Lord of the Witches

How powerful is the background of the Church of Light? There is almost no standard answer to this question on the mysterious side. But on the mysterious side, all organizations or individuals know that the most powerful supernatural organization candidate must be the church.

Because from the beginning of the Dark Era, the church has almost never suffered heavy damage, and every era will grow stronger. In its heyday, the church even had the strength to independently launch a war that swept the entire continent. China may not necessarily be their opponent.

Although the churches in the New World are not as scary as those in the Old World.

But because of the personal charm of "Charles I", the churches in the federation even have a stronger sense of presence.

When he ordered, no one thought that the Castle Bureau would survive.

This castle with a long history will be completely erased.

In the void, William O'Neil, whose body was pierced by the holy sword, was still tall and straight. He had thick white curly hair and a neat and majestic white beard. Anyone who looked at him could feel that this middle-aged man with aristocratic temperament Young man, that unquestionable integrity.

He heard the "Holy Knight" Lancelot's slander against his family's blood, and also heard the knight's murderous orders.

His eyes not only reflected the imperiled castle bureau, but also reflected the scene in the city of Mihuang at this moment.

Millions of people are suffering from continuous "light pollution".

William O'Neil watched his "citizens" sing the gospel piously at the beginning because they were illuminated by the kingdom of holy light above, and then entered the "last days chapter". started.

No matter if it was a man, a woman, the elderly or a child, or even a newborn baby, their eyeballs began to congest and their expressions became extremely frenzied.

In the end, their chanting almost overwhelmed even the illusory avenging angels in the realm.

Any extraordinary person can easily tell the difference.

The people are turning towards "fanatics".

Even organizations of chaotic and evil camps, in most cases, would not treat their believers and followers like this.

Believers who fall into "frenzy" can provide extremely violent and majestic power of faith.

But correspondingly, this is also overdrawing their vitality.

For a moment, the gazes of the Transcendents who also discovered these "signs" fell on Charles I, who was still entangled by Ludwig and the second rot, at the other end of the portal from a long distance away.

"so similar!"

Somewhere in the Federation, a big man said so.

Similar thoughts came to the minds of the rest of the extraordinary.

"The Crazy Blood Knight general who launched several Eastern Expeditions in the Dark Age once planned to become the strong man of Charles I. The most common method he used was to make his subordinates and leaders become fanatics, so his every day Every conquest is tragic, but he always wins... The price is that his subordinates, as well as the army he leads, have been changing frequently."

"In the era when he was in power, the life expectancy of the people in the areas ruled by the church was at least ten years lower than in other areas."

These thoughts and thoughts are complicated to say, but in reality, even half a second has not passed.

After Lancelot's "order", William O'Neill immediately acted.

He looked at the "Holy Knight" of the Dark Age with angry and questioning eyes. The blood from the corner of his mouth "tick-tick" fell on Lancelot's holy sword, and the holy light and the invisible flame contained in it There seemed to be a collision, and there was a sneering sound.

William O'Neill did not plead and did not continue the attack.

He just looked at Lancelot calmly, with a question in his eyes that made the holy knights very angry. Before the army was about to destroy the castle, he spoke slowly:

"I, William O'Neill, in the name of my ancestor 'William the Righteous', please be the incarnation of justice, the protector of the industrious and brave people, the supreme goddess in charge of thunder, fire and punishment..."

Accompanied by William O'Neill's voice, his body suddenly changed dramatically.

Every pore on his body was overflowing with blood, quickly evaporating.

Every time he uttered a word, his whole body became thinner.

His body was spewing seemingly endless, formless and substanceless flames, and Lancelot soon realized that the part of him piercing through William O'Neill's holy sword was being burned and melted , he himself was enveloped in flames.

A large amount of scorched black appeared on the armor covering Lancelot's whole body.

But what made him feel worse and worse was what William O'Neill was doing.

