"Calm down!" Owen's lash was loud and intimidating, producing a sonic explosion that was inferior to even thunder.

While shouting, he concentrated his spiritual power and transmitted it into William's body through the palm of his hand. Mental power suppressed the restless magical self-defense mechanism in William's body, and William finally calmed down, however......

"Kill me...... Stop it...... No...... No...... Please...... Stop...... Kill me......"

William wept, pleading, muttering. Warm tears welled up from the iron man's eyes, merging with the heavy rain.

"What the hell happened to you?" William's unusual behavior shocked Owen's heart.

It seems that this brainwashing magic is not simple. With great doubts, Owen invaded William's spiritual world through telekinesis......

"Stop him!"

Three more priests rushed around the corner and stopped in front of Edward Xiumiro. The two priests picked up their clubs and rushed towards Edward, leaving the priest to chant a copy of the Holy Book and launch a hymn attack. The so-called "chanting" is an ancient method of light magic, in which the priest of light sings the hymns of the angels of the Holy Book through guò, establishing a spiritual connection with the angels in the kingdom of heaven, and indirectly summoning divine power from the kingdom of heaven to punish evil enemies. Chant is extremely powerful once unleashed, but due to the time-consuming and less practical nature of chanting, chanting attacks have been replaced by the less powerful but more convenient Light attacks as new spellcasting items such as silver crosses have been mass-promoted.

"One after the other, endlessly. Edward's expression of disgust was evident as he swung his "endless sigh" and slashed the two priests and their clubs with a single sword.

Finally, the priest who was singing was taken aback, he had thought that his two companions would be able to buy him at least ten seconds, but he did not expect that the two companions would fall after just one face. With no one to buy him time, the hymn could not be fully used, and the priest made a wise decision: he threw the book at Edward, then turned to the end of the hallway and fled.

Not long ago, Edward and his mount, the King of the Corpse Dragon, were blocked by the elite soldiers of the Pope's personal guard using the Aegis Array in the Hall of Reflections, watching the Pope enter the secret passage and escape. The Aegis Array lived up to its reputation, and the Vampire Prince and the King of the Corpse Dragon, who could not be resisted by thousands of troops, were blocked by only a few dozen shields. Even destroying the floor where the contemplation hall was located would not allow them to move forward even half a step, but the S.H.I.E.L.D. array was not without its drawbacks.

Although the S.H.I.E.L.D. array can bounce off a physical and magical attack, it cannot fully absorb all the kinetic energy generated by the impact, and some soldiers' physical fitness is slightly lacking compared to their comrades next to them, and the remaining kinetic energy that is not fully absorbed causes them to involuntarily move backwards, thus causing a disconnect with their comrades around them, causing the aegis array to create a slight gap. Seeing through this shortcoming, Edward synchronized his impact with the zombie dragon while transforming into a bat himself, passing through the small gaps in the defenses and flying in the secret passage before the secret door was about to close.

The King of the Corpse Dragon and the soldiers of the Papal Guard, armed with shields, were left in the Hall of Reflections, which had been destroyed by Yan Zhan. The invasion of the Vampire Prince is inevitable, and it is imperative for both the zombie dragon and the pro-guard soldiers to stop the other party from sending reinforcements. The situation of their battle has nothing to do with Edward.

Behind the secret passage is a long corridor that leads to an unknown area in the depths of the Papal Palace.

In addition to the papal guard, which is home to more than 100 people, there are also more than 1,000 priests living in the huge papal palace. The priests who were selected to enter the papal palace were all screened at various levels, and each of them was an elite light priest at the level of a high-ranking bishop or above, and they had also received combat training in the use of sticks and other weapons for a long time, and their combat effectiveness may not be as good as that of the papal guards, but they were not inferior to the elite troops of secular countries.

On Edward's way forward, there were constantly such priests rushing out, trying to block Edward's way with sticks and magic, and the result was self-evident, their bravery was nothing more than a mantis arm to catch the car, most of them died tragically under Edward's sword, but there were also a very small number of people who were psychologically fragile, just like the priest who used the holy chant just now, and immediately turned around and fled when they saw that the shape was wrong, and they were lucky to escape, because Edward did not have time to chase down the rout.

The long corridor behind him was littered with the corpses of dead priests, the white, shiny walls and floors stained red with blood, and the air was filled with the smell of blood, but the smell of blood did not prevent Edward from tracking the Pope's scent until he reached the two black stone doors.

