How powerful is the heritage of the Church of light? There is almost no standard answer to this question on the mysterious side. But on the mysterious side, all organizations or individuals know that the first candidate for the most powerful extraordinary organization must be the church.


    Since the dark age, the church has almost never suffered heavy losses and will grow in every era. At its peak, the Church even has the strength to independently launch wars sweeping the whole continent. One-on-one, even those large states of the European Union do not have to be their opponents.


    Although the churches in the new world are not as terrible as those in the old world.


    But because of the personal charm of Charles I, the churches in the Federation even have a stronger sense of existence.


    When he ordered, no one would think that the castle bureau could survive.


    This castle with a long history will be completely erased.


    In the void, William O''Neill, who was pierced by the holy sword, is still tall and straight. He has thick white curly hair and neat and dignified white beard. Anyone looking at him can feel the middle-aged man with noble temperament and unquestionable integrity.


    He heard Lancelot''s slander on his family blood and the knight''s orders full of killing intention.


    His eyes not only reflected the dangerous ancient castle Bureau, but also reflected the scene in mihuang city at the moment.


    Millions of people are suffering from continuous "light pollution".


    William O''Neill watched his "citizens" with his own eyes. Because they were illuminated by the kingdom of light above, they sang the gospel devoutly at the beginning, and then entered the "eschatology". With the gathering of terrible whispers, millions of people raised their heads.


    Whether men, women, the elderly or children, or even newborn babies, their eyes began to congest and their look became extremely fanatical.


    Finally, their singing was almost over the illusory revenge angels in the country.


    Any extraordinary person can be easily distinguished.


    People are changing towards "crazy believers".


    Even organizations of chaotic and evil camps will not do so to their followers and followers in most cases.


    Believers who fall into "frenzy" can provide extremely violent and majestic power of faith.


    But correspondingly, this is also overdrawing their vitality.


    For a time, the eyes of the transcendents who also found these "signs" fell on Charles I, who was still entangled by Ludwig and the second corrupt leader, across a long distance.


    "It''s so similar!"


    Somewhere in the union, a big man said.


    The rest of the supernatural came up with similar ideas.


    "The crazy blood knight general who initiated several Eastern expeditions in the dark age once planned to become the strong man of Charles I. the most common means is to make his subordinates and leading people become crazy believers. Therefore, his every expedition is tragic, but he can always win... It is his subordinates and the army he leads that have been changing frequently."


    "When he was in power, the life expectancy of the leaders in the areas ruled by the church was at least ten years lower than that in other areas."


    These thoughts are complex, but the reality has not passed for half a second.


    At Lancelot''s "command", William O''Neill immediately started.


    With angry and questioning eyes, he looked at the "Paladin" of the dark age. The blood at the corner of his mouth "ticking ~ ticking" fell on Lancelot''s holy sword. The Holy Light collided with the invisible flame contained therein, making a hissing sound.


    William O''Neill did not defend, nor did he continue to attack.


    He just looked at lanstrow calmly, and there was a question that annoyed the paladin. Before the army was about to destroy the castle, he spoke slowly:


    "I, William O''Neill, in the name of our ancestor ''William of integrity'', invite the embodiment of justice, the protector of hard-working and brave people, and the supreme goddess in charge of thunder, fire and punishment..."


    With the voice of William O''Neill, his body suddenly changed.


    Every pore on his body was overflowing blood beads and evaporating rapidly.


    Every time he spits out a word, the whole person becomes thin.


    His body was spewing out like an endless, invisible flame. Lancelot soon found that he had penetrated William O''Neill''s holy sword. The part in the other party''s body was being burned and melted, and he himself was shrouded in the flame.


    The armor covering lanstrow''s whole body appears a lot of blackened.


    But what made him feel worse and worse was what William O''Neill was doing.


