In the Jackdaw Hotel, the gray-robed men handed over the carriage to the shopkeeper, told him to feed the horse, and warned him not to go to the coffin on the carriage, and went into the hotel to hug the slave girls to consume.

"I said, chief, why hasn't the body of this traitor stinked after thirty-five days?"

"You ask me, how do I know, maybe it's approaching winter, the temperature drops, and the corpses are decomposing very slowly."

"Yes, but it's really nostalgic, the days of the Black Construction Committee are so leisurely, there is food and drink, it's a pity."

"Be quiet, don't let people know that you still have a crush on the Black Construction Committee!"

In the middle of the night, a passing carriage suddenly reined in the reins of the horse, and the carriage made a sharp brake sound, which caused the night watchman who was guarding the door to rub his sleepy eyes, and came out to investigate, and an old man in an embroidered golden white robe and a high pointed hat walked down, looking at the cross embroidery on his body, and the gold scepter of the cross in his hand, the gray robe immediately shouted to the door:

"Chief, Pope, it's the Pope of Chises!"

Holding the fruit girl sleeping soundly nine toes, immediately a spirit climbed up, put on his clothes and climbed the basement, he walked to the Pope Shi Li, who was already standing in front of the coffin, and said:

"Master Paxter, why are you here?"

"Lord Nine Toes, I was just passing by, but my Lord God told me to stop and tell my oracle that there are faithful followers of the Lord God here, and I teach the remains of the Holy Son, and I have reason to pray a farewell for him, right?"

Nine Toes stepped aside and said:

"Please. If there is anything needed, you can always ask us. ”

"No need, you have been tired for many days, so I won't bother you, I can complete the farewell prayer ceremony alone."

Ninetoe stood uncomfortably beside him as the Pope pulled out a thick gold book from the large cloth pocket at his side. Begin to open the first page and rush to the coffin and read:

God said that the world came from the Father, but the father forgot mercy and kindness, and God could not bear to see the descendants of his father suffer from confusion and sickness, so God gave up his divinity, picked up the light in human nature, and came to walk in the world. God was just an ordinary farmer, working in the fields every day, resting at home, in order to experience people's lives, God married a wife named Ru Ning, when God's first child was born in this world, a auspicious cloud flew over the dwelling. So God decided to name His child ......"

The stinky and long "Introduction to the Faun" is more than 300,000 words, and under the unhurried pace of the Pope's speech, the nine toes and the gray robes around them yawned. Nine Toes told the gray-robed men to take care of the Pope, and went back to sleep, and this thought was read until the morning of the second day, when Zhang Huen was lying in a coffin, listening to the contents of the "Introduction", almost all of which recounted the history of the faun. The learning progress in my head is jumping at a rate of 0.05%, and it has jumped to 99.25%.

"Isn't it over yet?"

Nine Toes, who had slept well, came to the gray robe, and they shrugged helplessly, looked at the Introduction, which was almost about to turn the last page, and said:

"I really don't know where the old man got such good energy, he has been studying all night."

"Pope. We're on our way, you see, isn't it ......"

"Right now, there's one last page to finish, and it won't delay your trip!"

Paxter's sweat had soaked through his white robes, and he tried to control the speed of his speech, trying not to show timidity and panic, but the last introduction was all about the birth and meaning of the paladin, and no matter how he disguised it, the white light on the book slowly became brighter and brighter, seeping into the coffin.

"I say, Pope, you're not doing magic, are you?"

Nine Toes found the white light in the coffin, and he walked towards Paxter, he didn't know anything about Chises, who knew if Chises' Pope would have some magic to bring the dead back to life, if he was doing it, it would be a big trouble. When the Pope saw him coming, he immediately picked up the introduction, detoured to the back of the coffin, and shouted at a loud speed:

"God says that my child, you were born of war, you are familiar with darkness and evil, and even in the face of intrigue and intrigue you can disperse them with the sword and shield of light, and you should not indulge in sorrow and death all your life, but you should get up, stand up, wave the sword and shield in your hand, and defend the purest character of mankind! I am Chisers, I am your Lord God, I will never forsake you, I am the Lord God of mercy, I hate a qiē hypocrisy, I am good at saving the world, I am equally good at punishing the wicked, arise, my warriors, let all ......"

"Kill him!"

Nine Toes watched the white light on the introduction continue to pour into the coffin, and panicked to order his men to kill the Pope, and the gray robe came towards the Pope, and the Pope gasped and circled around the coffin, shouting:

"Cunning and evil...... Burst...... Villains, all in ...... In my ...... Under the Glory ......"

Paxter, who had two swords in his body, was lying on the coffin, the introduction in his hand had fallen to the ground, Nine Toes ran over and slashed at his head with a sword, Paxter's whole body glowed white and shouted with the last of his strength:

"Trembling ......"

Nine Toes cut off the Pope's head, but the Pope's face was so peaceful, white light poured from him into the coffin, the white light in the coffin was scattered through the gap, and a hand suddenly smashed the coffin board and stretched out from it.

"May you return to the bosom of Chises, my parishioners!"

