Yang Hao just looked at Nia like this, and Nia also looked at Yang Hao's eyes meaningfully.
“I hope you can keep your promise…”
She had actually seen through Yang Hao's thoughts, but it was true that Isgard was in great need of magic power now. Even if they would become addicted to it later, they needed magic power now! And a lot of it!
As for how to solve the problem of magic addiction in the future? How to solve the problem of the United Nations monopolizing magic? That couldn't be simpler...
All we have to do is wait for His Majesty Yang Hao to come to Isgard on a business trip and let him establish an "indelible" relationship with Isgard.
Nia has already figured out Yang Hao's character—he will be ruthless to outsiders, but when facing "his own people", doesn't he still curse harshly, but his heart is as soft as cotton candy
(When the time comes, we just need to give Margarita some trouble... Phew, I don't believe it. When Margarita is pregnant with your baby, you will still try to trick us?!)
Beneath the black dragon's calm face, there are huge waves.
Yang Hao suddenly felt a chill in his tailbone, and he felt as if someone was staring at him...
As they smiled at each other and made a promise, the ranger observing on top of the airship said that they had seen traces of the believers' army.
The army, which consisted of peasants and a small number of priests, would probably arrive at the vicinity of the "fire site" before noon, but what was worrying was that there seemed to be something strange hovering over the heads of those believers...
Yang Hao and the others looked at each other, and used magic to look directly in the direction the rangers said.
What they saw were poor but fanatical peasants and a group of low-level priests who kept making the sign of the cross on their chests.
Above their heads, there were “skeleton angels” who seemed to be chanting hymns with weapons in their hands, and there was also a thin golden line that seemed to extend towards the diocese of St. Petersburg.
Although the God of Light cannot descend directly, he has ordered his "angels" to come to support... right
Looking at the fanatical believers under the Skeleton Angel, Yang Hao knew that this battle would be able to completely annihilate this group of fanatics, instead of worrying about them escaping and becoming bandits.
Chapter 3: The Cremation Incident in Skool County (Part 1) - 8K
On the morning of April 17, when the army of believers composed of border residents arrived at the mountains on the edge of the Skull Territory under the guidance of angels descended from the sky, all of them stopped on the top of the mountain and halfway up the mountain.
Amid the fanatical cheers of the low-level priests, they knelt devoutly on the ground, constantly worshipping the bare mountains in the distance and the dilapidated churches on the mountains.
The revelation given to them by the God of Light said that buried beneath the church was the ugliest devil in the world, an evil soul who made a living by deceiving others.
In order to help the people fight against the evil soul, the great God of Light ordered his angels to guide the believers who were eager to change Roman's current situation to victory.
The believers saw with their own eyes that these angels stood up from the ground, grew wings wrapped in golden light, and slowly flew into the sky while chanting hymns.
Although they initially seemed to be the corpses of warriors left exposed in the wilderness, the believers understood their true nature after the priests' interpretation.
“They are actually people who have completed the mission of the God of Light! The reason they fell to the ground is only because their souls have gone to heaven to enjoy countless honey and milk, countless fresh meat and happiness!
Now, they have returned to reality under God's command, and use their blessed bodies to guide us in the direction of progress! They are the role models of our generation and the banners of our Lord! "
They are the devout believers who are called by the God of Light to go to heaven! They are the saints who, after enjoying countless happiness and glory in heaven, are willing to return to reality and lead us to heaven!
At that time, almost all the believers knelt on the ground with tears in their eyes and prayed to the angels.
For these believers, "heaven" can be said to be the greatest ideal goal in their lives.
Especially for some believers who have completely lost their property and relatives, "heaven" is the final meaning of their life.
Under the worship of the believers, the angels began to sing hymns praising the God of Light.
Under the leadership of the angels, the morale of the believers was high, and they finally arrived at the Skool Territory in a nearly perfect state.
If we ignore the fact that they are just a group of farmers, perhaps others would mistakenly think that this spirited group of people is an elite army from afar
However, even for a troop with such a high spirit, before moving in the direction of divine revelation, they still need to receive mass and prayers from the priests, so that they can ascend to heaven after dying for the God of Light and have the God of Light forgive all their sins.
