the bottom of his feet. The emperor's eyes were red!

The palm of his hand was trembling and pressed on the hilt, and the emperor hissed and roared: "Tulu, what do you want my Gaul Empire to give you?"

Tulu coldly looked at the angry emperor, his face unchanged: "For the death of more than a thousand loyal clergy, the Gaul Empire must give me an explanation. Why did this happen in the imperial capital of the Gaul Empire. Matter? Why would anyone dare to attack the clergy in the core area of ​​the Gaul Empire? Is the Gaul Empire a lair of pagans? Is the Gaul Empire deliberately challenging the glory of the gods?"

The huge hat was snapped down, and the emperor trembled with anger, but he couldn't speak.

He stared at Tulu fiercely, and after a long time he gritted his teeth and said: "What do you want me to say?"

Tulu stared at the emperor coldly, and he said solemnly: "First, for the dead clergy, their pension will be borne by the Gaul Empire. Second, for the wounded clergy, all their expenses will be borne by the Gaul Empire. . Third, your majesty must communicate to the mainland, because of this murder, confess his guilt to the church!"

With a ‘clang’, Stein’s half-length sword standing behind the emperor was unsheathed.

But the emperor placed one hand on Stein's hand and forced him to retract the long sword.

With a sneer, the emperor stared at Tulu firmly: "Oh? What else?"

Tulu squinted his eyes: "The Gaul Empire must help us hunt down the culprit and capture Lin Qi!"

Stern was furious, and he finally couldn't help but jumped up: "Lin Qi? A student of the Fifth University, what crime does he have?"

Tulu glanced at Stein coldly, and said lightly: "The master of secret medicine he serves is a sinner of the Enlightenment of the Gods! He is the heir of the Enlightenment of the Gods, so he must be arrested and brought to justice!"

Stan still wants to jump, but the emperor has already held him down.

The emperor’s heart was cold and sweaty. The secret medicine master served by his mother Lin Qi was the heir of the gods' enlightenment. Which **** leaked this news? If the emperor found him, he would have to chop his whole family into dumpling fillings, mix them with lime, chili noodles, and pepper, and cook them in deep-fry to feed the dogs!

Bastard! (To be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to come to the starting point (qidian.com) to vote for recommendations and monthly tickets. Your support is my biggest motivation.)

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