Infinite Begins with Giants

Chapter 1351: Execution, Charlemagne’s Friendly Aid

What is a clean portal?

Michelle gave a textbook example.

He closed the door and beat the dog, took ruthless actions, and achieved an unprecedented level of garbage sorting.

"Help, help!"

"Run, the church is on fire!"

Half of the church had collapsed, and golden-red flames were burning on the broken walls. The surviving clergy rushed to the lawn outside, shouting for help, or fleeing for their lives.

Unfortunately, the holy formation under the church has been activated, and the holy power runes are imprinted in the void, forming a powerful space barrier.

No cries for help could be heard from outside, and the panicked clergy could not rush out.

Michelle's pure white leather armor had been stained red with blood, and her lapis lazuli sword was dripping with blood. She held a death list and stopped an old nun.

Sister Rebecca had white hair and a face full of wrinkles. Looking at the cold-faced butcher walking towards her, she staggered and backed away in fear, and said in horror:

"Michelle, are you controlled by the devil?"

"Devil? You deserve this word,"

Michelle's eyes were burning with the light golden heart-burning holy fire. He held the sword horizontally, and the sword energy was like a golden dragon entwining. He said, "As a senior Sister of the Stigmata (a senior nun, the status is equivalent to an ordinary archbishop), what do you do?" What?"

"I don't understand what you are talking about!"

Sister Rebecca stepped back continuously, and her body hit the barrier of the holy formation outside the church. She could not break the formation, and she couldn't help but look desperate.

Michelle said indifferently:

"If I hadn't gotten a vest in the underground world in order to investigate some bishops, I wouldn't have known that you, who has a great reputation, are actually a personal trafficker."

Hearing this, even at the critical moment of life and death, Sister Rebecca's face changed drastically and her eyes were very panicked.

The church adopts some homeless orphans every year and arranges them to live in the monastery.

One is a charitable act, and the other is to cultivate new people with potential. There is no shortage of geniuses among the people. As long as you are willing to discover them, there will often be surprises.

Gonzalez and Michel are both grassroots talents who stand out among countless reserve paladins.

Sister Rebecca has been responsible for the work of adopting orphans. On the surface, she is kind-hearted and has an excellent reputation. She is almost known as the Virgin among the people.

However, behind her back, she is a vicious murderer and human trafficker.

Many potential orphans were not orphans in the first place. She deliberately and secretly killed their civilian parents and then adopted those children whose parents had both died.

Therefore, she was always able to find some talented orphans from the private sector, who did excellent work, and were praised by church leaders for this.

However, no one could have imagined that she has been artificially creating orphans, and sometimes sells some excess orphans to underground organizations for personal gain.

She is unimaginably hypocritical and ugly. It is not unfair to call her a devil.

"You can't kill me!"

Sister Rebecca held up a shield of holy power and screamed, "Even if I made a mistake, I should hand it over to the Judiciary of the Holy See! You have no power..."

puff! !

Michelle directly raised the knife and lowered it. The pale golden sword light tore through the night and opened the holy shield. It split the old nun's body into two halves and blood spurted out!

He stepped over the corpses and pools of blood and said indifferently: "If reporting is useful, why do you need a butcher knife?"

He reported anonymously to Cardinal Giulio more than once, and even provided conclusive evidence, but the results were all in vain.

As for real-name reporting?

Haha, the whistleblower can't even protect himself.

If Michel did this before entering the sanctuary, he would be killed by Cardinal Giulio's faction, and he would have to shed his skin even if he didn't die.

It was useless for him to report after he stepped into the sanctuary. As a member of the royal family of the empire, Cardinal Giulio also had a king's brother-in-law. With a few operations, big things could be reduced to small things. It would not be difficult to make small things easy.

This will not only fail to kill the enemy, but will also alert the enemy.

For Michelle, killing one person is killing, and killing a group is killing, so he has endured until now and took advantage of the coronation ceremony of the saint to have it all. Anyway, he doesn't expect to survive after doing such a thing...

So, let’s do it this time.

Michelle took the death list and started killing.

One minute later, the highest head of the Church in the Principality of Roan (Diocese), Cardinal Berat, was killed.

