When Joseph XVI heard this, he was immediately amazed at the cruelty of Albaja Learle, who had been left behind after the death of the previous presiding judge, who had been disobedient to the temple and even to his own orders.

Although they were glad to relinquish control of the Inquisition and then live in seclusion in an estate belonging to the Inquisition, not to participate in anything of the Temple, Joseph XVI knew that this was a mere illusion.

At the same time, the power they took away was almost the essence of the Inquisition, and without these powers, the Inquisition would be in name only.

Because the new Casio Nya has not grown up, these people have not made a move to take refuge, but it is only a matter of time before they think about it, and if the grown Casio Nya holds this power again, then it will also be a very big threat to himself.

It was undoubtedly a perfect idea to let them and the group of emissaries led by the little dwarf consume each other, and thinking of this, Joseph XVI couldn't help but praise the chief cardinal archbishop in his heart.

He pondered for a while and added: "Let's let the branches in various places fully cooperate with them! After all, the strength of the little dwarf Modo is very amazing, and we must hurry up and have no more accidents." ”

Albajo Lille immediately understood the meaning behind these words, which was intended to sacrifice the strength of some local branches to bury these people, and at the same time to make this matter seem more real.

It is estimated that there will be heavy casualties in the nearby branches, and many devout believers will pay with their lives, but as long as the goal can be achieved, these are really just innocuous small things.

In the end, the chief cardinal archbishop seemed to remember a difficult question, frowned and asked: "It is better to control the final result at what scale, you know, the little dwarf Modo has a spatial crack in his hand, and he has done it more than once with this thing to threaten the same fate." ”

"What is there to be afraid of, the little dwarf just said that he didn't dare to do such a crazy thing at all, even if he was willing, the orcs under his command did not agree to carry out such a crazy thing. Joseph XVI said with great confidence.

Then he added with pride: "Even if the Burning Legion fights, the two countries of the Orc Empire and the Roland Empire may be unlucky, but with the power of the continent and the leadership of the Temple of Light, those demons can still be driven back to hell." ”

Soon after, a magic circle that had not been used for a long time began to flicker, and two orders jointly signed by Pope Joseph XVI and the chief cardinal archbishop of the cardinal office were teleported through the magic circle to a small city thousands of miles away.

At the same time, there were countless orders, which were transmitted to the relevant branches of the Temple of Light......

Thousands of miles away, on the west side of the world-famous Thunder Mountain Range, there is an obscure small city.

This small town called Sika does not have any famous specialties, nor has it produced any celebrities, so often for a year, there are few outsiders coming.

The largest number of people in the city are the old people who look old, accounting for a huge proportion of the total population of less than tens of thousands, and no one would think that the sharpest blades of the Temple of Light were killed and burned to death by countless powerful heretics, and the Holy Cross Legion would live in seclusion here.

Today is another ordinary day, as usual, a day for people to bask in the sun and fall asleep, provided of course that the loud trumpet that resounded throughout the city did not sound.

The peaceful town, which had been quiet for more than sixty years, completely tore off the camouflage of warmth and affection in the roaring sound of the horn, and the old men and old ladies who seemed to be struggling to walk in the streets and alleys immediately puffed up their chests after hearing the sound of the horn.

Then, with astonishing speed and agility, they galloped home, and a few minutes later, mighty warriors armed to their toenails, leading the horses carefully fed in the stables, appeared in the streets and alleys.

These heavily armed veterans looked at each other, their eyes full of irrepressible excitement.

An hour later, a phalanx of about 10,000 people gathered outside the small city, led by all gray-haired old people, the youngest of whom were middle-aged in their forties.

In the end, under the order of the Holy Light and Blood Knight Renne, who was a three-meter-tall human old man who was privately called a murderer, the Holy Light and Blood Knight Wren ordered the tens of thousands of people to get on their horses in unison, and then galloped along the main road.

Perhaps, ordinary human beings who don't know what they really want to think about will feel very funny when they see this scene, although these old people seem to be in good shape, but they are really sent to the battlefield, what can these old guys do!

However, when a person with real knowledge saw the huge flame cross flag, he was immediately frightened by the terrifying memories in his mind, and his whole body trembled, and what kind of thing made this legion, which had not shown up for more than half a century, and was said to be more ferocious than the devil, appear in front of people again.

This legion of 10,000 men rode in two horses, all carefully fed Tacomas, the kind of horses known for their endurance and weight, and on these Tacomas they were largely unrested during the day, and traveled hundreds of miles before setting up camp outside the main city of a small principality.

The next day, the first rays of dawn had just appeared, the team had finished breakfast, and was ready to go, and at the same time, more than a hundred Templars from the small principality branch, plus a dozen or so clergy with little fighting power, joined the team.

In this way, the legion sped towards the Duchy of Ruiwei, thousands of miles away, and within a day, the size of the team snowballed.

Along the way, all branches of the Temple of Light, the nobles of the God of Light who sincerely believed in them, all sent their elite forces one after another, and even some pious knights, samurai and other individual individuals also rode on war horses, raised weapons, and joined the team under the call of the Temple of Light.

Half a month later, the number of this army has swelled to 100,000 people, including thousands of knights, tens of thousands of high-ranking warriors, and even the clergy have a terrifying scale of nearly 1,000 people, and they are only a few days away from the destination of the Principality of Ruiwei.