Chapter 121. Punish knights and executioners
In the silent night, the stars gradually faded, and the white moon seemed to hide shyly in the clouds, leaving only this endless darkness, which surged into the whole world little by little. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info
The waves crashed against the shore, wave after wave, and on this dark night, the waves seemed more excited than usual. Under the cover of the night, the bright red lobsters slowly climbed ashore from the sea in a dense row of duiws, but they did not know what they were seeking at the risk of their lives.
In the silence of the room, the faint glow of the candle on the wooden table could not dispel the infinite darkness.
Through the faint light, you can faintly see a somewhat rickety body sitting on a chair, which seems to be a somewhat old face, dense wrinkles have crawled all over his face, but all this can not hide his bright eyes, in a pair of eyes, there seem to be stars twinkling, revealing endless wisdom light.
The doors and windows around were obviously closed, but a cold wind blew from nowhere, and the faint flame of the candles on the table swayed with the cold wind, and seemed to be extinguished at any time.
However, the faint light is like a fearless warrior, although he has suffered countless heavy losses, he will not give in no matter what, even if he only has his last breath left, he will persevere to the end.
However, what is terrifying is that as the breeze blows, under the flickering candlelight, I don't know when, there is another figure.
In the faint light, it was impossible to see the face of the new figure, but it was vaguely recognizable that the other party was covered with a layer of cold armor.
As if they didn't see each other, the two figures sat silently.
After a long time, the head of the newly appeared figure turned, and with a "click" sound, a pair of eyes pierced out like the sharpest sword in the world, hitting the chest of the old man opposite.
Facing the other party's scrutinizing gaze, the old man still didn't seem to notice at all, and his eyes were kept closed, as if he had fallen into a deep sleep.
In the silence of the room, there was no sound except for the barely noticeable breathing.
"Donnie Ox, we've been looking for you for so long, but we didn't expect you to hide on such a remote island and become the mayor." The cold words spat out from the mouth of the newly appeared figure, and the other party seemed to be a little surprised, but the cold words covered everything.
A helpless sigh came out of his mouth, and the figure that had been sitting quietly before finally slowly raised his head, completely exposing his old face to the candlelight.
If Lin Hao was here, he would be surprised when he saw the old man's face, because this old man was the old man who taught him the "Secret Sword: Stacked Waves", but compared with the last time Lin Hao saw him, it was obviously only a few months later, but at this time, the face under the light seemed to be dozens of years old, but the spirit on the other party's body was still there, and compared with the past, it seemed to have become richer, and there were some more indescribable things.
"I didn't expect that I had been hiding for so many years, but I was still found by you." Old Ness sighed, and a helpless sigh came out of his mouth.
"Hmph, from the moment you took that part of the scepter, you should have realized that since you dare to steal the power of the gods, the hunt for you will never stop until your soul falls into eternal darkness. The figure on the other side said coldly.
"And God said, The light will enlighten the darkness. Poor child, you still can't tell the difference between darkness and light, and how can you determine whether the place where you send someone else's soul is hell or heaven. Old Ness looked at the figure in front of him, and his eyes flashed with a little pity.
"What you see, hear, encounter, and happen to you is just a script that has been planned for a long time, but unfortunately, you yourself have never noticed it." Old Nice's words were like a series of sharp swords that pierced into the body of the figure opposite.
"The devil always uses words to deceive people, and sure enough, you have abandoned your former beliefs and thrown into the arms of the devil." In the face of Old Nice's words, the figure opposite was unmoved.
"The real devil has begun to invade the temple little by little, but you yourself have never been aware of it, and I have known this for many years. It's just that what I didn't expect is that after all these years, the Holy See has trained you punishment knights to be so old-fashioned, with almost no independent thinking ability and the most basic judgment. ”
The so-called knights of punishment are a very special part of the knights in the Holy See, they are all orphans, adopted by the Holy See since childhood, and constantly inculcate doctrines, unlike the ordinary knights of the Holy See, the knights of punishment are directly under the control of the cardinal archbishop, and no one has the right to transfer otherwise.
The training of each Knight of Punishment is extremely difficult, and they have to endure hellish trials from an early age, and most young children are unable to pass such tests. And even if they pass the test, they don't know how many resources it will cost to really cultivate each punishment knight. Therefore, even for the Holy See, every Punishment Knight is an extremely cherished existence and will not be used easily.
"Is the devil always so good at demagoguery? Hand over the part of the "scepter" that you stole from the Holy See, it is a treasure of the Holy See, not something that a blasphemer like you can have, and if you take the initiative to hand over the scepter, I think the Holy One will forgive your sins and allow me to deprive you of your life directly, instead of executing you. ”
The figure on the other side said as he took out the hand that had been under the table before, and in his right hand, he was still carrying a dark red box.
The dark red box snapped onto the table with a heavy "bang".
Ignoring Old Nice's surprised gaze, the Punishment took it upon himself to open the dark red box.
Rapiers, hooks, axes, hammers, rivets, toothed saws...... All kinds of execution weapons spread out on the table like a dazzling array of goods, exuding bursts of bloody atmosphere, little by little.
"You're still an executioner?" Seeing the various bloody weapons in the dark red box, Old Ness also seemed to be a little surprised, and said in some surprise.