[Two-legged bald rattlesnake] Ma Zola is high above, with a cold face.
There was no sympathy on his face that should belong to a bright and fair priest. He glanced at the commotion crowd and said indifferently: "The Holy See received a secret report that not long ago, during the battle of the stone bridge in Chambord, The most evil undead magic ever appeared in this world... I now suspect that these people have been tempted by demons, because I can feel a faint breath of undead from them... Children of God, don't try to doubt Father God Fairness... I assure you that the Holy See will definitely make the most fair verdict, as long as it is found out that they did not make a deal with the devil, I will personally send them out of the church."
This is the reason given by Mazola.
And it was this seemingly simple reason that instantly frightened the residents of Chambord City on both sides of the street. Some people who saw their relatives being pulled out and cried and begged in despair could not help but be stunned when they heard this, and dared not come out again. With a voice, his eyes were already full of despair and despair.
In the continent of Azeroth, no matter how prominent your status is, once you are considered by the Holy See to have ties with demons, it is tantamount to drawing an equal sign with the scythe of death. Prepared for a position.
This is not alarmist talk, there is an example of discoloration--Twenty years ago, Bruno, the powerful sixth-level emperor of the Turin Empire who was prominent on the continent of Azeroth, was talented and stunning, less than 50 years old. He was promoted to the peak of the moon-level powerhouse at the age of 11—the full moon-level powerhouse, and some people even predicted that Bruno would be able to advance to the day-level venerable with only one step, and the Turin Empire has millions of armored torrents under its command, and there are countless strong people , it can be said that it was dominant for a while, and no one dared to show its edge for more than ten years.
However, Bruno in his heyday suffered a catastrophe.
The reason is that at a certain banquet in the Holy See, Bruno, who was too arrogant, accidentally offended Pope Platini of the Holy See. The subordinate court [Judgement Knights] wiped out the Turin Empire from the mainland with powerful powerlessness, and Bruno himself, who was a super strong man, ended up in an even more miserable end—it is said that he was tied up in the holy mountain of the Holy See headquarters. On the stake of the sun god at the top of the stream peak, he was scorched with terrible magic flames for three full years before he died in endless pain.
Therefore, Ma Zola's simple words immediately made everyone feel ashamed and fell into despair, and those young girls who were pulled out by chains around their necks, their eyes went black and they fainted fell to the ground.
On both sides of the street, the crowd was silent.
Even the close relatives of the young girls and middle-aged people who were arrested did not dare to say a word at this time, and did not even dare to cry.
The power of the Holy See can be seen.
[Two-legged bald rattlesnake] Mazola is obviously satisfied with the effect he has caused.
He likes the atmosphere of being feared.
Mazola rubbed his beloved black staff in his hand, and looked around in a majestic manner, only to find that no one was looking at him, so he nodded triumphantly. The complexion and aggrievedness he had suffered finally made up for it at this moment, and he raised his eyebrows again.
However, just as he was about to turn around and go back into the gilded magic carriage—"Please wait a moment, my lord, I can testify that these people have nothing to do with the evil undead magic."
A crisp and pleasant voice suddenly rang in his ears, immediately destroying Ma Zola's hard-earned good mood.
Rattlesnake flew into a rage.
He suddenly turned around, pointed at the staff in his hand, and didn't even look at who was speaking. In an instant, a beam of bright white light with a destructive aura came from the purple gemstone inlaid on the top of the black staff that he couldn't put it down. It burst out, like a laser, and shot in the direction of the voice.
Holy See God Master Divine Art [Light Extinguishment].
The attack was fierce and there was no warning. This was obviously a one-hit kill.
There was an unstoppable exclamation on the street.
God Master Ma Zola didn't see who was speaking, other people could see clearly, everyone's face changed instantly, because this person who bravely stood up against great danger was none other than Alexander of Chambord. The king's future honorable queen, Angela, a kind girl who is as soft and lovely as ice and snow.
The bright white light with scorching temperature hit Angela's eyes in an instant, and already burned the girl's black hair flying in the evening wind... Seeing a peerless beautiful girl with snow-bone and ice muscles just because Just one word would kill me on the spot, and at this moment—clang!
A huge black sword with blue flames suddenly appeared out of thin air, and lay in front of Angela.
The hilt of the sword was held in a broad and powerful hand.
I saw the thick black sword trembling slightly, and the blue flame rippled layer after layer under the impact of the bright white light, and finally both of them disappeared.
The person who appeared in time was Frank Lampard, the former top player in Chambord.
"Presumptuous, how dare you attack Her Royal Highness, Master Ma Zola, are you deliberately provoking the confrontation between the Holy See and Chambord?"
Lampard holds the sword horizontally, the black sword body is as thick as a mountain, and the sky-blue water system fighting spirit is running wildly all over his body. His long fiery red hair breaks free from the entanglement of the linen bundle, and flutters in the air. Staring closely at Mazola standing on the pedal of the gilded carriage, he asked loudly.
