On the rugged mountain road outside the city walls, a man in a white robe, holding a holy vessel of glittering divine light in one hand and the canons of the Cult in the other, chanted psalms praising the glory of the true God.

At the time of the fall of the light just now, the city ruled by the Orpheus Cult was boiling, and all the cultists and armies were gathered, assigned weapons that were not normally allowed to be touched, and under the leadership of the priest, stood on the city wall and waited for it.

"I have been guided by the true God from the glorious kingdom of God. The holy object is the proof of my identity, and the believers are the cornerstone of my high status!"

Yitzhak walked alone to the closed gates, looked at the hostile crowd with a worried face, and waved the holy weapon in his hand casually.

Everyone only felt that the golden light flashed in front of them, and when their eyes recovered, they saw a scene that shocked them, there was originally only a lone white-robed man, and hundreds of believers suddenly appeared behind him, and the light formed by the convergence of faith rose to the sky, fighting against the power of the city.

"Your Majesty, who are the people in front of you, and why are they showing such a light that is so similar to that of our gods, even ......?"

The high priest of the Divine Cult did not dare to say it, the divine light of these people was more real than the Divine Cult he believed in, and what shook his heart even more was that the current man's hand actually came out of the same origin as the holy weapon held by the Pope, and was more complete.

"Shut up, these are shameless heretics, blasphemers who have stolen the glory of the true God. ”

In the midst of the stars and the moon, an old man who was short and fat and dressed in a magnificent robe, like a king on earth, shouted loudly, trying to re-establish the faith in the hearts of the people: "I am the only messenger of the true God, spreading great glory, sweeping away the fog that swallows everything, giving mankind space to live, you must continue to worship me, praise me, and firmly establish me as the only being!"

The expression on Yitzhak's face changed suddenly, and the original compassionate divine envoy disappeared, replaced by an unusually hideous sneer.

"Stupid human beings, who gave you the power to call yourself the Pope. The paranoid light in Yitzhak's eyes flickered, and he looked at the ugly old man murderously and said, "Only I, who hold the true divine weapon, are qualified to become the pope who exercises the power of the true god!"

"My devotees, with your most devout faith, destroy this heretically founded city and reopen the glory of the Sacred Artifact!"

In the midst of Yitzhak's frenzied roar, the thousands of believers behind him immediately bowed their heads and prayed the most devout prayers, and at this moment they had only one thought in their hearts, that is, to carry out the will of the messenger of the true God, even if it was to sacrifice their lives for it.

"Faith is the power to preserve glory, and body and soul come together in the light of the holy artifact to form a powerful judge!"

The golden light giant that appeared at this time was incomparably huge, and the absolute power that judged everything was many times stronger than the one that appeared in the Peloponnese continent before.

The golden light giant, which gathered the most pious faith power of thousands of believers, and its indestructible and rapid recovery characteristics, even if he comprehended the magical power of Hercules and condensed tens of thousands of qi and blood into a thousand enemy powerhouses, Iphicles, I am afraid that he would not be willing to fight this kind of monster.

"Apologetics, my believers, use your lives to protect the glory of the Cult of God!"

When the Pope saw the golden giant, he was so frightened that he quickly screamed, and the soldiers and cultists on the city wall restrained the fear in their hearts, and tried to operate the defensive equipment used to deal with the huge monster, and before the catapult and the giant crossbow were launched, countless arrows rained down on the golden giant's body.

"Immeasurable, judge, destroy this wicked city once and for all!"

The giant's fist fell with incomparably huge force, scattering all the arrows that shot along the road, and finally smashed on the city wall, only to hear a roar between heaven and earth, the strong city wall that could resist the impact of monsters, was actually blown up by a punch, and the shattered stones and bright red wreckage were mixed together, forming a tragic scene.

The Orpheus religion of Crete, because of its occupation of the special environment of the local area, with the power of the holy weapon to dispel the fog, easily plundered all human faiths, and ascended to the throne, proclaiming itself the Pope.

The Pope, who has been a vegetarian for a hundred years, took off his luxurious shell, and was just an ordinary human being, where could he have the strength to rival such a strong man, and when his followers were rushing to die, he had already retreated from the city wall under the protection of his attendants, and fled in panic in the direction of the temple.

Bang!

