Chapter 461: The Radiance of the True God (Page 1/1)

"This ...... What's going on? ”

The sun was setting, and the archbishop was leaning back in his chair contentedly after a full meal, and the slaves were preparing the carriage, but the silence in the hall was broken by a commotion.

A gloomy look instantly filled the archbishop's ghostly countenance, but soon the ugliness became extremely ugly.

The bishop's attendants ran into the church in a hurry, shouting:

"You wretched, damned livestock, should rebel too?"

"What, rebellion?"

The bishop was stunned by the news.

Will the lamb rebel? How is this possible?

A bunch of wretched creatures brainwashed by God's teachings would raise their butcher's knives and point them at their idols, and that's madness!

However, looking in the direction pointed by the attendant, the line of sight passed through the wide hall, and outside the arched door, the figure trembled, and it could be vaguely seen, and the crowd as dense as locusts wanted to rush into the hall like crazy, although they were bare-handed, and they did not even have weapons, but they were so crazy that they resisted the guards' weapons with their bodies, and they did not stop being cut off their hands and feet and disemboweling their stomachs.

So crazy, where is the lamb, it is clearly a pack of wolves!

Standing in a daze, the archbishop suddenly let out an angry scream:

"These pests, who do they think they are?"

"God will punish you, trash!"

The pride of being a profession once again appeared from this pampered fat body, and he picked up a battle axe, and the archbishop shouted the words of God in his mouth, and his expression was fanatical, and he danced with his hands, and then only a black band of light swept by.

Twinkling......

The mad lambs, who were about to break through the fragile defenses, were killed 20 in an instant, deflected twice, turned once, and the light dissipated, but sacrificed more than a hundred souls to the gods at once.

Each diocese has only one archbishop, and only the legendary level is qualified to serve as an archbishop.

The chaos has arrived, and behind the curtain of the apocalypse, a hundred years ago and a hundred years later, are two different worlds, and legends are not still legends that once only circulated among ordinary people.

The Priest of Darkness manipulated the dark energy to unleash blasphemy, and the lambs that rushed into the hall were harvested like mustard under the sweep of the black light, but the number continued to grow.

"What the hell is going on?"

Oppressed by the situation in front of him, the archbishop kept replaying the problem in his head, but he could not find the root cause.

……

Outside the hall, the lamb in the camouflage of the night made a detour, and the next target was the other halls.

Plunging an entire diocese of lambs into a riot, a fortuitous event will receive special attention under the papal crown, who has been at ease for too long, and even a personal visit is possible.

However, only if the insurrection causes enough damage, such as the death of an archbishop!

After careful calculations far beyond the imagination of the wise, the purpose of the night can always be achieved at the last moment.

The diocese rioted, and the archbishop was killed.

The enraged Pope ordered:

"In the name of God, seal off the whole diocese, and all lambs, whether involved or not, perform tithing!"

The so-called tithing is to select one of the ten lambs and be beaten, killed, and then dismembered by the other nine for the most horrific deterrent.

An entire diocese is to be expelled from 10 per cent of the lambs.

Whether it's for the 'illusory light' or for the sect, the cultists are just slightly more advanced consumables than slaves, and they can be replenished at any time.

When the Order is firmly on its mission.

The Pope and his entourage have already set out from the District for the troubled diocese.

The death of an archbishop from internal strife is a big scandal for the sect, but it has to be dealt with.

The selection of the new archbishop requires the Pope himself, so he had to come.

The target of the night is this Pope, the chief spokesperson of the false gods in the world, and only this one knows the coordinates of the space where the 'illusory light' is located.

The god of time stepped through the endless void, roamed the river of time, stepped out of the unseen landscape, and waited on the periphery of Prometheus.

Even if it is invaded, this land still has a deep experience of fighting against the gods, and it is not so easy to sneak into.

……

The Pope wears a white mask with five faces, an equally snow-white cape, a triple crown weighing 7.5 pounds, and a dark gold scepter in his hand, which he has God-given authority over herding the world.

In the results of the template analysis, this is a fifth-order, epic-level priest!

At the Pope's side, four obscure priests guarded him at the core, while on the periphery, twelve knights of the Order rode tall horses and held blood-stained halberds to open the way for the Pope's presence.

The Lambs must all be present, bow down to witness the Pope's brilliance, and kiss the pavement on which he has walked when he has passed.

The diocese will select 100 young lambs who have survived the five winters and summers, all of whom will run to the front of the papal procession, and let the horses troll over them, washing away the dirt of the long journey for the Pope with their flesh and blood.

No matter how armed the doctrine is, the only thing that all cults cannot get rid of is the evil thirst for flesh and blood sacrifice!

The night must contain the Pope under layers of protection, and at the same time not attract the attention of the other Christians, or even the Pope himself, at least not give him any time to react.

This work is the first task that the God of Time has given to his followers, and it is also the second oracle.

……

Before the god of time took action, the 'Hound of Tyndalus', disguised as a member of the 'illusory light', knelt down only ten meters away from the papal procession.

Eight in front, the same number in the rear, two pinching attacks, just to form a narrow cage.

And in the void, the hounds that are half-lurking in the branches of the River of Time have already woven a great web.

As soon as they stepped into the ambush circle, the net was enveloped, and the knights of the Order, the Obscure priests, and other acolytes, enveloped the Pope, and the time that enveloped them came to a standstill in an instant.

At the time of stopping, sixteen hounds stood up, separating the absolute area where one side was not disturbed, and increasing the time limit for standing still from 3 seconds to 10 seconds.

Without being ordered, all the congregants were as docile as lambs, never raising their heads without permission, and even children were well educated in this regard.

Cangye shot out like a ghost, and the smooth palm lifted the triple crown, which was directly imprinted on the Pope's forehead, and the magic power penetrated into it, and in an instant, the memories like flowing water quickly replayed in Cangye's mind.

Got it!

At this moment, a terrifying voice echoed in the ears of the night like thunder:

"Who is it? Offending God's dignity, no, it's ......"

Suddenly, the voice became extremely frightened.

Beyond Prometheus, the god of time crossed amber light at his feet, and the front end swayed like a serpentine, dispelling the fog and entering a crumbling space in an instant.

There, a trembling host waits for the wicked guest to arrive.

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