I Am Louis XIV

"Wait," cried d'Artagnan, "this may be intended to deceive us."

Daramiz clenched Milady's wrist: "But we just got this thing." Then he also thought of a possibility: "Of course, it's also possible that it was arranged by her in advance."

Milady peeped through the crack of the door. Given enough time, she could have persuaded them, but damn she had no time, and she was full of remorse, and if she hadn't intended to show off herself before the king, she would have Even a credit can make His Majesty look up to you, who knew that fate would be so mocking? She had to think about what kind of master she should look for if both the king and the bishop were dead. The Prince of Condé is still the Duke of Gaston, but it is a pity that the Duke of Gaston is said to be dying soon, and the Prince of Condé has also become a prisoner of the king—wait, if this is the case, will the Duke of Anjou, who is far away in Paris, Would be a better host?

Just as she was thinking so, a huge force pushed her in, and the door closed quickly, with Milady's sinister curse.

"My uncle has a servant left behind." Daramiz said, "He and I went to find my uncle."

D'Artagnan nodded. In fact, the king's guards were divided into several teams. Musketeers, dragoons, and guards each formed a line. The captain of the musketeers was Dalamise's uncle. Such a man was one of the only ones they could trust when they followed the king to Dunkirk for the entrance ceremony, "Well, you come back as soon as possible," said d'Artagnan, with a lingering gleam between his brows. skeptical, but in the question of the safety of the king, there is really no room for slighting.

As soon as Daramise left, D'Artagnan leaned his body against the window and watched Daramise run across the square, and a few minutes later he ran out of a house with another person, that Man is indeed a reliable servant. He and Dalamize jumped on the horse, and then rushed out of the town in the blink of an eye. D'Artagnan frowned in annoyance, hoping that this was just Milady's trick. So he sent his servants to summon some soldiers, and promised them a crown each, in case Milady escaped.

Milady didn't want to escape. If the king was reminded that he was safe and sound, then Milady was a commendable subject. If the king didn't escape, then there would be chaos here soon.

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Not to mention how anxious Dalamiz was, rushing on in a way that would break his neck if he fell, from the white marble floor of St. You can see a cellar with a dark oil lamp hanging. Every church will have such a huge cellar, which is not inferior to the buildings on the ground. Sometimes it is a place for priests to take refuge, and sometimes they are used to store wine and wine. Food is also sometimes used as a tomb. In St. Martin's Cathedral, this cellar was used for the last purpose, where the bones are hung neatly like a decorative tapestry, from the ceiling to the wall. have.

But there is not much unpleasant smell here. After all, the bones here have been carefully handled by the priests. Some corpses that maintain their muscles and skin can even be said to be peaceful, and they are surrounded by oil, spices, and the smell of death. , a fresh corpse was placed on the stone platform.

"That's him?" asked a priest.

"A sinner who yields to evil desires," said another priest.

"There is an introduction to the potion." The third priest said. When he said this, everyone was looking up. They seem to be able to hear the music from heaven: "But are you sure you want to do this?"

"We can only take a chance," said the first priest, "for a kingdom can be pardoned for such a crime."

This sentence is extremely ironic, because in order to inherit the throne of France, Henry IV, a Huguenot, converted to Catholicism and said that it is worth saying a mass for a kingdom. Kill his grandson and make another descendant of him king. "

"Will the Prince of Condé be willing to accept it?" said the second priest anxiously.

"Either the head falls, or the crown is worn, he will choose." The last priest said, he took out a bottle from his bosom, and injected the blood of the newly dead, and almost immediately, The liquid inside boiled.

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When Dalamiz stepped into the gate of Dunkirk, the ceremony had already entered the stage of receiving the Holy Communion.

The king, being the most honored man here, should be the first to receive communion, and a rash soldier interrupted the process—the Bishop read the note with considerable disapproval, for, as Milady said, someone It is impossible to attempt to poison the King's Supper. Because anything the king puts in his mouth will go through two or three tests, one of which must be done by the monks of the tribunal. More than ever, so that in addition to poison, his enemies will also use curses to complete his assassination.

Those small pancakes and wine were packed in sterling silver plates and jugs. Dalamiz watched the king accept the communion without showing any strangeness, and his tense shoulders slowly relaxed. , and then the bishop, and the bishop is fine... Thinking that this might indeed be another deception by Milady to them, Daramiz couldn't help but blushed, but his uncle comforted him by saying that the king's safety was involved, No matter how much prudence there is, the king and the bishop will never reproach him for his credulity, but reward him.

Standing in the shadow of the aisles of the church, with the walls behind them depicting saints and saints, and before them the hangings, separated from the mass, Dalamiz hurried back to town—maybe Maybe Milady had already escaped at this time. He just turned around and bumped into a lady. The behavior of the lady or the behavior of this lady is a bit out of place, Dalamiz's uncle was about to scold the impatient nephew, but found that he suddenly drew his sword and stabbed the lady's throat!

A scream resounded through the church, but not from those who had witnessed the atrocities of Dalamiz--but from another direction, and Dalamitz's uncle immediately took hold of his musket, When he saw an official suddenly open his upper and lower jaws until they were flush with his forehead, he shot the opponent's big black mouth without hesitation, and then he quickly drew out his saber, which pierced through The head of an acolyte.