Everyone only felt the whole city throb for a moment, and then they saw the golden light giant trample on it, completely shattering the last city wall, and from then on, this human city would be unabashedly exposed to the power of the giant.

Floating in the air with the power of the Hallows Artifact, Yitzhak condescendingly looked down on the city ravaged by the Inquisitors, and finally locked his gaze on the magnificent temple leaning against the mountains at the rear.

This Orphean temple was more dazzling than any other temple on the Peloponnese, from the pillars on every stone brick, from the inside and out, with a soft golden light, and it was this light full of divine power that kept the whole of Crete from the fog.

At a glance, Yitzhak saw the half-moon-shaped fragment of the sacristy embedded in the top of the temple.

"Just a single fragment, without being urged by any force, can emit such a magnificent divine light, is this the most important part of the entire holy artifact!"

The heat in Yitzhak's eyes brightened, and at his urging, the Inquisitor ignored the humans who came forward like ants under his feet, and strode in the direction of the temple, and every time the huge paws fell, they would crush dozens of humans and buildings together.

"No, you can't do that, it's a holy weapon to protect our living space, without it, we would all be in a desperate situation!"

A high priest also saw the intruder's intentions at this time, and if the other party really succeeded, not only the city, but also the entire human race on the island would fall into an unrelenting fog. Thinking of this, he hurriedly stopped in front of Jin Guang and shouted loudly in horror, trying to gain the mercy of the other party.

But what the High Priest greeted was a giant palm that covered the heavens and the earth, and he didn't even have a chance to pray one last time before he was trampled into flesh by the golden giant.

Standing on the shoulders of the golden giant, Yitzhak made an unstoppable journey to the temple, and at this time the Pope also climbed the stairs in a panic under the protection of his attendants, and when he heard the approaching vibrations behind him, he quickly turned around and looked at the behemoth in despair.

At this time, Yitzhak only had the glittering holy weapon in his eyes, and he turned a blind eye to the hypocritical pope, walked directly out of the shoulders of the golden giant, and slowly walked to the top of the temple in the air.

"This artifact fragment is already in my pocket, and if I find that Spartan and plunder it to the last one, even Philoctetes will not be able to stop me when the time comes!"

Yitzhak looked at the half-moon-shaped fragment that was close at hand and within reach, and his outstretched hand couldn't help but tremble slightly, and the moment he took it off, the original warm light suddenly disappeared.

At this time, a strange feeling suddenly appeared in the hearts of all the human beings on the island of Crete, as if the heavens and the earth were calm at this moment, and even the sound of the waves of the endless sea could not be heard.

It was a moment of tranquility on the eve of the storm, and the people on the edge of the island noticed the change for the first time, and it was this sudden change that made them almost faint in horror.

The undispersed fog, which was originally facing each other and could not penetrate a single bit, surged with a trend visible to the naked eye, but in a short time it flooded all the waters outside the island, and gradually approached the land, and at this rate, it only took about 1 or 2 days for the fog to swallow up the entire island of Crete.

Yitzhak summoned the golden light giant to lift him up, and after getting what he wanted, he didn't want to stay for a moment, mobilized the power of the holy weapon, and directly wrapped the giant and flew towards the sky with him, leaving only the ground full of despair and horror of humans.

"This is indeed the most crucial part of the holy artifact, on which is engraved with the divine inscription of Anan, as long as the holy artifact is collected, you can read all the prophecies left by the true god. ”

Yitzhak's heart was surging, and he held up the fragment and looked at it carefully for a while, before he lifted the holy weapon that he had already grasped in his other hand, and as his left and right hands drew closer, the golden light resurfaced again.

Just as the two fragments of the artifact were about to touch each other, a strange sound suddenly sounded in Yitzhak's ears, and before he could react, he felt a sudden shock from the Inquisitor under his feet, as if he had been hit by a huge force, and fell diagonally to one side.

"What's going on, is there any other powerful presence on this island?"

Yitzhak held the golden giant's shoulders, trying not to fall, and when he looked around to see his surroundings clearly, there was a strong smell of blood from the tip of his nose, and then an unexpected figure suddenly appeared in front of him.

"Spartan, it's you!"

Before Yitzhak could say this, the figure came up to him, the smell of blood from his armor already irritating his nasal cavity, and the force of the impact shook him straight off the giant's shoulder.