Lord of the Witches

In the city of Jiatai, where the statue of the Lord of Thorns collapsed, a portal to heaven and earth was open.

The army of light came out in full force. Amidst the voices of their companions in the old continent singing the "Gospel of the End Times" and under the watchful eyes of the avenging angels, they stepped into the portal and completely descended on Mihuang City. The saint with a strong killing intent The light replaced the moonlight, shining on this ancient and icy metropolis.

Those ordinary people, regardless of whether they are asleep or not, when the kingdom of light is shrouded, all the people are "polluted".

The camp of order also has pollution.

Although people in the church will definitely think that this is the influence of pious faith. Millions of people in the urban area, they knelt down, lowered their heads, touching the ground, their expressions were fanatical and devout, and they sang along, praising the glory of the Lord.

The extraordinary people who watched all this knew at this moment that there was no room for them to intervene in this unprecedented "war" that was about to break out.

However, the forces belonging to the government still feel uncomfortable and angry because of the scene in front of them.

Especially in Mihuang City, a family with the deepest heritage.

William family!

Everyone seemed to see a gigantic "monster" phantom flashing across the snow-covered metropolis.

That monster was a flame salamander wearing a crown.

The symbol of the William family!

But the phantom of the salamander was only fleeting and did not respond, allowing the holy light to continue to pollute the people.

On the fourth floor of the library tower, Tang Qi, who was writing extremely earnestly, froze his palm slightly, let out a sigh, and continued immediately.

Filled with holy light, Charles I slowly walked towards the portal.

He is tall, handsome and has unspeakable charm, but at this moment, there is no concealed cold murderous intent in his eyes. Under the peeping of everyone, it seems that he is not wearing the golden vestment, but like Blood-like, bright red blood coat.

The transcendents with knowledge, looking at him at this moment, all fell into a trance.

In their minds, such a piece of knowledge emerged:

"In the dark old continent, the church once gave birth to a crazy blood knight. He possessed incomparable talent and power, and was extremely devout to the 'lord'. He created a series of great achievements and laid a large territory for the church in the old continent. He tried to ascend to the Pope, but in the end he failed, and it is rumored that the name he envisioned for himself after ascending to the Pope was exactly..."

"Charles I!"

"He longs for power, and even more for killing?"

The supernatural beings who felt that they had guessed something all shuddered.

Any polymath or scholar who has studied church history knows that the mad blood knight who almost ascended to the position of pope not only killed countless demon enemies with the knight sword in his hand, but also led the army to launch several The war that swept across the Old Continent almost destroyed another "Tianjin Church" with many believers at that time.

According to statistics from the mysterious side, the number of creatures who died in those wars was almost equal to that of the "Blood Mud War".

"If the reincarnation of the Lord of Thorns appears, and the brilliance of the thorns converts the people of Mihuang City, will Charles I raise his killing sword?"

The question popped up, and the answer jumped out almost immediately.

All of a sudden, not only the officials, but also the supernatural forces that were watching all changed.

Unless it is a chaotic and evil organization such as the Mam Sanatorium and the Doomsday Sect, other neutral organizations such as the World Tree and the Ancient Mystery Library will not be willing to see Mihuang City, one of the federal metropolises, appearing A disaster of millions of deaths.

"The church cannot be allowed to kill like crazy!"

"The people of Mihuang City are all innocent."

"Charles I must be stopped if he dares to massacre the people."

"This is an internal matter of the church and should not affect the federal people."

The "big shots" on the mysterious side spoke one after another, and Tang Qi also felt some movement in the Holy Eagle's Nest badge in his arms. It seemed that an emergency meeting was about to be held. There was almost no need to guess what the proposal was. If the church insisted on going its own way, the purpose was to safeguard the interests of the Federation Eagle's Nest will inevitably make a move.

Sensing the movement, Tang Qi ignored it. He still focused on what was in front of him, and there was a "rustling" sound.

As if to confirm his premonition, Thorn Square, before the portal.

Charles I's footsteps came to a sudden stop.

