"Who?"
The knight guarding outside the secret iron church heard a slight noise. He held the hand crossbow and turned around suddenly and raised his hand when he ordered. The sharp arrow came away from the string and shot in the air, and there was nothing in the corner where the sound came. The knight frowned and walked towards which corner with the sword in hand, and his pupils shrank suddenly when he approached.
The corpse of the knight commander was leaning against the corner, the fatal wound on his throat, the blood soaking through his armor and showing a solidified dark brown. It had been a while since the knight commander died, but before that he had not heard anything unusual or heard the star alarm from his companions.
The knight reached for the whistle hanging on his chest, and just as he was about to blow the whistle, a dagger cut his throat neatly from behind.
betrayal... betrayal...
Before dying, he realized the truth and fell forward.
"the seventh."
The assassin was a monk in a white robe, and he looked blankly at the last guardian knight who directly belonged to the elders' house in a pool of blood.
The same scene was staged around the Iron Church. Some of the patrolling knights were suddenly stabbed in the abdomen by an oncoming companion at a corner, and some stood by the wall, and were suddenly caught in the throat by a rope. The assassination came quickly and cruelly, and in the blink of an eye, the "watertight" defenders of the Iron Church became dead bodies all over the place.
The assassination did not alert anyone in the church, and all the isolation measures made for keeping secrets in turn became the best shield for the assassins at this time.
The guardian knights were wiped out, but the person who organized the assassination did not tear off the seal and open the bronze door.
The people in the church were completely unaware that this iron church had been taken over by another group of people.
Inside the Iron Church, the secret room.
Segney was restless, walking up and down the room. The convening of the secret meeting followed the old law when selecting the Pope. All the participants could not leave the room for half a step except during the discussion period. The door to the room can only be opened from the outside, and the windows are small and barred by seals.
The depressing atmosphere is easy to make people anxious, not to mention the ghostly Segney.
He took out the letter hidden in his arms and read it again.
The time is today, and according to his deal with Ferry III, someone will secretly take him out of the Iron Church. Originally, Segney thought that he had arranged everything properly, from meeting people to bribing the guardian knights, and confirmed every link again and again. But when he woke up in a trance in the secret room, he realized that things would not go as smoothly as he thought.
The secret room is completely isolated from the outside world, and he has no way to judge the time outside.
Heck, he didn't want to gamble that the savages would follow chivalry.
Segney grumbled as he reached out and tried to push the window open.
The moment he hit the window, he took a big step back and shook his wrist vigorously.
"Holy Lord, what is this?"
He twisted his face and put his hand in unbearable pain in front of him, only to see a black scar on the palm of his hand, bloody and bloody, as if he had touched a branding iron.
iron
Segney suddenly had a cold sweat on his back. He reluctantly stepped forward and looked at the gap in the window carefully, and his face was completely bloodless.
There was a little light in the gap of the window. He thought it was sunlight from the outside world, but only now did he realize that it was not sunlight, it was molten iron!
"Let me out!"
Like crazy, he pulled the window with all his might, despite the burning.
I don't know if it was his illusion, but he always felt the sound of water coming from the roof.
Whoa - whoa -
The sound of water Segone heard wasn't an illusion.
Buckets of strangely colored oil were hoisted onto the roof of the church by pulleys, and men in boots and gloves poured the buckets of oil evenly on the sloping roof of the church. The sharp architectural lines deliberately created to accentuate the sense of sanctity are of great help at this time. As soon as the special oil is poured on the ridge line, it immediately flows down.
The Iron Church, a secret church whose main body is made of granite and black iron, is named "Iron Church", on the one hand, it points to the Holy Book of Revelation that God told the prophets that the world should be ruled by an iron scepter; On the one hand, it is related to its nature, which means that everything that happens here is top secret, sealed with iron, and will never be disclosed.
Today, however, it has completely become an "iron church" where secrets are buried.
After sweeping the guards on the periphery, the assassins checked all the doors in and out of the Iron Church in turn, poured molten iron on the bronze doors, and completely sealed all the doors and windows. As the skylight of the last tower was also sealed, it became a veritable iron coffin.
All actions were orderly, and the white monks pouring the iron juice had no expressions on their faces and were well-trained.
Soon, the church was like a special rain.
Oddly colored oils, vaguely resembling the "holy anointing" used by the monarchs for their coronation, dripped down the dripping beasts of angels and demons. Shallow trenches were dug along the church early on the ground. From a high altitude, those shallow trenches formed a six-pointed star with the iron church as the center.
