With such a large-scale attack, it is obviously impossible to conceal it. Finally, after the puppet forces had almost wiped out all the sentinels on the periphery, someone discovered their existence.

"What's going on?! Enemy attack! Someone is invading! A patrol group of soldiers found the body lying on the ground with blood stains and immediately screamed loudly.

Although the sentries around them had been largely cleared, the shouting alerted the patrolling soldiers farther away.

"Who?" A soldier of the Holy Cult Army saw a dark figure and asked loudly at the top of his voice.

The answer to his question was an oncoming fireball. The flames consumed the poor sentinel at once, and the whole battlefield became noisy at once.

The soldiers who were burned by the flames let out hysterical screams, and his screams caused the Holy Cult soldiers stationed in the barracks to rush out of their barracks.

"What's going on? What's going on? Who's shouting? An officer-like man walked out of the barracks, frowned, and asked a soldier passing in front of him.

The soldier was also at a loss, not knowing what was going on. But when the chief officer asked, he had no choice but to answer, "Great, my lord, I don't know what happened. ”

"Let me tell you what's going on......" Suddenly, beside the two of them, a calm voice rang out.

The two men looked at the source of the sound and saw a man in black wearing a mask, standing beside them, carrying a bloody sword in his hand.

The officer of the Holy Cult Army subconsciously stepped back, and he instinctively felt that the man in black who was standing beside him now was a dangerous existence.

And the soldier of the Holy Sect Army on the other side also reacted in the next moment, and instinctively wanted to draw the long sword at his waist, ready to slash at the man in black who spoke.

It's a pity that when he reached out to touch the hilt of the sword on his waist, the long sword of the man in black had already slashed with the wind.

The soldier who touched the hilt of the sword was caught off guard and fell to the ground directly by a sword. And the Holy Cult Army officer who took the opportunity to retreat and drew the long sword at his waist was also ready for fighting.

"It doesn't matter who you are! Attack the Holy Cult Army in the Holy Cult City, and you will all pay the price! The officer glanced at his soldier lying in a pool of blood out of the corner of his eye, and coldly scolded: "Don't you want to live? ”

"You can't kill me technically...... ontology. The god puppet also seemed to be the type of talker, and said this with a smile, and then bullied forward and launched a fierce attack.

The golem's sword was so fast that the officer could only rely on instinctive reactions, holding the sword horizontally in front of him, trying to block the deadly attack.

The puppet's sword was so sharp that even if the officer parried his attack with his own sword, the magic wrapped around the sharp sword sliced through the officer's saber like tofu.

Before the officer of the Holy Cult could react, he felt himself fly into the sky. Then he saw a headless body slowly falling, with a severed sword in its hand.

Eventually, the officer recognized the headless body as his own, and his head, which had risen high in the air, landed on the ground.

The next second, he lost his vision, darkness hit, and he was no longer conscious.

At the same time, in the chaotic barracks, another god puppet raised his hands, and two clouds of wind like sharp blades shredded several soldiers of the Holy Sect Army who rushed over.

When a few Holy Cult soldiers passed by a god puppet, their bodies were ignited into a ball of fire, and finally turned into ashes of struggle.

A flag representing the Holy See slowly falling in the flames, a puppet clone of Chris engraved with the artistic font 01 on the mask, hands in the robe? Walking along the busiest streets of the Holy Cult? Step by step, we walked towards the Château della Papal see.

He looked with interest at the spear-wielding Cult soldiers on the other side, waiting for them to muster up the courage to launch a truly threatening attack on him.

It's a pity to wait until he is halfway there? None of the soldiers of the Holy Cult Army, who were gathering more and more, dared to step forward and block his way.

"What a bunch of timid guys." Chris's puppet clone stopped and commanded the puppet warriors behind him, "Do it, they don't want to come, let's go!" ”

Hearing his order, the puppets who had been following him all along pulled out their swords engraved with magical inscriptions from their waists.

Without waiting for the other party to get ready, these god puppets with quick skills and lightning fast movements rushed into those Holy Sect troops and began a bloody killing.

Amidst the flying fireballs and sharp wind blades, Chris's No. 01 god puppet clone walked towards the Holy See Citadel step by step. And in front of him, there was not a single enemy who stood in his way.

The soldiers and officers of the Holy Cult Army who wanted to step forward fell at his feet one after another, and the blood flowing from these people was like a red carpet deliberately laid for him.

"You believe in false gods! Only the Emperor of the Ranhill Empire is the true god who can save you! He should be your faith! He should be the only one you need to bow down and pray! As he walked, Chris's god puppet clone announced loudly.

He was like a monk preaching, tirelessly preaching his own teachings to the remnants of the collapsed Holy Cult and to the overwhelmed civilians.

"Believe in Him, and you will be lifted out of poverty and end your life of poverty! Believe in Him, and you will be free, and you will no longer need to be lowly slaves! Believe in Him and you will have a better future without waiting for the next life! As he walked, he avoided the heads rolling on the ground.

And hundreds of kilometers away, in the burning city, next to the collapsed building, the Pope, who had just made sure that he was not injured, was staring up at the sky blankly, watching the A-10 attack plane that had circled around and began to dive and attack the Flame Empire camp outside the city, not knowing what to say.

In the face of such a formidable enemy, the Pope was not very sure about himself. Even if he had the Celestial Sword, he didn't dare to say that he could win.

Even, the moment he saw the blood on his body, he realized that he was not as brave as he imagined......