The holy mountain under the morning sun looks more and more holy, and sitting at the end of the road on the holy mountain, Yiyeta under the bell tower is like a god descending. On both sides of him are his subordinates, who are kneeling on the ground facing him at the moment. While reciting "Speaking of God", in the mountains far away, on the "Road to Heaven", countless believers walked forward step by step, kneeling as if on a pilgrimage.
Iyeta felt very comfortable at this time, a comfort he had never felt for hundreds of years; squinting slightly, under the warm morning sun, the former head of the Inquisition and the current pope, who ordinary people could not The way of understanding expresses his heart—like the chair under him, which only appeared here when he became the Pope, and it was also the first time he sat here; and everyone’s first general It is so meaningful and memorable.
Especially when countless people were kneeling on the ground, a more special feeling rose from the heart of the current Pope, and he felt intoxicated——
This is just the beginning, a great starting point, after that, I will rule the entire Lolante!
Iyeta's truest thoughts emerged from the bottom of his heart. If he had hesitated or restrained before yesterday, but at this moment, after he had fulfilled his young wish, Iyeta thought he could Possessing such an idea may be called ambition.
Look at you old man!
I will do what you will never be able to do!
After making such an oath, Iyeta frowned subconsciously when he thought of the appearance of an old guy who would 'sway' the entire mountain after death.
"Your Majesty. What can you do?"
Zola, who had once visited Shark, the headquarters of the demon hunters, as an envoy, crawled two steps up to Iyeta. Asked in a low voice—the newly promoted archbishop in red at the time became the Pope with the enthronement of his loyal lord, and his position is already as stable as Mount Tai. Those rumors have already disappeared without a trace after yesterday's enthronement ; and those who in his opinion are obsessed with obsession, all entered the Inquisition, where there will naturally be people who understand to serve them.
Of course. If possible, he really wanted to throw all these guys who were rude to him and His Majesty the Pope in the past into the Holy Prison, but there is really not a place where a cardinal can set foot—not just him, Even the adults he is loyal to can do nothing there; although there is nominally obeying the orders of the Holy See. But in fact, it is already independent; even if it is still on the mountain of God, it is the same in the depths of the Inquisition.
However, he believes that with the full power of the lord he is loyal to, sooner or later, there will need to return to the Holy See again.
And before that, or what he has always needed to do. It is waiting, and offering all my loyalty to the adults in front of me.
"It's nothing, after the morning prayer is over, clean the road from the inner hall to the foot of the mountain!"
"Yes, Your Majesty!"
Affirmative answer. Zola fell to the ground respectfully—this was not a difficult task for him, although the cleaning of the mountain was on the seventh day of every month. The days after the high mass, however, did not mean that he would ask questions; at this moment, Zola's heart had already been made clear.
Everything the lord ordered was everything he needed to do; and questions were not included.
"Your Majesty, those families have sent messages through churches everywhere and need our support!"
After Zola retreated into the column, a man who was also dressed as a cardinal said—this is a tall man with an ordinary appearance, even the cardinal's robe can't hide his muscular figure ;At this moment, in that ordinary appearance, there is a trace of solemnity; giving people a feeling that even if it is ordinary, it cannot be ignored.
"It's only the second day, right? Are they too impatient? Or do they think we are idiots?"
Iyeta couldn't help sneering, his words were very blunt, but they convinced everyone who was crawling below - no one present, including Iyeta, was a fool; The matter in my heart is almost like a mirror; not only is it clear, but it is also clear; after all, the cause of the matter was planned by them under the leadership of the adult in front of them.
For that plan to achieve such an effect, each of them is very happy - although there are some gaps from the original purpose, but it has achieved better results, which is enough; as for the others? Do they still need scruples or worries
Let's fight, let's fight, after the chaos is a pot of porridge, it's time for us to appear on the stage!
This is the truest thought in the minds of everyone in the Holy See present—and it is really normal for all subordinates or those who were originally Iyeta's subordinates to have such thoughts; it is strange not to have such thoughts yes.
"Your Majesty, do you need to teach them a lesson?"
When the ordinary-looking archbishop in red clothes said such words, the solemnity on his face did not decrease in the slightest; however, Iyeta would not be infected by the expression shown by the other party. Sitting in the chair, he directly With a wave of his hand, he said very simply: "No, even a dog needs a bone; I don't want to wave the whip before giving the bone, and then make these dogs run away with their tails between their legs; after all, What we need is a group of loyal dogs, not lost dogs!"
