The true and false sons have been divided, and there is no need for the battle to continue. Pilakius stood with his hands in his hands, his weapon in his hand, and looked at Christ's Peak.

"The clergy of the Inquisition is what it says, and there is no longer any need to fight. Sinners must be returned to the Son! After speaking, all the holy warriors who were lying in ambush near the stone alley quickly withdrew, and the medical personnel of the Holy See caught up and tried to treat the wounds of Yuzhu and Wei Songping. Fishbone frowned and was silent for a few seconds, but he didn't refuse. Because he knew that Wei Songping and Bao Fei had reached the last moment of running out of oil. If you don't receive professional treatment, you won't live long. However, Yao Jingtian, who was not seriously injured, remained vigilant, not only refused to receive treatment, but also tried to distance himself and was ready to respond to emergencies at any time.

This is just his nature, his temper, his cautious and suspicious disposition.

Wei Songping, who was briefly awake because of first aid measures such as blood transfusion and oxygen inhalation, hummed and chirped.

Xu Zheng ...... Ya's ...... Dasha X...... Ya has long been ...... Damn it......"

After chanting, he tilted his head and fell unconscious again.

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The Papal Temple on the Temple Peak was even more devastated and miserable.

The battle between gold-level holy warriors was one of the most dangerous battles in the world, second only to the "battle of the century" between Tang Yun and Xu Zheng, which had both a forbidden aether armor and a miniature engine. What's more, it's a "group # beating" again?

Except for Aulus, who has a replica of the King of Eri and the Helm of Arat, the others are also scarred by the battle. Palancas and Ru#g couldn't easily beat the trio of Aulus, Romecchios and Barth in a two-on-three fashion. But Romecius and the others had to always be careful about Pope Nero's thoughtfulness. The whole battle was evenly matched.

The one who was most seriously injured was Romechios, the [Rose of Eros] who was faintly restraining him. Most of Romecios' armor had been shattered, and most of the vines and vipers that had grown here had been burned by the lava. Without Barthes's distracting care, there would be no solid "arm" of Barthes. Romecios, who was already good at defense, was probably already hated on the spot.

Wow......

A series of swift and powerful footsteps rang out, and Pyrakius rushed into the Papal Temple, which was almost in ruins.

The news that Baili Fei defeated Shen Zheng and became the true Holy Son has spread. The followers of Tang Yun, Xu Zheng, and Pope Nero gradually split into three opposing factions.

There was silence for a long time, and the first to speak was Palancas, who was armed with a giant hammer.

"I have sworn allegiance to the Son, who is dead and has no meaning in living in the world." After speaking, the lava under his feet slowly gathered and rose. In the end, an incomparably hot cloud of magma was formed, which was poured on his head!

When the "lava" dissolved into basic energy, Parancas had been reduced to a charred corpse. But he still held the giant hammer in his hand, maintaining the dignity of a gold-level holy warrior and did not fall.

"Brother Palancas, are you embarrassing your Ru#Ge brother by showing me this example?"

Looking at the burnt and dried Parancas,* he looked up at the sky, and looked at the dome of the temple long since crumbling, and stared blankly for a long time. Then he began to slowly untie the golden armor tied to his body. With both hands raised, countless extremely sharp energy filaments fell under his head. directly cut himself into a ball of #minced # meat and scattered it all over the ground.

* Believing that he couldn't face death by standing up, he chose a more radical approach and left behind his glory as a gold-level holy warrior.

It just so happened that at this moment, the doubtful and confused holy warriors who were #surrounding# outside the temple quickly retreated and automatically gave way to a way. Let Tang Yun, who had just stepped down from the Christ Peak Blessing Altar, stride into the temple, just so that Tang Yun could see the scene in front of him clearly.

Why?

Why bother?

Why?

Is this loyalty? Is it the power of leadership?

The two self-defeating skeletons in front of him were reflected in Tang Yun's dark brown ...... No, it was the blue eyes that struck his heart like a hammer. Tang Yun didn't pity the two people in front of him, and he didn't intend to forgive everyone's sins like a virgin. But he wanted to know what kind of force made everything in front of him!

This is the power of the King of Iri? The power of leadership? The instinctive power of the "monkey pack"? What are the instincts that social beings naturally have? Loyalty worthy of praise?

The scene evoked by the last illusion of the [King of Iri] "Eight Directions Heart Illusion" in his mind resurfaced in his heart again, and Tang Yun smiled, not a cheerful smile. It was a mocking, mocking smile.

...... Incomparably majestic, with a huge body like a mountain, almost as majestic as a mountain and a river. The king is high, but he is just a small and humble worm......

...... A compassionate gaze, an outstretched hand, pulls itself out of the rope of the mire of fate......

...... Only by entrusting one's small life in the fate of the great king can one get a little comfort......

...... It is only through this kind of sending that we can have meaning and life, and we can have a bright destiny......

Is that the power?

What is the "puppet" of the world?

The light of a leader, the breath of a king. The assimilation of the philistine, the kidnapping of morality. The carving of the soul by fate, the blinding of nature to the heart by being born as a human being......

So what is still real in this world? What kind of dirt and lard can blind a person's heart to the point of giving up life?

Sacrifice your life for righteousness? How bleak is your life for the war criminals who were defeated in World War II and cut their stomachs for the glory of the king?

Loyalty? In the old calendar of China, because of secular morality, women who gave up love and happiness for a "chastity # festival # pai # fang", how bleak is your life?

But that Superman ...... The old calendar, the superman Nietzsche, who went crazy because he couldn't fit in with the mediocrity, how sad and lamentable, is your life?

......

Tang Yun didn't want to think about it anymore, he was already more and more glad that he was anti-authority and anti-mediocre personality. Even if you can't escape the fate of becoming a puppet in this world, but at least not to the extent of a marionette. There is also an essential difference between fifty steps and one hundred steps.

Raising his head slightly, Tang Yun could see it clearly. In front of Nero stood Archbishop Aulus and Chief Executioner Piraccius. Aulus is indeed powerful, and his aether armor is modeled after the King of Iri, and he has not shown any signs of exhaustion in battle. Pilakius fights the fishbone, although he is shocked that the fishbone is far superior to the strength of the gold-level shadow servant Quintus. But after all, he occupied a geographical advantage, put down the glory of a gold-level holy warrior, and fought by encircling and killing, and he also maintained a considerable degree of combat effectiveness.