Power Raphael.
The new Pope used the power of hallucinations to confuse reality and illusion, and constantly eroded the Evangelical Church. In the end, he usurped the throne. Perhaps it was fate that on this same night of the Holy Visitation, Anthony, as a loyal follower of the new Pope, also embarked on the same path.
Under the pressure of the resurrected corpses, the Templar Knights were defeated. Fear and erosion affected their minds and tried to drag them into the darkness. At this time, a savior was needed to stand up and become the spiritual pillar of everyone.
The new Pope, Seny Lothair, is the spiritual pillar and the savior, and everyone is calling for his coming.
But Anthony was different from them. As the only person who knew the truth, he knew very well what happened to Seny Lothair. No matter how devoutly they prayed, the new Pope could no longer respond to them.
He felt that this wasn't supposed to be like this... nothing was supposed to be like this.
Devout faith should be rewarded, and sacrifices of blood and iron should get what they deserve. If the so-called God does not exist, then it is Anthony who should respond to them.
This is the final performance. The secret blood has broken through the critical point. Anthony's body begins to deform. His body is like an angry beast, and his scarlet flesh is tense. But all this is covered by the illusion created by power. He is covered with a smooth robe, and in people's eyes he is like a burning torch.
The power has been extended to the limit. This would be a gentle deception, deceiving everyone into the beautiful dream woven by Anthony.
"go ahead!"
Anthony swung his sword, and the witchers who followed him attacked again. As elite troops, the witchers' extraordinary power once again gave the Templars confidence. Fireworks intertwined, and armor collided with each other.
Just as it was carved on the gate of heaven, burning angels and bloodthirsty demons fought each other, steel brutally tore through the flesh and cut off all the tangled red lines.
Anthony walked forward, held up the flag in one hand and waved it vigorously.
"Defend the Kingdom of Heaven!"
He shouted, and with every roar he felt a burning sensation in his internal organs. The secret blood eroded his will and corrupted his spirit, but he knew that this was not the time to stop.
Anthony strode forward and cleared the way. There was no need to hide anything at this time. He was the savior and the fire that burned away the darkness.
The holy fire ignited from under his body, lighting the sword and flag in his hands. He moved forward with the scorching sun on his back, holding high the torch that illuminated everything.
This was a scene that seemed to appear only in mythology. In the hazy illusion, in the eyes of the Knights Templar, the new Pope advanced with a loud voice, the holy fireworks were in his control, and he led thousands of troops, and the powerful enemies he encountered fell apart.
Most of the Templar Knights found it difficult to understand what was happening in front of them, such as these damned demons and the even more troublesome resurrected corpses. To them, this was more like the overlap of nightmare and reality. Unknowingly, they had come to another world.
This world is full of extraordinary power. The common sense of human cognition is completely broken, turning into a blur of strange things.
In such a world, it is extremely difficult to maintain rational thinking, but now that the new Pope has descended from the sky, they no longer need to worry too much. They just need to follow the light and tear apart the enemies along the way. Everything else can be explained by God's response.