Everyone was attacking, but no one noticed that there were two people standing in the corner.
Under the black cloak, the girl looked at everything with an extremely silent expression on her face.
But the black-haired knight standing next to her pulled an inexplicable arc from the corner of her lips, "Andrea, is this the Holy See and God you believe in?"
He said in a deep voice, "Abandon his disciples, is this the god you want to follow all your life?"
The evil in the man's tone was undisguised.
His blue eyes looked at those believers, with a completely indifferent look in his eyes, cold and without warmth.
Even with a hint of imperceptible sarcasm.
"Raphael, what exactly do you want to do?" Shen Mubai had an ominous premonition, she looked towards the knight, and pursed her lips slightly.
The knight smiled at her, "Aren't the so-called gods used to pull down the altar?"
Shen Mubai was greatly shocked in her heart, she looked at him in disbelief, "Rafael, are you crazy?"
That is the God of Light,
However, in the eyes of the knight, the girl's reaction made the darkness in his heart grow wilder. He smiled handsomely, "Andrea, as I said, I want you to see it with your own eyes..."
"The god you admired fell before you."
… .
Shen Mubai doesn't think the hero can beat the God of Light.
Leaving aside whether the God of Light will come down, even if Raphael is a golden dragon, the strength of his blood makes him powerful, but for the gods, it is nothing more than that.
But in her heart, she didn't know why she felt flustered.
It was as if the things Raphael said would become facts.
When she heard the voices of those believers, her heart sank little by little.
Especially the look on Raphael's face, he was sure that the God of Light would definitely appear in front of him.
The act of kissing is so possessive that it seems to rub oneself into the flesh and blood.
The girl wept under the knight.
… .
The undead and monsters have already broken in, and everyone panicked and screamed.
The people in the Holy See are shouting loudly, they have no time to take care of other things, including the saint who disappeared some time ago.
A look of despair appeared on the faces of the believers.
What's even more ironic is that those nobles are even looking for them to be scapegoats.
There was a faint scarlet in the eyes of the believers, and they fought back desperately.
No one would have imagined that the Ximodo continent, which had been peaceful for thousands of years, would now face a huge crisis of survival.
The cries of the women and children were gradually covered, and everyone was fleeing, seeking the protection of the magicians.
The priests became embarrassed in front of the monsters and undead.
The sky was stained with a dull color, but no one paid attention to it.
The Idol of Light in the main shrine collapsed beyond repair.
The pope and the twelve priests kept receiving the latest news, their faces ashen.
They couldn't contact the God of Light, and despair spread in their hearts.
Could it be that the survival of the Ximodo continent is because of their mistakes over the years
Even their gods will abandon them.
… .
No one can stop the undead and monsters, they show their ugly original form, rampant and insane.
A large number of believers in the city who belonged to the God of Light were killed.
"Lord God of Light." Someone fell into a pool of blood, spit out these words full of hope and prayer.
In the end, his eyes gradually dimmed, and he opened a pair of godless eyes, looking at the dark sky.
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