"This is tyranny, this is blasphemy, this is a betrayal of living beings, the Knights of Light, they have deceived the Pope on the Holy Mountain, for their own selfish desires, for their own greed, they have wantonly plundered the property of the simple citizens of the giant city of Cosmo, contrary to the teachings of the great God of Light!"

"They have discredited the Holy See of Light, they are blasphemers, the greatest God Stealers, their souls have fallen, they have been swallowed up by filthy darkness, they have become slaves to the abyss!"

"Overthrow them, burn these God-stealers at the stake, let the fire burn their filthy souls, and let them return to the kingdom of God and repent at the feet of God!"

"Burn at the stake! Burn at the stake!"

............

"Haven't you found the whereabouts of that person yet?"

Little John looked through the renovated windows of the tavern as he watched the crowd gather spontaneously outside, pale blue lightning darting in his hair, and a wave of anger erupted from his words. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

No wonder he was angry, a living man had completely disappeared since he rushed into battle, and even if he had mobilized all the forces of Yorktown to rescue the dying Senka from the orcs, he had not received any useful news, and as for the news of the death, little John had always been a joke.

Even after a short contact, he knew that the man was even more difficult to deal with than he imagined, at least until he died, and that man would never die!

This is a foreshadowing of the unexplained power in the blood of the descendants of the god of thunder in Yorktown, and it is absolutely reliable!

"Go and find it! Even if you intercept the transfer team of the Bright Sect, you must find that man for me!"

The blue lightning flashed, like a blue dragon swimming, and the entire tavern erupted with a burst of extremely strong blue light, which was transmitted from the gaps, and an extremely powerful terrifying dragon power was permeated, and it instantly shrank back.

............

"Stupid pariahs!"

The words of the chief paladin defined all the noise, and the golden eyes that represented majesty flashed with indescribable cruelty, like seeing the sinful creatures on the other side of the abyss, with deep disgust.

"Karis. The golden armor turned, and Oliver's face remained calm, "Since they have denied the Paladin, they have also denied our protection. ”

"Yes!"

"Go, since they refused, they are no longer qualified to live in this city that we have sheltered, and let them go where they need to go. ”

"Yes!"

Accustomed to sacrifice, the knights walked out of the magnificent Cosmo Cathedral, and since the return of the Sacred Pearl, the 10,000-year-old church has once again been brought to life, brick by brick with a strong power of light, that is, the figurative power of the Holy Light.

The Holy Light, the first ray of light in the darkness, is the hope born in despair, giving living beings the strength to grow.

God walked out of the Holy Light and sat on the Throne of Light, and after the death of God, the God of Light, Loerfando, walked out of the Holy Light again and sat on the Throne of Light in place of God.

From then on, the light is the holy light, and the holy light is the light.

However, this is not the case, the Holy Light and the Light are always two different forces, and the essence of the Light and God is completely different.

Holy light, giving hope to living beings, countless spaces in the whole world, trillions of living beings, whether they live or die, there will always be a little hope in their hearts, which cannot be erased by the abyss world.

And light, it is only an element, an element that is in the same level as the four elements of water, fire, earth, and wind, and even worse than the four basic elements that make up the world, and it is everywhere, wrapped around any living being, cheering, waiting for the call of the living being.

In terms of time, the light is higher than the light, after all, the light is eternal, but in essence, the light is higher than the light, as for the reason...... Contains all things.

"Sacrifice the Knights and drive all the troublemakers out of Cosmopoliza. ”

With a wave of his hand, the paladins behind him rushed out from behind him like two torrents, rushing towards the crowd in front of him who were stirring up the words.

The spear in his hand has been replaced, representing the judgment of the holy hammer from behind the back, and the power to destroy evil for the existence blooms from the palm of the hand and pours into the holy hammer.

"Guard! We need real guardian power, we need the power of the people who can protect the gods, not this group of sanctimonious, extremely hypocritical disgusting knights, we need strong guardians, we need ......"

The hammer fell, and the last of the passionate orators was smashed into the neck, and it was impossible to make any more sounds.

The thin figure wearing the scholar's robe fell weakly, knelt on the ground, shook his upper body a few times, fell to the ground with a "pop", the blood in his neck spurted out with a "bang", and the white head mixed with flowers flew out and fell into the arms of the nearest aunt Lismo.

Lismo held the head in a daze, like a wooden man, and after a moment, she shuddered violently, and a pair of eyes looked down in shock, just in front of the scholar's dazed and ignorant eyes.

"Ah~"

The screams rang out, like the tragic death of Archduke Ferdinand in some world, becoming the fuse that ignited the fear of the entire crowd.

The crowd turned into a crowded bazaar in an instant, the "brave warriors" who had shouted for the expulsion of the Holy Knights, fled in all directions, and the believers who had a common appeal by his side became a stumbling block to him.

The bravery and anger in his eyes had receded, leaving the dregs of cowardice and fear, poured into the depths of his eyes along with the blood of scholars.

"Run!"

I don't know who made the sound first, and the anger that had been piled up for days collapsed like an avalanche, and the fear hidden below was naked to the sun, and the unbearable shame roared in my heart, turning into a sad roar and unwilling roar from the throat.

Who said that all words are just pale interpretations, and the crude expression of the sincere world is foolishly regarded as a classic by the world.

Who said that when the classics meet reality, the pale and weak interpretation is like a straw, and even a wisp of soft wind can bring it to the sky.

The legendary warrior who always stood up to stop the evil at a critical time did not appear, nor did the imaginary sudden change that broke the deadlock appear.

The paladin's hammer swung and slammed wildly above the heads of the angry rats fleeing, and the light of hope bloomed, blinding the eyes and making them groan helplessly, unable to find any way out.

"Get out! Get out!"

The roar of the paladin was resounding, the power of the paladin was venting, and there was no mercy at all to drive away this group of tens of thousands, hundreds of thousands, of poor people.

The hero of the last second and the bear of the next second, what an apt metaphor, this group of so-called nail households in Cosmo Big City has exposed almost all of the inferiority of human beings for tens of thousands of years.

Wailing and crying, weakness and impotence, treachery...... It is unimaginable that such a "beautiful" race is the master of this world, and has ruled this world for tens of thousands of years without being abandoned by the world, which is probably really to sigh the mercy of the Creator.

"The Guilty Knight...... Let...... I was wrong, great knights......"

"You let me go, let me go, I don't want to go out......"

"You are right, you are God's messengers, we are wrong, we are really wrong......"

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry...... We should not be tempted by the devil, everything, everything is ours...... No, it's the scholar's fault......"

"Yes, it was he, the evil devil, who intimidated us and made us do such a wrong thing......"

............

"Phew!"

A mouthful of thick phlegm with a trace of blood spat onto the headless scholar, and the filthy yellow-green solid mixed with disgusting saliva slipped from the scholar's hand and fell to the ground, leaving a crystal silk thread behind.

This group of human beings, who have been sheltered for countless years, finally realized the true meaning of the world at this moment - power is everything. (To be continued.) )