Three minutes later, Archbishop Sli, the head of the northern Concarrot state (ecclesiastical province) of the Saint Joan Empire, was burned to ashes by the Heart-Burning Holy Fire.

Ten minutes later, Archbishop Riad, Archbishop Cecilia, and Archbishop Hamilton of the three northern states of the Kingdom of Seran were hacked to death under the angel sculpture at the main entrance of the church, and their blood spattered the lawn.

A quarter of an hour later, Cardinal Abdul, the head of the Holy See's judicial office, was beheaded and died with his eyes open.

Twenty minutes later, Sir Carey, the captain of the Templars, was killed.

……

Half an hour passed.

Thirty-three clergymen have died at the hands of Michelle. The weakest among them all possess peak third-level strength, including 33 master-level transcendental beings and 12 temple-level transcendental beings.

Finally, there was one name left on the list.

The white leather armor on Michelle's body had been stained red with blood, and his blond hair and half of his face were stained with blood. His expressionless face looked very scary. He held a bloody sword in his hand and strode towards the back of the church.

Hundreds of clergy squatted in the open space around the church, looking at him with fearful eyes. Many young nuns cried softly and trembled.

They had no idea what was going on.

Suddenly, "White Sword" Michelle, the church's young genius, started killing people.

He doesn't kill people on sight, but the guy whose name he reads will definitely die.

If anyone tried to stop him, he would slap him away.

Moreover, he seemed to have planned it in advance and grasped the timing of his attack very well. Head of Gonzalez, head of Raphael branch, and Cardinal Kant (the highest person in charge of the Diocese of the Nokman Empire, with a middle-ranking Saint) (their strength) these saints are all out of town for business.

At this moment, there is not a single saint in the church.

In addition, the formation was also controlled by Michelle, making him invincible and unstoppable.

"It's your turn, Miss Alanya." Michelle came to the back of the church.

In the backyard, a man and a woman stood together, with their backs against the formation barrier.

The man looked about fifty years old, with gray hair, some nasolabial folds on his face, and a solemn expression. He held a silver scepter inlaid with red crystals.

He is Cardinal Anthony, the highest head of the diocese of the Kingdom of Faroland.

The woman is wearing a lavender nun's uniform. She has a milky white complexion and long flowing blond hair. She has a graceful figure and delicate facial features. She looks very beautiful.

Alanya, female, 37 years old, Faroran, [Paladin] profession, has the fourth level of peak strength, and was originally one of the candidate saints of the church.

If Kate Reinhardt hadn't come out of nowhere, she would have had a good chance of becoming a saint.

Even if the competition failed, the church took the initiative to retain her and let her join the Knights of Holy Light (a small knighthood affiliated with the Knights Templar) as a captain.

The church also promised to promote her to the deputy head of the Knights of Holy Light within five years.

"Michelle, what are you crazy about?"

Cardinal Anthony clenched the holy silver scepter in his hand and stared at Michelle with a look of shock and anger. Many golden runes of holy power appeared on the red robe, rippling with divine radiance.

Michelle held the long lapis lazuli sword horizontally, with golden flames burning in her eyes, looking at the man and woman in front of her indifferently, and said:

"Bishop Anthony, this matter has nothing to do with you, please get out of the way."

The Church of the Goddess of Light is not a cult. Although there are inevitably some villains and scum within, there are more good people.

Archbishop Antony has no stain on his body, but his connections and background are not very good. The Holy See headquarters arranged for him to go to Falorland, a country full of unbelievers, so he was excluded.

Over the years, he has been conscientiously preaching in Falorland, which can be regarded as fulfilling his duties.

Of course, he has not achieved much, and his missionary effect is very little, but this cannot be blamed on him. Everyone in the Kingdom of Faloran is hostile to the church. How can he, a fourth-level red archbishop, defy the odds?

Michel had no hostility towards this cardinal who worked hard and worked hard without any merit. He gave him good advice and said:

"Get out of the way, Bishop Anthony, you are not my target, and I don't want to hurt you." Cardinal Anthony said with a sad face:

"Child, I probably know what you did. It is a good thing to have a sense of justice, but even if those people are at fault, you should not kill people. You should provide evidence of the crime to the Judicial Office and the Inquisition, and leave it to them for trial and conviction instead of Start killing people!"

