Chapter 953 Bombardment of the Pope’s Palace

Chapter 953 Bombardment of the Pope’s Palace

After a brief discussion between Anthony and Chris, they gathered most of the forces monitoring the four states as quickly as possible and focused on cleaning up the Marseille Diocese of the Church of Light!

For a time, the entire western continent was in turmoil and bloodshed. Compared with the people of the Church of Light, the people of the Dark Council are more ruthless and will leave no one behind wherever they go!

Lawrence led his men and fought continuously, basically cleaning up all the people in the Dark Council, and rushed back to St. John's Cathedral excitedly.

As soon as I entered, I felt that the atmosphere was not right. Brat, who was sitting on it, looked so gloomy that he could even lower his head. This made Lawrence tremble in his heart, slowed down and said softly:

"Your Majesty, according to your order, the entire Dark Council stronghold in NY Diocese has been uprooted."

Brat gritted his teeth and said, "What's the use! All twenty-one churches in Marseille were destroyed by the Dark Parliament! This is a blatant declaration of war on us!"

"All twenty-one churches in Marseille were destroyed?!" Lawrence gasped.

Everyone in the Church of Light knows that the birthplace of the Church of Light is in Marseille! I didn’t expect the Dark Council to be so ruthless.

Brat's eyes were filled with uncertainty: "I want the Dark Council to pay for its actions! This is an unforgivable crime!"

Lawrence took courage and said tremblingly: "Your Majesty the Pope, I think this is not appropriate."

Bratt looked at Lawrence with cold eyes: "Oh? What's wrong?"

Lawrence gritted his teeth and said: "Your Majesty the Pope, several failures have caused us heavy losses. Now is not the time to fight to the death with the Dark Parliament.

Besides, this time, we were the ones to clean up their people first. If we are used by the Dark Council to attract some neutral forces to fight against us, we may become even more passive!

Your Majesty the Pope! In order to protect thousands of your people from the innocent baptism of war and avoid greater casualties, please think twice! "

Brat's eyelids gradually drooped: "You go down first, I'm a little tired."

"Yes, I will take my leave." Lawrence bowed, turned around and slowly walked out of the hall.

When the night wind blew, Lawrence realized that his back was already soaked. He had done everything he could to save innocent lives, but as for the outcome, it was not up to him to decide.

At exactly eleven o'clock in the evening, Fang Yang walked out of his room and found that Brother Shi Wu was already in the cockpit, eating and drinking around the navigation chart.

"Haha, you guys are earlier than me." Fang Yang casually grabbed a few peanuts and threw them into his mouth: "Are you all ready?"

Shi Wuhuan pointed at the table and said, "We have wine and food. They are all ready. We are just waiting for Brother Fang to sit down."

"You're the only one who talks so much!" Shi Wuyu scolded his younger brother, and then stood up: "Brother Fang, are you ready to take action?"

Fang Yang looked at the time: "Well, it's almost time. Have you found a suitable launch location?"

Shi Wuyu pointed to the navigation chart and said: "About two nautical miles to our left is an atoll of reefs.

Now is the time of low tide, which can provide us with the best cover. We can rise to the surface of the sea without being discovered. "

Fang Yang waved his hand: "Let's go!"

"Yes!" Brothers Shi and Wu immediately took their positions: "Left front, two nautical miles away, move forward!"

The submarine slowly turned in the sea and headed towards the atoll ahead. Ten minutes later, the best spot was found, and the submarine quietly surfaced.

Shi Wuhuan entered parameters one after another into the fire control system for final positioning and calibration. The submarine's deck split to the left and right, and a missile launcher was raised.

Five minutes later, Shi Wuhuan reported loudly: "Brother Fang, the line calibration is complete, do you want to launch?"

Fang Yang tilted his head and asked, "Do we have eight Tomahawk missiles?"

Shi Wuhuan said: "Yes!"

Fang Yang waved his hand: "It's useless to keep it. It still takes up space. Just give it to the Holy Court of Light."

"No problem!" Shi Wuhuan turned around and modified the fire control program, and asked again: "Brother Fang, we are ready. Do you want to launch?"

Fang Yang said firmly: "Launch!"

Shi Wuhuan immediately pressed the launch button. The entire submarine shook violently, and a Tomahawk missile roared into the sky.

Without any instructions, the second missile was reloaded immediately. Three minutes later, the second missile took off again...

In the quiet and peaceful Holy Mountain of Light, you can still faintly hear the music of carols and hymns. Suddenly, a large fireball accurately bombarded the barrier above the Pope's Palace, causing violent energy fluctuations and even causing slight damage to the Pope's Palace.

"Enemy attack!"

"Holy God of Light, there are always heretics who want to challenge your dignity..."

"The Guards of Light assemble!"

…

The entire Holy Mountain of Light had just stabilized from the initial panic when the second missile struck again!

Eight Tomahawk missiles continuously bombarded one point. The sturdy and solemn Pope's Palace could not bear it. Finally, with a sound of "Boom~", it completely collapsed!

All the people on Guangming Holy Mountain were shocked! No one thought that one day the Papal Palace would collapse!

I don’t know who shouted: “Go and report to His Majesty the Pope! Light Guard, ask for support from the Coast Guard! We must find the murderer!”

Immediately everyone woke up, performed their duties, and took action again.

After all the Tomahawk missiles were launched, without waiting for Fang Yang to give the order, Shi Wuyu turned around, dived deeply, and ran towards the depths of the sea.

Just kidding, if you stabbed such a big trap, if you didn't escape quickly, you might have died without even knowing it.

Unfortunately, not far after driving out, several small red dots appeared on the radar approaching.

Shi Wuyu immediately warned: "Brother Fang, the anti-submarine aircraft from behind is coming! What should we do? The performance of this submarine cannot escape the detection of the detector!"

Fang Yang gave the order unusually calmly: "Turn off all equipment and dive down! Leave the rest to me!"

"Yes!" Shi Wuyu immediately shut down all power systems and electronic systems, and the entire submarine became silent.

Fang Yang took a deep breath, closed his eyes, and mobilized the power of Feng Shui with all his strength to wrap a thin film on the outside of the submarine.

Although there was only a thin layer, it still made Fang Yang feel a little strenuous. Two minutes later, Fang Yang clearly felt the roar of the aircraft engine above him. At least ten anti-submarine aircraft flew over their heads, heading into the distance.

Everyone is sweating and hoping to get through this smoothly. Forty minutes later, the anti-submarine aircraft returned again and returned to the base.

After confirming that there was no threat, Fang Yang took in the power of Feng Shui and said a little tiredly: "The crisis is over, sneak at full speed and prepare to return home!"

"Yes." Brother Shi Wu quickly started the engine and the submarine sailed towards the depths of the ocean. In order to ensure safety, Fang Yang meditated and adjusted his breath in the cockpit.

Apart from taking a breath, there was basically no stopping. One day later, we have entered the high seas and can finally go on the deck for activities.

Fang Miaomiao and Xu Meng were particularly excited to finally walk up to the water and enjoy the sunshine and sea water after holding it underwater for so long.

Xu Meng said excitedly: "This is my first time in the sea so far away from the land. The water here is so blue! Fang Yang, would you like to go swimming?"