Long chains rolled out of the smoke like flying snakes, and shook and shook towards the Papal soldiers.

"Hirag!" was accompanied by a loud and impassioned shout like the beating of drums, and the chain was violently swung by Riga. As the ripple reached the tip of the chain, the not-so-sharp head of the chain flung upwards and pierced through his chest with a panicked cry of a Harusa.

Steel squeezed through the leather armor on the soldier's chest, then tore through the flesh and writhed into it. Brute force made the chains move very fast, so the Papal infantry let out a shout as soon as they came. Then the chain shot through his shoulder, shattering his shoulder blades and bleeding from his back.

The wounded man let out uncontrollable screams of fear as he dropped his weapon, crying and pleading with his companions as he clutched his chains with his blood-stained palms. The devout eventually rushed to his aid, but before the blue-robed soldiers could grasp the damp and slippery chain, Riga suddenly pulled it back with force.

The slippery moss and freshly stained sand made it difficult for the infantry to hold on to their chains, so they had to let go of their hands that had been ground into a bloody blur and watch as their wailing companions' chests were torn open. The uneven knots on the chains snapped together with the wounded soldier's ribs, eventually causing the poor man to watch his internal organs and intestines fall to the ground, shivering gently like fat mixed with the mud and sand.

"Despicable people, you will suffer the punishment of the furious!" the Quid threw the chains to the ground and pounced on them like a hunting bear. The iron pillar he held in both hands swung and easily smashed the head of a soldier in front of him. The hunter used crude weapons to push the surrounding soldiers away, but there were still a few infantry who had fallen into a complete frenzy and then rushed fearlessly. The blessings and courage of the gods could not allow them to win, so the Harusa were knocked down by iron pillars in a few strokes, leaving only intact bodies and broken heads to adorn the scarlet land.

The Quaid's brutal and bloody methods did not hold back the Papal warriors, and more infantry prayed to move forward. They raised their spears and slammed against the hard like the waves of the sea. Riga was nothing more than a boulder, and he couldn't block all the roads in front of the broken wall, so some soldiers slipped through the cracks around him. This was not alleviated until Gal crossed the wall with the other Quaid warriors.

The barbarians roared and charged into the midst of the Harusa, their weapons slashing down with a screech that tore through the air. The spear-wielding warriors suffered heavy losses before the Quaids, and Riga finally found an opportunity to attack the vice-presiding.

The hunter spread his legs and ran by pulling the end of the iron pillar after two attempts. The habit of movement made the heavy weapon begin to lighten, and he kicked the ground hard, throwing it out when his strong arms couldn't hold the iron pillar.

The great force caused Riga to spin twice in place before regaining his balance, but by this time, the iron pillar that had fallen from the sky had already alarmed the wise priests. The hunter threw the crude weapon at them, eventually knocking down the two young priests.

The devout had been crushed by heavy iron pillars, but the reverence for the god of wisdom kept them from praying. "Praise be to the true God, the wisest of all. Please open your arms to contain the soul of the lost lamb. The officiant, with the undiminished pale of fright, prayed vigorously and held his scepter to the priest's mouth. The two wounded had blood foaming in their throats, but they did their best to kiss the blue diamond-shaped gem at the top of the scepter.

"May the true God lead you to ascend to the kingdom of God. The deputy priest watched as the two young men lost their breath. Despite the serene smiles on their faces, the Harusa, who had the blood of Marta, could see the pain and torment hidden in the wrinkles on his forehead.

"Knights of the gods, slay the murderers! These barbarians don't even deserve to be purified by the scorching flames. The deputy priest held the scepter and struck it on the ground without distress, making the handle of the rod made of precious Nansi wood make a crisp sound against a flat gravel. His anger was now like a flame of fire, and the calmness of the Wisdom Sect's teachings had been hidden in some unknown corner of his heart.

He just wanted to destroy the scroll of magic so that the Grand Duke and the King of the Terre could not find a way to restrain the Church, but now there were more than two hundred devout servants who had sacrificed for this ideal. "O noble true god, sacrifice to you with the blood of the barbarians, please protect me in this task. ”

The papal knights, who were wrapped in chain mail everywhere on their bodies, immediately drew their swords and rushed towards the Quaids, who had already been enraged by the bloody horrors of the battlefield. The Holy See stipulates that only warriors above level 6 can be canonized under the banner of the Blue and White Striped Holy See, so there are only two true knights in the Diocese of Harusa. The others were merely reserves, referring specifically to samurai who had the potential to obtain a knighthood before the end of their lives. Usually these people can be bought with just one knight spot, and they don't have to pay for the precious land as a fief as they do for real knights.

The Knights of the Holy See of Wisdom are smaller than the noble lords. The nobles who owned the fiefs were able to command all the soldiers they recruited. Of course, no matter how many they were, the vassals could only get a place in one squadron, while the Knights of the Holy See were organized exactly according to the numbers in the canon. The God of Wisdom gave wisdom to the twelve races at the beginning of the world and divided them into three races. So a squad of knights has twelve people, while a squadron has three squads.

The skilled knights joined the fray and immediately cut down several Quaids, but this completely angered the Rigga. The hunter roared and charged at a knight, whipping the Papal infantry in his way like a raging bear.

The knight had already seen this unusually tall barbarian, so he raised his arm shield and greatsword in time. The two-handed weapons used by these warriors weighed more than twenty pounds and were at least five feet long, and could only be wielded with both hands. But when he faced his compatriots who had been smashed by the Quaids, the knight could only put away his greatsword and hide left and right for fear of killing the infantry. The canon of the Holy See of Wisdom states that whoever kills a believer will be burned at the stake.

Riga charged wildly forward, finally hampered by the smashing of the heads of the bezable infantry wrapped in the spired helmets for an unknown number of times. More than a dozen papal knights surrounded him, and they were clenching the hilt of their swords with eagerness. In the eyes of these Harusas, the hunter is now a ferocious beast that has fallen into a trap, and although it looks like it has teeth and claws, it can be easily defeated if it cooperates.

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