Chapter 26 of the first hand

"Before your eyes is an evil heretic. Take him down and let him accept the judgment of the Lord. The indifferent voice of the hemp finch rang out. There was a murderous intent in the tone. With his kind and gentle voice in the market, it is completely two different concepts.

"Is this annoying? I just said a few words, and you're going to kill people? It turns out that the faith of the Seven Gods was spread by the sword? But it's also right to think that almost all of the great religions known have spread their teachings on blood and fear. It doesn't look like you're any different. ”

As soon as he finished speaking, a cultist rushed from behind. Lu Qiming slashed backhand, and the sharpness of the Enma knife directly cut him into two with the sword.

However, this bloody scene did not seem to deter the surrounding believers. These brainwashed fanatics, with cold eyes and no expression, do not seem to fluctuate for anything at all.

More than thirty followers struck almost simultaneously. But as soon as they drew their swords, they noticed that the enemy in front of them had disappeared. Then a crimson sword aura bloomed in the crowd. Lu Qiming had almost no scruples about making a move this time, and his true qi was surging, and the crimson sword qi slashed across the bodies of all the disciples in an instant.

The expression on the face of the sparrow, which had not changed for thousands of years, finally changed. This kind of swordsmanship with light and shadow effects is obviously beyond his imagination. You must know that for thousands of years, there has never been any real miracle of the Seven Gods. Even if there were, there was never such a brilliant light and shadow effect.

As a fantasy epic, in the whole story, there is not even a wizard who can set fireballs. Not to mention an old yin ratio who sells his reputation and reputation.

With only one knife, Lu Qiming directly closed the knife. Accompanied by the chaotic sound of falling to the ground around him, a smell of burnt flesh came. And at this time, the hemp finch finally realized that he might encounter a dead end today.

"What do you want?" The hemp finch has never said such a compromising word to anyone. He was the only one who calculated others. But this unknown cult god in front of him. It can only be a cult god, otherwise how can you explain that the other party has such a powerful power. Apparently not going to give yourself any time to plan.

"What do I want? I want all the humans in the entire continent of Westeros to unite and fight against the Wraiths. But I know that's impossible? You will fight for power, for money, for women, and for alliances. But the human beings of this world will never unite for some kind of public cause. (Throughout the story of Game of Thrones, except for a few people like Jaime and the little devil.) In the entire Seven Kingdoms, only a few children of the Stark family in the North, and the Mother of Dragons, who did not suffer from the poison of the Seven Kingdoms society, really fought for the human world. Any idea why? Because the whole human world is full of your cancers.

Today, I will purge you of these cancers. Guess what, will your gods show up to stop me? It's okay if you don't guess, you can't see it anyway. ”

With a snap, the knife flashed. The head of the sparrow flew more than ten meters away. Lu Qiming originally had the slightest idea, that is, to follow the influence of the other party, integrate the power of the church, and fight against the ghosts together. But after chatting a few words, Lu Qiming understood that this old guy would never be a helper. On the contrary, it will definitely become a big obstacle.

The old god of the North, the Green Prophet, has worked hard to fight against the Night King. But the Seven Gods didn't even fart from beginning to end.

At this time, a large group of golden robes had arrived from everywhere. The dozens of broken corpses on the ground made everyone nervous. Some of the golden robes directly picked up their crossbow arrows and aimed at Lu Qiming.

"Put down your sword." One of them called. With so many dead monks, they need to catch Lu Qiming Cathedral for a reason.

However, Lu Qiming simply glanced at them, turned around and walked in the direction of the cathedral.

Seeing that Lu Qiming ignored them, one of them directly pulled the trigger and shot towards Lu Qiming's calf.

However, I don't know if it's an illusion or something. The arrow missed. It looks like it can be shot. But in the end, the arrow seemed to slow down and missed the opponent's leg.

"Take him." The captain shouted. More than a dozen golden robes rushed straight forward.

Lu Qiming did not retreat, but advanced, and rushed directly towards the other party. As soon as the golden robe at the front raised his hand, he felt a chill in his throat. Before he could react, Lu Qiming had already appeared behind him and cut the throat of another golden robe.

As a fast sword, Lu Qiming, in the state of some three-layer blessings of the Heavenly Treasure Jian, dealing with these medieval knights is simply cutting vegetables and cutting melons. And this time he didn't take the initiative to chase and kill, but he didn't stay behind either. All who stood in his way, and those who swung his sword at him, were cut by him in the blink of an eye.

He walked unhurriedly towards the front. A string of corpses was left behind. At this time, the golden-robed captain had just drawn his sword and was about to step forward. But suddenly, he found that his brothers seemed to have fallen. The only thing left on the scene was himself, with the demon who left unhurriedly.

The captain who came to his senses only felt an inexplicable chill welling up in his heart. There was a crossbow at his feet, and the demon's figure was only twenty meters away. But the captain didn't have the courage to shoot at that back.

He just stared at each other blankly, and slowly walked into the cathedral. At this time, it suddenly dawned on me and rushed back.

King's Landing Cathedral, a thousand-year-old building. Countless monks, people come and go. But most of the people were only able to pray outside. The prayer room inside was only accessible to the great nobles.

Ignoring the monks on both sides, vigilant gazes. Lu Qiming walked in directly.

"Wait a minute, please untie your sword." The two monks sensed Lu Qiming's murderous aura and asked him to put down his sword and enter.

But in exchange for this life, all he got was Lu Qiming's backhand sword.

Blood splattered, and this time it happened under the gaze of hundreds of people and monks.

With a bang, the crowd dispersed. At the same time, somewhere some kind of alarm bell sounded. But all this does not have the slightest image of Lu Qiming. He continued to move forward at an unhurried pace. Until a group of disciples dressed in black robes, with a pentagram on their heads, and weapons in their hands, appeared in front of them.

An old man who looked like a bishop stepped out.

"This is the holy place, lay down your sword and accept the judgment of the Lord."

"Of course, as long as you call your Lord out, I am willing to accept its ruling."

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