The love of the crowd made Santammy breathless.

"I said, I can control myself!"

Santami's voice was resolute and sonorous, this was the second time he had explained, and it seemed that this was the only sentence he could explain.

If it was really for his sake, he would definitely argue with him, but Xia Yu was just silent, raised the long sword in his hand above his head, knelt on one knee, and didn't say a word.

In the past, the trust and love of the Crusade of Light and the Knights of Light for Saint Tammy was the source of fear for the bewitching devil, but at this moment, such loyalty and love and the foolish faith of the God of Light became a weapon in Xia Yu's hands.

Just like Ray Lo and the Knight of Light who was killed by a brown bear scratch before.

If people live only in hypocrisy, then the devil of deception will bring death to them in hypocrisy.

When Xia Yu realized that Santammy's influence on these Light Crusades and Light Knights was not an inexplicable mysterious force, but from the love and belief of these Light Crusaders and Light Knights, and from the perfect image that St. Tammy deliberately created to lead everyone to the light, everything seemed to be simple.

Now, it's time for Santami to pay the price for her false and perfect image!

Saint Tammy suddenly put the long sword in his hand on Xia Yu's neck, and said word by word: "I said, I can control myself!"

Even if the knife was on his neck, Xia Yu's expression was still so calm, without a trace of waves, he looked at Santami sincerely, his eyes contained only one message, that is, his trust in Santamy, his love for him even exceeded his own life!

If you can continue to shape this perfection, what is your life?

This fanatical love, just like the believers' fanaticism for God, the importance of faith is even more important than their own lives, the other party's knife is clearly on his neck, but Xia Yu showed an incomparably complicated expression, on one side is the tears in the corners of his eyes, on the other hand, the charming arc of happiness at the corners of his mouth, looking at Santammy's watery eyes, without a trace of impurities of clear.

In the eyes of the bewitching devil, it seems that it is not the other party's knife on his neck, but that he is holding the knife on the other party's neck, looking down on the other party's helplessness and pitiful.

"Santamy, you believe in your flawlessness and will be able to overcome your cowardice! Even if all of us are cowardly in the face of the devil, you will never be defeated by the devil, you are perfect!"

Xia Yu's words seemed to have caused Santami to suffer a divine punishment.

Santammy looked around at everyone present, and everyone was looking at themselves in the same way, sincerely, lovingly, trustingly, and encouragingly!

"Santamy, believe in yourself, you will definitely be able to overcome your weak side, and this will be the moment of your soul ascension!"

"Lei Luo is right, some people die, but he lives forever in our hearts, and his soul will be immortalized in the Light God Realm!"

"Come on, if even you can't overcome your weakness, succumb to the devil, and slaughter those of us who have been trained, what hope is there for the world?"

Wow, wow, wow, wow......

Santami took a few steps back in the snow unconsciously, leaning against a tree, "cough cough cough" at the same time, his eyes were empty and in disbelief, looking back on his life, and he couldn't even justify himself.

Suddenly, an infected person passed out, and Santami instinctively shouted when he came back to his senses, "Kill him!"

Yet no one moved.

All of this was done by Santami himself.

Xia Yu said calmly: "St. Tammy, do you remember what you said before? In order to let their souls rest in peace, and for their bodies not to be desecrated after death, we must make a choice, compromise is cowardice, that is, to succumb to the devil, and to be cruel to friends! Santami, Kakami is right, not for the sake of the God of Light, but for our selfish and stealing brothers!"

Tick, tick, tick, tick......

The tears of the bewitching devil were left like raindrops, and at this moment, no matter what Santammy chose, the bewitching devil had completely triumphed.

If Saint-Tammy does not choose to commit suicide, then his glorious image will be gone, and his heroic influence will be over, and even reduced to the level of a despicable villain who is inconsistent with his words and deeds, and will be spurned by others, and then Xia Yu can be even more radical, arousing the selfish desire of all the uninfected to live on the grounds that Saint-Tammy may threaten the survival of everyone, and lead everyone to besiege him.

And if Saint Tammy chooses to commit suicide, then the bewitching devil will skip the siege step and directly collect the soul.

The unconscious man was convulsing, and Santami was still struggling to make a decision.

But among the infestation, there was a knight of holy light who couldn't bear this pressure in the first place, and roared in tears: "Father, I must not let my family be disgraced because of me, forgive me for not being able to go back and do my filial piety for you!"

After saying that, the Holy Light Knight snatched the sword from the hand of a nearby person, shed tears, and with a "poof" sound, he killed himself.

"Ah......h

Immediately after that, there was a loud scream, and another Holy Light Knight infected person couldn't bear the pressure and killed himself.

Compared to the glorious faith of the Knights of Light, the Light Crusade is much weaker, although they are afraid, they will never kill themselves because of this, they have not yet established a family honor system, and they are not ashamed or disgraced.

