Emotions are contagious, especially when there are a lot of people. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

As the flames on the stake continued to rise, the square, which had been briefly quiet by Leo's burst of holy light, began to slowly become noisy, and at first it was only the hoarse shouts of a few fanatical believers: "Burn him!" Burn these heretics! ”

But soon, this excitement was immediately contagious among the crowd, and more and more people joined the ranks, and the shouts gradually became louder and more neat, until at last they became one cry after another, which resounded all over the world, so that everyone present had a deafening feeling: "Burn him!" Burn him! Burn him! ”

Leo on the stage was completely shocked.

As a nineteen-year-old boy, it was not the first time Leo had witnessed a murder or an execution, but today was the first time he stood on a platform in the center of the square as the host of the entire ceremony, able to observe everything condescendingly, and to see everyone's expressions.

Leo's gaze slowly moved over the crowd under the stage, his gaze swept over the faces of men and women, old and young, and the young bishop had expected him to see different expressions on a thousand different faces, such as cruelty, sympathy, schadenfreude, and so on.

However, he was wrong.

Leo looked at it and saw only one expression - fanaticism.

Yes, fanaticism.

Regardless of gender, old and young, beautiful or ugly, tall or short, everyone's mouths are constantly chanting those three words that seem to have magical powers, and everyone's eyes are only the raging flames, and every time the merciless flames quietly climb up, Leo can clearly feel the frenzy in the square has risen a little more.

Leo even knew with certainty in his heart that when the three people on the stake were completely surrounded by raging flames, that was the moment when the emotions of the entire square onlookers reached their highest point.

Leo suddenly felt a little confused.

Is it really so exciting to witness someone die in untold pain and struggle?

Leo's doubts didn't last long.

It wasn't because he didn't want to keep thinking, but because something else suddenly interrupted his thinking.

Leo's eyes suddenly darkened.

A dense cloud of black gas appeared in the sky above the square at some point, like a huge umbrella cover, blocking all the sunlight shining on the square.

This sudden change caused a commotion in the square, and the frenzy that had filled Leo's entire vision suddenly disappeared without a trace, replaced by doubt, confusion, and unease.

"What's going on, Lord Bishop?" Viscount Juan walked up to Leo's side at some point, and the lord of Varna looked up at the huge black aura above his head, and the expression on his face looked a little solemn.

"I don't know," Leo shook his head slightly, then took a deep breath before he said slowly, "But I have a feeling that we might be in big trouble." This looks like some kind of dark magic, and for safety reasons, maybe we should consider evacuating the crowd first? ”

Leo was not wrong in saying this, except that the timing of his statement was a little late.

The screams suddenly rang out from the crowd, and Leo looked at it and saw that a faint black mist was swimming in the crowd like a nimble viper.

Poisonous snakes can kill people, and this black mist is no exception.

Whenever the black mist rushed into the crowd somewhere in the square, Leo could clearly see blood spurting out of that place, stumps and severed arms flying like the leaves of trees blown off in a raging storm, and of course, the indispensable killing accompaniment—screams and cries.

The black fog was like a sharp plow, ploughing from the southern entrance of the square all the way to the center of the square, plowing in front of Leo and Viscount Juan.

But the real plough is the field, and what this black fog plows is blood and human life.

Leo took another deep breath and clenched his fists tightly.

Even the most cold-blooded killer may be able to be completely indifferent when faced with the blood-colored road in front of him, which is made up of blood and broken corpses.

What is presented in front of Leo at this moment is a complete massacre of these innocent onlookers in the square!

And the executioner who directed this massacre is standing in front of Leo at this moment.

The black mist stopped in front of the high platform where Leo was, and then quickly gathered together, gradually forming a body.

It was a man dressed in black who looked to be about thirty years old, with pale skin without the slightest hint of blood, and a body as thin as a bamboo pole.

It is worth mentioning that on the right chest of the man in black, there is also a lifelike red bat embroidered.

The man in black swept his gaze over Leo and Viscount Juan, then nodded slightly to the two of them, and then said unhurriedly: "I think the two are the bishops and lords of this city. In Lower Shalir it was a pleasure to meet both. ”

After witnessing the sound that had just happened and seeing the faint black aura that kept lingering around him, anyone could clearly know Shahril's identity.

Heresy of the Dark Sect.

With a "choking" sound, Viscount Juan, who was beside Leo, pulled out the long sword hanging from his waist, pointed the bright blade at Shahril, and shouted in a deep voice: "Damn heretic, how dare you kill my people indiscriminately in my territory? I swear by my glory that nothing but death awaits you! ”

Shahril smiled faintly when he heard this, and the pair of blood-red eyes in his sunken eye sockets looked at Viscount Juan with some contempt: "Death and darkness are the inevitable end that everyone will experience. But I can assure you that my death will not be now, nor will it be up to you to decide. ”

"Shahril!" Leo on the side shouted, the young bishop's eyes were shining, staring at Shahril deadly, his face was full of anger: "If you want to destroy today's Light Festival, then even if you come to me, the bishop, why do you want to kill so many innocent people?" ”

Shaliel's gaze shifted to Leo's.

Leo suddenly felt as if he was being targeted by a hissing snake, and a chill suddenly welled up in his heart.

Shahril suddenly smiled and said with a very pleasant expression and tone: "Lord Bishop, don't you think that killing people is a very pleasant thing to do?" ”