At this time in the army of Enomosen. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

The commander is the soldiers, all of them looked at the people who left there one by one, their weapons in their hands, completely confused.

Is there any need for this battle to continue?

The troops of the Berans have been withdrawn, what are they doing here?

Even the two women just now left here through their phalanx in a grand manner, as if these soldiers were completely ornamental, air!

That kind of attitude of being ignored by others, or even not being taken into account at all, makes many soldiers a nameless fire in their stomachs.

The low-level commanders also looked at the two women who walked out of their surroundings with an angry face, looked at their immediate superiors, and the Mayne Knight in the distance, and couldn't understand it, should they just let them go?

At this moment, surrounded by the army, in the open space covered with corpses in the center of the battlefield, only the black-haired young man in a white robe remained.

The gloomy sky enveloped the entire battlefield in a sense of slaughter.

The occasional breeze blew, and it was also full of blood.

Several Vulcan priests looked at the young man standing in the center of the battlefield with gloomy faces.

What does he mean by that? Do you really think you don't dare to do it?

From beginning to end, the spiritual power of several priests lingered faintly around Meen, wanting to find out what the strength of the legendary first pope was.

No matter how much he hides, there will always be some clues.

But from beginning to end, that young man was just like an ordinary person, there was no fluctuation of demonic energy in his body, and he did not react to their probing spiritual power.

This made them more and more confused.

Is he really just an ordinary person? Those so-called powerful powers are simply blown out?

It was like a layer of fog on that young man's body, and the more ordinary it was, the more uncertain it was in their hearts.

If he is really an ordinary person, but he stands in the midst of the hosts like this, without the slightest panic......

The Vulcan priest in charge had a gloomy face, and turned his head to look at the elderly knight beside him, "Your Excellency Mayne, if that young man is really the first Pope of the Holy Light Sect, should we send troops to take him down?" ”

There was a slight pause, "His Royal Highness the Prince of the Bolan Royal Family got out of our hands, if this matter is passed back, I'm afraid the higher authorities will blame it." ”

The old knight's face was also solemn, as the red-robed priest had said, allowing Prince Berland to escape was equivalent to defeat.

With such a huge disparity in troops, and a few court mages posted in, no amount of reason could hide their huge defeat in the war!

Even Myne could already think of His Majesty's furious face when the battle report reached the Scorching Sun Palace.

The world of the Mystic... Or maybe there is a huge, insurmountable gulf between the world of all those who wield extraordinary power and mortals!

Although the soldiers have witnessed the arrival of those legends on the battlefield, I am afraid that no one will believe such a reason!

One man stops a war?

Even if it gets out, people will laugh at him, Myne is a poor creature who likes to make excuses for failure!

Holding the hilt of his sword tightly, the coercion emanating from those two people just now had completely broken his inherent perception of the world.

What kind of powerful power can be mastered to reach the realm of those two existences just now!

Even the high-ranking knights at the pinnacle of the human world's martial arts are like ants in front of them!

There was a long silence, "Then Your Excellency means that we should try to capture the young man who seems to be the first Pope alive, and at least give an account to the above." ”

The red-robed priest nodded, "I think you also understand that if what happened just now spreads, I'm afraid no one will believe it." ”

Those noble lords who are full of fat brains don't understand such a legendary-level power, even an ordinary mysterious person is an unknown existence in their eyes.

"That's all there is to it. ”

The old knight turned back to the young knight beside him and said, "You take three hundred people, go and test the strength of that young man first, if there is a chance... Try to capture him alive. ”

"Yes!"

The Vulcan priest in charge spoke at this point, "Wait, I'll let Butler go with you. ”

The young priest who had already felt that he was standing on the side was too much to be on the side, heard the order of his superiors, and his heart was suddenly happy!

He listened to the conversation of several adults just now, and the young man in the square was suspected to be the first pope of the Northern Curia!

If that's the case, wouldn't it be a great achievement to capture him alive myself?!

Moreover, he had carefully investigated the strength of that young man just now, even if it was a mystic apprentice, he would react to the peep of foreign spiritual power, but that person knew nothing.

Snorted coldly in my heart, a bunch of ridiculous cowards, since you don't want to go yourself, then I, Butler, will get the credit!

With three hundred soldiers and the young knight, Butler couldn't wait to show the soldiers how powerful he was to control the flames!

Now that the gray-clothed Sword Saint and those court mages who are in the way should die and flee, it is time to show the world the essence of the Vulcan Cult.

What bullshit Holy Light Holy See, the name sounds pretty good, but I don't know what the strength of their first pope is compared to the bottomless high priest?

...

Meen looked at the soldiers who were walking towards him, and a young man in a red robe.

There was no change in complexion.

Not only the Vulcan Cult, but when the Iron Cavalry of the Holy War Legion walked all over Enomosen, those miscellaneous sects of Mien would be eliminated one by one.

The battle of beliefs is different from the political game, it is always a matter of life and death, without any compromise or cooperation.

Even more barbaric and bloody than war!

Accumulate grain and slowly claim to be king.

If it was said that in the north before, the Holy See was weak and had no foundation at the beginning, and Mien would not have too many ambitions that did not correspond to the actual situation.

Now, Meen believes that the entire human world should be bathed in the Light!

All sects are heretical!

Mortal affairs are handled by mortals themselves, and transcendents naturally have transcendental beings to deal with, which is why Mien did not suppress the Scorching Sun royal family with transcendent force and thunder.

The believers in the North need a war to cement their fanatical pursuit of the faith, and those in the South, mortals who have not yet returned, also need a war to let them know the consequences of consecrating against the Holy Light!

Compared to the transcendent methods that are difficult for them to understand and can only produce fear, war is more intuitive for them, and the effect goes straight to the soul!

A thousand miles of embankment was destroyed in an anthill.

Any large organization needs to start with the lowest structure, which is the core policy of Minne's rule of the Holy See.

Force is the sword in the hand, and the game and cooperation are only to prevent the power of the Holy See from being too centralized, and no one is perfect, and Mien asked himself that he has not yet been able to control everything in the entire human world, and it is the best choice to hand over some things to those who are good at it.

And at the bottom of these things, a huge base of believers is the cornerstone of the stability of the Holy See's rule!