Chapter 494 Rebirth From the Ashes: On the Stage

The hymns echoed leisurely under the towering dome, and the golden statues stood around and shone brightly, just like the visitors here.

Anthony looked at the people in the audience. They were all dressed in gorgeous clothes, and the women wore the most beautiful and exquisite jewelry. The sun shone into the church through the stained glass windows high up, and echoed between the walls of the church with the leisurely hymns.

Today, all the families of Victoria gathered here. Their flags and family crests can be seen everywhere, and clothes of various colors are flaunting here, like a group of peacocks gathered together.

But there are also some people who are out of tune with the surrounding environment. Anthony looked at the armored steel knight. He was wearing a gray-white battle robe and a sword taller than a man, standing in the light of the church.

The dark angel stood with a sword, and around him were more dark angels and extreme warriors. They were all fully armed without exception, with bolt guns, chainsaw swords and helmets guarding like a steel corridor.

And between them, on the steps at the end of the church corridor, the alien visitor who was the focus of everyone's attention, the respected Marshal Vito Constantine, was standing there wearing the emperor's armor, with a group of death angels guarding on each side.

Lancelot stood beside him with a sword in both hands, silently declaring his authority, and Anthony stood behind them, staying with the others as a VIP.

He frowned, feeling that something was wrong, and his rebellious ally Tilfan also noticed the difference. His Excellency the Duke came over.

"Something is wrong, why are they all wearing armor?" Tilfan said worriedly, his words full of worry, and his suspicion was not unreasonable.

Not only Vito and the Astartes, but even Sarah was wearing a full set of combat nun uniforms. She was far away from her other sisters, but the latter were also fully armed.

The atmosphere here was wrong, not only Anthony, but everyone realized it, and people in the corridors on the first and second floors of the church whispered.

"Are we exposed?" Tilfan said nervously, "Don't keep silent, Anthony, tell me!"

"Don't be nervous, stay calm."

"Calm down?! How do you want me to calm down?! They came to the wedding in armor, who would come in armor?!" Tilfan said excitedly, "And they brought guns and swords. I saw a soldier checking the magazine just now, and it was full! All real stuff!"

"Damn it, Sir Anthony, you said this was a trap for them, I don't think it's necessarily the case now!"

"Keep your voice down, Tilfan." Anthony lowered his voice and scolded, "Calm down, if we are exposed, then Vito would have killed us all long ago and would not let us in at all."

Anthony glanced at Petronilla, who was also here, not wearing combat uniforms or weapons on her waist, and seemed to be on the same side as him, but this made Anthony even more suspicious.

But he did not show any of his worries, and still pretended to be in control of everything. He comforted Tilfan, and the latter calmed down, although it was more likely because he had no choice.

Their conversation was interrupted. The church door opened with a bang. The cheers from the street outside floated into the church with rose petals. The bright sunshine spread on the ground like a golden avenue, replacing the red carpet for Jack and Wen Yanaer to walk through.

They walked into the church, and the young couple walked into the church amid the cheers of the citizens outside.

The maids held Wen Yanaer's skirt, and they followed behind, following their footsteps and slowly walked through the center of the church. The solemn riders who walked on foot walked in front to open the way.

The crowds along the way retreated from the road to both sides, and the knights and ladies bowed to them. In the choir's hymns, Jack took Wen Yanaer's arm and walked through the sunshine and red carpet to Anthony.

The bishop was ready here. He raised his hands, and the two newlyweds stopped and knelt in front of him.

Behind the bishop, a man held up the statue of the emperor. He sat on the top of the flag and overlooked the common people in the sunshine. The whole church was quiet in an instant, and everyone looked here.

"We gather here today, in the name of His Majesty the Holy, to bless the newlyweds, Jack Jonson from the Jonson family and Wen Yanar from the Lasenia family, to become engaged couples."

The bishop's voice echoed under the dome, but Anthony did not pay attention to the original focus of the whole audience, but focused all his attention on Vito.

He stood there, with his back to himself, as if ignoring but at the same time scanning the crowd with his eyes, all the family members bowed their heads in awe under his gaze.

On both sides of him, Lancelot and Bell each led their own people, they stood in the church like a high wall, their tall bodies blocked the sunlight, and cast wide shadows on the people in the church.

Anthony knew that some people had begun to waver, and the nobles who had stood on the rebellious side bowed their heads, and they wavered in front of the marshal and his angel of death.

"Anthony, are you sure you still want to act?" Tilfan and Sten came up, and the person asking the question was Sten, who was the key to this action and was responsible for opening a warning gap on the periphery.

"The bow is on the string and it has to be released," said Anthony.

"Once we miss this opportunity, there will be no more opportunities. The plan remains unchanged." He said firmly, but Tilfan was obviously not so determined. This profit-seeking man, who only talked about ideology and business in his heart, was shaken.

"But how can our people beat so many death angels? There are also battle sisters. The emperor is above! Anthony, we must postpone the action. We..."

"I have my own way."

Anthony said, holding a box from his waist. The thing was very small, at most the size of a palm. Tilfan and Sten looked at the box, not knowing what it was.

Anthony slowly opened it, and a small black fragment flew up. It was pitch black, as if it was knocked off a stone, a black stone.

Its surface exuded a strange red light. Suddenly, as Anthony rolled up his sleeves and recited a spell, the mark on his arm lit up, and the strange fragment also responded immediately.

Sarah in the distance suddenly reacted. She held the two grenade launchers on her waist and looked to the side. On one side of the church, behind the crowd, a demon on a mural depicting the Emperor dispelling demons suddenly moved.

Its shape gradually became three-dimensional, and then its huge claws broke free from the plaster in an instant, and its roaring mouth fell on the wall with a roar. The people there saw it and then screamed.

The demon continued to roar bloodily, and in its roar, the demons in other portraits around it also fell one after another.

The crowd was panicked. Jack looked back and saw the twisted devil at the end of the red carpet. It roared and roared with its kind, and on this side.

Vito slowly drew out the Phoenix Sword, the iron feathers behind Sarah spread out, and the two guns were drawn. Lancelot and Bell were also ready with their soldiers, and they looked at the demon.

"The curtain rises, and the show begins."