Chapter 287: The Collapse of the Image of the Holy See

"Plaything...... Priests and believers!" Tenniel straightened up suddenly, a sharp tingling sensation came from his mind, as if another consciousness had forced his way in, and he was horrified to find that the words coming out of his mouth were not his own thoughts at all.

What's going on?

Why did I lose control of my body!

His eyes widened at the thought of a possibility.

Demon Seed! It's still a spirit control demon seed!

The crowd was in an uproar! It was like cold water being poured into a boiling oil pot and suddenly bursting open.

"Ladies and gentlemen, the Holy See is not as holy as they say, and in the darkness which you do not see, it is full of filth and immorality, like a puddle of foul-smelling mud!" said the councillor in a solemn tone of decision: "Think about it, if your daughters and wives are treated like this, how can we save ourselves?"

It's a mess!

If the councillors had given evidence that the Holy See had put away the bribes of the nobles, the people were only angry, but now, the people gathered around the high platform were all red-eyed and loudly insulting the shameless behavior of the Holy See and the priests, and some even couldn't contain their anger and picked up stones and threw them at Tenniel, who was kneeling on the high platform.

The time has come......

The councillor nodded, walked over to Tennior, and loudly proclaimed the charges against him and the temple.

"Receiving bribes ......"

"Collusion with the ...... of the aristocracy"

"Oppressing the ...... people"

"Dereliction of duty ......"

"Human Trafficking ......"

"Filthy and Adulterous ......"

"Do you agree with the above crimes?"

No, I don't agree with it, even if it's true, but I can't admit it from my mouth!

If I confess these accusations, then the image of the temple will be devastated, and I will be the greatest sinner of the temple for thousands of years!

"I confess!" Tenniel nodded slowly, the despair in his eyes almost breaking through the sky.

No, let me shut up! I beg you, kill me!

"Temple confession!"

"I confess! Temple confesses!" Tenniel roared, the voice echoing over the town.

His answer was clearly heard by all.

The die is cast......

Tenniel felt a relief, his consciousness regaining control of his body, and he straightened up with a shudder as he looked at the crowd below.

The eyes of the people frightened him, not anger and cruelty, but a very strange look, like looking at the pigs and sheep in the sheepfold, and they were silent, and Tanniel knew that it was something more terrible than anger.

Hatred, despair, rebellion!

There was a terrible silence beside the high platform.

It's a creepy scene.

These people in front of them, who had looked at themselves with admiration and prayed for their blessings, had been the most loyal believers of the Temple, willing to give their wealth and their lives for the first command of the Temple, but until this time they had been completely pushed to the opposite side by the Temple.

The devout believers of yesteryear are long gone, replaced by a group of demons dominated by hatred.

The silence did not last long, and the councillor spoke again, waving his arms: "What punishment should we give to such an enemy?"

"Hang him!"

"Hang him!"

In unison, the sky was occupied by thunderous shouts, and the councillor nodded: "Of course." ”

"Take him to the gallows!"

The two soldiers re-erected the limp Tennier, took off his robe and threw it into the brazier, and tied a rope around his neck.

"Is there anything else you'd like to say?" the councillor walked up to Tenniel and asked softly, "Do you have any last words that I can convey to your family?" ”

"Last words...... No...... I don't have anything more to say......" Tenniel gritted his teeth: "If you can, I hope you can return my body to my homeland......"

"I'm sorry, I'm afraid this won't work!" the councillor rejected Tennir very dryly, "How many Void Ancestors have died because of the temple and fallen thousands of miles away from their homeland, and they don't even have their names left, why are you the makers of all this, and why do you ask me for this right?"

"If it weren't for the fact that it was too bloody, I would even want to put you in public**......" The Councilor's pupils flashed with a faint gold, and he sneered: "It's just like this, it doesn't look like a god's practice." ”

"You're definitely not a savior...... The looting of the nobles has long been ordered by the archbishop to stop, but why are there so many unidentified nobles who are still armed to massacre civilians?" Tenniel was sure that the councillor would not accede to his request, and he took one last look at the councilor's face, as if he wanted to engrave this face deeply into his mind: "You are just a demon who is good at intrigue and trickery, and it is the army that you sent people to disguise themselves as nobles......"

"It's time. The indifferent expression on the councilor's face regained, "I have other things to do, and some words, let's save them to hell and say them to the innocent people who died." ”

"We will be victorious! when our new god comes!" the crowd erupted.

"We will be victorious! Long live the King of Light!"

Standing on the highest platform, the councillor seemed to radiate some kind of divine light all over his body.

"It's a miracle! Long live the King of Light!"

Tanir watched all this silently, and suddenly began to laugh: "Fools...... Fools, fools! You think you have found the light!"

"Hang him!" the councillor raised his finger lightly.

The plank opened, and Tenniel's weightless body struggled limply in the air for a few moments, finally calming down.

......

"The war waged by the Capet family in the Tieliu Kingdom will not stop anytime soon," a young officer pointed to the punctuation on the map in a residence in Oxwei Town, "Compared to us, the Capet family is obviously a greater threat, and the number of crusaders stationed in the Void Ancestor City will definitely not increase again." ”

The councillor touched the bridge of his nose: "How many people are in our army?"

"Twelve thousand or so, of whom two thousand are the remnants of the royal family, and the rest are recruits made up of poor people, oh by the way, and some of the captured nobles. The young officer thought for a moment and added, "But this number is increasing rapidly, and since the battle of the Fallen Pine Lord, there are many ordinary people who have seen the true face of the Holy See, and they have left their homeland to join us, and among them there are even some mayors and nobles loyal to the former royal family. ”

Battle of the Fallen Pine Collar......

The councillor smiled.

It was a perfect piece.

Not only did the people of the Void Ancestor deepen their hostility towards the Holy See, but they also greatly promoted the name of the Eye of the Heavens, and although the battle ended in failure, the main force of the Councillors suffered no losses at all.

This is a defeat that has already been planned.