Longinus Holy Gun!

The legendary spear of destiny with infinite power!

One by one, the knights, the cavalrymen had a look of disbelief on their faces.

A pagan convert like Drem, who didn't know the legends, hurriedly asked what it was.

Over the years, there have been so many legends about the Holy Land, with one day someone finding a holy relic and tomorrow claiming to have found a Holy Shroud – almost every slightly wealthier pilgrim left the Holy Land with one or two "holy weapons" on their shoulders.

But apart from the holy spear, what weapon could have such a mysterious and strange pattern, exuding such a breathtaking and sacred aura?

"The holy spear is in the hands of the Marquis, this is the will of the Heavenly Father! It is destined that we will follow the Marquis today and drive these damned heretics out of the Holy Land. ”

"Can the Marquis still lie?"

The cavalry around Lothar shouted one after another, and they were more convinced than anyone else that Lothar was the reincarnation of the Son and the human spokesman of the Father's will.

"Think of the sacred tree of the new Habsburgs, of the holy tower that rose overnight in the port of Aylah, of the walls of Jogrusburg—is there anything to doubt about the miracle that happened to the Marquis?"

"There is no doubt that the Marquis is the legendary 'miracle worker', and he has been favored by God."

An aristocratic knight shouted, "I have never doubted the divine favor of the Marquis, but I have heard that the Holy Lance is stored in St. Peter's Basilica in the Papal City, where I happened to see the box containing the Holy Lance before I came to the Holy Land. ”

"Fool, don't you know that the Holy Spear has long been broken into three? It's like the fragments of a true cross. ”

The fragments of the True Cross were hidden in the Crusader camp, the chariot carrying the huge gilded cross, guarded by a group of warriors, the torture instrument of the Imperial soldiers to crucify Jesus, and don't expect it to be so ornate.

"But how could the holy spear break?"

"You can ask St. Longinus (who, after the piercing of Jesus, was consecrated and beheaded for his devotion to spreading Christianity in Asia Minor, whose eyes were stained with the blood of Jesus and regained his light, and who was later beheaded for his devotion to spreading Christianity in Asia Minor)."

The news of the Holy Spear in Lothar's hands made even the Crusader cavalry forget about the dragon flying overhead.

If it's a real holy spear, do you still need to be afraid of the magic dragon?

But Lothar did not forget.

He raised his voice: "It is the will of the Father, who has given me the holy spear to destroy this evil dragon born of Satan, soldiers who fight for God, and I swear that I will return this monster from hell to where it belongs." ”

"Yes, nothing to fear, don't forget that the lord we are loyal to is the legendary Dragon Slayer, and now that he has obtained the Holy Lance, it will only be easier to destroy the Demon Dragon."

"Legend has it that whoever wields the holy spear will become the greatest monarch, which means that the Marquis will become the king of the continent?"

Lothar's eyes were fixed on the demon dragon above his head, and the golden flame ignited from Lothar's arm in full view, and then burned all over half of his body, looking like he was being burned at the stake from a distance.

The eclipse under his crotch hissed uneasily.

As a creature of hell, it is terrified of the Holy Flame.

But it soon realized that this flame seemed to be alive, and it was able to distinguish between friend and foe, even if it was close at hand, and still did not feel the burning sensation, so it quieted down.

"Behold, the test of fire which Peter the ascetic could not withstand, the Lord Marquis withstood withstand."

"A miracle, it's a miracle!"

Grand Master of the Knights Hospitaller, Morin's Roger's lips trembled, and he did not stop drawing a cross on his chest: "Gerald, do you see that?" The Marquis of Lothar was not just an evil wizard who colluded with evil spirits. I even doubt that he is the new Son. ”

The Grand Master of the Templar Order, Gerard, looked a little ugly, and he muttered in a low voice: "Maybe this is a trick that Lothar used to cast with the help of some kind of spell, and he didn't see the armor on his body, and the mount under his crotch was not ignited?" ”

"That's probably not a flame at all!"