"Anwar, go and inform the churches everywhere and let them support it! No reason is needed, as long as it is supported!"
"Yes, Your Majesty!"
The archbishop in red with an ordinary face named Anwar replied respectfully; then, he paused and said: "The holy knight who hunted down Shaker's dragon failed!"
"Failed? How did you fail?"
Iyeta froze for a moment, then immediately returned to normal and asked calmly.
"Cut by sharp blades, burned by flames, the battle ended in almost two or three minutes, and no one survived!"
Cardinal Anwar. Briefly describe what happened to the pseudo-sacred knights outside the suburbs of Dude; and such an explanation. Although it is very brief, it is enough to attract people's attention; although the people who were prostrate on the ground did not whisper to each other, the unnatural twisting of their bodies is enough to explain their hearts at the moment.
As for the holy knights created by their lord, each of them has seen it before - although there is a big gap with the holy knights that disappeared in the long river of history, the quantity makes up for the quality. This newborn holy knight order is definitely not to be underestimated, especially after some skeptical people tried it, its ability has been affirmed.
Iyeta is not a 'dictator', on the contrary, he will give all those who follow him a sense of 'the master', the most basic thing is that he will express his own opinion when facing problems. Then let everyone express their opinions, and finally use a fact to prove what should be done-although it turns out that Iyeta's opinion still has to be chosen in the end, but at that time, no one will have any objections.
However, after a long time. People who surrendered to Iyeta have developed a bad habit-they no longer express their own opinions, but just wait for Iyeta to make a decision; because, every time Iyeta is correct, Even if they made a speech. It is also wrong, it is better to choose the final correct speech.
This may be Iyeta's ultimate goal. Moreover, he didn't feel anything wrong, just like at this moment—Iyeta glanced at the surrounding commotion, and lightly patted the armrest connected to the back of the chair—after a 'snap', everyone recovered After returning to normal, they were listening; Iyeta withdrew his gaze in satisfaction, and then he asked again: "The burning of the flame? What kind of flame? Is it the Blanc type?"
Iyeta still has considerable confidence in the holy knights he built. At least, he doesn't think ordinary flames can damage that armor-in fact, that armor, except for the limited damage that the holy flame can cause, Ordinary flame talent apostles, even after reaching the solar level, it is extremely difficult to break through that set of armor; without long-term burning, it is simply impossible.
But now the battle ended within two or three minutes, which made one of his old opponents involuntarily appear in Iyeta's mind: Blank, the tower master of the holy object—for this old opponent , Iyeta's resentment is not much less than that of Old John and Old Ward. After all, if it weren't for the other party, how could the Holy See lose such a big face? Even Old John and Old Ward are just individuals. Just a bird in a cage.
"It's similar to that of the tower master of the Tower of Sacred Objects, but it's different! According to the news sent back, the burning of that kind of flame has the ability to spread quite quickly. As long as they are in contact with each other, three hundred holy knights can be covered in one breath. , and then the result of the battle has been determined!" Anwar recalled the photos he saw, and he had already described the scene and summarized it with his own experience, and then, based on his own memories, he put forward his own guess: "And that People, the flames used in Shenshan are a bit similar!"
"What, what!"
Immediately there was a burst of exclamation on the field, even if Iyeta was there, these people could not suppress their voices—for that person, they were too fresh in their memories; it was like a nightmare when returning to a dream at midnight, From time to time, they visited their dreams, and even the most devout prayers could not calm their fears. On their pale faces, there were only painful memories that could not be thought about.
On that day, the sky was dark, and the figures of one person and one sword had already been magnified countless times. In the golden pupils, there were still the same flames—the flames were raging, and the blades were cracked; On both sides, and in front of the cathedral, there are mountains of corpses and seas of blood.
All people from the archbishop and above started to fight, and then except for a few, all died!
That person's name was banned by the Holy See, and everyone called him 'that person'—and outside, he had another title: Juggernaut, the Juggernaut of Lorant!
Snapped!
Iyeta slapped the armrest again; however, this time the force was many times stronger, and the sound almost echoed under the entire bell tower.
"His Majesty!"
All the people prostrate on the ground shouted at the same time.
"Your fear is your shame! You are the people of God, under the glory of God. Your honor will allow you to ascend to heaven forever!" Iyeta counted with her face sinking. Those who were prostrate in front of him lowered their heads even lower, almost touching the ground; but each of them dared to raise their heads a little.