This is a mature and prudent statement.

only……

Michelle was expressionless and said:

"Bishop Anthony, what nonsense are you talking about? The head of the Judiciary Office of the Holy See, Cardinal Abdul, was just killed by me... If reporting was useful, I would have done so long ago."

Cardinal Anthony was speechless. He looked at the approaching Michelle and said weakly:

"You can be patient. When you become king, it will not be difficult to liquidate these people."

"How long do we have to wait? Every day we wait, more tragedies will happen. My patience has reached the limit now."

Michelle said indifferently, raising the green gold sword, the surging sword energy and the heart-burning holy fire merged and sublimated, burning into a boiling torch!

Cardinal Anthony was startled, clenched his staff tightly, and said:

"Wait, what did Miss Alanya do to make you want to kill her?"

With a heavy look of fear on his face, Alanya moved a few steps, approached Bishop Anthony, and held the cross sword tightly. Fighting energy spurted out, turning into wisps of rolling pale golden sword energy that wrapped around the blade.

The howling wind blew up the blond hair on her forehead, and she was covered in a layer of pale golden fighting spirit. With her beautiful face and awe-inspiring aura, she looked like a saint.

Michelle was expressionless and said:

"Alania, you sometimes go to the eastern suburbs late at night and enter a small villa. I have checked it out and there is the aura of a certain dark prince there."

"what?!"

Bishop Anthony was horrified and took a few steps away from Alanya.

"Villain, you are so slanderous. You have been blinded by the devil. You burned down the church, killed your colleagues, and brought shame to our Lord. The Holy See will not let you go!"

Alanya shouted coquettishly, pointing her long sword at Michelle, her holy fighting spirit burning like a platinum torch, lighting up the courtyard.

His upright appearance and strong aura of holy power made Bishop Anthony a little confused and said:

"Michelle, is this a misunderstanding? It doesn't look like she has fallen."

He was almost certain that she was a pure human being and used pure holy energy.

Michelle said expressionlessly:

"She has not fallen, which does not mean that she has not colluded with the dark camp. Before the news of the Saintess audition was announced, she was only at the third level of strength, but in more than half a year, she has advanced to the peak of the fourth level by leaps and bounds."

"But this doesn't mean there's something wrong with her. Maybe she's gifted. Kate's progress is also very fast."

"This is the information provided by Charlemagne. When I went to ask him to detain Archbishop Kant yesterday, the emperor seemed to have guessed something and kindly provided this information. Don't find it unbelievable. Bishop Anthony, I have her with me one night. The picture stone on the bed of Dark Prince Milo's clone..."

"..."

Cardinal Anthony was stunned.

Go to bed with Prince Milo's doppelganger?

This is not impossible. The candidate saints are required to be virgins, but it is difficult to judge this kind of thing. The church can let the nuns check the bodies of the candidate saints, but the membrane can be repaired...

What modern technology can do, why can’t magic?

By adjusting the healing technique that specifically restores injuries caused by mutilated limbs, you can achieve a perfect recovery.

"You are talking nonsense!!"

Alanya was furious and pointed her sword at Michelle, "You are absolutely crazy. If you want to kill me, just say so. Why are you slandering and humiliating me like this? I understand. You must have been instructed by Kate. She was... He became a saint and began to eradicate dissidents."

She spoke with indignation and no trace of guilt, which made Bishop Anthony a little shaken again.

Alanya is usually kind, upright, and kind to others, and she doesn't look like that scheming bitch.

"Tell me about it in hell."

Michelle has already taken action, slashing down with the long sword, the blue-gold sword energy turned into a ten-foot sharp blade and fell down, and the holy flame burned the sky!

Alanya's eyes were a little sinister, and she raised her sword to fight, instantly stimulating all the power in her body. The light golden sword energy condensed into fighting spirit cut through the night and slashed through.

boom! !

The sword light collided and instantly intertwined into a shining cross, causing a surging cyclone.