Kings and Monsieur Bishops are privileged, of course, even if it is communion, their communion is clean and non-poisonous, but their enemies have put poison in the communion used by others from the beginning-those in Dunkirk Officials and nobles, they held their throats one by one, stood up, and then turned into extremely ferocious and tall monsters in a few seconds. The people around them either changed, or they were killed by them before the change. torn.

Daramiz and his uncle ran to the King and Monsieur Bishop.

"Ghouls," said the bishop in disgust. Fortunately, the king was determined to enter Dunkirk this time with his soldiers instead of useless courtiers. There was no way to threaten them, "Let's go!" said the Bishop, but the king said, "Go and see the gate!"

Daramiz was a few steps behind his uncle, and as soon as he heard the king's order, he immediately turned to the front door of the church. As soon as he pushed it, he knew that the door was locked from the outside, and he turned his head. Come, the king and the bishop knew without saying anything, and he saved his strength to shout, and ran back to fight shoulder to shoulder with the soldiers.

But whether it is a musketeer like Dalamiz, or those warriors who are brave and brave on the battlefield, when facing these inhuman monsters, they cannot compare with the monks of the referee. Their eyes burst out with hatred, and as soon as they stretched out their hands, they pulled out a folded sickle from under their rough linen robes.

The bullets of muskets and long swords, unless the heads of these ghouls are cut off, they cannot stop them from biting and scratching, but this is not the case with the sickles of monks. One ghoul was divided, sometimes head and neck, sometimes half head and half shoulder, sometimes shoulder to chest, or waist—the scythe carried Power is like sulfuric acid, or flames. When the corpses fall to the ground, they will continue to devour them, like countless invisible insects gnawing on the flesh that begins to rot in a few seconds. .

It was the first time that Daramiz had seen ghouls. Although the soldiers had heard of them—they might be the nightmare of all soldiers. In the seventeenth century without medical care and post-war logistics, soldiers were injured. Unless you have good friends or trusted relatives, you can only wait to die on the battlefield, and when night falls, greedy thieves and ghouls will usher in the deadly battlefield, and the former can give you a good time The latter prefer only those prey that are unable to escape but are still sentient. It is well known that ghouls not only devour corpses but also prey on young children.

But in the legend, ghouls will only appear in those cemeteries that have not been guarded by the power of the church, and they are not human beings—Mr. This is another conspiracy of the enemy.

"Your Majesty," said the Bishop, "don't worry, people outside will notice this place soon." He looked at the two soldiers who climbed up the high window sill and broke the leaded mosaic glass to call out, but he Immediately felt the king's hand suddenly grasped his: "Do you smell anything?"

"What……"

Before Mr. Bishop could finish his sentence, he suddenly felt a burning heat under his feet, and thin smoke rose from the small black holes in the carpet like tentacles of devils.

The next moment, the ground they were on collapsed without warning.

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Since becoming Louis XIV, Louis has heard the word hell from priests and mothers countless times. Of course, for believers, there is nothing more terrifying than this. People at this time have not used feces or It is bodily fluids that are regarded as filthy things. When they want to scold others, they will definitely say let him go to hell. In countless pictures, there are also scenes of hell, and a long time ago, he was also more intuitive People's virtual hell scenes have been seen on the screen.

But he's in hell right now.

Those ghouls were just trying to delay their steps, so that they would not find out that the church was so warm that it was unusually warm.

All the people in the church, or the ghouls, fell into a burning cave without exception. Along with the collapsed bricks and stones, some people were crying, some were calling for God, and some were crying. People screamed frantically, as far as they could see, there was either gray smoke or golden-red flames, and everything they could touch was hot, and when they touched it, there was a bright red scar—the fuel of the flame was a the bones of the dead - the priests treated them the way the Egyptians treated their kings, but Dunkirk was never a dry place, so the bones were soaked in fat to keep them from decaying, so they burned When aroused, it is like the most expensive and wicked candles, crackling incessantly--the people who are set alight by them, or ghouls, run to and fro, seeking in vain but there was no water, only fire, and they rolled horribly like a ball of fire with limbs and a head, and then suddenly fell dead and continued to burn.

Louis saw Bishop Mazarin fainting beside him, with blood on his forehead, but he was still alive. This made the king slightly relieved. At this time, he heard someone calling his majesty loudly. The voice came from above, but With only one mouthful, he sucked in a mouthful of hot air and smoke. He immediately closed his mouth, took off the ring from his hand, and threw it towards the faintly visible sky.

As the voice continued to shout, Louis continued to throw out buttons, pins, and finally the cross that Monsieur Bishop hung around his neck.

Daramiz ran to observe the church gate, so when he turned back, there were many ghouls between him and the king, which almost killed him, but saved his life. At that time, he was on the edge. After retreating instinctively and out of danger, he found that the king was gone, so he bravely returned to the original place, but he was like facing a burning furnace, except for the fire and smoke. He couldn't see anything clearly, so he ran anxiously around the place that looked like the entrance to hell. It was the bright light of the golden cross that caught his attention.

He knew at a glance that it was the King's Cross.