"As long as we can, under the leadership of the angels of the God of Light, solve the culprit that has plunged the Roman Empire into chaos, then even if each of us has committed heinous crimes, the God of Light will promise us that we will enter heaven after death, and he will forgive all our sins!"
The border priests holding the holy book gave passionate speeches, and the angels above their heads continued to chant hymns.
Amid the outrage and with all the believers full of anticipation for "heaven", no one noticed the rotten flesh gradually falling from the angel's body, and no one noticed the bustling crowd on the distant hilltop.
They shouted "Long live the God of Light!" and worshipped the ground with enthusiasm. They imagined that as long as they solved the problem of Skool Territory, they would be forgiven for their murder, cannibalism, and other worse crimes.
Especially for those who want to go to heaven but refuse to die, they desperately need a support so that they can gain a place in life amidst the suffocating guilt.
The angels floating in the sky sang hymns to praise the believers' spontaneous prayers. They hovered over the heads of several of the most emotional believers, and put on the golden illusory crowns of thorns for them. Then, they rose high into the sky again amid the cheers of the believers. Indistinctly, the sound of a powerful being relaxing seemed to come from somewhere.
The God of Light seemed to be observing everything that happened here through the eyes of an angel—
On the invisible airship, Yang Hao looked thoughtfully at the faint golden lines on the angels' heads. At this moment, Fen, who was standing beside him, pushed his side and said that the believers were making a move.
Yang Hao looked in the direction Fen pointed and found that the believers had indeed performed another kneeling ceremony, and then stood up devoutly amid the hoarse roar of the pastor.
The believers of the God of Light, encouraged by the priest, shouted wildly for battle. After getting up from the ground, they held high all kinds of farm tools in their hands and marched forward in a dense and undisciplined team. When they were marching towards the sanctuary church, the dense ranks of the believers almost caused a stampede.
If they hadn't started fighting yet, they would have suffered heavy casualties in the fanatical march, right
Two hundred soldiers from the United Nations were staring at everything in front of them in amazement from the temporary machine gun position built in front of the church.
They really didn't know what these Romans were thinking. Being led by "angels" who were clearly rotten corpses, and spontaneously abandoning all their knowledge and humanity, is this really something that humans can do
"I remember that the 'light' our ancestors believed in was not like this, right?" A Bayerjans smacked his lips. "It is said that 'light' will bless us as long as we have hope in our hearts, and there will be no scary corpse angels around Him to show His authority... But what is going on
Those Romans... they betrayed us and took away our holy city, but haven't they made any progress in the past thousand years?!"
The Bayezids were angry at what the Romans, the traitors, had done in the past, but they were even more angry at the fact that after the Romans betrayed them and took away their holy city, they seemed to be useless and even regressing in civilization.
The elves simply shrugged and said there would be time to discuss this later - for now, they just had to focus...
To attract the attention of the believers, to make oneself look "weak" and "harmless", and more importantly, to arouse their anger without making them timid...
To be honest, this seems a bit difficult. But after thinking about it carefully, if we just fire a few shots and then stop firing, wouldn't we achieve the goal of angering the enemy without causing them to retreat
The commander of the United Nations seemed to be thinking about something, and then he ordered his soldiers to be ready to shoot. After making sure that the enemy had entered the target range, he signaled the machine gunner to open fire at the first few farmers in the believers' army.
Bang bang bang!
Accompanied by a hasty short burst of fire, the bullets fired from the position of the sanctuary church pierced through the bodies of the fanatical but pale and thin farmers without any suspense.
The 12.7×108mm caliber bullets not only tore apart the bodies in the front, but also tore apart the corpses of the enemies in the back as if nothing had happened. After piercing through about twenty people, the bullets stopped because they lost energy.
The United Nations had never expected that the formation of the believers' army would be so dense.
Yang Hao and the others on the airship, who had already prepared for this, turned grim when they noticed that the believers suddenly stopped.
"Oh no?! I forgot! The Romans simply can't have the same fighting spirit as the enemies we encountered before... How could I forget that most of the Romans are so fragile that they can't withstand even the slightest blow?!"
Yang Hao slapped his head in regret. Looking at the vanguard of the believers' army that had stopped advancing, and then at the Romans who were shrinking back in fear, he admitted that there were some minor problems with his plan.