This strong man, who has never made a move since taking over as Pope, stared not far away with icy eyes. Among the bronze thorns and mottled fragments, there was a figure in a state of embarrassment and blood. Ludwig died.

He got up, holding the "Sword of Repentance" in his hand. There was hardly a piece of intact skin on his body, but instead of pain, there was a moving calm on his face. He looked at Charles I and murmured road:

"The way that is not practiced is the way of magic!"

"boom!"

Somewhat similar to the holy light, but different in essence, the pure white light burst out from Ludwig's body at this moment, and the "thorn suit" on his body melted at the same time, but in an instant, it seemed to be endless, exuding the light of order. Thorns fall.

Ignoring the divine light, they entangled Charles I's place, and soon formed a special "ring".

Charles I opened his eyes, and the sword of repentance cut towards him.

Before inheriting the mantle of Martin Sims, Ludwig was a violinist. He didn't know how to fight, but after embarking on the trial of being hunted down with the second rot, the speed at which he grew Unbelievable.

Surrounded by thorns, the radiance from the Sword of Repentance enveloped the entire square, no, most of the city of Katai.

Not far away from the port, the calm ocean was suddenly divided into two halves, and the pious sea beasts on the bottom of the sea who had gathered because of the holy light lay prone in the gravel and muddy water, not daring to move.

But with this sword, he couldn't cut it completely.

A hand wearing a bright red glove and a gemstone ring gently held the sword.

The holy light overflowed from the glove, and without a sound, a clear grip mark appeared on the sword of the Sword of Repentance, as if the power of the years was changing the nature of the Sword of Repentance, it began to rust and decay, just a rotten sword In the body, emerald green thorns suddenly emerged.

The small, sharp thorns cut through the bright red gloves and successfully pierced Charles I's skin, causing bright red blood to overflow.

Charles I didn't let go, he held the sword calmly, as if it wasn't his own palm that was cut, the other hand suddenly stretched out, pinched Ludwig's neck, and gently wiped the bloody palm The sword of repentance.

He was cold and indifferent, and said: "Look, this is the blood of the covenant, and it will give the thorns the shame of the 'betrayer'."

Amidst the chirping sound, the Sword of Repentance was completely corroded. This strange thing, at least at the "legendary level", became riddled with holes, turned black, broke, and then turned into dust and fell into the thorns of the ground.

In the bloody palm of Charles I, a spear made of holy light was born, and it was instantly stained with blood.

The next moment, without any sound, the spear pierced Ludwig's heart.

In the eyes of the peering transcendents, they all seemed to see that the already weak "flame of life" jumped a few times and then went out immediately.

Ludwig, who was like a lump of rotten meat, was slowly closing his eyes.

The blood at the corner of his mouth "tick-tick-tick" fell on Charles I's red gloves. His mouth opened and closed, and he murmured, as if warning, but also as preaching:

"The way that is not practiced... is the way of magic."

"The flower of truth... will surely bloom in the thorns!"

"laugh"

Charles I, who was admonished by him, gave him another "Spear of Holy Blood", which has been nestled in Ludwig's ear, like a second rotten head that has lost its vitality, and it seems that because of the severe pain, it has reopened the rotten body. eyes.

He first saw Charles I, and then looked at Ludwig. He was stunned for half a second, and then realized something, his face changed suddenly, and he just cursed:

"Sims, you're plotting against me again, I'm going to kill..."

Before he finished speaking, a strange sound suddenly came from inside his head.

A thorn slammed through the back of the second rotten head's head, and then pierced into Ludwig's head with a "puchi".

The originally emerald green thorns, after establishing this "connection", suddenly became dark green representing pollution, representing rotten yellow greasy. Ludwig, who had already "dead", raised his head again, although he also began to become Rotten, foul-smelling.

But the flame of life that was extinguished, leaving only green smoke, was actually re-ignited.

Ludwig's eyes rotted at a speed visible to the naked eye, but the piety and calm inside were not eroded in the slightest.

His voice became hoarse, as if a corpse said: "I don't do it myself..."