"Huh. ”

Weeping and laughing, leaning powerlessly against Santami on the trunk, his eyes were moist, tears flowed, he looked at Xia Yu in a lost mind, and said in a low voice: "Lei Luo, bring this to the Pope, and tell the Pope that there is no winner in the war, only orphans and widows will be left." Promise me to bring them back safely. ”

After saying that, with a "poof", Santammy cleanly walked away, and the body lay limply on the ground.

"I will!"

Xia Yu responded in a tone that everyone could faintly hear, as if he was muttering to himself, and as if he was swearing, he naturally took over the leadership halo of the hero.

Standing up, Xia Yu calmly walked to St. Tammy's body, took a deep breath, and after a long sword, swept over, disposing of St. Tammy's body.

"Souls, souls, there are 221 soul units left!"

The indescribable sense of accomplishment, the bewitching devil's heart is almost about to let out a pleasant moan.

In the absolute weakness of strength and leadership, he actually relied on this way to kill a hero, not only did he not suffer any suspicion, but the other party entrusted everyone to him before he died, and he was sincerely grateful to himself!

This......

It's the art of demagogy!

After bowing to St. Tammy's body, Xia Yu, who took over the responsibility of leading the team, picked up the cloth bag and pendant in St. Tammy's hand, two last words, and turned to look at the many people who were full of anticipation.

They were looking at themselves with the same eyes they used to look at Santammy!

In the eyes of the bewitching devil, after a winter of common battles and all kinds of ups and downs, they got to know each other, and the love and trust that these souls should have had in Santammy had all belonged to them.

Even with a little trickery, he can easily snatch these souls.

If you decide to force the war of faith, you can try to bypass the decisions of the higher-ups, create a skirmish with the power you control, and kidnap the Church of Light War, even if you are judged for your own violations, it will be after the war.

"As long as you don't die unexpectedly, no one in this world can stop the coming of the war of faith!"

After Xia Yu finished praying, he came to the side of several knights of light who had killed themselves, and it was also a short blessing ceremony, in which Xia Yu replaced the work of St. Tammy and separated the corpses of these self-killed corpses.

Ahem, ahem, ahem, ahem.

The coughing continued, and among the infected, Jill suddenly cried "woo woo woo", looked at Xia Yu and sobbed: "Lei Luo, I'm sorry, I didn't kill myself I have the courage, I don't want to die, I ...... cough cough. ”

Xia Yu walked up to Jill and comforted this good brother while looking around at everyone, and finally fell on the infected people, and shouted: "Compared to the immaculate holiness of St. Tammy, we are all just ordinary people, including me, I am just a lucky person who has not been infected! If you put me in your position, I am afraid that I will not have the courage to kill myself, so I will not blame you, I am proud that the church can have St. Tammy!"

With praise and tears, Santammy drew a perfect end in the hearts of everyone.

After a pause, Xia Yu looked at the infected people who were faintly isolated by everyone, and said calmly: "I promised Santami that I will do my best to lead you back to the logistics supply base and return to the church, and I, Lei Luo, swear here, that I will never give up on anyone!"

Instead of carrying out the crowding out and killing as imagined by these infected, after a series of time that caused the team to pause for a short time, now led by Xia Yu, they continued to flee and try to save these infected.

Of course, all the infected people died in the hands of Xia Yu after falling into a coma one after another.

Two days later.

When this team of ninety-four people appeared in the logistics supply camp, the adjudicator and many personnel from the logistics supply office were stunned, the river had not yet melted, and now that these people had returned to the logistics supply office, did they collectively give up their studies?

The adjudicator instinctively sensed that something was wrong, and quickly greeted him, and said in a deep voice, "What's the matter?"

"Something's wrong!"

For Xia Yu, who was at the front, he said in a deep voice: "Except for us people, everyone is dead!"

There was a thunderbolt on a sunny day, and the adjudicator looked at Xia Yu in disbelief, as if he couldn't believe his ears, and said in a low voice: "Everyone died, how did they die, why did they die!"

Although the responsibility for the death of the winter training trial does not belong to this adjudicator, this matter is really amazing, the old guy kept scanning the crowd with a pair of eyes, and said urgently: "Where's Santami?"

"He's dead, too. ”

Xia Yu had just finished speaking, and the long-haired monster Kakami next to him sobbed and roared, "No, he's not dead!"

The adjudicator looked at Kakami, the rough-haired man, screaming and twisting as his facial expression was like melting ice cream, and the rough thug covered his eyes with tears and muttered, "He lives forever in our hearts." ”

The adjudicator's mouth was wide open, speechless for a long time, looking at these field trainers who seemed to be enchanted, and after a while, he was still puzzled: "In the end...... What happened?"

Xia Yu silently took out the animal skin water bag, as if he could no longer bear the pressure in his heart, and said in a sobbing voice: "Yes! Although Saint Tammy is dead, his spirit, his will, and his holiness live forever in our hearts, and the reason why we can survive now is that every minute and second is given by him after overcoming weakness!"

There is no need to say anything more in the following words, not only Xia Yu's answer, anyone who asks will get the same result, and the bewitching devil is seamless.