Chapter 652: Hitting
[Book Title: Text of the Dark King Chapter 652: Hitting Author: Gu Xi]
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"Step aside!"
On the streets of Berlin, a luxurious manor was completely surrounded by hundreds of knights of light. At this moment, two knight commanders escorted a stooped old man in black robes, and slowly walked out of the manor.
The old man was dressed in a dirty black robe, stained with dark green and other strange colored potions, his silver-gray hair was disheveled, his head was lowered, and on a withered arm exposed from under the robe, there was a black tattoo like a poisonous snake. , It is extremely conspicuous and eye-catching in the sun, which is daunting.
Outside the defensive line surrounded by a large number of knights, a huge crowd of onlookers gathered. When they saw the old man in black robe being released from custody, someone immediately exclaimed and backed away involuntarily.
Black robe, this is the dress often used by dark believers, although some adventurers also prefer to use it.
But the black tattoo is a symbol of the devil that everyone fears. It seems that the pure black pattern itself represents disease, disaster, and death!
"Dark Christians!"
"Kill him! Burn him!"
"Why keep him, burn him to death!!"
There were waves of indistinct ferocious roars from behind the crowd, but the people standing in the front row seldom opened their mouths, as if they were worried that the dark cultist would be enraged and violent. Although there were many light knights around and he was in the sun, The shadow that the dark cultists have accumulated in everyone's hearts all the year round is still lingering.
Does the deepest darkness come from the heart?
The old man in black robe lowered his head, as if he didn't hear the screams and roars around him, he walked forward silently, with huge shackles on his ankles, every step he took, his ankles were rubbed so painfully that there was already blood Seeping from the shackles, sliding down the instep, and sticking to the ground, he was barefoot, and every step he took, he could feel the roughness of the earth and the thickness of the ground warmed by the sun.
How long has it been since you walked barefoot on the ground like this?
He slowly raised his head and looked ahead, only to see the knights of light at the defense line forming a circle holding hands, while outside the circle were countless strange faces, looking at him in fear but angrily.
From one circle to another, it always seems out of reach!
His eyes continued to move up, looking at the sky with white clouds flying, and the breeze came, and he felt a burst of warmth and a sense of relief.
"It will be over soon..." He thought silently in his heart, and an immature face appeared in his mind. It was his grandson and the only relative he had left. His death could make him live. This seems fair.
Birth always seems to be followed by death.
Death means new life.
He is old, and he feels that it is very worthwhile to exchange his old body for the life of his grandson.
After all, he is still a child, and he has many years to live.
"Be honest." A knight commander yelled.
Pushed by him, the old man staggered two steps forward. The sharp pain from the friction of the shackles made him grin slightly. He endured it and didn't cry out. After living for so many years, he was used to the pain.
Behind the old man and the two knight commanders, dozens of light knights escorted a dozen figures in all-black clothes. These black clothes were of a strange style, but people in the dark church could recognize them at a glance, and they were all made by trainees. clothing to wear.
Soon, everyone was escorted to the street, kneeling in a row.
Seeing how honest these dark believers were, the onlookers outside gradually became bolder and shouted angrily.
"Burn them!"
"Burn these devils!"
A knight commander glanced at the crowd outside, seeing that it was almost time,
Immediately call a knight and prepare for execution!
"In the name of God, I judge you all!"
A paladin came, holding a huge silver sword and holding it up to the sky, the light shining on the blade was dazzling, reflecting a rainbow-like halo, making it hard to look at. After reciting the verdict, he walked up to the old man and said solemnly, "Do you have anything else to say?"
The old man was slightly silent, and suddenly said loudly: "We will follow Lord Bryson to the death!!"
"Damn it, damn it!" the paladin roared angrily, and slashed away with his sword.
puff!
The blade was so sharp that it cut off the old man's head in an instant.
A huge head fell to the ground, and blood splashed onto the person next to him. A young man kneeling next to him turned pale with fright, collapsed and fell to the ground, screaming in horror.
Immediately, a knight next to him pressed his shoulder.
"kill!"
"Kill them all!"
The angry shouts outside became more ferocious.
The paladins ruled one by one, and the heads fell to the ground one by one. The bloody scene made some women close their eyes in fright, covering them and retreating behind the crowd.
