Chapter 372, Sneaking Into the Hall of Relics (Part 2)

"???" The archbishop didn't understand what he heard at first.

"!!!" After five seconds, Vekmar began to realize that in the most sacred place of the empire, where the battle priests, demon hunters and ascetics guarded, in this cathedral that he always regarded as absolutely safe, What happened? !

An indescribable grief and anger enveloped Vekmar's heart. The archbishop held the golden command scepter in one hand and his golden warhammer in the other.

The archbishop with the power of the sanctuary was completely angry.

A strong man in the sanctuary is an existence that has completely surpassed all living beings, especially for human beings.

Sanctuary powerhouses have three characteristics, first, longevity.

The lifespan of every strong man in the sanctuary can be more than three hundred years old, and any strong man in the sanctuary is a treasure at the bottom of the box.

Second, longevity and long-term vision.

In addition to the long lifespan of the strong man in the sanctuary, he is also extremely difficult to kill. The strong man in the sanctuary can be defeated and injured, but it is even more difficult to kill him.

Just like the duel between Jules and Egil, if it weren't for the championship duel, it would be difficult for both of them to kill each other without one fleeing.

Third, unique strength.

Every strong man in the sanctuary has a unique special ability, which is unpredictable. Many people think that Ryan's strange ability to cast spells is his special ability.

And Vikma's special ability is the power of twin-tailed comets!

The flames of the twin-tailed comet blazed on the head of the war hammer, and the two red trails exuded scorching heat.

Ryan had already disappeared into the crowd. He grabbed Teclis' arm and said, "Quick! Take advantage of this moment!"

"Let's go!" Teclis replied in a low voice, and the two quickly rushed towards the hall of relics.

"Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaah!!!"

"Chaos and miscellaneous pieces have sneaked into the most sacred place of the empire! Fight! My believers! For Charlemagne! For the empire!" The archbishop Vikmar, who is powerful in the sanctuary, burst out with terrifying energy. He raised his warhammer high in the air, With the archbishop's roar, golden waves overturned all the pilgrims in the cathedral.

The sudden change stunned all the pilgrims.

In the religious center of the empire and the headquarters of the Justice Church, heresies are actually mixed in!

"No one admits it?" The anger of Archbishop Vekmar has pierced the sky, forming a terrible vortex of divine power. The powerful magical power swirls in the temple, and the golden air waves blow away the winter cold. In the corridor, a large group of combat priests and paladins were rushing back and forth into the hall.

"Everyone! Kneel down!" the archbishop roared at all the pilgrims in the hall: "Kneel down immediately and be examined! We must ensure that every heretic is tested at the stake!"

There was a sound of unsheathing weapons, the paladins drew their long swords and raised their shields, the combat priests picked up their hammers, and the ascetics clenched the handles of the flails. All the tourists and pilgrims who came to the hall Forced to kneel and wait for inspection.

Ryan and Teclis were not checked. These two people did not need to prove themselves whether they were followers of Chaos. The paladins and battle priests signaled them to leave the hall quickly. Ryan and Teclis took the opportunity to sneak out of the hall and hid in the corner of the corridor Behind a tapestry inside.

The space behind the tapestry is very small, Ryan and Teclis squeezed together, and the Supreme Master whispered: "There are at least a hundred guards at the Hall of the Relics!"

Ryan nodded: "Is your magic useful?"

"In this case, I can only cast confusion magic on thirty people at the same time!" Teclis whispered.

"Then wait!"

"Pa-ta-pat-pa-ta~" dense footsteps sounded one after another. At this time, the inside of the hall was already watertight, and most of the tourists and pilgrims were forced to kneel down and wait for inspection.

At this time, among the countless pilgrims, the expressions of three pilgrims wearing thick cloaks and hoods changed drastically.

The pilgrim named Maxwell had incredible gazes in his eyes. He tremblingly exchanged glances with his companions, and then lowered his head full of panic.

impossible! Absolutely impossible!

How the Archbishop found us!

They have been planning this assassination plan for more than ten years. Every year, they carefully infiltrate the Cathedral of the Justice Church, drawing and planning an assassination route.