The two doors are carved with two statues of angels that are taller than a human life, and unlike the white, silver, and gold pigments used in ordinary angel statues, these two bottles of angels are painted in pure black, giving people a deep and sad feeling. The angel on the left gate is a seated man, shirtless, with his hands on his head, and an expression of endless sadness, while the angel on the right gate is a standing woman, wearing an old-fashioned draped dress, exposing her left shoulder, covering her eyes with her hands, and weeping and wiping tears.

In addition to the two angels, the stone door is also engraved with a verse from the Holy Book: "There is nothing that is concealed that is not revealed, and there is nothing that is hidden that is not known." These two sentences seemed ironic to Edward's eyes.

Dawning Villa has been collecting intelligence on the Papal Palace for more than 1,700 years, but Eduard Xiumiro, who is the bloodsucking prince Dekra, has no idea that there is such a mysterious place in the Papal Palace. It's impossible to know what kind of world is on the other side of the door, but one thing is for sure, the Pope is hiding behind the door.

Nothing is more devastating than what is seen now.

His body was fixed in an erection box, with only his head exposed.

The skull was swept down in one piece, revealing the white brain.

He was surrounded by four men or women dressed in priest attire, one of whom held a disc made of magic crystals hanging over his brain exposed to the air. Four silver needles were attached to the bottom of the disc and plunged into the vessel-strewn brain, and another cleric used a magic pen to write certain magical symbols and patterns on the crystal disc. A goddess stood beside her with a cross that glowed with holy light, casting a spell to keep her body organs working, and finally a male priest stood on the other side, copying and recording in a notebook with a quill pen.

On the wall ten meters away, three meters above the ground, there was a terrace, on which stood a man in a white robe, watching this qiē with cold eyes. There was no one in the Central Church who didn't know who this man was, and the silver mask that covered his face was his identity.

As the magic pen on the crystal disc rotates, magic symbols and patterns take shape, and then merge into the magic crystal, and then turn into a state of magical energy, which is transmitted to the brain through four silver needles.

Segments of old memories are deleted and replaced by new memories that have been artificially written.

In this unimaginable brainwashing process, the brainwashed person must be in a state of consciousness throughout the whole process to ensure that the memory is completely replaced. William Mano, the former "free knight", endured both ** and mental torture, the kind of pain far beyond the limit of human endurance, and struck this strong man.

In fact, William did not want to resist, but the nerve connection between his brain and limbs had long been artificially severed, and William was like a lamb to the slaughter, watching others fiddle with his head like a toy.

"Don't ...... No...... Please...... Kill me...... Stop it...... Kill me...... Come on...... Let me die......"

William wept and wailed bitterly, tears running down his gill and into the cracks in the erected boxes. He even looked at the Pope standing on the high terrace and begged for a little forgiveness with pitiful eyes.

No one would listen to his cries, no one would heed his pleas, no one would give him sympathy, and the man in the silver mask standing on the terrace was indifferent. This kind of brainwashing is not a punishment for William's betrayal of the Holy See, but just a reality that has never succeeded so far. Perhaps after today, William would still be a paladin of high status, but at this moment, he was not even a human being, just a pathetic substance, no different from the hundreds of millions of white rats that died at the hands of alchemists.

......

"Huhuhuhuhu......"

Owen gasped and gulped. If it weren't for the freezing of the rain, Owen probably didn't realize that he had returned to the real world for a long time.

Exploring William's subconscious spiritual realm, Owen was also deeply shocked. The spiritual connection just now made Owen experience the situation firsthand, and also experienced the pain suffered by William. If it weren't for the fact that he had a similar painful experience on the island of death in his early years, I'm afraid that Owen would have already had a nervous breakdown.

"The Central Church treats its own people like this! They don't use ordinary psychosuggestive magic, but directly modify the cerebral cortex to brainwash. What can I do to restore his memory without damaging his brain?" Owen struggled to figure out a solution, but had no idea for a moment.

However, the contemplative Owen made a low-level mistake of being distracted when he shouldn't have let his guard down.

"Wow!"

Roaring William was a stimulated beast, and he suddenly broke free of his right hand, which was controlled by Owen, and pierced the latter's body with a sharp long sword.

"Uh......" Owen clutched his blood-dripping stomach and took a few steps back, blood gushing out from the two penetrating wounds on his stomach and back, mixing with the rain and staining the ground red. "It's terrible. The shape reversed in an instant, and Owen felt remorse for his carelessness.