Black smoke was like a snake, through the windows, entrenched on the roof of the church, blackening the paintings on the stained glass. The black smoke www.biquge.info lower and lower, and a choking smell filled the air.

The old people shivered and sat on the benches trembling slightly, not daring to move, and the women were sobbing with their children in their arms, and the children were crying. Young men banged on the door, looking for an exit. The chapel of the church has three doors, one of which is locked, and when the other door is opened, a raging flame rushes in.

The first person to be burned by the flames, screaming, waving his hands in the air, threw himself on the bench, igniting the bench, and an old man sitting on the bench was not spared, and the old man slapped the flames on his body.

"It's on fire, it's on fire!" screams, cries, and roars erupted from the crowd.

"The side door is closed, go to the main entrance!" someone shouted, and the crowd surged towards the main entrance.

"Outside, there is a shout of killing outside! Ruolin and Ping'er are outside!" Han Yan's face turned pale, and she ran towards the front door desperately.

Wu Ren grabbed her and said to Master Karl, "Protect her!"

Master Karl hid beside the bench and said to Han Yan, "Trust him, he is a magician. ”

The crowd rushed to the main entrance, some people were pushed down, and they were immediately trampled on one after another by the people behind them, and some elderly people couldn't stand it and fell to the ground holding their chests. The fire at the side door was spreading to the first row of benches, and Takehito thought of putting out the fire first.

Trying to concentrate, he waved his hand at the flames, the fire elemental greedily devouring everything, it burned the benches and savored the sizzling roast, ignoring Takehito's voice.

"Stop!" Takehito roared, casting his mana on the flames, and he could feel the fire elemental hesitate for a moment and take a small step back. Come on, push the flame back, at least get it back outside the church.

A child bumped into him, and another old man stumbled, holding his hand to borrow strength so that he would not fall. The fire grew stronger again.

No, I have to find a place where there are no distractions. Takehito looked around, gritted his teeth, and decided to rush to the front. He walked backwards, pushing through the crowd and tripped over the corpse, one foot over his back and another on his hand. He didn't say anything, and the smoke grew thicker and thicker, and his crawling on the ground allowed him to breathe in the remaining fresh air.

He climbed over the fourth row of benches, and the boy who was still smiling on the stage just now collapsed under the benches, he was pushed down and trampled to death, and Takehito couldn't see his expression, the original smiling face was blurred with flesh and blood. He crawled over the corpse of a woman, still tender, but with multiple fractures, and his hands and feet in strange shapes. His heart was sour, and tears couldn't help but flow.

"Stop!" Takehito poked his head out from behind the bench in the second row, there were no living people around, he stretched out his right hand and roared, "Stop me!"

The Fire Elemental looked at him coldly, a rookie mage who had been forced to equip him with intermediate fire magic, and wanted to order the Fire Elemental to prohibit it from feasting? It burned the statue of the Seven Gods, like giving Takehito a mockery.

I don't have enough mana, I can't harness the fire element. Wood magic is restrained by fire, earth, I can only use earth. He put his hands on the ground, and the earth elemental surged underground, and a sound of vibration came from the ground, and the earth wall grew higher and higher, higher than the bench, higher than the stage. Takehito's face was covered with sweat, the heat made his sweat soak his robe, and the mana drew his spiritual power, he gritted his teeth and let out a loud cry, and the earthen wall rose again, exceeding the height of the statue of the seven gods.

The fire elemental was furious, and the statue of the Seven crackled, but it couldn't get past the thick earthen wall.

"Magician, he's a magician of the Empire!" the crowd cheered, and smiles resurfaced on their faces.

Master Karl waved his hand to Wu Ren, and Han Yan was already anxious. Under the gaze of the people, he returned to Han Yan's side: "Let's go out and find Ruolin and them." ”

The main gate creaked open, and more than a dozen young men with yellow silk scarves on their heads rushed in, roaring, holding knives, and slashing at the Rhodes: "Kill all the Rhodes!

The "Rhodes dogs" they call them refer to the remnants of the Rising Sun Empire who believed in the Seven Gods in their churches.

Wu Ren pulled out his short sword from his robe and protected Han Yan, and Master Karl fell to his knees, praying for the blessing of the seven gods.

Most of the young people in the church were women, and they were powerless, and when they saw the cold and shining knives, they were too frightened to move, and the Nationalists grabbed one of them like chickens, stabbed them in the neck, pulled one over, and stabbed them in the stomach. Immediately there was a river of blood.

"Stop! I'll tell you to stop!" Takehito yelled, his dagger parrying a Restorationist knife and saving a boy.

"You Rhodes!" the Protestant waved his knife and slashed left and right.

Takehito's swordsmanship is not excellent, but it is more than enough to deal with a single Fuguo, he slashed at the opponent's shoulder with a sword, and the opponent threw away the knife, but he didn't want to kill, seeing that the opponent was holding his right shoulder and twitching, he shifted direction and went to save the others.

He slashed the face of a Resurrection faction with a sword, the other party screamed, and fought back frantically, the blade of the Rising Sun Empire was thick and heavy, and Takehito felt his palms numb every time he parried.

There were still a lot of shouts and killings around, and victims continued to fall in pools of blood. No, it's too inefficient for me to save people. He waved his hand and said "burn", and three or four Restorationists slapped the flames on their bodies.