"Oh, so it's His Royal Highness Angela... Excuse me for being rude."
At this time, Ma Zola finally saw who the person who contradicted him before was, but the future princess of a sixth-class subordinate country of a first-tier empire was still not in his eyes. Although he said a little sorry, no one would Can't see the slightest apologetic look on his face, he curled his lips indifferently, and said with a half-smile: "Lord Lampard, please put away your black soldiers, don't you want to ask the gods of the Holy See?" Master make a move?"
Lampard hesitated slightly.
After a pause for a while, he frowned, and suddenly turned the Black God Soldier in his hand into a ball of black light and inserted it back into the scabbard behind his back. However, his face was still full of anger, and his eyes swept across the several modified men on the ground with iron chains. The civilians of Chambord City who were drawn out asked angrily: "I don't know what crime these people have committed? Can the Holy See arrest people and do whatever they want?"
"Watch your words and deeds, Lord Lampard..."
Mazola was repeatedly contradicted and a little annoyed. He stood tall and shouted with a contemptuous expression: "Are you questioning the justice of God the Father? We have definite evidence that undead appeared in the previous battles in Chambord." Magic, I suspect it has something to do with these people, so I brought it back to the church to find out the truth... "
"But my lord, I have absolute evidence that none of the people you captured has anything to do with undead magic..."
[The two-legged bald rattlesnake] Before she finished speaking, she was interrupted by Angela's sudden voice. This beautiful girl was obviously frightened by the previous thrilling scene, her face was still pale, but her pure eyes The big crystal-like eyes were full of bravery. Looking at the pleading eyes of the young girls who were captured, Angela retorted firmly: "My lord, you just said that undead magic is It appeared during the battle on the stone bridge, but everyone in Chambord City can testify that none of the people who were captured had ever appeared on the stone bridge, so it was impossible for them to be on the stone bridge at that time. Undead magic has anything to do with it."
Angela's words caught the eyes of everyone in Chambord City.
"Yeah, they didn't leave the city at all. How could the undead magic on the stone bridge have anything to do with them?"
"Maybe it's the undead magic cast by those damn black bastards who attacked Chambord?"
"My lord, don't catch good people randomly!"
"His Highness Angela is right. Nelly and the others have absolutely nothing to do with undead magic..."
"That's right, Auntie Gu Li just gave birth to the baby less than a month ago, and she can't even lift a kitchen knife. How can she know undead magic!"
Hearing Angela's justification, the crowd on both sides of the street seemed to finally have the courage to tell the truth. They booed loudly, especially the relatives of those who were arrested, and hurriedly shouted for injustice. The scene was a little out of control look.
In fact, everyone understands the real reason why the Holy See arrested these people—those well-dressed middle-aged men were used as hostages to extort property from their families, while the other young and beautiful girls were actually given to the Holy See. The tools used by the gentlemen to vent their desires will be kept in captivity like slaves. In addition, they also have to clean the church and take care of the daily life of the Holy See personnel. Such methods have happened many times before. Of course, in the end Certainly some people will be burned to death at the stake for colluding with evil forces, and the "Aunt Guli" who was caught while still holding a child today is probably used in Mazzola's mind to burn to death to highlight the Holy See. Majestic bad luck.
Looking at the scene in front of him, on the pedal of the gilded carriage, the priest Ma Zola was a little choked up.
He didn't expect that a little girl's words would cause so many troubles, and those untouchables also started to boo, and his majesty was seriously challenged. When he thought of this, this vicious rattlesnake turned angrily. Evil grew in his heart, his expression changed, and he threatened fiercely: "The power of evil is always good at deceiving people's hearts and blinding the eyes of kind and ignorant people... Your Highness Angela, Lord Lampard, if you still don't get out of the way!" , will be recognized by the Holy See as an accomplice of undead magic, and there will be no mercy on the stake!"
After finishing speaking, Ma Zola didn't wait for the two of them to say anything else, and directly turned around and got into the gilded magic carriage.
Seeing this scene, the short and fat monk who was closest to Lampard and Angela shook the iron chain triumphantly: "Haha, please get out of the way! Otherwise... hehe!"
The last two words seemed full of menace in the face of this short and fat monk with a half-smile.
Lampard raised his eyebrows, and held the hilt of the Black God Soldier's sword with his big hand again.
He looked back at Angela with a questioning expression.
Angela's beautiful big eyes were filled with anxious tears.
The girl didn't know what to do for a while, her heart was burning like an ant. She knew that if she signaled Lampard to save people, it would bring disaster to Alexander, who was about to be officially crowned king, and the entire city of Chambord... But The kind girl couldn't bear to let her just let her innocent people be taken away by the Holy See.
Just at this moment—a warm and thick palm suddenly rested lightly on the girl's shoulders, and then the familiar magnetic voice rang in Angela's ears like the sound of heaven: "Teach me everything! "