Chapter 410: A Gorgeous Assassination (Part II)

[The second update, strive to be able to write four changes]

"The first year of the glorious calendar. God came down to the continent and saw that the people were in mourning and that the people were in dire straits, so God said, "Whoever can give up everything to save the suffering people, I will give him eternal life." ”

On the altar, the red-robed priest chattered, and Byrne's eyes were full of reverence, but he was very calm, which was extremely consistent with the identity of an ascetic. The assassins behind him were on their knees, looking drunk and infatuated. Each of these people is good at imitating the mentality of others.

The most amazing thing is that many of these assassins were born in the Tangulas Empire, and the Holy See is the most particular about their origins. Among these assassins, there are several who are already serious magicians.

Those who have different intentions, but can borrow divine power, these people are blasphemers.

The voice of the red-robed priest on the altar spread throughout the square, on the square. The Assassins led by Byrne were drowned in tens of thousands of believers, like a wave in the sea, inconspicuous.

This sermon lasts more than six hours, and in the last week of each month, in the City of Radiance, there is such an event. Byrne waited patiently, his body not moving, the gloves in his hands tucked into his sleeves.

Ascetics rarely have any fancy weapons, but the gloves must be the best. Byrne's fist glove, refined for him by Nicholas himself, is all metal forged, and the inner layer is lined with soft gold, which is about the same value as pure gold. The outer layer is a metal block like scales, and each protruding metal block is inscribed with divine scripts.

It was a weapon that covered half an arm, metal up to Byrne's elbow. In the arm part, each metal block is inlaid with a gemstone, as well as dragon crystal fragments, divine crystal fragments. This weapon is arguably the most luxurious piece of equipment Nicholas has ever built.

As long as Byrne's spiritual power moves, an invisible blade can pop out on the fist gauntlet, one and a half feet long, like a short sword. In his right hand, Byrne holds a book that can be opened by others. Just a canon of the Holy See.

In fact, in this book, there is indeed a row of crossbow barrels, with a range of only about twenty meters, and the crossbow arrows are quenched with purple gold liquid secreted by the capital sea urchin, which can penetrate most energy shields.

Behind Byrne, he also carried a broken stone tablet, which was inscribed with a sacred text, which was left by ascetics during the Fourth Dynasty. At that time, the Fourth Dynasty adopted an attitude of all-out banning the preaching of the Holy See. So the ascetics left behind words on the top of the mountains, in hidden river valleys, in the inaccessible wilderness, carved in stone.

Later, after the collapse of the Fourth Dynasty and the rise of the Holy See, the ascetics were not chased away for their lives as they had at the beginning, and after this period, the inscriptions left by the ascetics became precious and were often carried by some ascetics.

Byrne's current outfit can be said to be unable to find any flaws. An old ascetic, carrying his precious collection, came to the City of Radiance to listen to the sermons of the cardinal.

The Assassins did not have any flaws, except for the Assassins behind Byrne, in all corners of the square, there were more than thirty Assassins waiting for Byrne's orders.

This is the third time Byrne has participated in such a sermon, and he is already familiar with the whole process. The actual involvement is very different from what is gathered in the intelligence, and Byrne is an assassin and does not trust any information.

As the sun tilts toward the west, sermons begin in the morning and end when the sun is about to set over the horizon. Each time the start time is different, but the end time must be the moment before the sun disappears.

It is God's will to let the light continue in the darkness. There are tall stone pillars on the altar that will emit a strong glow when the sun disappears, replacing the sun. The whole sermon ends in this **.

Before that, there will be a ritual of asking for holy water. When God came to this world, He chose 300 people to preach to God, and every time he asked for holy water, he would also choose 300 people. Byrne's location is bound to be chosen today.

As the minutes ticked by, Byrne adjusted his breathing, his heart empty, and he didn't care.

The choice to assassinate in this square was well thought out. The City of Radiance is not the same as the Holy City. Although nominally the seat of the Cardinals, in reality the Pope has taken over the power of the Synod, and the Cardinal has existed in name only. All orders are carried out in the Holy City. The City of Radiance is a symbolic location.

There are not as many dangers here as the imperial city of the Tangulas Empire. Cardinals, most of them are level six, and if you assassinate a cardinal of level six, there is really no point. The cardinals in the City of Radiance have a higher rank, such as the guy who preached on the altar, who is an eighth-level bishop.

Magicians, like magicians, are close to the assassin and lose half their lives, and even powerful magicians cannot guarantee their own safety.

What Byrne wants to do is to assassinate this cardinal in public in the City of Radiance, which is in the limelight of everyone.

The ninth-level magician hasn't been sure to kill it yet, isn't it the eighth-level one...... If he can't be killed, then he is not an assassin, but a warrior.