But this dark idea, in any case, Gerald would not choose to announce it at this time.

The top priority is to deal with the evil dragon driven by the heretics.

The dragon is getting closer.

But instead of attacking in the first place, it kept hovering in the sky - Lothar knew that this was because the dragon needed to dive when it breathed, and this was when the dragon's agility was minimized.

It's discreet.

"In the name of God!"

The Holy Spear in Lothar's hand was like a shriveled sponge, and the power in his body continued to flow towards the Holy Spear like a torrent bursting the embankment, and in the blink of an eye, it made it soar into a scorching holy flame, becoming more and more dazzling.

Dragon saddle on.

Master Shermael looked thoughtful.

The sound of discussion below, even if it was so far away, still couldn't escape his ears.

"Longinus Holy Spear?"

"An artifact!"

This kind of artifact full of divine power obviously has a very powerful power to destroy evil, but it is indeed like an artifact produced by the Orthodox Church, which is completely different from the breath of several totem gods that he has destroyed.

Therefore, these so-called Crucivers of the Franks seem to really have two brushes.

"Is this your hole card?"

The artifact is indeed difficult, but Shermael is relieved, the sword and arrow hidden in the shadows are the most terrifying, and for a spellcaster of his level, it is by no means that he has not seen the artifact.

To put it bluntly, this thing is an ordinary artifact contaminated with divinity, he has destroyed many totem gods, tribal gods, and the sacrificial vessels left by them can be regarded as artifacts, for Shermail, the holy spear in Lothar's hand is nothing more than more contaminated divinity.

It's just that the calmness on his face quickly disappeared.

Because he clearly sensed that the energy intensity of the weapon in his hand was soaring in a straight line, and in the blink of an eye, it had reached the level that could threaten his life, and it was still soaring wildly like a wild horse.

Lothar had already jumped off his horse at this time, his whole body was like an open bow, and as the holy spear in his hand seemed to have become a huge pillar of light in people's eyes, he suddenly used his strength and threw it out.

"Quick, get out of the way!"

Shermeier urged anxiously.

The golden light came so quickly, but the fire dragon, which had been prepared for a long time, showed a terrifying agility that did not match its huge body, and with just a flexible shift, the golden holy spear grazed the edge of its wings and flew into the sky.

"Didn't hit?"

"I didn't hit!"

The Crusader cavalry, who had been looking forward to it, were replaced by a deep disappointment on their faces.

"How is that possible!"

"That's the legendary holy spear."

"Have we lost God's favor?"

The Saracen cavalry on the opposite side cheered as if they had won a battle.

"Your God has forsaken you."

"This is the will of the Holy Fire!"

Lothar returned to his horse, looked at the bewildered eyes of the crowd, raised his unscathed arm, and shouted, "If the will of God is unwilling to fail this shot, then this shot is a sure shot!" ”

The next second.

A golden glow flashed from the sky.

Like a shooting star streaked across the night sky.

The great sun that fell into the sky.

Master Shermel, who was sitting in the saddle of the dragon, was so shocked by the blazing light that suddenly shone on him that he turned his head suddenly, and he didn't have time to react.

Bang –

The golden light penetrated the body of the fire dragon from top to bottom, and the blood like rain burned into clusters of flames the moment it spilled into the sky.

The cheers of the Saracen cavalry disappeared.

In its place, the Crusader cavalry screamed: "This is the will of the Father, and the Father will shoot the dragon, and the dragon will be pierced by the holy spear!" ”

At this moment, no one doubted that the holy spear in Lothar's hand was the legendary Lance of Longinus.

Even Gerald hurriedly jumped off his horse, knelt on the ground and prayed reverently.

Beside him, Roger, who had a good personal relationship with him, just whispered: "You repent, I will not tell anyone about your previous blasphemous, but you need to repent of your unfounded suspicions." ”

(End of chapter)