Before Ludwig's warning was finished, the second rotten head's voice came out in frustration.

"Shut up!"

"I, Simon Baker, was originally on the path of magic. You little trash who was brainwashed by Sims, get out of here and let the old man tell you how the real strong fight."

As if complaining from embarrassment, the second rotten head directly pushed Ludwig's head away, occupying the neck, and while adapting, he gained control of his body. He slowly raised his hands, as if he was about to make a move.

But without waiting for him to do anything, an unprecedented holy light erupted from the hands of Charles I.

The head of the second rotten head was purified in an instant.

But soon, a brand new head was born, purified in an instant, and revived quickly...

Within the holy light, a strange cry suddenly came: "Yo Ho Ho... The Lord said that the holy light purifies all filth?"

Amidst the weird singing, a stubborn, rotten head suddenly drilled out the holy light, with an arrogant and ferocious smile on its rotten face, he appeared in front of Charles I in an instant, almost clinging to the king. The face of the mighty pope.

The withered and yellow teeth opened, and a foul smell gushed out.

"I didn't expect it, I'm so filthy, your holy light can't purify me at all... Your Lord is fooling you... Hahaha."

Let all the bright believers laugh out of anger, resounding through the square.

But the wild laughter didn't last long. As if Charles I was not affected at all, a "Holy Blood Spear" was born in his hand. Under the angry eyes of the second rotten head, the spear pierced his head, and after the rotten head was reborn hour.

Charles I was still cold and indifferent, and he didn't even look back.

But his voice resounded through Mihuang City at this time.

"The Castle Bureau!"

Just three words, the mysterious side fell into chaos again.

The phantom of the newt, which had been "quiet" and was about to be neutral, represented the William family. After the three words sounded, the head wearing the crown suddenly lifted up, and the fire of justice was brewing inside.

...

Inside the Castle Bureau, a room completely filled with long white hair and faint fluorescent lights.

Here, the outside world cannot be perceived, nor can it be perceived by the outside world.

Raphael stood in the room, facing the extremely dangerous existence alone.

It looks like an old man in his eighties, with only one head exposed, and it is the first time that there has been an out-of-program change.

In the past, this old man only accepted one exchange within 24 hours, and only had a conversation with two people in the Castle Bureau. Besides himself, the other one was the most powerful William O'Neill in the bureau.

Since the incident of the second rotten head, many organizations have done similar things in order to obtain secrets and information, such as divination or the use of high-level strange objects.

The same is true of the Castle Bureau. After that night, William O'Neill and Raphael have been taking turns communicating with the "mysterious old man".

Just over a dozen hours ago, William O'Neill had just finished his inquiry without obtaining any valid information.

The next question should not be now.

But it was the first time that he was actively communicated by the mysterious old man, which made Raphael extremely nervous at this time. He did not practice any supernatural professions of combat, and he did not even have all kinds of strange things to carry out like old Coulson. fighting.

Raphael knows that he has an extraordinary physique, which allows him to be exempted from the pollution of a large number of dangerous sealed items, including the mysterious old man.

But by his definition, he's a scholar, a researcher of the mystical side.

Both for the task and to satisfy my own curiosity.

At the same time, he has also maintained enough vigilance. Before entering the room, he has used his own authority to arrange many defensive measures. Once something goes wrong, several senior agents at the other end of the glass window will hold several powerful "sealed items" to rescue him.

The mysterious old man has a very high level of danger inside the Castle Bureau, but after many "verifications", the Castle Bureau has determined that there are several sealed items that can counteract this unknown old man.

After thinking over and over again and confirming that there were no loopholes, Raphael stood in front of the old man.

Suppressing his urge to take a deep breath, Raphael looked at the mysterious old man in front of him. He was about to follow the procedure, first greet him, experience an inexplicable amnesia, and then ask.

But at this moment, Raphael saw that the old man smiled suddenly, revealing his white teeth that seemed to be shining, making Raphael suddenly stunned, and a petrified voice suddenly sounded in the room.

"thorns!"

"My lord!"

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