"It's him!traitor!Rhodes' magician!" Someone recognized Takehito, "Kill him!" The Revengers rushed up, and with a wave of Takeren's hand, the wooden bench tripped over them, and a Revenge fell beside Master Karl, who screamed and jumped. The retro faction stood up, raised his knife, and saw Han Yan.

"Big ...... Miss!" the Restorationists were dumbfounded.

"It's you! Get out! Don't hurt the innocent!" Han Yan changed her weak appearance, her expression was cold, anger had already broken through her chest, and she hissed to the bottom, "Get out-"

Wu Ren held a short sword and stood beside Han Yan. The Restorationists looked at each other, hesitated, and retreated.

There was a river of blood in the church, and people who had been killed and wounded were everywhere.

"Who the hell are you?" Wu Ren looked at Han Yan angrily, a seemingly weak woman, but she could order the Restoration, he had already guessed half a point: Han Yan was related to the Restoration.

Han Yan gritted her teeth and choked back tears: "I'm ...... I am the minister of the former dynasty, the great-great-granddaughter of Han Xuanlin, the big family in Yuhua City, and the daughter of Han Xianwang. ”

Wu Ren gasped, he actually confessed to the daughter of the famous Han Mansion in Yuhua City, how inadequate this was.

"My lord, the Fuguo has been sent out, let's get out quickly. Maester Karl tugged at the sleeve of Lavuren's coat.

"Ruolin, they're still outside!" Han Yan thought of Ruolin and Ping'er outside the church and rushed out.

There was a mess outside the church, and the Protesters lit a fire at the side entrance, and at this moment the fire was still burning, the smoke drifting away in the wind, and the choking smell of smoke in the air made Takehito cough. To make matters worse, there were also many corpses lying on the ground outside the church, blood staining the turf and pools red.

"Ruolin!" Han Yan shouted as she stepped over the corpses, looked around, and shouted.

"Ruolin! Ping'er!" Wu Ren held his short sword and looked at everything around him. Crazy, the Restorationists are crazy, they don't even let go of the ordinary people of the Flower God Festival!

"Sister, sister!" came the cry of a little girl in the distance. "There!" said Karl, pointing in the direction of Ruolin, which was by a flower bed in the church.

Wu Ren fixed his eyes and saw that Ping'er was lying in a pool of blood, hugging Ruolin and pressing Ruolin under him to protect her before she died.

"Ruolin!" Han Yan wiped her tears and ran over, and Wu Ren followed closely.

Xiao Ruolin struggled, kicked and pushed, broke free of Ping'er's soft hands, and crawled out.

"She's alive! We're all alive! Seven God bless!" Master Karl prayed to the Seven Gods, tears of joy.

At this moment, shouts of killing came from outside the church, and the fleeing Protesters were beaten back. They fought hard, and when Takehito saw it, the Harrington sheriff led a team of mounted gendarmes to kill, and the horses knocked away several of the Nationalists, and after turning around, he took his sword and killed them back.

"Stop, stop!" Takehito shouted, picking up his pace and running towards Ruolin.

Some of the Nationalists cut off the legs of horses, some were hit by horses, some were struck in the neck by the gendarmes on horses, and some jumped up, pulled the gendarmes down, and fought hand-to-hand on the ground. Biting their ears, stabbing knives, and sticking their eyes, all the belligerents went crazy and used all their tricks to kill each other.

"Sister...... Sister ...... "Xiao Ruolin fell, she cried, got up again, staggered, and walked towards Han Yan.

The Harrington sheriff raised his dagger and shouted, "Kill them all!"

The spears of the gendarmes pierced the bodies of the Restorationists, drew their swords, and searched for their next target.

"Stop, stop!" Takehito's voice drowned out the shouts of killing.

"Ruolin!" Wu Ren rushed forward, running faster than Han Yan.

A gendarme came on horseback, and the Furiots pulled him off his horse and cut the gendarme's neck with a machete. Before the Protestants could find their next target, Sheriff Harrington's spear pierced him.

"Kill, kill them all!" the Harrington sheriff kicked his spurs and chased after a Restorationist who had fled in the direction of Ruolin.

"Don't! don't come here!" Takehito pressed his hand to the ground, and the Revenge stumbled over the bulging ground, and Harrington's mount stood up, his horse's hooves trampling on the Revenger.

"Go to Ruolin!" shouted Han Yan as she tripped over a corpse.

Wu Ren shouted Ruolin's name, and Ruolin finally saw Wu Ren in the crowd, and cried out in a milky voice: "Brother-"

Suddenly, a short sword pierced Xiao Ruolin's petite body. Ruolin stared blankly at her abdomen, and when the sword was drawn, blood gushed out.

"Ruolin-" Han Yan covered her mouth and widened her eyes, she reacted, and got up with her hands and feet.

No! Don't! Takehito stumbled over.

Ruolin's little hand twitched a few times in the air, but she couldn't catch his hand, and the little girl fell limply.

"Don't—" Takehito's blood boiled all over as he roared, anger had completely enveloped him, and all his mana gushed out.

Three giant treemen appear near the church and angrily smash down the church's spire......

Takeren suddenly felt as if he had been drained of all his strength, and when he fell to the ground, he saw the red ribbon on his left hand, which Ruolin had tied for her.

A peony petal fell to his finger, as red as blood.

That day, Hua Hongyu Huacheng.