[First update, sorry, it’s a little late, because I’m going out, and there are two more updates]
On a hillside ten miles away from the village, more than a hundred people stood motionless on the hillside like nails. wWw.QUanbEn-xIAoShUo.CoMThe strongest among the golden-armored warriors is the Silver Sword Master, who cannot see things ten miles away.
Even the twelve adjudicators could not see that far away. Only the chief referee was patiently observing with the Eye of the Divine Refiner in his hand. The devil is taking action on his own, should he take action
If you don't take action, the devil will definitely not mind killing priests and believers. Although his subordinates cannot see what is happening now, everyone will understand it if they pass by the village.
These people will never have any objections if they do nothing to save themselves, but the devil will definitely not do it just this time. In a hundred miles, there will be a small town, and there will be a church in that town.
What if a demon slaughtered the magicians in the church
In more than three hundred miles, there is a small town, and six hundred miles away, there is already the headquarters of the Inquisition. Should we do it now or wait
Nailisi looked at the believer who looked directly at her. Such a humble existence had the courage to face herself because of her faith. Is this good or bad
"The Holy See launched a war and plunged Garulan and Qin Yin into the flames of war. This is the wrath of God, right?"
"Yes, dirty blasphemers are not worthy of living on the continent of Mels."
"Aren't you afraid of death when you talk to me like this?" Nellis's tone was not sinister, and she suddenly understood the magician's mood. Good people become so ignorant just because of the gods they believe in. Everything is said by God, and what God says is the truth. You don’t need to study or research or explore.
What's the point of living like this
"Death? Can you kill me?" The believer had a sarcastic smile on his face and said, "Death is just the beginning. I will gain eternal life in the Kingdom of Heaven."
"Eternal life, haha. Even gods cannot live forever. This kind of lie can only be deceived by fools like you." Nailis has no interest in talking nonsense with this believer. From the perception shared by Salin, we can see that on the hillside The people had no intention of entering the village for rescue.
The pastors and believers in front of me are of no use.
The priest suddenly said: "blasphemer, you will forever fall into God's purgatory and endure eternal torment in the fire of purgatory."
Nailisi was angry. A small magician, only equivalent to a second-level magician, actually tried to use a curse on herself? Even if it succeeds, the priest will die immediately.
The price to pay for cursing a demon of his level was something that a priest like him could not afford.
Moreover, the priest uses the most vicious curse technique. If successful, it will drag the enemy's soul into the purgatory of the Lord of Glory, making him unable to stand up.
Of course, even a ninth-level magician would find it difficult to curse Nailis now. The devil itself is difficult to curse, and Nailisi has already had two incarnations in the twelve movements of Purgatory. The power of these two incarnations is constantly supplied to Nairis. One of them is the incarnation of fallen purgatory, and the other is the incarnation of purified purgatory.
Each of these two incarnations is aimed at gods and divine magic, and has extremely powerful lethality. Even a ninth-level magician who entered these two purgatory's would be punished immediately. For a small country priest, it was impossible for the curse to be successful on Nailis.
Nailisi's thoughts of killing, which had faded, were aroused by this curse. She grabbed the priest, held it in her hand, put it in front of her eyes, and said with a smile: "Since you mentioned purgatory, then I will show you, what? It’s the fire of hell.”
As Nailis spoke, she drew a trace of fire from the incarnation of fallen purgatory and spit it directly on the priest's face. The priest was immediately burned by gray-white flames.
The gray-white flame burned not the priest's body, but his soul.
The priest suddenly began to cry. The pain in his soul was unbearable, not to mention that in the flames of the fallen purgatory, he saw the scene where the kingdom of the gods was shattered and invaded by humans. His faith collapsed instantly. Without the faith to support his soul, this priest was just a professional who was slightly stronger than ordinary people. How could he endure such pain.
"As for you, as humans, it is simply a shame to believe in such a weak god. Nailis said, grabbing three steadfast believers in her hands and stuffing them into the fallen purgatory."
The remaining six idle men who wanted to escape but had no way to escape were huddled in the corner. When they saw the demon starting to kill people, these six cried loudly, knelt down to Nailis, and begged: "We don't believe it. I don’t believe in that thing.”
"Spare me, I will never listen to him again..."
"You are the real scum." Nailis slapped her big hand, and the floor of the two-story building collapsed immediately. Six false believers were slapped to death by Nailis. She didn't even bother to care about the dirty souls of these people. .
