Warhammer Throne

Chapter 372: , Dive into the Saint Skeleton Church (Part 2)

"" ??? "The Archbishop did not yet understand what he heard.

"!!!" Five seconds later, Vikma began to realize that in the most sacred place of this empire, in the place where the battle priest, demon hunter and ascetic guarded, in this cathedral that he had always regarded as absolutely safe, What happened? !

An indescribable grief and anger enveloped Vekma's heart. The archbishop held the golden command scepter in one hand and the golden warhammer in the other.

The archbishop of Sanctuary's strength was completely angry.

The strongest in the Sanctuary is an existence that has completely overridden all beings, especially for human beings.

The strong man in the sanctuary has three characteristics, first, longevity.

The life span of every strong man in the sanctuary can reach more than 300 years old, and any strong man in the sanctuary is a fortune that is at the bottom of the box.

Second, long-term vision.

In addition to the long life of the Sanctuary strong, he is also extremely difficult to be killed. The Sanctuary strong can be defeated and injured, but it is even more difficult to kill him.

Is like a duel between Jules and Egil. If it is not a championship duel, it is necessary to win or lose, both of which are difficult to kill each other if one side escapes.

Third, unique power.

Every Sanctuary strongman has a unique special ability. This ability is unpredictable. Many people believe that the peculiar psionic ability that Lane possesses is his special ability.

The special ability of Vikma is the power of the two-tailed comet!

The flames of the two-tailed comet were burning on the hammerhead of the warhammer, and the two red trails exuded the scorching temperature.

Lane has long disappeared into the crowd, he took Tagris's arm: "Hurry! While it is now!"

"Go!" Tigris whispered as they rushed towards the corpse hall.

"Ahhhhhhhhhhh!" Ten seconds later, the archbishop's roar almost penetrated the golden dome: "Heres !!!"

"There are chaos and chaos that have sneaked into the most sacred place of the empire! Fight! My believers! For Charlemagne! For the empire!" The holy strength archbishop Vikma erupted with terrible energy, and he held the warhammer high in the air. With the archbishop's roar, the golden wave overturned all the pilgrims throughout the cathedral.

The sudden change made all the pilgrims stunned.

The religious center of this empire and the headquarters of the Church of Justice are actually mixed with heretics!

"No one admits it?" Archbishop Vikma's anger has penetrated the sky, forming a terrible vortex of divine power. The powerful divine power rotates inside the temple, and the golden air wave blows away the cold of the winter. Inside the corridor, a large group of combat priests and paladins are rushing back and forth into the hall.

"Everyone! Kneel down!" The Archbishop roared towards all the pilgrims in the hall: "Kneel down immediately and be inspected! We must ensure that every heresy is tested on the stake!"

The sound of weapons bursting out, the paladins pulled out their long swords, raised their shields, the battle priests picked up the hammers, the ascetics clenched the handles of the shackles, all the tourists and pilgrims who came to the hall Forced to kneel and wait for inspection.

Ryan and Tagris were not inspected. The two men did not need to prove themselves whether they were chaotic believers. The paladins and combat priests signaled them to leave the hall quickly. Ryan and Tagris took the opportunity to slip out of the hall and hid in the corner of the corridor Behind a tapestry inside.

There is very little space behind the tapestry, Lane and Tagris huddled together, and the Supreme Master whispered, "There are at least one hundred guards over there!"

Ryan nodded: "Is your magic useful?"

"In this case, I can only release confusing magic to up to thirty people at the same time!" Tigris whispered.

"Wait then!"

"Clap clap clap ~" The dense footsteps sounded one after another. At this time, the main hall was already watertight, and most tourists and pilgrims were forced to kneel down and wait for inspection.

At this time, among the countless pilgrims, three pilgrims wearing thick capes and hoods changed their looks.

The pilgrim named Maxwell had incredible eyes in his eyes. He shivered and first met his companion, then bowed his head in panic.

Impossible! Absolutely impossible!

How did the Archbishop find us!

