"Kill?", Duke Luke was surprised, "Are you saying that those old foxes of the Holy Church will tear their faces and order those cathars to attack civilians?", he shook his head, "They are not young men with strong blood, and they will not act so impulsively. ”

"But what are they going to do with the mob's attack?", Duke Mortier spread his hands, "they can't open warehouses and put food for disaster relief, and as the number of untouchables who freeze and starve to death increases, those untouchables will behave more and more radically, and if the Holy Church does not punish them, these mobs will be able to attack the Holy Church even more frantically." ”

"At that time, will those old foxes watch the Sanctuary be demolished?"

"So the most likely action they can take is to make an example of the monkeys! first kill a group of mobs who are leading the trouble, and deter all the untouchables, and then make up nonsense such as demonic possession, heavenly justice, etc., to frighten the ignorant fools, so as to restore their hypocritical image. ”

Duke Luke nodded, "You're right, they are now riding a tiger, it is better to be decisive and use drastic means to stabilize the current situation in Honkai." ”

"It's just that no matter how much the broken porcelain is repaired, it can't be restored to its original appearance. A sneer appeared on the Duke's face, "If you want to make up for a lie, you need more lies to make up for it." ”

When that time comes, their hypocritical faces have been torn apart, and God's slogan of loving the world has become a joke, and not only will they lose the support of many believers, but they will also be divided within themselves. ”

"In any case, we can achieve the goal of severely damaging the Holy Sect and curbing their development, and that Your Majesty must be more careful to consider the issue of the heir. ", said the Duke of Mortier with a smile.

"That's right, the purpose of the Holy Sect is already exhausted, but their power is too huge, and the emperor is forced to let the second prince recruit troops and expand his power. If the Holy Sect was really weakened, it would be impossible for His Majesty to let go of this opportunity, and he would not have watched the Violet banner be replaced by the Holy Cross. Duke Luke must have said.

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At the same time, unlike the Manny and Hawley districts in Shenghui City, which are peaceful and peaceful on weekdays, the Sanctuary is filled with smoke and dust and is full of devastation. The road was lined with rubble that had been pushed and destroyed, and the lonely, intact or broken crosses, stuck in the broken ruins, were like burial grounds full of tombstones.

The statues of the gods, which can be seen everywhere on a daily basis, are now discarded on the side of the road like broken garbage. Either an arm or arm is missing, or even half of the body is missing, or there is no nose or eyes on the face, making the compassionate face of the idol look ridiculously funny now. And the white lily, which used to be everywhere in the Sanctuary, has now disappeared without a trace, and not even a single petal can be seen or found.

In the famine years, the hungry people not only gnawed the bark of trees, ate grass, but even ate the soil if they were hungry, and now the flowers and plants in the holy area must have entered the stomachs of these hungry people. As for the so-called symbol of purity, the proof of faith, what is the significance of it to them?

Between life and death, there is a great terror, and there are very few people in this world who can transcend life and death. Not a saint, or a fanatic.

As far as the eye could see, it was as if the entire sanctuary had been hit by a natural disaster, and about a tenth of it had been destroyed by the mob. Ashes, dust, corpses, ruins, this place is no longer sacred and noble in the past, but full of death and decay.

It is no longer a place blessed by God, nor is it the other side that is high up and different from the world.

At this time, it has fallen into the mortal world, but it is the place where happiness cannot be reached.

"Damned liars, damned holy cults, you are all going to hell!"

"A tooth for a tooth, an eye for an eye, a blood debt for blood! You have killed so many people, go and bury those who have died!", these are the mobs who are sure that the Holy Church has hidden food or attacked the church, shouting angrily. Now they can't turn back, they can only encourage the refugees around them, pull them onto the thief ship, and fight against the Holy Religion together.

"Open the warehouse, let's see it with our own eyes, we only trust our own eyes!"

"After such a long time, you have to give an explanation, do you really hide the grain privately, otherwise why don't you dare to open the warehouse for us to witness with our own eyes!"

"Open warehouses, open warehouses!", such calls are getting louder, and they make up the majority of refugees. Either they are not very strong believers, or they are too timid to attack the civilians of the church, or they are unassertive.

It's just that as the number of people dying of starvation continues to increase, more and more refugees join them. It is not so much that they want to witness whether the Holy Sect is lying, but that they expect that the Holy Sect has deceived them before, and that the Holy Sect's warehouse is really full of food, and as long as they open the warehouse, they will be able to feast and fill their stomachs.

Because this is their only hope for life.

More and more refugees gathered, unbelievably or guided, chanting slogans and heading like a tidal wave towards the center of the sanctuary and towards the headquarters of the Holy Church, the Holy Grace Cathedral!

"His Majesty the Pope is there, and he will definitely save us!"

"The storehouse of the Holy Church is hidden in the church, and we will survive there. Such a statement quickly spread through the crowd.

The black, scrawny people, looking from afar, were like dark clouds covering the sky, slowly swallowing up the holy area. There was no sparkle in their eyes, no expression on their faces, and except for a few who shouted slogans, the vast majority of the refugees seemed to be numb and staggered forward.

Perhaps they have long lost hope of life, but the instinct to survive has prompted them to take steps. They just know forward, forward, to the place where the clouds are connected. The towers of the Cathedral of the Holy Radiance, towering into the sky as if connected to the abode of the gods, became a signpost for the refugees.

On the opposite side of these refugees was the Holy Church Protectors, who were heavily armed and ready to face the enemy, although they were far outnumbered by these refugees. But they are powerful and armed to the teeth, and it is not difficult for them to kill or disperse these refugees.