Lord of Glory

Just when the Night Owls will be on full alert against the combined forces from the Holy See and the Engelland Empire. ． The tent set up by the COM Holy See army is now preparing for final packing. Because of the orders from the Master of the Mission and the Cardinal. Tomorrow we will attack the Night Owl Society. In the busy camp all night, in the tent that marked the leader, Oakeswell was drinking uneasily, one cup after another.

He was very uneasy now, not only because of the uneasiness about the Night Owl Society, but also more seriously because he had just received a letter from the Holy See. The gangsters of the Night Owl Society killed all living people near the Holy See. Pope Gregory III led the Templars and Cardinals to fight back, and even summoned the Ultimate Divine Punishment again after three thousand years, and finally killed the evil Night Owl Black Wizard on the spot.

However, it is regrettable that Pope Gregory III, a generation of saints, died unfortunately after summoning divine punishment. His heroic spirit returned to the warm kingdom of God to obtain eternal life. The pope who succeeded St. Peter and led all the cardinals was the craftsman Paladin who had just arrived in the Holy See! Or, as: His Majesty Pope Urban II.

"Something must have happened. Not only did they not give me any notice about such an important matter as the papal election, but the other cardinals have been coveting the position of the pope for a long time. It is impossible to give up the throne of St. Peter to a guy like Paladin! It will definitely happen. Something unknown!"

The more he thought about it, the more uneasy he became. He really wanted to lead his army back to the Holy City at full speed, but now he had the order. If he gave up the crusade against heretics against the Pope's wishes and ran back to the Holy City, he would definitely become the target of public criticism, and his words would have no weight at all! Even if he is burned at the stake, no one will pity him.

Unable to advance or retreat. Difficulty moving. Oxwell suddenly had a nasty feeling of being controlled by wires all over his body. All of this was premeditated, especially when he was leaving! It was definitely premeditated! And whoever benefits the most is the mastermind, all pointing to Paladin, who is least likely to become the Pope! "This guy's origins are definitely not as simple as those investigated by the tribunal! A twenty-six-year-old pope! God, this is simply ridiculous! Don't let me doubt it. Even all the kings of the entire Orosun continent, even Engel His Majesty the Supreme Emperor Lan will also...wait!"

The grumbling Oxwell suddenly remembered. Such an incredible thing, coupled with the influence of the Holy See on the entire human kingdom, has made the leader who represents the highest symbol of divine power become a young boy. This is something that no king will agree to! Thinking this way, Oxwell suddenly calmed down. Yes, he had to wait now. When the kingdoms and principalities across the continent began to protest, the only one who didn't know it was himself who went out to fight against the heretics. As long as he agrees on a strategy with these kings, he will have the support of all countries. He will return to the Holy City as a victor and put on himself the triple crown symbolizing honor! Become the new generation of Pope!

There was a mysterious yearning on Oxwell's face. It was undeniable how much he longed to become a pope! This is also the dream of all clergy. But it's invisible. But it was revealed that Oaksville did not miss the death of the previous generation of Pope Gregory III at all. He is just a careerist. Known as the leader of the purest fanatics. But not religious at all.

And when Oxwell was thinking about it like this, a sense of crisis that hadn't appeared for many years suddenly rushed into his head! Nothing goes through the brain at all. Oxwell rolled sideways almost subconsciously. Three poisonous crossbow arrows flashed with a faint green light and were inserted into the chair where he was sitting safely a second ago! …,

"assassin!"

Looking back at the crossbow bolt, Oxwell suddenly shouted at the top of his lungs. But his body was not idle, he quickly rolled over again, came to the clothes rack and pulled out the sword on the rack with his backhand! Turn around immediately and strike! There was only a clattering sound of flesh being cut, and an assassin who quietly came behind Oxwell was raising a short knife in his hand, but his neck was cut open with a backhand sword from Oxwell. Immediately, he collapsed in a pool of blood.

"There's an assassin!" Seeing that there was still no one, Oxwell yelled again, but suddenly at this moment, a dagger flashing with red lightning broke open the tent and stabbed Oakes at lightning speed. Vail's back! "Ahhhh!" Feeling the crisis, he roared angrily, and a dazzling white light instantly condensed in his hand.

Without even looking, a bolt of white thunder erupted from his hand and struck at the flying red lightning dagger! There was only a loud roar, and the red thunder and white lightning were extinguished one after another in the collision. A dazzling ball of light exploded and spread from between the two. A powerful shock wave raging out! Oxwell was thrown to the ground, and the entire tent was torn apart and exploded alive by the powerful force!

He quickly sat up and was about to look back in the direction of the assassin who had sneaked up on him, when he suddenly saw the vigilant Templars and Hospital Knights all around, all lying in a pool of blood, with no breath at all! And the surrounding tents were also stained with large areas of blood! Seeing this shocking look, Oxwell suddenly calmed down. Thinking of the red lightning and the sense of evil contained in the lightning, an organization he had forgotten resurfaced again! "Hassazin, League of Assassins!"

"Here comes someone! There is an assassin!" Oxwell suddenly stood up and shouted, and layers of white light suddenly appeared all over his body! Perhaps the Hashashin assassins who were secretly waiting for the opportunity had already exerted their strength to the extreme when they saw this target. Knowing that they had no chance, they suddenly shot out black shadows and disappeared into the blood-stained camp.

"Director! Director! Oh no, many of our knights and executives have been assassinated by assassins. Even Commander Curry... was unfortunately killed!" At this time, a man with a bloody look on his face appeared. The executive stumbled over and collapsed on the ground with tears in his eyes. Upon hearing the bad news, Oxwell's eyes widened, and he roared with anger and hatred: "No!"

And early the next morning, the Ye Xiaohui, which had just experienced civil strife, ushered in a new group of allies. Assassins wearing black leather clothes and bloody masks filled the square like sharp knives in death. The five masked leaders were wearing capes, and at their feet were the heads of the Knights Hospitaller, the Executors, and even the Emperor. With the still low and lifeless voice, he said to the shocked expressions of Rodrian and the others in front of him: "The Hashasin Alliance, with one hundred and thirty-six heads of the Holy See and the top officials of the empire, came forward. Come and visit." (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.)