It took more than ten years for them to successfully hide themselves and successfully consider every guard and institution. They have disguised themselves as the most devout believers of the God of Justice. Every year, they are far away from the God of Justice. The statue and the golden statue of Charlemagne are one step closer. Now, the plan is about to be realized, but why were they discovered? !

That's right, Maxwell and his two companions are the followers of the Tzeentch sect who are quietly operating in Brunswick, the capital of the empire. The capital of the empire is densely populated and mixed with fish and dragons. In many dirty corners, there are small The shadowy shadows of the Cult of Chaos, carefully evading witchers and battle-priests, took root in the slums of Brunswick.

They plan to assassinate Emperor Karl Franz on the day of the Winter Veil service! This young and promising emperor is considered a huge threat by the followers of Chaos, especially in recent years, they have also received the support of many nobles.

In the history of mankind, there has never been a lack of people who think that assassinating the emperor can benefit them. Emperor Karl Franz strongly suppressed the interests of many nobles, and the measures to protect the yeoman and the middle class have angered many nobles. , many nobles don't care about the threats humans face, they only know and see their own interests being violated.

When someone proposed to assassinate the emperor, some nobles chose to support it secretly.

However, Maxwell is still unbelievable that such a well-arranged plan, prepared for more than ten years, is seamless and perfect, and it will be exposed here! How on earth did the Archbishop find us!

But now they didn't dare to move in this situation, so they had to pray secretly in their hearts.

Lord of Change, please bless us to complete our mission.

The cultists didn't dare to make a sound, they bowed their heads deeply, in this situation, they could do nothing but wait.

"No one will admit it?! Heretics, Emperor Charlemagne is watching you! The God of Justice is watching you. Since you are unwilling to take the initiative to stand up, then..." The archbishop looked around and found that no one was willing to stand up , He released a terrifying roar, and then, Vekmar held the command scepter in one hand and the golden griffin warhammer in the other, and the power of the twin-tailed comet surged.

Supreme magic! Soul flames!

The power of the fiery twin-tailed comet slanted down from the golden dome in the cathedral, sprinkled countless sacred radiance, and the golden air clusters visible to the naked eye floated among the crowd one by one.

The pilgrims wept with joy, they chanted miracles, and bathed in this golden glow, those with devout beliefs would not be burned by the flames of their souls, on the contrary, this was a sacred ritual to purify their hearts.

The archbishop's fierce and violent eyes swept over everyone in the cathedral, and the terrifying power of the soul flame tortured everyone's soul.

"Heretics will have nowhere to hide under the divine power of our Lord! Be judged! Ahhh!" the archbishop shouted, raising his arms.

Right in the midst of the sacred light and shadow, a man in a thick cloak couldn't bear it any longer. He let out a scream, and then the two people following him also let out a scream.

"Oh~!"

The strange behavior of these three people immediately attracted everyone's attention. The paladins and battle priests quickly approached, and saw these three people wailing endlessly. They had nowhere to hide in the flames of their souls.

"Heretics have appeared! Take off their cloaks and completely purify the unclean things!" The archbishop's eyes were like lightning, and he pointed directly at Maxwell and the other three.

The cultists still wanted to resist, and the wave after wave of soul flames almost tore their filthy souls to pieces.

The thick cloaks were torn off by the paladins, revealing their mutated bodies beneath the cloaks.

These three heretics have either arms, or calves, or chests, have begun to grow feathers and transformed into crow's claws!

"Damn it!" One of Maxwell's arms showed its prototype under the burning of the soul flames. It was a mutant arm with feathers, and its fingers had turned into claws.

"Ah! It's a Chaos Cultist!"

"That's Tzeentch's mutation!"

"Kill them! Kill them!"

"Help!"

The cathedral was in chaos. The paladins and battle priests had ferocious expressions, with terrifying fanaticism on their faces. Some paladins retreated while protecting irrelevant people. Many demon hunters and ascetics charged forward with weapons in hand.

"Destroy them! Leave one alive!" The archbishop pointed to the three people who showed their original shape: "For Charlemagne!"