Accompanied by the frantic eruption of invisible flames, the phantom salamander that had been crucified in place not only broke free from the holy sword in an instant, but also expanded its body. It raised its head and sprayed righteous flames towards the outside of the castle, forcing the army back again. In the invisible "sea of ​​fire", a gap opened.

Inside, invisible flames and radiance poured down, and a huge phantom of a goddess, blindfolded, slowly emerged.

Anyone, the moment they see the phantom of the goddess, can't help but start "self-judgment" in their hearts.

Peeping at the transcendents here, they instantly understood O'Neil's thoughts.

"William O'Neill is imitating Charles I, trying to awaken the gods that the William family has believed in for generations, the 'Goddess of Justice Gatis' of the camp of order. His nagging may not be able to speed up the awakening of the goddess, but it can make the goddess give some Responses...like, justice?"

"It seems that the legend is true. The ancestor of the William family was the 'Integrity William' who was chosen by the 'Goddess of Justice' as the Goddess of the Dark Era, possessing great strength and supreme character."

"I should have thought of it long ago. The Lord of Thorns and the Goddess of Justice were once... ahem, it seems that the reincarnation of that 'Master' is already destined."

"Can the holy knight Lancelot and the army of light survive a just trial?"

"William O'Neill is not Charles I. He may not have the strength to communicate with the sleeping Lady Justice, even if he is burning himself."

Among all the flickering thoughts, Lancelot felt the scariest.

He is an "undead hero", which means that he is almost impossible to be killed.

Unless you encounter an attack that exceeds the upper limit.

And now, with William O'Neill sacrificing his life, it is possible to do so.

Ordinary believers of the goddess of justice, even if they burn their souls, cannot summon the "just judgment of the goddess". But if the person who did this was a descendant of "William the Righteous" and a strong man who was infinitely close to the "Legendary Rank", then everything would be different.

Anger and killing intent occupied Lancelot's eyes.

This holy knight made a crazy move. He let go of the holy sword and took a step slowly.

Boom!

Under the burning of the invisible flame, everyone saw that Lancelot's knight armor became scorched black, turned into powder and fell down, a strong and perfect body appeared, and quickly became scorched black, and the skin fell off. The bright red flesh and blood did not appear, and once again Burnt black.

One step, is a "burnt corpse".

But Lancelot still had to take the second step.

One of his mouths was completely grinned, his scorched lips were cracked, revealing white teeth, a bright red mouth, and a serene smile. One of his palms stuck out, and the flesh quickly disappeared, revealing the bones and bones inside, filled with holy light. Skeleton, the sharp finger bones are about to penetrate the flames, piercing O'Neil's skull, which is as thin as a paper man.

And O'Neill's "calling" has not been completed.

When this scene appeared, sighs resounded throughout the Federation.

Obviously, the strength of William O'Neill is not only far inferior to "Charles I", but also cannot be compared with the holy knight Lancelot. Although he is willing to sacrifice his life and has a strong blood blessing, in the extraordinary world, the combat power It is the root of everything.

Once William O'Neill dies, the entire Castle Bureau will be at the mercy of the slaughter.

In Dragon Heart Fort, on the fourth floor of the Book Tower, in front of Tang Qi, a magic portal was slowly opening.

Just when he couldn't bear it and was about to make a move.

A soft voice that did not allow any refutation suddenly sounded in the Castle Bureau and in the entire Mihuang City.

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

"boom!"

It exploded, and in the quaint castle, white thorns were exuding clean radiance. In an instant, they wrapped the entire William Castle, including "William O'Neill", everyone was wrapped in holy thorns, protecting with.

All turmoil, whether it is the holy light or the fire of justice, is absorbed by the holy thorn.

The only one who was treated differently was the holy knight Lancelot. His heroic body had just recovered from the flame of justice. When he opened his eyes, he saw dozens of "holy thorns" whipping towards him.

Clap clap!

Amidst the sounds that could not be ignored, Lancelot had no power to resist. His armor was torn apart, his flesh was torn apart, dripping with blood, he fell from the air, rolled out from the thorns, his wounds were covered with dust, like a person who fell Like an "angel" in the dust, he was in a panic.

