bad, i'm a fool

Chapter 320 Cheng Ye Religion
Contaminated blood dripped into the well.

Like throwing down a bag of trash, the Knights, who didn't even bother to look back, withdrew from Eagle City.

Afterwards, there was a scene that everyone was already very familiar with. The people in Wangying City were mourning, and the Simeng officers and soldiers entered the city, unable to do anything.

But this time, all the complete footage was released.

Those affected victims wailed in pain and turned into monsters of flesh and blood that were neither human nor ghost, and ran towards their families, wives and daughters who had devoted themselves to each other.

With the aggravation of the disease, from sporadic one or two, gradually began to increase.

The fighting on the battlefield did not stop. For the officers and soldiers who were not aliens, the tragedies on the light curtain seemed more like the background of the battle at this moment.

At the beginning, almost only the two aliens on the battlefield stopped their weapons and looked up at the huge light curtain.

This is not a plot CG, they can still act, and there are many people who don't think so, just bury their heads in the fight, but can't help but gradually follow the other party's surprised eyes and look up at the sky.

"This is you."

Tilda looked at Gascon in front of her and spoke softly.

Then, she turned her head and looked down at all the teaching soldiers who had been clearly distracted by the content of the light curtain, and raised her voice:
"This is you!"

"You are acting under orders, thinking that you are promoting God's righteous way and herding the world. This is what Gasconn asked you to do!"

Her voice was full of spiritual power, echoing over the entire border of West Asia.

Han Dongwen in the distance heard it in his ears and couldn't help but nodded.

Such a statement as Tilda's was the safest.

Even though it is a heinous crime, it is the Church itself that drives the catechists.

It is impossible for her to criticize every gear in action, only to catch one or two typical ones, and the real opponent will always be Gascohen.

"Don't set up a false holy son, betray the way of God, is this you!"

It was hard not to notice her silver hair fluttering in the cold wind.

Grand Duke of the Principality of West Asia, saint of the state religion of West Asia.

The instructors couldn't count how many times they had worshiped Tilda, and they also didn't know how many people were talking about such a perfect betrayal in private.

They hesitated.

She turned to Gascon.

At this time, Gascon should be hysterical, mad, and protest loudly.

But he just put his hand on the Holy Grail-Bota quietly, without saying a word.

"Archbishop Gascon has betrayed the Catholic Church. I believe that His Majesty the Pope himself has also been harmed by him. You still have to die for such a person!"

The shouts of killing were no longer heard.

Tilda stared at the holy seat where the young son of God sat from a high altitude.

"Your plan is riddled with holes, and creating a god is just a momentary delusion."

She looked at the archbishop in front of her indifferently, with a dignified expression.

"You've failed since you didn't kill me at Taris Cathedral."

"If you didn't snatch me back in Morne Mountain, you will lose more and more defeats."

"The last step is to frame Simeng and slaughter the city, and use the means of Emperor Simeng to put me and Simeng into injustice, in order to finally kidnap the entire Holy See and be buried with you. The last step is naturally a complete failure."

Gascon sighed and said nothing.

"What else do you want!"

Tilda asked vibratingly.

When she spoke, the spear in her hand was raised.

"I lost, but you don't understand, you don't understand..."

Gascon looked sideways at Botha beside him, his expression full of regret.

"You don't understand. In the coming future, a kingdom without gods can only become a jewel on someone else's crown. You don't understand how important this matter is."

Tilda closed her eyes lightly:

"The God Lord has never been far away from West Asia. Your three defeats are His will."

"He never left West Asia, but just left your side."

After speaking, the wind rises.

The Binghua sky wheel above the sky suddenly exploded, like the wings of an angel descended into the world in a snowy night.

In the light curtain behind her, the emperor of Simeng's white robe has been dyed red and black, and his exhaled breath turns into white mist in the night.

The ice gun blasted down.

*****
Nan Xi stood in front of Han Dongwen, staring at the sky in a daze.

"Why is your emperor in so much pain? Didn't he kill anyone?"

She didn't look back, and her tone was very puzzled.

"Killed."

Han Dongwen answered simply.

She turned her head to look at Han Dongwen, and nodded with a vague understanding.

"is it okay now?"

Those watery eyes blinked like the most ignorant girl.

Han Dongwen stood quietly for a moment, then suddenly said:

"I'm curious about something, maybe you can talk to me about it."

Nancy silently motioned for him to speak.

"I want to know what exactly Gascon promised you, so that the entire church rebelled against the Grand Duke's mansion so willingly."

Han Dongwen really needed to know about this.

Fight, the church should not be able to beat the Duke.

It was impossible for Gascon not to weigh this.

Even if he has the means in the cathedral to temporarily weaken Tilda's strength, it is impossible to draw out this trump card with great fanfare to recruit troops and buy horses to persuade them to rebel.

So, what did he promise to make the whole church follow like this?

Nancy looked at Han Dongwen and suddenly smiled.

"The whole church? No... Gascon doesn't need the whole church at all?"

"My knight order is only me. He doesn't need to be patient with everyone in the knight order. He only needs me."

"Isn't Simeng like this?"

Han Dongwen was speechless.

Even if the bounden duty of a soldier is to obey, if he blatantly rebels, he will naturally...

"Also, this is not a rebellion, this is the vindication of the heretics of the Church, this is a dedication to the Lord God."

Nancy's tone was very firm: "Even if the enemy is strong and we are weak, believers who are willing to devote themselves will move forward bravely. This is a very great thing."

Great...?

Looking at the battlefield in the distance, Han Dongwen suddenly realized how convenient this kind of religion and piety is from the manager's point of view.

But, there will be sacrifices.

The blonde girl in front of him was one of the victims of this convenience.

"still have a question."

Han Dongwen said, "When you ran away just now, did you know where you were going?"

Nancy smiled: "Of course I know."

She did not flee to the territory of West Asia, but rushed in the direction of Eagle City.

Now under their feet is the land of Wangying City.

Han Dongwen asked: "Why don't you go to West Asia? After all, that's your base camp."

She turned her head to look in the direction of Xi Ya, with a rare look of loneliness on her face.

"If a sick body like me runs back to West Asia, it will naturally cause a plague there. Therefore, it is better to die in Simeng."

That is to say, to use one's own death to cast poison one last time.

The person who did this last time was Gongsun Xue.

But Gongsun Xue is a drug cocoon who only obeys orders. How is Nancy in front of her better than Gongsun Xue?
"All visions are over."

Nancy raised her finger and pointed to the fading light curtain in the sky, then lowered her head slightly: "What you said earlier..."

Han Dongwen nodded and took a deep breath.

"You come with me."

(End of this chapter)