"Fight!" Maxwell knew that the plan had been revealed. He took out a wooden staff from his back, and was about to release the chaotic black magic to summon the Tzeentch demon.

Someone is much faster than him.

"Fight, fight, fight, hammer!" The golden griffin war hammer spewing out the power of a twin-tailed comet carried the anger of the archbishop, and smashed directly on the head of this Tzeentch cultist. Mutations are invisible under the power of Vekmar.

"Crack!" Dahao's head was smashed to pieces, and his brains were scattered everywhere.

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"A cultist appeared in the cathedral!"

"Quick, go support the archbishop!"

"My lord, we have failed you."

The corridor was full of running sounds, apparently more guards were attracted by the changes in the hall.

Behind the tapestry, both Ryan and Teclis were a little confused.

"...It seems that there are cultists mixed into the pilgrimage crowd." Ryan muttered to himself: "My God, I was just joking."

"You just wanted to create some chaos, but you didn't expect that there would be chaos." Teclis said calmly: "Human beings are too easily corrupted... I can feel that there is a battle going on in the hall, and there is a The Tzeentch cultists have summoned a few low-level Tzeentch demons, but they will never be the opponents of so many people."

"Quick! The number of guards has decreased!" Lion and Teclis ran all the way, and the Supreme Archmage with poor physique was a little panting: "Don't be so anxious, I...I can't do it, Ryan."

The Hall of the Relics is a little far from the main hall, and there are a lot of stairs going up and down. It takes at least five minutes to run to avoid the crowd.

Teclis swore that he hadn't run such a long distance in more than a hundred years. The Supreme Master's physique was really not very good, and he was out of breath after running for about three minutes.

"It's okay, I'll carry you!" Ryan carried Teclis on his back.

Let's go!

At this time, there were less than fifty clerics guarding the Sacred Relic Hall, and there were only more than twenty people guarding the side door. When they saw Ryan rushing with Teclis on his back, before they had time to ask questions, Ryan shouted: "No, gentlemen, look here."

Taking advantage of the attention of all the guards being attracted, Teclis raised his staff: "Confusion Curse!"

"Boom~" The brilliance of Lilith's staff of the moon flashed, and the faces of all the guards who were recruited became dull and confused. They nodded speculatively, then returned to their posts in a daze, bowed their heads and said to themselves: "Oh, that's right, that's the way it is, no one has been here, no one has been here."

In this way, Ryan carried Teclis on his back and rushed into the Shrine.

five minutes later.

Ryan and Teclis wandered inside the Shrine, looking for the entrance to the basement.

Inside the Hall of the Relics, the remains of emperors of all ages (which can be retrieved) and countless human heroes are buried. Sacred carols and brilliant candles are endless in the Hall of Relics. When Ryan looked at the emperors one by one And the records of the deeds of the heroes and their remains, my heart always raises infinite admiration: "Without their persistence, there would be no human beings. It is said that the second emperor after Charlemagne, the bones and bones of Emperor Hedrick The shroud is placed here."

The palm of Teclis is condensed with magic power, and the Supreme Master is releasing magic to let Ryan and himself avoid the perception of the gods. He said to Ryan: "We did not enter the Hall of Relics for sightseeing, Lilith's God-Chosen Champion , the turmoil outside will subside soon, we have come in, have you figured out how we are going to get out?"

"There will always be a way." Ryan forced himself to look away from the glorious human deeds, and the earl shrugged at the Supreme Master: "Since we can get in, we must be able to get out."

"...you'd better think of another way." Teclis remained expressionless: "Okay, let's find what Lilith needs first."

"I have no idea at all." Ryan raised his eyes and looked at the entire interior of the Shrine. Except for the sacred remains, there were all kinds of souvenirs, a desk, and two rows of large bookcases behind the desk.

"Yes." Teclis pulled out a book from the bookcase, and then reached out and pressed a movable wall brick.

"Ding ding ding~" Just under the huge statue in the middle of the hall, a deep underground passage appeared.

"How did you find out?"

"Human tricks are just a joke in front of Azul."

"Okay, come on, let's go down."