"Yes, Your Majesty!"
The unified answer did not give Iyeta a sense of satisfaction before. After he snorted coldly, he continued to look at Anwar and asked, "How effective is the arrest warrant?"
“Very nice!”
Anwar was also among the prostrate crowd. But the solemnity on this face always makes people divide it into an extra side, especially when everything is chilling like this, it has an extraordinary expression, even if Iyeta Knowing that Anwar was born like this, he couldn't help calming down his angry heart. He listened to Anwar's report quietly.
"There are some solar-level hidden in various places. Most of them are just about to move, but some existences above the solar-level are still missing! However, with the spread of such information, it is only a matter of time before they show up !"
Anwar's word for word answer made Iyeta feel a little better. Therefore, he said something that is secret to the existence of the solar level and below, but it is something secret to people in the legendary realm: "Those guys, all of them have huddled to the bridge of the other side, and they want to wait until they Come out. I don’t know what year and month! However, these troubles are enough for that guy to have a headache!"
"Hmph. Kill, kill, one day you will become a lost dog"
With a cold snort again, Iyeta said so, and when he said this, a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, this smile is so proud - after all, there was no teacher in that year A plan carried out on one's body is the same carried out on one's body!
However, this smug smile froze and froze in the next moment—
boom!
In the distance, out of sight, an extremely bright sword light flashed past.
The thick, thick, oppressive, and cutting everything-cutting saber energy still lingers across such a distance, and the remaining trace, although unusually dim, has crossed such a distance and rushed straight to the mountain. , where Iyeta did.
"Escort!"
Countless people who were prostrate on the ground shouted and jumped up immediately, blocking the trace of saber energy.
After that, bloody flowers flew, and the body was broken in two.
The extremely bleak saber aura was still so bleak, but it didn't stay in the slightest; just when the people in the Holy See were still trying to stop the saber aura, Iyeta shouted: "Get out of the way!"
The left half of the body withered away at a speed visible to the naked eye, and the outstretched fist was more like the claws of a skeleton; but the right half was as smooth as usual, like a baby.
Click!
A trace of saber air collided with the skeleton-like claws; unexpectedly, there was no deafening explosion, but a small, inaudible sound; after that, everything disappeared without a trace Trace—the gloomy saber energy is gone, and Iyeta's whole body has returned to normal.
"Your Majesty, the divine power is mighty!"
The people in the Holy See prostrated themselves on the ground again, shouting loudly; therefore, they did not see that on Iyeta's left palm, which had been gathered into the sleeve and returned to normal, a small wound less than an inch was dripping out. A trace of blood.
Iyeta sat upright in the chair, raised her head and stared at the distance, as if to echo this gaze, after a burst of clouds and mist spread there, a huge figure that could be clearly seen even here, Spreading its wings and raising its head, it let out bursts of dragon chant—
Roar!
The airflow hit the ground, and the roar made the praying believers turn their heads in astonishment, and then they were brought to the ground by the sudden airflow.
Boom! Boom! Boom!
The big bell on the bell tower rang in the strong air current; while under the bell tower, Iyeta stared with a frown, while the faces of the rest of the Holy See were frightened, restless, or simply called out by the Great God——
"It's that man, he's here! He's here again!"
boom!
Before the voice fell, the people who shouted were blown into a puddle of minced meat. Iyeta withdrew her right palm and said coldly: "It's useless! Hmph, that's just the dragon of Shaker, not his. teacher!"
Then, after the current pope glanced around again, he said: "Anwar, Zola, bring the Holy Knights and go to capture the dragon of Shaker!"
"Yes, Your Majesty!"
Without any hesitation, the two cardinals replied respectfully.
…
In the Radiant Canyon, Ye Qi stood there panting with Yan Mo Dao as a fulcrum. He raised his head and looked at the Radiant Canyon, which was almost doubled in size, with a confused face—after using the bloodline specialty [Dragon Language Surging] ], he tried again. When he used [Sun Wings] for the first time, the feeling of physical strength being drawn was even stronger; after all, he did not have the legendary physique and the support of many specialties before. .
After moving his footsteps, Ye Qi picked up Yan Mo Dao again, and looked at the opposite side—the unknown phantom, who had walked from a position of thirty yards away to less than five yards in front of him, and the other party raised his hand. He raised his left hand, which was not holding the sword, and moved forward slightly.
"The victor, the glory!"
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