Soon, everyone was executed. The captain of the knight said loudly: "The dark cultists are secretly conducting evil experiments here, and they have all been executed. If you have any clues about the dark cultists, please report them to the Holy See. The Holy See will reward you!"
"it is good!!"
"The Holy See is glorious!"
Several voices shouted from the crowd.
The rest of the crowd cheered immediately, and bursts of cheers came like mountains and seas.
The two knight commanders looked at each other, and beckoned to their subordinates to take away the corpses on the ground and clean up the blood, then closed the team and left from the crowd.
As they left, the crowd gathered in the street gradually dispersed, but looked at the luxurious manor behind the pool of blood, with a look of awe and taboo in their eyes. Everyone who lives on this street knows that this manor The owner is the mansion of Commander Bryson of the military headquarters, and many people heard the cry of the old man who was beheaded before his death.
"Unexpectedly, Commander Bryson of the military region actually colluded with the dark cultists!"
"And he even shielded the Dark Cultists from doing experiments in his residence, disgusting!"
"Shh, keep your voice down, don't be heard!"
The crowd gradually dispersed, discussing in low voices.
Parked by the carriage outside a high-end restaurant, a noble young man casually looked in the direction of the luxurious manor, and beside him stood a delicate girl, curiously said: "Master, I heard from my father that the Holy See is going to arrest you this time. Commander-in-Chief of the Military Region, is this true?"
The young man said indifferently: "It doesn't matter if he is true or not, what does it have to do with us?"
"If there is a fight between the Holy See and the military region, wouldn't there be a big fight?"
"That has nothing to do with us nobles, do they dare to hit us on the head?"
"makes sense……"
"Let's go, go eat your favorite plum blossom juice mixed with foie gras."
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"Commander Bryson, we believe in your innocence. There may be something wrong with this matter." St. Lorenza looked at the distraught Bryson and comforted him in a wide voice.
Bryson glanced at him, suffocating anger in his heart, thinking to himself, maybe you, an old ghost, colluded with the Holy See to frame me, and wanted to use the Holy See to get rid of me, stupid!
When the others heard St. Lorenza's words, they immediately knew that the military region must keep Commander Bryson this time, and they didn't dare to show any strangeness immediately, but they couldn't help but slander in their hearts. The Holy See and the Dark Cultists colluded to frame you. Even if you dare to say it, who will believe it!
"Since the Holy See doesn't care about the face of our military region, we don't need to tell them too much, let's see the truth in our fists!" St. Lorenza looked at the people present, and said: "Commander Bryson will never collude with the Dark Cultists, the Holy See will do this , It is clearly intended to insult our military region, this matter, the Holy See must apologize, since they now have the so-called evidence to force us to submit, then we can only convince them and discuss with them."
The generals looked at each other in blank dismay. They didn't expect that although he was old, his courage was still the same as before. You know, when he was young, he was nicknamed the Golden Lion, which shows how violent his temper is!
"I agree with the commander, this battle is unavoidable!"
"The evidence investigated by the Holy See was decided on our own without any prior consultation with us. Once we back down, we will have no face in the future!"
"The Holy See must apologize!"
"That's right!"
Everyone seconded.
Bryson was stunned, his eyes moistened, he stood up, held St. Lorenza's hands, filled with guilt and gratitude, and said, "Thank you, thank you for trusting me!"
"They are all old comrades-in-arms, so why not be polite." St. Lorenza smiled slightly.
Bryson heard a surge of excitement in his heart. Indeed, he and San Lorenza were comrades-in-arms who lived and died together back then. Later, they both established meritorious deeds and became commanders. They have been fighting for power for so many years, but they never thought that now it is a matter of life and death. At that time, the most reliable person was the "enemy" who fought openly and secretly in the past.
"Richelieu and the Great Bright King are waiting outside, shall we capture them first?" a general asked.
St. Lorenza's eyes flickered slightly, and he said: "You can't shoot directly, otherwise, even if you win, the people will feel that the Holy See is forced to admit your mistake. We not only want to fight, but also stand on the innocent side. Come fight!"
The generals cheered up and looked at him curiously.
Saint Lorenza glanced at the crowd, and immediately whispered his plan quickly.
After listening to his words, the audience fell into a brief silence, and everyone looked at each other with admiration on their faces.
"Your Commander is wise!"
"This plan is too high!"
"This time, the Holy See will definitely stop biting people and break their teeth!"
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