"Master, let's go." Nailisi was angry, but couldn't tell the specific reason.
Salin nodded and asked Nailis to take the demons away from the village. He was also feeling emotional in his heart. Seeing the conversation between the demons and the believers, Salin understood that human beings were indeed once extremely glorious, but that was only in the past.
Now, the fragile and dirty side of human beings is revealed in his eyes, as well as the pitiful stupidity.
It's not human nature, it's just part of the human soul. When glory fades, baseness naturally arises. But Saleen was not disappointed. There are always human beings who refuse to surrender or fall.
For example, most magicians, even if the power of Mels Continent has been weakened to the extreme, the magicians have not betrayed their beliefs - the existence of magicians is to understand the reality of this world.
For mages, combat is only a very small part of life, and most of the time, mages spend their time experimenting, calculating, learning, and creating.
The collapsed small building was already at the end of the village. Salin followed the demon team out of the village. Looking back, he saw that the team on the hillside had finally moved and followed them at the same speed as his team.
Salin pointed to the collapsed building and said to the people around him: "Have you seen it? Even after the fall of Titan for many years, it is still very difficult for the Holy See to preach. In such a small village, most people still refuse to Believe their lies.”
Salin actually said this to himself, and in his mind, he already had a vague outline of the missionary methods and content of the Natural God Religion.
There will no longer be lies about gods creating the world, and everyone will have the opportunity to become a god.
Two hundred demons left from the road, and the farmers in the village gradually gathered around them. These villagers didn't know how to deal with the situation here. From the other side of the village, more than a hundred knights in golden armor rushed in.
These knights in golden armor all held lances more than four meters long. When they arrived at the entrance of the village, the knights dispersed. Half of them rushed into the fields, and the other half went straight to the collapsed white building.
When the villagers saw the knight in golden armor, before they could react, the knight in golden armor had already started killing.
"Those who blaspheme will die"
The Grand Inquisitor coldly issued the order for the massacre without giving any explanation. Many of these villagers witnessed the demon killing the priest and heard the conversation between the demon and the priest, which was detrimental to the rule of the Holy See.
The village was not small. The knights in golden armor chased the farmers in the farmland. Although they encountered counterattacks from one or two farming monsters and attacks from retired soldiers with hoes, they easily completed the task of the chief referee.
Such a village only has one or two swordsmen at most.
But the farmland was very large, and some farmers in the distance fled into the mountains. The chief referee looked coldly and took out a golden book. On the cover of this golden book was a big word.
There are no letters with such rigid lines in any writing on the continent of Mels, but this writing is from another dimension. The Grand Inquisitor opened the golden book, and the twelve adjudicators surrounded the Grand Inquisitor and began to recite prayers.
Huge black characters flew up, forming a huge cloud in the sky. Within the scope of the words, all life quickly withered. Several running farmers, as well as those hiding in caves and caves in their fields, all died quietly. The young judges saw the Grand Inquisitor put away the golden books and the sky lit up, and then they stopped chanting prayers.
The knights in golden armor returned to the team one by one, looking as indifferent as the chief referee. For them, the chief referee's orders only need to be carried out to the letter and cannot be questioned.
It doesn't matter why the farmer was killed.
"Let's go." The chief referee felt that Salin and others' team was too far away, so he picked up the horse's reins and chased westward.
The team of knights in golden armor quickly followed, and a blazing fire broke out in the village, burning everything to ashes. It's like this village never existed in this world.
It took a long time for the chief referee's team to leave, and then a short figure crawled out from the ruins. It was the child Gerges who was talking to Nailis.
Gerges climbed out of the ruins, his hands and feet were burned, but he didn't notice it.
Everything in the village was destroyed except for him. He was still holding the statue that Nailis gave him, a small demon statue. Now only half of it was left, and the lower half of the body was reduced to ashes. If it weren't for the protection of this statue, he would also die.
"Where's dad... where's mom?" Gerges didn't cry. He couldn't see his parents, so he didn't dare to cry at all.
No one would answer him. The Grand Inquisitor's magic was aimed at these villagers, but even the scavenging monsters flying in the sky were affected, and the field mice underground were not spared.
The sky was getting gloomy, the flames of the dilapidated houses were still not extinguished, and the air was hot. Gerges couldn't help but shed tears and walked step by step towards the outside of the village.
Between heaven and earth, he was the only child left, holding half of the statue tightly in his hand. M! ~!
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