Lord of Glory - Chapter 272

[Chapter 272 The situation has changed drastically]

In a camp outside the forest. ．The COM was headed by the bandaged Oxville, and a large group of executive officers and members of the Knights Hospitaller were standing on the plain outside, listening to the mournful music played by the band around them, while the priest recited prayers. Those who had been assassinated and the devout knights were buried one by one.

The cold wind blew, and this timeless and unchanging plain seemed to Oxville at this time, but it was full of murderous intentions. Watching the former church members and companions die under such filthy and despicable means, not only Oxville himself, but the other knights and executive officers who came to the funeral with tears of anger rolled in their eyes.

“Director, let’s fight. We can’t let these reptiles crawling in the dark be so proud!” At this time, an executive next to him came to Oaksville with a warlike look in his eyes. The latter silently shook his head and glanced at the young man, and sighed helplessly. Just when he was about to let these young people calmly and clearly see the situation, a sudden sound of anxious horses’ hooves stepped on the wet soil and water from not far away. The green grass came flying.

“Huh?” Oxwell frowned and turned to look, but saw a bishop wearing a purple round hat and a purple robe riding a white horse in the Holy See Holy City, holding a scroll. Such a dress is familiar to Oaksville. It is a messenger from the Holy City delivering news. When he was wondering how the Holy City would send a messenger at this time, the messenger came to Oaksville and restrained the horse, turned over and dismounted.

He walked up to the director without panting and blushing, and asked, “Excuse me, who is the director of the Inquisition. Cardinal Cardinal Cardinal 13?” “I am, what’s wrong?” Dressed in a red robe, with ornate shawls and scarves around her shoulders and neck. Seeing this, the messenger handed him the scroll in his hand. He said, “This is the message from the new Pope, His Majesty Urban II.”

Oaksville took the scroll and unfolded it, glanced at it, and suddenly waved his hand to the other people around him: “You all stay away for now.” Many knights and executives immediately retreated with interest. Soon there was no one else around.

Seeing this, Oaksville suddenly laughed sarcastically, shaking the scroll in his hand and laughing: “This fellow Paladin, what do you mean by giving me a blank scroll? He should have something to say to you again.”

As Oaksville swung, the blank side of the scroll was just revealed in front of him. Hearing this question, the messenger reiterated expressionlessly: “Attention. It is His Majesty the Pope. If you want to call your full name, please call it Paladin, St. Peter, His Majesty Flamel.”

“St. Peter? He deserves it too? Stop the messenger. What does he want you to tell me? Get out of here! I have to fight for my faith and heresy!” The scroll was thrown to the messenger, but who knew that the messenger silently threw the scroll away and turned to look at Oaksville, with a faint golden light in his eyes: “The stubborn old man has ambitions that you shouldn’t have. A dead end.”

“What?” Oxwell, who was slightly stunned, turned around and stared at the messenger, but the messenger still stated expressionlessly: “You have no idea who the enemy you are facing. You have never experienced it firsthand. The strength of the enemy. Since you are willing to hide in the shadows, I will present the light to you. Let the hot light burn you to ashes.”

“Who are you!” Oxwell roared, jumping back and drawing his saber. He suddenly felt a strong sense of crisis. But the next second, he saw a flash in front of him. The figure of the messenger had already come to his arms! “Have you forgotten me? I am your Pope.” The messenger said so, ignoring Oxville, who was beside him with a pale face. A big hole suddenly opened in front of the forehead, and a golden ball of light shot out of the big hole like lightning, and swiped on the facade of Oaksville! …,

“Ah..” Oxwell shivered all over, he could feel that the ball of light was crazily eroding in his mind, and his memory disappeared quickly. The vision began to blur, and the consciousness also sank. Oxwell suddenly fell to his knees on the ground. With the last trace of his mind, blood and tears flowed from his eyes, and his trembling hands were extremely unwilling to slowly grab the soil on the ground.

Just as he was about to use the divine punishment technique to destroy his own body together, in the blur, he suddenly felt that two golden pupils suddenly opened in the dark corner of his soul! As if everything was lit up, Oaksville’s last gamble finally fell through. I saw that he kept half-kneeling on the ground in a daze, but there was a golden brilliance in his eyes.

“The despicable Ye Xiaohui actually pretended to be a messenger from the Holy City, intending to assassinate me!” He suddenly jumped up and shouted at the messenger’s body. The knights and executive officers who heard the sound were immediately furious! “Master Director, attack! Ye Xiaohui is so abhorrent. He even tried to assassinate you again!” The clone looked at the group’s indignation, and immediately pulled out the sword at his waist and shouted: “Attack! The Ye Xiaohui who captured the evil !”

Soon after, Oaksville, who seemed to be a different person, no longer hesitated or hesitated to attack. Instead, he suddenly and decisively led the Knights Hospitaller and the executive officer, and an army to destroy the heresy surged into the forest. And on the second day, almost all the kings and grand dukes of the continent received information from the new Pope. The human kingdom of the whole continent is boiling in an instant!

Imagine Chinese Network

“What is this Palatine? But he became the Pope in less than half a year after he became a Cardinal Cardinal. I have never seen him! What good can this guy bring me to become the Pope? I spent a Are all these bishops bought with a lot of money blind?”

In the imperial capital of the Engellan Empire, after receiving the news, His Majesty the Emperor angrily threw the envelope on the ground and cursed! In fact, many pope elections in previous years were all competitions among human nations. The clergy of all countries went to the Holy City, trying to make their own people the pope. Therefore, in the past elections, more than a dozen countries have spent the assassination, bribery and threats behind them. But this time, they didn’t know that the previous Pope had died, and the announcement of the new Pope came to them!

This is not only an anger of being ignored and teased, but also a big change that has caused losses in vain! His Majesty the Emperor suddenly calmed down after his anger. He stared at the ministers below, and suddenly said: “Immediately send a pigeon messenger to ensure that all kingdoms and principalities will receive it. I will tell those kings in my name, If you want a piece of the pie after being so humiliated, unite. Then you secretly send word to the nations of the South, that if they lean under the mighty arm of my Engeland, I can help them with the elf problem. After all, there are Murams and Orcs and Barbarians, so I don’t care if there is an extra elf.”

His Majesty suddenly paused for a while, watching the four clerks writing letters quickly, he did not forget to say to a guard general who was waiting beside him: “You pass my order and let the hoarding be outside the Ye Xiaohui. The five legions of the army stopped advancing, ignoring the orders of Oaksville. Drive a hundred miles outside the holy city of Kasiri, and face these gods who dare to make fun of me with the attitude of war! I want this inexplicable Palatine, dressed in the Pope Wearing a triple crown, I knelt down on the ground and kissed my shoes!”

As soon as the words fell, his face was full of pride and arrogance. Of course, he didn’t know what kind of existence he was dealing with. But some people know that there is also a group of utopians who vow to defend the balance and justice of the continent. Guys who call themselves the Warriors of the Apocalypse. At this moment, they are gathering in the most ordinary monastery standing in the forest sea in the far east. (To be continued..)

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