But at this moment, Lancelot didn't care.

He stood up abruptly and looked towards the center of the castle.

Surrounded by countless "holy thorns", two figures slowly ascended.

Raphael!

Everyone saw the young man with his head bowed slightly. His whole body was shining with cleanliness, majesty, and supreme brilliance. He seemed to be looking before him, bowing to him, with a respectful face. old man.

As for the old man with long white hair, he is like a wise "sage". While answering the young man's question, another voice belonging to him resounded throughout Mihuang City.

No one knows the conversation between the old man and "Raphael", but everyone can hear another voice of the old man.

My Lord said:

"No weapons are allowed here!"

In the calm but unquestionable voice, everyone including Lancelot involuntarily let go of their palms, and no matter what weapons they were, they fell to the ground one after another.

Then, another voice.

"Don't play with faith!"

In the chaotic and crazy city of Mihuang, the people who were sliding towards the "fanatics" woke up one after another, and then fell into a deep sleep.

"Holy light must come from the soul!"

When the voice sounded, everyone guessed the identity of the old man. At the same time, the whole Church of Light, starting from Lancelot, to an ordinary knight in the army, some of them seemed to be about to encounter a catastrophe. , his complexion changed drastically.

The more dramatic "change" is the Kingdom of Light that almost covers the entire Mihuang City at this moment.

Shocking and tragic scenes are happening.

The avenging angels who sang "The End Times" in the kingdom are composed of pure holy light, but after the old man opened his mouth, their foundations were cut off directly, and the weapons stained with "holy blood" in their hands were constantly annihilated. One after another fell down.

The singing sound stopped abruptly.

The army surrounding William Castle, starting from Lancelot, his body of a heroic spirit who released an incomparably brilliant holy light began to decay, the holiness became mottled, and the brilliance dimmed.

The light on the bodies of the red-robed bishops was weakened little by little, and some of them even went out directly, and their tall and holy bodies also bent down.

Knights, most of them dimmed, some fell to mortals.

Dozens of heavy armored soldiers lost the protection of the holy light, and there was a click sound immediately, and they became ordinary people, directly crushed to death by the heavy armor, and the bright red minced meat was forced out along the gap, mixed with blood.

The nuns, came the wailing and screaming, almost half lost the light, they were old and ugly.

Priests, most of them began to produce "mutations" after the disappearance of the holy light, and some of them could not bear to look directly, and the pollution that made people angry burst out on their bodies.

...

All over the Federation, where many extraordinary organizations are located, are spying on the powerhouses of Mihuang City, and fell silent at the same moment.

Power Words must also follow extraordinary laws. The voice of the old man did not directly cut away their beliefs. The appearance of those ugly scenes meant that there were some people in the army of light whose beliefs were not pure.

Soon, several barely concealed mocking laughter sounded.

And almost all the organizations and individuals in the chaotic and evil camps, the ridicule they sent over a long distance made the people of the church even more embarrassing.

"The Power Word of the Holy Prophet!"

On the fourth floor of the Book Tower, Tang Qi returned to the shadows, and he also saw the familiar old man.

In the extraordinary world, there is only one existence who can destroy the source of power of believers of light with "truth words", and is also a follower of "lord of thorns".

"Among the twelve saints, the most solitary saint is the holy mage Bram Crowley, but the most mysterious saint must be the holy prophet Peles."

"In various legends of the Dark Ages, the Prophet is a kind, omniscient old man who calls himself Peles, but no one knows where he came from and what he wants to do... The world only knows that he and the confessor Martin Sims is a good friend, he has unimaginable prophecy and divination abilities, and he also has power words like a god."

"According to the relevant information of the Castle Bureau, his name is Jerome, and his history seems to be longer than that of Peles."

"So, the Holy Prophet is both Jerome and Peles...or are they all just vests of a powerful being?"

While Tang Qi made a judgment in his mind, a doubt also emerged.