The county lord must be regretting her decision now, and he doesn't know if he has done it after this assassination. Will he be able to leave the Tangulas Empire alive. Even if he escaped from the City of Radiance, how could the magician leave a mark of hatred on himself before he died.

If you want to erase the mark left by the divine magic, it will take at least a few years, and it is impossible for you to hide it in the Tangulas Empire for several years.

It's up to you. Byrne looked up at the altar with a reverent face, and the red-robed priest's voice was frustrated and excited.

Byrne was just calculating the trajectory of the sun, and as an Assassin, he didn't need to look at magic timers, neither clocks nor magic hourglasses would be as accurate as the sun, moon and stars.

Time passes. The priests who presided over the ceremony began to name the holy water accumulated in a month on the altar, and three hundred people in the square of tens of thousands of people were named and walked up to the altar.

Byrne was the eleventh to be spotted, and behind him, two other Assassins were guided by the priest to the altar and waited to receive the holy water.

Byrne's mood became calmer and calmer, but there was a hint of excitement in his eyes. This is how any believer should be able to receive holy water.

A group of ten people, the first batch of believers, received holy water, and in the blessing of divine magic, walked down from the other side of the altar. The altar is 100 meters wide and 20 meters high, and the steps on both sides extend, making it appear high and strict.

The priest who led Byrne's group of believers glanced at the stone tablet behind Byrne and didn't let him put it down. The stele is also a symbol of glory, and it would be a blasphemous insult to let an ascetic monk put down the stele behind him.

Byrne walked up the steps to the altar step by step, and the stone monument behind him made his steps never so heavy. He couldn't show the strength of an eighth-level powerhouse, so his steps and the sound he made made the people around him show a look of admiration.

This is a true ascetic! so old, so persistent.

There are many divine rune arrays on the altar, one of which is carved in a deep pit of stone, this pit does not look artificially carved, as if it was hit by something on a boulder. There was still a large amount of holy water in the pit, and Byrne took out his bowl. Step forward.

"May the gods bless you, the light will shine forever, the soul will be guided, your ......" the red-robed priest repeated what Fang had just said to the first believers, Byrne wanted him to smile, the bowl in his hand disappeared, and the stone tablet behind him flew up, and with a thud, it fell to the ground.

This stele fell to the ground, rapidly increased in height, became larger, and in a blink of an eye it became a rectangle more than ten meters high, and the surface of the metal brilliance flashed. On the front of the stele, the sacred script has been distorted and turned into undead script. Between the words of the undead, there is a golden light flowing, two small dots, constantly shuttling.

After the stele was metallized, thousands of small holes appeared on the side, and the ** black smoke went crazy outward, and this black smoke condensed and formed an undead text in the air.

The believers, who were touched by the black smoke, cried out in panic. Their flesh was corroded, and in the blink of an eye, the white bones of their bodies were exposed.

The red-clothed priest was shocked, he didn't expect that there would be an undead here. You must know that the power of the Lord of Radiance's faith and restraint against the undead are very obvious.

In the face of Byrne, even if it is a golden sword master, he should not be distracted.

Byrne punched the red-clothed priest in the cheek, and the invisible blades that emerged from his metal fist directly shattered the red-clothed priest's brain.

The entire altar has been shrouded in the fog of the undead, and there are not many warriors of the Holy See on this altar, almost all of them are magicians.

"Dispel!"

"Purify!"

"Holy Strike ......"

I don't know how many magic tricks are flying around, and there is no purpose. The magicians of the Radiant City have not experienced a battle in a long time.

Byrne shattered the red-robed priest's brain, grabbed the corpse's neck, and threw it at the metalized stone tablet. The corpse slammed into the tall metal fossil stele, and the metal fossil tablet suddenly opened a large mouth, which was full of sharp metal teeth, and the red-robed priest chewed wildly and swallowed it.

There was chaos in the square, the magic alarm sounded sharply, and in all corners of the city, the knights, who had been slacking off for hundreds of years, did not know what was happening at this time.

The Knights of the Kingdom of God under the Council of Cardinals have long since ceased to exist, but the current Knights are glorious knights whose combat effectiveness is not as good as that of the Holy Knights.

Within the fog of the undead, Byrne's actions were ghostly, his figure shuttling between the undead texts, and no one could see his movements clearly. On this altar, there are several seventh-level magicians, none of whom are weak, but their existence is like a light in the darkness, attracting Byrne's attention.

No sooner had a dispel spell been cast than Byrne would appear, crushing the sorcerer's neck and throwing it on a metal stone tablet. The metal stone tablet is scarred under the effect of divine magic, and every time it is attacked, a huge crack will appear in the metal stone tablet. At this time, Byrne will send a corpse for the metal fossil to devour.