The problem is that Yang Hao seems to have overestimated the fighting spirit of the believers' army.
No matter how devout the faith of the believers of the God of Light on the border is, there are basically no "warriors" or "professional mercenaries" among them, and there may even be very few guys who serve as city defense soldiers.
In this case, the believers gained faith and short-term fanaticism much faster than Yang Hao imagined, but they also collapsed faster than Yang Hao imagined! After all, in the final analysis, this is a group of refugees who have never really experienced war!
He went to the battlefield with great enthusiasm, but before he had taken a few steps, his companions were torn into countless pieces by invisible weapons.
There were screams and cries everywhere, the strong smell of blood irritated the nose, and there was not even an officer to maintain order—
In this situation, even soldiers who have undergone brutal training are likely to lose their morale, let alone a group of fanatical refugees
Yang Hao's mistake was that he regarded these refugees as enemies of the same level as the "Church Guards" or "Redemption Army"—
But the latter two at worst have a large number of hooligans as the basic force to maintain order, the former... what else does it have besides those border priests? Are you considering those angels? !
"Damn it... Can we only hope that those angels can boost the morale of the believers so that they will fall into the trap?! Stop the ground troops firing immediately!
We can't fight any more. If we let them lie dormant in the surrounding woods, it will be troublesome for our future plans... Stop the fire now!"
Yang Hao really could only place his hope on the angel of the God of Light - this was the first time he hoped that the enemy's will could be stronger, and this was the first time he had ever experienced such an emotion!
While the United Nations was busy adjusting its strategy and stopping the firing on the ground, all the believers on the believer's army were in chaos because of the sudden attack.
If it's arrows, they hold their heads high. If it's magic, they'll be terrified but will move forward—
But what is going on
Accompanied by a series of sharp and crisp sounds, the companions around him suddenly and inexplicably turned into a pile of minced meat. Not only was their death meaningless, but they didn't even know what happened when they died.
That invisible force retained its killing power even after penetrating several people.
The wounded man hugged his stumps and screamed miserably, while his companions around him were at a loss as to what to do.
Should they advance or retreat? Will they still be shot at while retreating? If so, it would be better to keep going forward rather than being a target!
But even if we continue to charge forward, who will attract the enemy's attack? Who will be the next scapegoat? Why does the God of Light give us tribulations instead of gifts? Why
The enthusiasm that the believers had just raised disappeared. In the face of death, these fanatical but unprofessional believers began to doubt the purpose of their advancement.
But at this moment, the believers fell silent as an angel slowly descended, chanting hymns, and then in front of all of them, stroked the remaining flesh of the deceased and pieced it back together.
They just watched the angels perform actions that mortals could not understand, while the border priests screamed in ecstasy:
"Angels—angels are praying for the dead! Leading their souls to heaven! Look! Look at the golden threads on their heads!
They point to the parish, to the direction of the holy city, and to the direction of heaven! Every brave believer will go to heaven with the help of angels after death! And those cowardly cowards will be despised and spit on!
So don’t be discouraged! Even if we die, we can still enjoy wealth and glory in heaven, so why should we be afraid of death now? ! "
The border priests holding incense burners stood at the front. After the angels took off again, they looked at the bodies of the dead on the ground.
Look, what a beautiful body! The priests were amazed. In their eyes, the bones that were stitched together by the angels were blooming with happy and perfect smiles.
These brave believers have the right to go to heaven without even feeling the slightest pain when they die. How can we not be envious and happy about this? !
The souls of these dead have ascended to heaven, so their bodies have naturally become sacred "relics".
Just like the crosses hanging on their chests - as long as the shell is taken apart, perhaps the God of Light will further ensure the success of their "divine revelation" this time
Talking without doing is not the character of a believer of the Church of Light - under the stunned gaze of the people of the United Nations in the distance, the priest smashed the stitched corpse with the scepter in his hand.
Amid the spurting of blood, every believer was overjoyed, simply because they saw the bodies of those who ascended to heaven emitting a faint golden light: this was undoubtedly the best evidence of being blessed by the God of Light!
"Everyone has a share, everyone has a share!"