This assassination plan has been planned for more than ten years. Every year, they carefully permeate the Cathedral of the Church of Justice, drawing and planning an assassination route.

After spending more than ten years, they successfully concealed themselves, successfully considered every guard and institution, they have disguised themselves as the most devout believers of the God of Justice, and every year, they are away from the God of Justice The statue and the golden statue of Charlemagne are one step closer. Now, the plan is about to be realized, but why were they discovered? !

That's right, Maxwell and his two companions are precisely traitorous believers who are quietly operating in the imperial capital Brunswick. The imperial capital is densely populated, mixed with fish and dragons, and in many dirty corners, there are small The shadow of the secret activities of the Chaos sect, they carefully avoided the pursuit of the devil hunter and the combat priest, and took root in the slums of Braunschweig.

They plan to assassinate Emperor Karl Franz on the day of the Winter Veil! This young and promising emperor was regarded by Chaos believers as a huge threat, especially in the past few years, they also received the support of many nobles.

In the history of mankind, there is no shortage of people who feel that assassination of the emperor can benefit them. Emperor Karl Franz strongly suppressed the interests of many nobles, and the measures to protect the self-cultivating farmers and the middle class have angered many nobles Many nobles do not care about the threats facing humanity. They only know and see that their interests have been violated.

When someone proposed to assassinate the emperor, some nobles chose to support it in secret.

However, Maxwell is still unbelievable. Such a carefully planned plan has been prepared for more than ten years. It is seamless and perfect, and will be exposed here! How did the Archbishop find us!

However, in this situation, they dare not move, and have to pray secretly.

Lord of change, please bless us to complete the mission.

The cultists did not dare to say anything. They bowed their heads deeply. In this situation, they could do nothing but wait.

"No one admits ?! Cultist, Charlemagne is looking at you! The God of Justice is looking at you. Since you are not willing to take the initiative to stand up, then ..." The archbishop looked around and found that no one was still willing to stand up , He released a terrible roar, and then, Vekma held the command scepter, and the golden griffon warhammer, the power of the two-tailed comet surged.

Supreme Divine Art! Soul Flame!

The power of the hot two-tailed comet tilted down from the golden dome inside the cathedral, sprinkling countless sacred radiance, and the golden air mass visible to the naked eye fluttered among the crowd.

The pilgrims wept with joy. They shouted miracles and bathed in this golden glow. Those with pious beliefs will not be burned by the flames of the soul. On the contrary, this is a sacred ceremony of purifying the soul.

The fierce and violent eyes of the archbishop swept across all the people in the cathedral, and the terrifying power of the flames of the soul tortured everyone's soul.

"The heretics will have no place to hide under the divine power of my Lord! Take the trial! Ahhh!" The archbishop shouted.

In the middle of the divine light and shadow, a person wearing a thick cloak couldn't bear it. He made a scream, and then the two who followed him also made a scream.

"Hmm ~!"

The strange behavior of these three people immediately caught everyone's attention. The paladins and combat priests quickly approached. I saw that these three people wailed more and more, and they had nowhere to hide in the flames of their souls.

"Here is here! They stripped off their cloaks and thoroughly cleansed the unclean things!" The archbishop's gaze was electric, and he pointed at Maxwell and three others.

The cultists also wanted to rebel, a wave of soul flames higher than a wave almost torn their filthy soul into pieces.

The thick cloak was torn apart by the paladin, revealing the mutated body under their cloak.

The three cultists, either arms, calves, or chest, have already begun to grow feathers and become claws of crows!

"Damn it!" Maxwell's arm showed a prototype under the flame of the soul. It was a mutant arm with feathers, and its fingers had become claws.

"Ah! It's Chaos!"

"That's a treacherous variation!"

"Kill them! Kill them!"

"Help!"

There is chaos in the cathedral. The paladins and combat priests have fierce expressions. Their faces have a terrible enthusiasm. Some paladins will protect the retreat from unrelated people. Many demon hunters and ascetic monks have charged with weapons.