But even though Alanya burned her own blood and fought desperately, she was still defeated by Michelle. A ray of green gold edge defeated the fighting spirit and struck her body, tearing out bright red blood!

"what!!"

Alanya screamed, the sword in her hand broke, and fell to the grass like a broken-winged bird, coughing out a mouthful of blood.

But she was not dead. There was a rune inner armor in her body that was densely covered with runes and exuded a brilliant silver light. It was a treasure at the level of a high-level holy garment.

Bishop Anthony's face changed slightly and he said:

"Alania, why do you have this thing? This seems to be the holy robe of Saint Shizi."

Xizhi, the last saint of the church, one of the few saints who died violently. One hundred and fifty years ago, she was raped and killed by the undead archmage Forrest in the Great Temple of Brun in the Oak Kingdom.

Her holy cloak naturally became Forrest's trophy.

The holy garment worn by Alanya is somewhat similar to the one worn by Saint Shizi.

Even if it is not the same piece, logically speaking, Alanya should not have such high-level equipment.

Rune inner armor is a close-fitting soft-clothes type of armor. It not only has strong defense and high comfort, but also can avoid the embarrassment of having your shirt blown off during battle. It is especially sought after by female extraordinary people.

This set of high-level holy clothes is more precious than the armor of the same level, and ordinary saints cannot afford it.

Alanya was lying on the grass in embarrassment, with bleeding from his mouth and nose. He was unable to get up, and said weakly: "Bishop Anthony, please believe me, I have nothing to do with the dark camp. This set of holy clothes was an unexpected acquisition...save me!"

Michelle's face was cold, and she was about to kill her with a sword.

Archbishop Anthony said hurriedly:

"Michelle, let her live for now. She may be an important chess piece and worth digging for information."

This wasn't a plea, he already suspected Alanya.

Michelle nodded and put down the holy sword in his hand.

He killed people to clean up the worms within the church, not to vent his anger.

Alanya has already exposed her fault. She is a newcomer. No one in the Holy See will protect her. The black prison of the Inquisition is her destination, and she will explain everything when the time comes.

Archbishop Anthony raised his scepter and recited an incantation, and the rich holy light formed golden shackles, binding the severely wounded Alanya.

Unable to run away, this woman finally became a little desperate.

The battle comes to an end.

Michelle came to the open space in front of the church, inserted the long sword into the floor tiles, held the sword hilt in his hand, closed his eyes and waited.

The hundreds of clergy around him looked at him tremblingly, not daring to say a word.

Boom! Boom! Bang! Bang!

Several loud noises were heard, the silver spear pierced continuously, each blow was accompanied by bone-chilling special holy power, and the shining beam formed by the legendary spell "Holy Judgment" bombarded the holy circle indiscriminately.

A moment later, with a loud bang like an explosion, a corner of the unattended sacred circle shattered, and countless milky white fragments flew.

Two figures rushed in.

One was Raphael, who was holding a silver gun, with an icy cold light flashing in his eyes, and fighting energy surging on his body, which was different from the ordinary sacred fighting energy. His fighting energy had an extremely cold ice color.

He was like an ice warrior, flying into the church. Wherever he passed, the ground was frozen layer by layer, and silver feathers and frost flowers were floating in the air.

The other one was a red archbishop wearing a red round hat and a red senior priest's uniform. He held a holy silver scepter in his hand. His old face was somewhat majestic, and the holy energy on his body surged like a tide, dispersing the night.

His aura is very powerful, much more powerful than Raphael and Michelle.

Cardinal Kant is the head of an important diocese in the Nokman Empire. He is very powerful and can be ranked among the top three among all cardinals.

At this time, Raphael and Archbishop Kant looked at the burning and collapsed church and the bloody corpses on the ground, both looking confused.

what happened?

After Raphael briefly asked about the situation, he opened his eyes wide, rushed to Michelle, and punched him, "Are you crazy?"

Bang! !

The iron fist wrapped in the holy power of ice hit Michel in the face. He did not resist, vomited blood, flew backwards and fell on the lawn.

At this time, figures flickered outside the church, and Ren, Rosemary, Alfred and others arrived.

Seeing this scene, many people were confused.

(End of this chapter)