This is a huge, blasphemous sacrificial formation that should never appear in the Holy City.
The sacrifice is the iron church that becomes the death coffin to some extent after being sealed, and everyone and everything in the church.
This sacrifice was unprecedented.
…
rumbling — rumbling —
A dull thunderous roar came from far away from the city wall of the Holy City.
After being unable to conquer the holy city for a long time, the Angry Gold Empire, marked by the Demon Wolf, was quiet for a long time, but today it suddenly erupted and organized an extremely vicious attack.
Holy City Wall.
With mad believers as the main body, the formation of the city guard team, like the previous few times, wanted to suppress the offensive of the Furious Gold Empire with the help of a solid city wall, a moat and a burst of giant crossbows. This time, however, Hull's attack was completely different from the past.
The once-Gurendian heavy cavalry wears black iron helmets forged into wolf heads, and they are the sharpest forces in today's barbarian empire. These heavy cavalry did not walk behind the besieging army like the previous few times, but lined up neatly and slowly approached like a giant blade.
More striking than them, however, were the creatures that accompanied the heavy cavalry.
A wolves with green eyes.
Boom, boom, boom.
The ground seemed to tremble, and the heavy cavalry separated from the wolf to the left and right, making way for a huge white-haired wolf beyond everyone's imagination.
The belief of the barbarians, the leader of the wolves in the world.
In barbarian legends, the wolf that will appear on the earth when the world is reduced to a battlefield. As long as there is a wolf alive in the world, it will never die. Now that a thousand years have passed, the flames of war have swept the earth, and the devil wolf lives on disasters and flesh and blood, recovers from its lair, and reappears in the earth together with the barbarians who enshrine it.
"Holy Lord! What is that?"
The guards on the city wall let out a weak moan, and even the most fanatical believers could not help shuddering at this time, and it was difficult to hold their weapons.
The magic wolf was as huge as a small fortress. When it stood, its cold green eyes looked at the people on the city wall. In those cold pupils, the soldiers guarding the city were as small as ants. The few soldiers who were staring at it directly were paralyzed at the top of the city, unable to move. The next moment, the demon wolf rushed forward, half-jumped up, and slammed into the city wall heavily.
rumble-
The sturdy and heavy city wall collapsed, and the smoke billowed.
The snow-white devil wolf stepped on the broken city wall and stepped into the holy city. It stepped on a house with one foot, and raised its head to the sky and let out a long, chilling howl.
The wolves leaped high, and the horses galloped.
The imperial warriors of the barbarians, led by the demon wolves, rushed into this castle known as "Never Fall" together with the pack of wolves.
Hull led his soldiers to gallop on the wide holy road, and now no one could resist their charge. All defenses are vulnerable in front of wolves and knights. This castle with more than 400 towers was breached for the first time today. From then on, the holy ground among believers was reduced to ashes in the flames, and the halo given to it by the gods was torn apart mercilessly.
"Father."
Hanmu, holding a sword in one hand and a shield in the other, followed his father. According to the custom of the barbarians, on the battlefield, the son served as the guardian of the father, and the younger brother served as the guardian of the eldest brother. The person who acts as an escort must not only protect his father and brother, but also be responsible for observing the changes in the battlefield.
"Look at—"
His voice was full of surprise.
Hell held the reins and looked up in the direction of Hanmu's finger.
I saw that the devil wolf was slowly approaching in one direction, it lowered its head, its green eyes stared straight ahead, and its canine teeth were white in the sunlight. What can make the demon wolf show such a vigilant attitude, as if seeing some natural enemy that hates to the bone
"There's a fire there."
Hanmu pointed in the direction the demon wolf was heading, and hissed.
The burning, killing and plundering after the city was destroyed was not surprising, but the flames in the distance were completely different from ordinary flames. In the depths of the holy city, something is burning, and the fire is surging up, hundreds of kilometers high, the flame is red like blood, and the flame is faint, as if there is a huge cross.
Not right.
Hull realized something was wrong.
They had just invaded the holy city, and the Segone family, whom Ferry III rebelled against, had agreed with them that when they entered the city, they would open the door to the inner city for them. However, at this time, before they reached the interior of the Holy Court, the fire burned from the deepest part.
That wasn't the fire they set.
Who is also operating in the Holy City today
The devil wolf let out a low roar and ran in the holy city, heading straight to the direction of the fire. Everywhere it passed, the houses were knocked down by it, and cracks appeared on the solid rocky avenue.
"Follow!"
Hale shouted sharply and galloped with his whip.