The priest shouted at the top of his voice, but how could he divide the food among tens of thousands of people so that everyone could get a piece of flesh, blood or hair
Naturally, trampling occurred. Every believer was eager to squeeze forward to obtain the honor of the body blessed by the God of Light. No one wanted to let the latecomers have the opportunity to share a piece of the pie. Everyone was trampling on the bodies of fellow believers. Amid the cries of pain drowned out by the crowd, one life after another was trampled into the mud and disappeared.
The casualties caused by the ongoing trampling incident are even greater and more tragic than those caused by the decoy shooting carried out by the United Nations.
Every citizen of the United Nations could not understand what the believers in the parish were thinking, but they did understand that the bodies that were stitched together by the "angels" were supposed to become the next "angel"...
In the end, it was torn down by a group of ignorant believers? They even tore down the bodies of their own people who had worked so hard to put together? And it seemed like they were planning to take a piece of flesh and blood from everyone? What on earth was going on
Is it this world that is crazy, or are it just those brain-sick Romans who are crazy
Both the elves and humans looked at each other in bewilderment. On the airship, the black dragon of Ishugard, who had never seen the world, covered his mouth with his hand when he saw this.
Yang Hao and the others were already used to it. After all, the Romans had already divided human flesh into different grades, and now it was normal to just dismantle the corpse and use it as a cross or something.
However, considering his ally's fear, Yang Hao took out a handkerchief from his arms and handed it to Nia - under the gazes of his two wives and Naluga, who seemed somewhat unhappy for some reason.
"For the time being, if you can't help it, drink some water to calm down, okay?" Yang Hao wiped the cold sweat off Nia's face with a handkerchief, and after indicating that she should do the next part herself, he handed his handkerchief to her: "This is actually a very normal thing in the Roman Empire... You don't know, when we fought with the diocese in the north, they even used people as military rations..."
"It's a pity that you could lead this barbaric country to the day of developing a steam power plant..." Nia retched a few times and quickly wiped the liquid from the corner of her mouth with a handkerchief: "I can't wait to go down and give them a lesson, so that they know what civilized people are... Ugh... Are they... Are they starting to squeeze out the shit in their intestines? No... What kind of opponent are we facing?! Isn't it too much to "make the best use of everything" like this? !"
The envoy of Isgard was at a loss. As for Yang Hao and others, although they were disgusted for a while, they were generally relaxed.
After all, the various evil deeds of the believers' army meant that their morale had returned to its peak, and their "fire scene" trap plan could continue - but then again, the parish was really too outrageous...
In order to prevent the Church of Light from corrupting their country in the future... After saving the "Light", they really have to get rid of the Roman Diocese before considering solving the problems of the Ice Disaster and Roman
Yang Hao was thinking about something.
And in the army of believers.
After the priests spat the fresh blood of the saint's remains on their faces, they stood on a large stone holding incense burners, surrounded by angels and enveloped by the clear smoke from the incense burners, and shouted:
“Brothers and sisters! In fact, our enemies of God’s revelation are only as weak as a candle in the wind! If they can really kill us with the devil’s weapons at any time, why don’t they do it now and kill us, the spokespersons of God who are chanting hymns in the sky, immediately!
There is only one reason - they themselves are unable to carry out multiple designs in a row!
The last round of attacks might be their last reserve! So as long as we rush forward with faith and reach the church, victory will naturally belong to us!
Brothers and sisters! Fellow believers! Don’t be afraid of death—even if we die, we can go to heaven, so why can’t we make more use of our remaining energy before we die? !
The God of Light is watching us! The God of Light loves us! So, let us charge for the sake of Revelation, for Roman, and for the sake of the God of Light! ! "
Accompanied by the pastor's wild shouts, the army of believers regrouped and began their noisy march forward again.
This time their hearts were filled with fanatical faith, especially after the angels performed the miracle of "leading people into heaven and becoming holy", almost every believer was no longer afraid of death and completely turned into monsters who would do anything for their faith.
The soldiers of the United Nations on the ground breathed a sigh of relief: because this meant that their trap plan could proceed normally. But seeing how fanatical the believers were, even the calmest commander couldn't help but order the machine gunner to fire a few more shots -
After all, what those believers did was beyond the limits of the Bayerjans' imagination. If he didn't let himself vent his anger before they entered the trap area, he might have a heart attack.