Chapter 50: In the Flames
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The church of Somendir in the dark.
"him to the bone, my people!"
At Melissa's command, the Bloody Night Bat surged upwards towards the thunder swarm, surrounded by the sound of "poof" memplometrics flapping.
However, in the church that had lost its light, there were several sounds of glass breaking, followed by a "baking" sound, and suddenly there was a light, accompanied by a wave of heat.
The crimson flames that erupted from behind the altar spread out along the walls like fast-growing vines. The Blood Night Bat, which was pounced on the thunder, was frightened by the sudden light and heat, and was stunned on the spot, and its flight speed slowed down instantly.
"I saw it!"
Standing in the flames, a smile finally crept up on his face, and he seized the opportunity of a thousandth of a second to roll up the white tablecloth on the altar with a steel spear and slash it in mid-air. The tablecloth was licked by tongues of fire, waving and spinning on the tip of Ray's steel spear, forming a tornado that glowed crimson, sending away the bats that had approached him one by one.
When the tablecloth was burned and turned into scattered red sparks, a dozen burnt bats were seen lying on the ground, screaming miserably.
"My people, you ...... Why are you in such pain?" Melissa's eager voice came from the northeast corner of the church, "Bastard, what have you done to them?"
"I remember that most churches had holy oil hidden under the altar that could be burned. You think this place is your home, haven't you checked it out?"
Ray stepped out of the flames, his gray smock on the outside of his armor burned through several holes, tattered, his hair curled, his face and exposed hands also left traces of burning, against the blood on his face, it looked particularly hideous, but his steps were so steady, without the slightest hesitation, without the slightest cowardice, just as he had just endured the bite of hundreds of bats, but he moved unwaveringly in the direction of the altar in his memory.
At this time, Ray held a steel spear in his right hand and a dagger in his left hand, and the tips of both weapons were burned red because they were stained with burning holy oil--it was the spark produced by the collision of these two iron tools just now, igniting the holy oil that was poured on the ground by the thunder.
"How dare you hurt my people, and still with flames! Let my people be hurt by flames again, this crime, even if you die a million times, you will not be able to compensate!"
Hearing it, Melissa had lost her composure, and her tone revealed anger and hatred.
There were many flammable materials in the church, and the fire spread very quickly, and the flames had already swept up the bodies of the clergy on the ground, and the dried corpses that had lost their moisture burned quickly like dry wood. The flames further expanded the luminous territory so that Ray could clearly see the face of Melissa hanging upside down from the roof.
"Your eyes ......" Ray's hands were already shaking, and he couldn't even hold the weapon steadily.
Melissa's eyes in the light, no, she had no eyes at all! Her eyes seemed to be sewn up, and turned into a white, desperate film, which pasted on her cold, beautiful face, and turned her beauty into an indescribable misery and mystery.
Finally, Ray understood why Melissa liked the dark, because for a blind man, there was no need for light at all.
21:51。
Palace. This is the only place in Hansar that has a light other than the burning church of Somendir.
The war between the two kings has entered a white heat.
Black's "queen" appears aggressive as soon as she plays, mercilessly slashing one of White's "bishops" and cornering one of the "knights".
"Every member of our blood clan carries their own heavy story on their backs. Leon, for example, was a lord during his lifetime, and did everything he could to protect his subjects and subjects, but unfortunately he lived in the fifty years when religious persecution was at its most severe, and the dignitaries of various countries were willing to act as pawns for him in order to gain the support of the Central Church, and turned the campaign to eliminate heretics into a political tool to eradicate dissent. Leon is betrayed by his best friend, framed, arrested and imprisoned, and saddled with trumped-up innocent charges. The night before his execution, he was imprisoned and watched his brother, wife, and two young children tortured to death, and the only thing on his mind was the desire to gain the ability to travel through space to save his family. After tearing through the defenses of Duris with the "Queen", the Vampire Prince postponed the offensive of the "Queen", allowing the army led by the "Knight" to follow from the back and further widen the gap, "But compared to Leon, Melissa's fate was more bumpy. ”
Without saying a word, Duris instructed his pawns to retreat back to the second line of defense, not knowing whether to concentrate on the game in front of him or to listen patiently to the story told by the Prince.
"You should know that before the emergence of the Fayère Empire, a large area of land in the middle of the Brilliant Continent was once a divided and war-torn land, 7 or 8 principalities that were not subordinate to any suzerainty, fought endlessly in that land, this war lasted for almost 700 years, and finally your ancestor, Archduke Antonio of the Duchy of Heath, unified this land more than 200 years ago, and then through Guò years of foreign expansion and conquest, finally formed the current territory of the Fayye Empire. With that, the prince picked up the cup of blood that was placed on the side of the chessboard, took a sip, and then let another "knight" follow closely behind, forming a lineup of "chain horses", "But did you know that before the rise of your Duchy of Heath, the most promising one to unify this land was the other principality? ”
"Braden. "Duris knows history, and he immediately said the answer the prince wanted. At the same time, he gave up an "infantry" on the periphery and further narrowed the defensive line.
"Yes, the Duchy of Braden has always been the most powerful nation in that divided land. If it weren't for some tragedy that shouldn't have happened, how could your Fayèle Empire appear in the future?" the unforgiving prince pushed his "infantry" forward and trampled on the place where Duris had just retreated.
"Could it be that Melissa you're talking about is Monica Braden, the last Empress of Braden?" Duris, the last "infantryman" who had not yet moved, made a move to "kill the passermen" and recover a point for the disadvantaged formation.
"The continued strength of the Duchy of Braden, which reached its peak during Monica's father's reign and the elevation of the Duchy to a kingdom, would have been ridiculed if anyone said that they did not believe that the Kingdom of Braden would unify the central part of the continent. The prince killed the valiant White "infantry" and gave an affirmative answer to Duris's question.
"Indeed, at that time, the Duchy of Heath was in a dangerous situation, bordering most of the principalities, and it was not advantageous in terms of land and population, so it was not difficult to protect itself, let alone participate in the battle for supremacy. Had it not been for the sudden collapse of the Kingdom of Braden overnight, the Duchy of Heath, like other principalities, would have been lost to the dust of history. "Duris came to the "King Enters the Castle" once, so that the two "Castles" entered the battle state at the same time.
"It's all because of one man. The once majestic and prosperous capital of the Kingdom of Brayden, with its more than 800,000 subjects, was buried in flames along with the country's history. The Prince moved his "Empress" again, and "from then on, Empress Monica Braden disappeared completely, and in her place was Melissa, the 'Bat Queen'. ”
21:58。
The fire spread quickly, and the church of Somendir was already in flames.
Although she couldn't see it, the rolling heat wave reminded Melissa of the devastating fire more than 200 years ago.
"Let my people be hurt by the flames again......! This sin!"
Ray could hear that Melissa at this time had been manipulated by anger and hatred, and the murderous aura emanating from her body actually made him feel a kind of pressure to throw down his weapon and turn around and run away.
But Ray persevered, not backing down, his hands holding the two scorching weapons unrelenting, his eyes staring at Melissa hanging upside down from the roof, trying to find any flaws in her, and mentally racing multiple counterattacks.
"I wasn't going to kill you, but now you're going to die!" Melissa's growl, making it clear to anyone who heard her that she had fallen into madness.
"Come on. Ray's body arched back, he was ready for any impact.
However, Melissa didn't move at all, and Ray heard a loud "buzz" that seemed to be coming from his head, like a voice suddenly exploding in his head.
The sudden sonic explosion made any preparation for Ray meaningless, and he reflexively let go of the steel gun and dagger, covered his ears with his hands, and fell to his knees on the floor in pain......