Near the Holy See, in a quiet manor pasture, several peasants were picking up forage for their war horses. They work hard every day in exchange for some dry food to solve the problem of food and clothing for themselves and their families.

As soon as they wake up, they need to start working and stay until late to rest. They were brutally exploited and dedicated their lives to the owners of this pasture.

This estate belongs to the nearby papal property, which is directly administered by the papal see, and the taxes paid are also "offerings to the gods".

Every farmer who works here is a devout believer who lives in this world and believes that the gods can save them in the afterlife.

"May my work be known to God...... a farmer prayed softly as he grabbed a handful of straw and cut it with a sickle.

The other farmer who worked with him did not say a word, but in fact he prayed in his heart, praying that he would exchange his life's hard work for the glory and wealth of his life.

They also wanted to be like the archbishops, dressed in splendid costumes, representing the gods, enjoying fine food, and living in such opulent rooms.

"Hey! Look! What's that over there! In the distance, a peasant who had taken off his straw hat pointed to the sky and shouted in a voice of astonishment: "Look! ”

On the meadow, the farmers at work stood up straight, their hands on their foreheads, and their eyes squinted at the distant sky.

Then they saw some small black dots, silently approaching where they were.

At first, everyone thought that the farmer was making a big fuss and screaming about a flock of birds as something.

But then the farmers, who were accustomed to seeing birds, realized that these things were not birds, but something bigger.

Because not only did they not see the black dots flapping their wings, but they also saw the black dots enlarge rapidly, and they were much larger than ordinary birds.

Soon, the black thing was so big that it shocked the peasants, who looked up at the black weapons that were about to graze over their heads, and saw that they were one after another in black robes!

It's no joke! Grow so big? Are they, the peasants? It's the first time I've seen someone fly into the sky!

Do you know that this is not Iran Hill, here in the sky? There are no flying machines with engines whistling over people's heads!

Hope for Planet 2 in the sky? It was very clean all the time. There is no other mess in the sky here except clouds and birds!

"How can a man fly?" A young child carrying a sickle? Standing on the grass and looking up at the sky, he asked the adults standing beside him in confusion.

His father apparently didn't know why anyone could fly in the sky. So he couldn't explain it. Is he just praying subconsciously? Pray that these gods flying in the sky will bring him a happy future.

It was obviously impossible for these figures flying overhead to hear the prayers of the farmers on the ground. They are not here to save these oppressed farmers, they are here to destroy!

That's right? These dark shadows? It was the Iran Hill Empire puppet troops who were ordered to attack the Holy See. These are real god puppets, not those indiscriminate battle puppet robots.

Even in the original puppet empire, an army of god puppets of this size had never appeared. With so many god puppets, they can be used as the main force in any army.

"Enter the war zone in a moment...... In a group of five! Destroy all the forces of the Holy See? is the target of this operation...... "The leader is wearing a black robe and a white mask on his face? The puppet with the artistic font 01 engraved on his forehead commanded.

All the god puppets responded and began to dive? Hidden in the woods near the Holy Cult City.

The Holy City is the only city controlled by the Holy See and the largest in the world. The whole city can be said to be the Holy See itself? The Holy See where the Pope lives? It is the castle at the heart of the city.

Soldiers of the Holy Cult Army defending the city standing on the city walls? Dressed in distinctive armor and carrying a spear, he stood behind the battlements of the city wall, listlessly looking at the open space in front of the city wall.

The main force of the Holy See has been dispatched, and the Holy Sect Army that stayed here is not too vigilant, after all, the battlefield is too far and too far away from here, and this city is too big and too big!

The entire city is home to millions of people, and there is no end in sight to the walls. It is not easy for such a huge city to be completely vigilant.

With a yawn, the soldier walked with his spear to a tower at the end of the wall.

He was going to wake up his companion who was sleeping there and swap places with him. He's been standing here for about two hours now, and he needs a good rest.

Before he could walk back to the tower, behind him, a dark shadow leaped up the city wall at great speed.

The shadow was lithe, barely making a sound, and moved behind the returning soldier like a ghost.

A sharp dagger pierced the body of the Holy Cult soldier directly from behind, and when the soldier opened his mouth to scream, a cold palm covered his mouth.

The Holy Cult soldiers, who had slowly lost their lives, opened their eyes wide, trying to struggle but unable to muster their strength. He wanted to get a glimpse of his enemy, but found that he could no longer control his neck.

In this way, he fell weakly, and the spear in his hand fell, and after an inclination of about thirty degrees, another black shadow reached out to catch it, without making a sound.

Placed beneath the battlements of the wall, the bleeding Cult soldier watched as a man in black robes walked into the tower he had just wanted to go back to, while he himself sat slumped and waited for his life to pass away.

The man in black who walked into the tower in his place swaggered over to the still resting Saint Army guards, and plunged a long sword into the body of the still sleeping Saint Cult Army.

Not far away, at the gate of the city wall, the corpses of more than a dozen Holy Sect soldiers were lying on the ground, and several puppets wearing black robes embroidered with the golden eagle coat of arms. They opened the city gate, and on the other side of the gate were some god puppets who were already waiting there, unwilling to climb over the wall.