    With the crazy eruption of the invisible flame, the virtual shadow of the salamander that was originally nailed to the original place not only broke away from the holy sword, but also expanded his body. He held his head up and spit out the flame of justice outside the ancient castle. When the army was pushed back again, a gap opened in the invisible "sea of fire".


    Inside, invisible flames and brilliance were scattered, and a huge, blindfolded virtual shadow of the goddess slowly emerged.


    Anyone can''t help but start "self judgment" at the moment of seeing the virtual shadow of the goddess.


    Peeping at the extraordinary people here, they suddenly realized O''Neill''s idea.


    "William O''Neill is imitating Charles I and trying to awaken the gods of the William family for generations, the ''goddess of justice gatis'' of the order camp. His nagging may not speed up the awakening of the goddess, but it can make the goddess give some reactions... For example, the trial of justice?"


    "It seems that the legend is true. The ancestor of the William family was the ''honest William'' who was selected by the ''goddess of justice'' as an obedient God in the dark age and had great strength and supreme morality."


    "It should have been thought that the Lord of thorns and the goddess of justice used to be... Cough, it seems that the reincarnation of the ''master'' is doomed."


    "Can Lancelot, the knight, and the army of light stand a just judgment?"


    "William O''Neill is not Charles I. He may not have the strength to communicate with the sleeping goddess of justice, even if he is burning himself."


    Among all kinds of thoughts flashing, Lancelot undoubtedly felt the most terrible.


    He is an "immortal spirit", which means he can hardly be killed.


    Unless you encounter an attack that exceeds the upper limit.


    At the moment, William O''Neill sacrificed his life and could do it.


    Ordinary believers of the goddess of justice cannot call "the just judgment of the goddess" even if their souls are burned. But if the person who does this is the descendant of "honest William" and a strong man who is infinitely close to "legendary", everything will be different.


    Anger and killing intention occupied Lancelot''s eyes.


    The paladin made a crazy move. He loosened his sword and took a step slowly.


    Boom!


    When the invisible flame burned, people saw that Lancelot''s Knight Armor became blackened and turned into powder. The strong and perfect body appeared and quickly became blackened. The skin fell off. The bright red flesh and blood did not appear and was blackened again.


    One step is a "charred corpse".


    But Lancelot still has to take the second step.


    His mouth was completely open, his charred lips cracked, showing white teeth, bright red mouth and a dull smile. One palm of his hand protruded, the skin and flesh quickly disappeared, revealing the bones inside, filled with the bones of the holy light. His sharp finger bones were about to penetrate the flame and pierce into the o''neier skull, which was as thin as a piece of paper.


    O''Neill''s "call" is not completed.


    This scene appeared, and sighs sounded all over the Federation.


    Obviously, William O''Neill''s strength is not only far inferior to Charles I, but also cannot be compared with Lancelot. Although he is willing to give his life and has strong blood blessing, in the extraordinary world, combat power is the foundation of everything.


    Once William O''Neill dies, the castle Bureau will be slaughtered.


    In the dragon heart castle, on the fourth floor of the book tower, in front of Tang Qi, a magic portal is slowly opening.


    Just when he couldn''t help it, he was about to do it.


    A soft but irrefutable voice suddenly sounded in the ancient castle Bureau and the whole mihuang city.


    "The flower of truth... Will bloom in thorns!"


    "Boom!"


    It broke out. In the ancient castle, there are clean and shining snow-white thorns. They wrap the whole William castle in an instant. Everyone, including "William O''Neill", is wrapped and protected by the holy thorns.


    All disturbances, whether the holy light or the fire of justice, are absorbed by the holy thorn.


    The only one who suffered "differential" treatment was the saint jockey Lancelot. His heroic body had just recovered from the flame of justice. As soon as he opened his eyes, he saw dozens of "Saint thorns" beating towards him.


    make love!


    In the sound that people can''t ignore, Lancelot had no resistance. His armor was torn, his skin was torn, and his blood was dripping. He fell from the air and rolled out of thorns. His wound was stained with dust, like an "angel" falling dust.


