Chapter 267 The Destined Ending

Passing through the dark corridor and riding a cage into the huge cavity deep underground, Mayne came to the Privy Palace again. Hunting text ???????????

His Majesty O'Brien was already waiting at the door.

He looked a little older than last time, his eye sockets were sunken inwards, and the wrinkles at the corners of his eyes spread across his entire cheeks like spider webs, but his smile was still soft and full of concern. Mayne couldn't help the tears in his eyes, and knelt down in front of him, "Your Majesty, we—"

"Get up, son," the Pope's voice was calm and composed, "I heard you are in trouble? Come talk in the hall."

Today is not the day of transformation. In the hall, there are no long strings of star-like candles along the walls, but only candlesticks in a few corners. The Pope sat back on the main seat and took a breath, "Tell me, what happened outside."

Mayne is well aware of the heavy responsibilities of His Majesty O'Brien. It's not that he can't learn the news outside the Holy City, but that he has no time to care about these trivial matters. That's why he set up three major bishops to coordinate the management of educational affairs. He should avoid bothering His Majesty with these things as much as possible, but he is powerless to solve the current troublesome situation.

Mayne quickly told the story before and after.

"Is Heather dead..." O'Brien was silent for a long time after hearing this, and then heaved a long sigh, "A clever and pious little girl with keen observation skills, I watched her grow up slowly."

"My condolences, Your Majesty."

"The murderer must be punished," the Pope nodded. "The current situation is that Garcia and the Wolfheart Kingdom are helping each other? Has the new poison not worked?"

"It had a miraculous effect in conquering Broken Tooth Castle. The defenders were all dead after holding on for a month. The Judgment Army quickly entered the city, and there were almost no living people in the residential area. However, when they attacked Wolfheart City, the poison seemed to have no effect Playing the same role, the enemy's resistance is still tenacious today." Maynhui reported.

"You made two mistakes," O'Brien said slowly, "The illness caused by the poison will kill you within seven to ten days. You should take advantage of the first sickness peak to attack, and then quickly treat the residents in the city, so that It can greatly reduce their hostility. Don't forget that what we need is as many people as possible, not empty cities."

"The second point is to do it after a month. Although it can minimize casualties, it also gives the enemy enough time to react and find a way to cure the disease. The essence of the new poison is to demonize evil beasts. It is recorded in the classics that there are more than 70 abilities that can restrain its infection, and more than 30 abilities can kill it directly. It is not surprising that there is such a witch in a city of tens of thousands of people."

"You mean they conspired with witches—"

"It's a matter of life and death, who cares if they are the minions of the devil," the pope said calmly, "whether the witch came out on her own initiative or was exposed and had to cure the disease, it is important to the church." It's not good news. If they can really stop our offensive momentum, the witch's reputation in the wolf heart will definitely undergo a subversive change, and even... be regarded as a hero."

"All of this is my fault," Mayne lowered his head sadly.

"It's indeed a mistake, but it's not serious. You also formulated such a strategy to reduce the losses of the Judgment Army and the God's Punishment Army." O'Brien tapped his shoulder with the scepter, "And the three princesses of Graycastle and the It is also an opportunity for us to gather the wolf kings in one place."

"Opportunity?" The bishop was startled.

"That's right, a chance to catch them all," O'Brien stood up, "Come with me."

Under the guidance of the guards, Mayne followed the pope out of the secret organ and slowly walked deep into the cave. The huge God's Stone of Retaliation emitted a dim light, illuminating the path under everyone's feet—gradually, the light became darker and darker. Mayne couldn't help but look back, only to see that the Privy Temple and the God's Stone had been thrown far away. To the back, at this time the guard also lit the torch, so as not to trip over the gravel on the ground.

"Where are we... going?"

"It's already here, kid," O'Brien stopped in his tracks, his breathing seemed a little short, "Phew... I'm old, it's such a strenuous journey..."

A guard stepped forward to support him, "Your Majesty, let me carry you."

"It's okay, just take a rest," he stood on the spot for a while, and then ordered, "Light up the brazier."

Only then did the bishop notice that there were several towering iron frames erected beside the stone path. If the guards holding torches were not close to them, it would be difficult for ordinary people to notice these metal creations hidden in the darkness. The guard climbed up the shelf along the escalator, lit the pine resin basin at the top, and several dazzling flames spewed out immediately. Mayne first squinted his eyes, and looked forward after adapting to the change of light.

In the flickering flames, a dusty canvas appeared in front of everyone. It was raised high, and it was obvious that there was a huge thing underneath.

"I originally planned to wait until the last two years to take it out to resist the more ferocious evil beasts, but now it seems that it has to be activated in advance." O'Brien waved his hand, "Let's uncover the cloth."

"This is..." As the canvas fell, Mayne couldn't believe his eyes for a moment. It was a huge, ferocious-looking four-wheeled iron cart, and just one wheel was taller than himself. It has no carriage, only the terrifying metal ram and the animal bone bracket. In the center of the bracket is a bone shield covered with barbs, which is as big as three or four door panels. Two straight pointed iron rods, one on the left and the other on the right, protrude from the openings on the shield, pointing straight forward, like sharp arrows waiting for momentum. And on both sides of the iron car, there are dozens of such iron rods hanging, each with its own thigh thickness, reflecting a dull metallic luster under the brazier.

"It is named "Siege Beast" in the scriptures." The pope walked to the side of the iron cart and patted the solid iron rod. "It can only be activated by magic power, and it needs three or four witches to make it work properly. . The attack distance of the siege beast is far longer than that of the catapult and ballista. It is difficult for ordinary city walls to resist the damage of iron arrows. The sailboat made of giant wood is like thin paper in front of it. Whether it is destroying the solid wall of Wolfheart City or blocking black The advancement of the sailing fleet is easy for it. "

"This... is also a weapon developed by the Privy Temple?"

"No," O'Brien shook his head, "you should be able to guess that it comes from our enemy - the devil in the abyss of hell. This is why the church hides the siege beast in the depths of the cave. Remember, When you use it, be sure to hide as much as possible so that civilians don't see what it looks like.

"I understand." Mayne bowed his head.

Why can the devil's weapon be manipulated by the witch? Do they also have the same magical powers as humans? He suppressed the doubts in his heart and did not continue to ask. Obviously, these things are only qualified to understand when he becomes the new Pope.

"In addition, in order to prevent Garcia and the Wolf King from fleeing again, I will send two pure men to assist you in the battle." The pope said solemnly, "No one can escape from their hunting... Go, use these blasphemers Heather's blood was a farewell."

The Pure of the Pope! He was shocked. The witches who were raised by the church and survived were called pure ones, but the witches under the pope's command were the strongest selected from thousands of people, and their abilities were not even recorded in the magic scriptures. They were the same as Heather, Teflon is completely different from those under him! Now that Mian Xia personally said that there is no way to escape, then the ending of the two of them is already doomed.

"Yes, Your Majesty." Mayne replied excitedly. (To be continued.)