Broken crystal glass spilled on the streets, and blood stained the portrait of the saint.

In the middle of the night, the city of light under the blood moon ceased to be noisy, and a pair of blood-red eyes lined the road, gazing respectfully and fearfully at the slowly passing carriage that carried their master.

"Are there no more resistors?"

The voice of the swordless came from inside the carriage, and the wind and frost carefully chose the words to reply: "No, master, there is a saint cemetery behind this city, and there are still human beings dying there. ”

The humans who defend the cemetery are the most devout believers, and they swear to the death not to let the blood clan tainish the glory of the saints, and it can be said that it is the most stubborn area.

"Graveyard of the Saints?" There was disgust in Wujian's voice: "Send more people to destroy it, and I will be disgusted when I hear the name." ”

"Yes." Wind and Frost glanced at the blood clans on both sides, and the countless blood clans that had been standing quietly lit up their eyes one after another, and they opened their wings and flew out of the street with great honor. They will do everything to fulfill the orders of their masters, arguably the most loyal army in the world.

"Can those priests be converted into their fellow citizens?"

"Hard, hosts...... And even if they succeeded, they would not be able to use the power of the church. ”

Clerics who don't know how to use light skills don't have much effect after being converted, while other classes like Mage Warriors are even more powerful after being converted. This is mainly due to the determination of the blood clan's caste, the source of the birth of this race comes from the technology of the demon race, and the demon race and the power of light are mutually restrictive existence.

It's a pity that there is no sword, but she doesn't feel sorry, the effect of capturing Bright City is enough.

The city of light has never been extinguished since its establishment, and many people hail it as the hope of mankind, so the symbolic meaning of its fall is not simply the destruction of a city, but also causes great panic in the human world.

This panic is very important to the Swordless, and the more they eliminate the Church, the less they threaten.

"Hasn't the green dragon come yet?"

"No...... Master, we arrived. ”

The carriage stopped, and the swordless stepped out of it, her movements not graceful, but enough to make up for any lack with her beauty.

A conical church appeared before them, with a semicircular staircase, a huge door carved with the image of the Holy Maiden, and delicate scrolls carved on the snow-white walls, reflecting the different colors of church glass to inlay the whole church in a sparkling light.

[This is where the Pope lives?] 】

Swordless brought a thrilling smile as he lifted his feet up the blood-stained staircase. Some of the Bloods who were cleaning bowed their heads and retreated to the sides, allowing their masters to walk unimpeded into the main hall filled with the smell of blood.

The basilica, once the seat of the Pope and dozens of bishops, was covered with a bright red carpet studded with white flowers, and now the carpet was even more beautiful than usual - stained with the blood of its master.

The Pope's throne wasn't exquisite, it wasn't even as ornate as the throne of the Snow Mist, but shrouded in golden light, it had a pure power of light that was superior to the craftsmanship of any craftsman.

Legend has it that anyone who sits on it will be burned by the flames of light except the Pope, and the sword is eager to give it a try.

She walked toward the throne on the high place.

"Master, no!" Frost tried to stop it, but her body was pinned to the spot and couldn't move, which was a warning from Wujian to her.

She could only watch as Swordless stepped up the stairs, then turned and sat down. The white flames burned with a "bang", and the hall was illuminated as if it were day, and the swordless figure disappeared into the white light.

"Master!" Wind and frost were in a hurry, but there was no pain in her body to tell her that no sword had been hurt - and her queen was safe.

Little by little, a touch of red began to appear in the white flames, and this red became bigger and bigger, engulfing all the white light in a short time, and the hall became red, and the reflection of the burning walls was like the flames of hell.

However, the red flame didn't last long, it shrank rapidly, and was immediately retracted by the swordless. The Blood Queen sat unharmed, the throne under her body covered with a faint layer of blood, and there was no longer the holiness she had before.

"What's going on?"

The wind and frost are unknown, so where is the power of light?

Wujian didn't answer this question, in fact, she had long seen through that the throne didn't have enough strength, and those powers of light were the will left by every pope. As soon as she sat down, the dead people appeared in her ear and kept muttering something righteous, bright, or something......

Wujian didn't expect these old guys to be so annoying, so he simply ate these wills - she is not afraid of living, and she is afraid of the dead?

"The City of Light already belongs to me, and I want to set the capital here."

She made a decision to disturb the stability of humanity, and after the death of Emperor Shakti, she would no longer worry about it, and the city of light was indeed the greatest irony of humanity, and this news would also drive those who are ignorant to fall into the net.

"So, let's determine the next goal......" Wujian looked down at Fengshuang and asked in a deep voice: "Cangzhi, Chunhui, Zhu Yue or Cangming?" ”

These were her next adversaries, and although the war was now in full swing, she had enough troops to launch a stronger offensive against one of the targets. This goal seems simple, but it also requires the prophecy of Wind and Frost as a reference.

"Cangji has the help of the White Tiger Clan, and behind it is the Elven Clan, and our rear is unstable and it is not suitable to use it as a target for the time being."

"Zhu Yue and Cangming have formed an alliance, and intelligence shows that they also have ties with the Radiant Empire, so I think they can also be put aside for the time being."

"Chunhui's situation is chaotic, and the king of Minduo is stupid, I heard that the two princes who are unfamiliar with the ruling have also driven Suzaku away, and it is a good time to attack."

Frost's words weren't much different from Bladeless's thoughts, but she would say that because there was no problem with the prophecy - that's what Bladeless cares about the most.

"That's ......"

She was about to give the order, but saw two men walk in.

"I can help you capture Chunhui, as long as I help, you will be able to obtain twenty cities and nearly a million people by this time tomorrow." The woman with pale lips and dry skin, as if she was going to fall in the next moment, walked in in and said, "You shouldn't refuse this offer. ”

Wujian glanced at the old mage beside her, and then stared at the woman: "Conditional?" ”

"Yes." The woman did not hesitate, she raised her head and looked directly at Wujian without fear: "After the matter is done, I want you to set me free." ”

Freedom, which means that she doesn't want to return to Qinglong? For the sake of twenty cities, is it worth offending one holy beast?

Wujian didn't hesitate - "Deal!" ”

There is no annihilation and no king, and the holy beast is not her ally, and the woman in front of her without a master will not live long. (To be continued.) )