"Destroy them! Leave a living mouth!" The Archbishop pointed to the three people who had appeared in their original form: "For Charlemagne!"

"Fight!" Maxwell knew that the plan was revealed. He took a wooden staff from his back, and he was about to release the chaotic black magic to summon the evil demons.

Someone is much faster than him.

"War, fight, and hammer!" The golden griffin warhammer with the power of the comet with two tails carried the archbishop's anger and directly hit the head of the traitor cult, the blessing and chaos Variations are all unavoidable under the power of Vicma.

"Pap!" The head was smashed and the brain was splashing.

…………

"Cultists appeared in the cathedral!"

"Hurry, go and support the Archbishop!"

"My Lord, we have failed you."

The hallway was full of running sounds, and obviously more guards were attracted by the changes in the hall.

Behind the tapestry, Ryan and Tigris were a little ignorant.

"... It seems that there are really cultists among the crowd of pilgrims." Lane muttered to himself: "Gosh, I'm just kidding."

"You just want to create some chaos, but you didn't expect chaos to really appear." Tagris's face was calm: "Humans are too easily corrupted ... I can feel that there is a battle in the hall, there is a Rabbis have summoned several low-level rabble demons, but none of them are opponents of so many people. "

"Quick! The number of guards has decreased!" Ryan and Tagris ran all the way, and the Supreme Master, who was not in good health, gasped for breath: "Don't be so anxious, I ... I'm not good, Ryan."

The St. Skeleton Church is a little away from the main hall. There are so many stairs up and down. It takes at least five minutes to run away from the crowd.

Tigeris vowed that he had not traversed such a long distance for more than 100 years. The constitution of the Supreme Master was really not very good. He ran out of breath after running for three minutes.

"It's okay, I will carry you!" Ryan picked up Tigris.

Open the rush!

At this time, there were less than fifty clergymen guarding the Saint Skeleton Church, and there were only more than 20 people guarding the partial door. When they saw Ryan rushing with his back on his back, he shouted: "No, gentlemen, look here."

Taking advantage of the attention of all the guards, Tigris raised his staff: "Confusion!"

"Boom ~" Lilith's Moon Staff gleamed brightly, and all the guards in the tricks became dull and confused. They nodded speculatively, then returned to their posts confusedly, bowed their heads and said to themselves: "Ah, that's it. It turned out to be like this. No one has come, no one has come."

Ryan rushed into the corpse hall with Tegris in this way.

five minutes later.

Ryan and Tagris wandered inside the corpse hall, looking for the entrance to the basement.

Inside the St. Skeleton Hall, the remains of the emperors and countless human heroes are buried. The sacred carols and brilliant candles are endless in the St. Skeleton Hall ~ www.ltnovel.com ~ When Ryan looks at a place The deeds and records of the emperors and heroes and their remains always have infinite admiration in their hearts: "Without their persistence, there will be no human beings. It is said that the second emperor after Charlemagne, the bones of Emperor Hedric and The shroud is placed here. "

Tegris ’palm was condensed with magic, and the Supreme Master was releasing magic to allow Ryan and himself to avoid the perception of the deity. He said to Ryan:" We are not here for sightseeing when we enter the corpse hall, Lilith ’s **** champion , The storm outside will soon subside. We are coming in. Do you think about how we are going out? "

"There will always be a way." Ryan forced himself to divert his attention from the glorious human deeds, and the count shrugged to the Supreme Master: "Since we can come in, then we must go out."

"... You better think of another way." Tigris remained expressionless: "Well, let's find what Lilith needs first."

"It's completely clueless." Ryan looked up at the inside of the entire corpse hall, except for the sacred remains, all kinds of souvenirs, a desk, and two rows of large bookcases behind the table.

"Yes." Tagris pulled out a book from the bookcase, and then reached out and pressed a movable wall brick.

"Ding Ding Ding ~" appeared under the huge statue in the middle of the Saint Skeleton Church, and a deep underground passage appeared.

"How did you find out?"

"Human tricks are just a joke in front of Azul."

"Well, come, let's go down."

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