An old man who looked quite old slowly walked out of it surrounded by a group of people. When the monks of the whole courtyard saw this old man, they all bowed. The old man just nodded. I saw that his brow was slightly furrowed, but his eyes moved to the signal tower that had been blown up.

He is the abbot of Wilminster Abbey, Osip Reinhardt, and one of the spiritual leaders of the Holy See in Britain, known as the first master of Britain.

"Look, what ...... is that?"

Someone suddenly pointed in the direction of the setting sun and said loudly. A few of the dazed people who were discussing also looked in that direction, only to see a long row of black dots intertwined with the sunset, which was rapidly spreading towards the monastery. Moreover, the outline of those black dots is becoming more and more obvious, and the shape of the tank can be seen clearly with the naked eye almost with the naked eye in the location of the monastery.

"Tank, how can it be a tank?"

"What are you doing here with so many tanks and guns?"

"Make a movie, or do you want to do a military exercise?"

A large group of monks were muttering there, but no one had yet connected the explosion of the signal tower to the tanks.

......

"Hit the crowd ......," Liu Qingming said lightly at Dai Xudong.

Dai Xudong was stunned, and his face showed a little puzzlement. It's not that he's really soft-hearted. Dai Xudong, who crawled out of the sea of blood in the corpse mountain, is no longer the stupid and stubborn little Taoist who just came out of the deep mountains of Zhongnan Mountain. But Liu Qingming's words really made him a little unresponsive. At this time, Liu Qingming's tone was really different from what he used to be.

However, Dai Xudong did not delay, and immediately gave an order to his subordinates.

I saw that the tanks in the front row began to quickly adjust the angle of the turret.

The tanks that followed the sides and behind the tanks also began to spread towards the flanks of those in front, quickly forming a zigzag formation. However, the tanks on both flanks were still accelerating, and the linear formation of the entire tank cluster instantly turned into a semicircle, and the range of the semicircle seemed to be expanding, as if it was about to wrap the Wyminster Monastery into this semicircle.

......

The young monk who was fishing by the river stared at the location of the shattered signal tower that had been blown up for a long time, but his face was still blank. Because, he still can't figure out how this signal tower could explode on its own.

Suddenly, he smelled a faint smell of gunsmoke. Yes, that's the smell of gunsmoke. From his crappy chemistry knowledge in middle school, he could clearly tell that it was indeed the smell of gunsmoke.

Gradually, he felt like the earth was trembling. He turned his head to see rows of tanks already rounding the grove and rushing madly in his direction. No, to be precise, it should be in the direction of the monastery.

I thought of the big iron tower that had just exploded, and the smell of gunsmoke, and these galloping tanks. Suddenly, the young monk's heart felt uneasy, and then frightened.

Then he ran in the direction of the monastery. Because I was in too much of a hurry, I fell a few times in a row. As he ran, he waved his arms, as if trying to convey something to the monastery. On the monastery, however, no one noticed it at all.

......

On the other side of the monastery, they all watched the clusters of tanks change their formations as if they were watching a play, and they rarely experienced this kind of thing, seeing the tanks change from a vertical formation to a horizontal formation, and then to a semi-circular formation. And then the semicircle was getting bigger and bigger, and they were all amazed, and it was quite interesting.

"Why are these tanks here, and what are they doing?" Osifer asked with a frown at the people around him.

"I don't know, I didn't receive the notice, if it's a military exercise or a movie, it's impossible not to discuss it with us, at least you should inform us......" An old man beside Osifo said respectfully, his face also dazed.

The people around him were also at a loss.

"They seem to be coming for us, you see the direction of the spread of these tanks, they seem to be planning to fence off the monastery, what are they trying to do......" I saw an old man pointing to those tanks, and said suspiciously.

The people in the monastery were talking, but one by one they were joking. At this time, the scene is like a dull life suddenly has a little more fun.

The next moment, the discussion and harmony came to an abrupt end.

Bang~~~~

With a loud bang, everyone's heads seemed to be down, and their entire ears and brains fell into a state of stagnation. The ears are silent and the brain cannot think. For a moment, flames and flesh flew sideways. Even time seems to have been frozen.

......

The young monk, who was running towards the monastery, heard the loud noise, but his body trembled with fright, his legs went limp, but he almost fell to the ground again, he looked up at the monastery, and saw that there was nothing to be seen but a fire.

With a look of horror on his face, he began to run in the opposite direction of the monastery. However, as soon as he ran two steps, he thought, but he found that there were tanks in front of him, and those tanks were spraying frantically with tongues of fire. His face was slightly pale, but he was trembling there. Because he doesn't know where he's going.

He didn't know why this was happening. He couldn't figure it out, and he couldn't understand it. At this moment, he felt like he was in a dream, and he hoped it was just a nightmare.

Bang bang bang ~~~~

Bang bang bang ~~~

Bang bang bang ~~~~

Bang~~~~

Bang~~~~

......

A series of loud noises and explosions rang out, and at the same time, the entire courtyard of the monastery was instantly filled with a world of fire and flesh and blood, like a purgatory on earth.

With a huge shock wave, the whole yard seemed to be caught in a whirlpool. All sorts of messy things, flesh, branches, dirt, severed fingers, all sorts of things, bombed everywhere.

"Wow Wow Wow ......"

"Ahhh......h

"Wow, wow......"

All the people began to run frantically, crying and screaming as they ran, they didn't know where it was safe, they just ran around without a purpose, like a swarm of headless flies.

The sunset faded into the sky, and only a faint halo could be seen in the corner of the eastern horizon. Darkness covered the entire sky. The world is starting to get a little darker.

However, the Abbey of Wilmin, at this time, was as bright as day. The monks of Wilmin's monastery were longing for darkness and hating light. They never had the same aversion to light as they do today. No matter how strong their faith in the light was once were.