    But at this moment, Lancelot didn''t care.


    He rose abruptly and looked towards the middle of the castle.


    Surrounded by countless "holy thorns", the two figures slowly rose up.


    Raphael!


    Everyone saw the young man with his head slightly bowed. He was shining, clean, dignified and supreme. He seemed to be consulting the old man who bowed to him and respected him.


    The old man with long white hair is like a wise "Saint". While answering the young man''s questions, another voice belonging to him also resounds through mihuang city.


    No one knows the conversation between the old man and Raphael, but everyone can hear another voice of the old man.


    My Lord said:


    "You can''t use swords here!"


    In the calm but unquestionable voice, everyone, including Lancelot, could not help but loosen their palms and hit the ground with whatever weapons.


    Then there was another sound.


    "Don''t play with faith!"


    In the chaotic and crazy mihuang urban area, the people who were falling towards "crazy believers" woke up one after another and immediately fell into a deep sleep.


    "The Holy Light needs to come from the soul!"


    When the voice sounded, everyone guessed the identity of the old man. At the same time, the whole Church of light, from Lancelot to an ordinary knight in the army, some of them seemed to be about to be destroyed, and their faces changed greatly.


    More drastic "changes" are the bright country that envelops almost the whole mihuang city at the moment.


    Amazing and tragic pictures are happening.


    The vengeful angels chanting "the last chapter" in the country are composed of pure holy light, but after the old man spoke, their foundation was directly cut off, the sword soldiers stained with "holy blood" in their hands were constantly annihilated, and they fell one by one.


    The singing stopped suddenly.


    The army surrounding William castle began to decay from Lancelot, his heroic body that released incomparably brilliant holy light, and his holiness became mottled and dim.


    The light on the Cardinals was weakened bit by bit, and some of them even went out directly, and the tall and holy body bent down.


    Knights, most of them darkened, and some fell to mortals.


    Dozens of heavy armor men, who lost the protection of the holy light, immediately heard a click sound and became ordinary people. They were directly crushed by the heavy armor. The bright red minced meat was forced out along the gap, mixed with blood.


    Nuns, wailing and screaming, almost half lost the light, and they became old and ugly.


    Priests, most of them began to produce "changes" after the elimination of the holy light, and some angry pollution burst out on their bodies.


    ……


    Everywhere in the Federation, many extraordinary organizations are peeping at the strong men in mihuang city. At the same time, they are silent.


    Truth telling must also follow the transcendental law. The voice of the elderly does not directly cut off their faith. The appearance of ugly pictures means that there are some people in the army of light, and their faith is not pure.


    Soon, several almost undisguised sarcastic laughter rang out.


    Almost all the organizations and individuals of the chaotic and evil camp are even more embarrassed by their ridicule transmitted from a long distance.


    "The true word of the Holy Prophet!"


    On the fourth floor of the library tower, Tang Qi returned to the shadow. He also saw the real identity of the familiar old man, who was code named "mh-046" in the castle Bureau.


    There is only one believer in the "Lord of thorns" in the extraordinary world who can disintegrate the source of strength of believers of light with "true word".


    "Among the twelve saints, the most lonely saint is the saint mage Brem Crowley, but the most mysterious saint must be the saint prophet Pylos."


    "According to various legends of the dark ages, the prophet is a kind and omniscient old man. He calls himself pyles, but no one knows where he comes from and what he wants to do... The world only knows that he is a good friend with the Confessor Martin Sims. He has unimaginable prophecy and divination ability, and he also has truth telling like a God."


    "According to the relevant information of the ancient castle Bureau, the name of the shelter ''mh-046'' is Jerome. His emergence history seems to be older than that of Pylos."


    "So the holy prophets are both Jerome and pilus... Or are they just a vest of a powerful existence?"


    While Tang Qi''s mind gave birth to judgment, a doubt also emerged.