Zhang Huen read the words of remembrance of the death of the parishioners in the introduction, smashed open the coffin board, and sat up from the coffin with a blue face. Zhang Huen rolled down from the coffin, drew the two long swords inserted in the Pope's back, and walked towards the nine toes.

Nine Toes laughed dryly, didn't even bother to explain, and shouted:

"Kill him, he doesn't have an artifact in his hand, just like us, he's an ordinary ......"

Zhang Huen swept over the side of the nine toes. Ninetoe's head fell to the ground, blood spurted from the broken part of his neck, and he pushed down Ninetoe's body with his right hand, saying:

"I'm not the same as you, even if I don't have an artifact in my hand, I'm not the same!"

The remaining grey-robed men fled outside the hotel. Zhang Huen didn't care about these fleeing guys, walked into the hotel, pushed open the door and saw the iron head and steel legs in clothes with the rest of the gray robe rushing towards him, after a burst of sword light, Zhang Huen walked out of the hotel in the frightened eyes of the boss and the shopkeeper, the early morning sunlight shone into the hotel shop, which was full of dozens of corpses in gray robes.

He took a cart-pulling horse, turned on his horse, and headed south. After a while, he caught up with the gray robes who were running on the dirt road, sword by sword, sword by sword, with a numb expression as if he did not find that he was killing the gray robes who had no power to resist, and the merchants and passers-by along the way were frightened by his cold and sharp killing methods, and hid in the bushes beside the road and waited for him to gallop after galloping, and then ran out to search the corpses of the gray robes on the ground.

Zhang Huen killed the gray robe who fled to the south, and he didn't have time to pay attention to the gray robe who fled in other directions. The three main gods replayed in his mind one by one what had happened after he had fallen unconscious, the fall of the horns, the martyrdom of Semir and Ciel, the fall of the barbarians, and the futility of the white face. The fall of Sauron, Bell, Torres, and Julian continued to invade his soul, and the hatred and pain in his eyes were not acting, the feeling of going through hell and going through it again made him feel painful, and finally, at his urging, at the expense of his horsepower and body, the drooping horse fell to the ground due to fatigue. Zhang Huen got up from the ground with tears in his eyes, and walked towards the north gate of the Dengqiao not far away, holding his double swords.

A pair of small eyes hidden in the hay pile of a carriage entering the city spotted Zhang Huen who was walking towards the city gate, and she covered her mouth tightly to avoid shouting his name out loud, and the silver robe at the city gate was checking the old man in the carriage. Suddenly, I heard the exclamations of the people entering the city, and looked towards Zhang Huen, under the noon sun, a man who was full of evil qi and the double swords in his hands were still dripping blood, wearing a gray robe and a staggered steel obsidian crown, walking towards them step by step.

"Hey, who are you? Drop your weapon! ”

The silver-robed captain who was guarding the city walked towards Zhang Huen with ten city guards, and Zhang Huen's tears fell on the dirt road one by one, and he looked up at the silver-robed men and said:

"Mencius, chairman of the Black City Post-War Reconstruction Committee, is here to congratulate His Majesty Figaro on sweeping away the interior of the United States and becoming a great treasure!"

With the words of congratulations and congratulations in his mouth, there was no breath of coming to see him on his body, and the captain of the silver robe was anxious, and waved his hand at his hand, and ten silver robes immediately surrounded him.

"Lay down your weapons and show your identification, otherwise ......"

"By the way, how can you meet Your Majesty empty-handed, just use your dog's head as a welcome gift for entering the city!"

After Zhang Huen finished speaking, the speed suddenly rose up and rushed towards the captain of the silver robe, the two silver robes who blocked his way only felt a flower in front of him, Zhang Huen swept past him, the double sword cut two bloody cuts on the necks of the two, the two covered their necks and fell obliquely, the captain of the silver robe stepped back and drew his sword, Zhang Huen swept past him, and a sword took away his futile resistance.

The people who entered the city were all dressed in splendid clothes, and today was a great celebration of the rebellion of Aulanger IV, and everyone who was present could enjoy free food and drink, and enjoy the juggling and magic tricks that came from all over the world, and many singers and bards from other places flocked to the city and began to compose various songs in praise of the great achievements of Oulanger IV. Today is the day with the most people in Dengqiao, and I am afraid it is also the day with the most deaths.

Zhang Huen solved the guard at the north gate on the ground, and the people around him immediately dispersed in horror, he walked to the old man who drove the hay, the old man stared at him fearlessly, Zhang Huen recognized the old man as the Kaifeng University Scholar of Neverwinter in disguise, he looked at the small figure in the hay pile, patted the old man on the shoulder and said:

"Leave with the little girl, leave it to me here, and I'll get justice for Mild!"

Scholar Kevon shook his head with tears in his eyes and said:

"We people in the north have no way out, not only me and Little Miss, all the homeless people, all the people who have a deep hatred of blood have come here, the Black King, if you want to kill Figaro, please count me in."

Zhang Huen didn't know when he got the nickname of the Black King, he saw that the city guards were coming over, and said to the old man:

"Then let's die together!"

After speaking, he rushed towards the oncoming silver robes. (To be continued......)