Warhammer Throne

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

"!!!" Five seconds later, Vekma began to realize that in the most sacred place of the empire, in the place where battle priests, demon hunters and ascetics were defended, in this cathedral he had always regarded as absolutely safe. What happened? !

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

The archbishop of the sanctuary was completely angry.

The sanctuary powerhouse is an existence that has completely surpassed all beings, especially for humans.

Sanctuary powerhouses have three characteristics, first, longevity.

The life span of every sanctuary powerhouse can be over three hundred years old, and any sanctuary powerhouse is a wealth under the influence of a power.

Second, longevity and long-term vision.

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

Just like the duel between Ulles and Egil, if it is not for the championship matchup, the winner must be divided, and it is difficult for the two to kill the other party if one side escapes.

Third, unique power.

Every sanctuary powerhouse has a unique special ability. This ability is unpredictable. Many people believe that Ryan's peculiar psychic ability to cast spells is his special ability.

The special ability of Vekma is the power of the two-tailed comet!

The flames of the twin-tailed comet blazed on the hammer head of the warhammer, and the two red trails exuded hot temperatures.

Ryan had already disappeared in the crowd, he took Targris' arm: "Quick! Take advantage of it now!"

"Let's go!" Targris replied in a low voice, and the two rushed towards the Sacred Hall quickly.

"Ahhhhhhhh!!!" Ten seconds later, the archbishop's roar almost penetrated the golden dome: "heresy!!!"

"There is chaos and shards sneaking into the most sacred place of the empire! Fight! My believers! For Charlemagne! For the empire!" The archbishop of Sanctuary Vikma burst out with terrible energy, and he lifted the warhammer high in the air. With the roar of the archbishop, the golden wave overturned all the pilgrims in the entire cathedral.

The sudden change stunned all the pilgrims.

Heresy is actually mixed in the religious center of this empire and the headquarters of the Church of Justice!

"No one admits it?" Archbishop Vekema's anger has penetrated the sky and formed a terrible whirlpool of divine power. The powerful magical power revolves within the temple, and the golden air wave blows away the winter cold, the main hall In the corridor, a large group of battle priests and paladins were rushing back and forth into the hall.

"Everyone! All kneel down!" The archbishop roared at all the pilgrims in the hall: "Kneel down immediately and get checked! We must ensure that every heresy is checked on the stake!"

There was a sound of unsheathed weapons. The paladins drew their swords and raised their shields. The battle priests took up the hammers. The ascetics clenched the handles of the shackles. All the tourists and pilgrims who came to the hall Forced to kneel and wait for inspection.

Ryan and Targris were not inspected. These two people did not need to prove themselves whether they were chaos believers. The paladins and the battle priests signaled them to leave the hall quickly. Ryan and Targris took the opportunity to slip out of the hall and hid in the corner of the corridor. Behind a tapestry within.

The space behind the tapestry is very small. Ryan and Targris squeezed together, and the Supreme Mage whispered: "There are at least a hundred guards on the side of the Sacred Hall!"

Ryan nodded: "Does your magic work?"

"In this case, I can only release confusion magic to thirty people at the most at the same time!" Targris whispered.

"Then wait!"

"Papa papa~" dense footsteps sounded one after another. At this time, the interior of the hall was already impenetrable, and most of the tourists and pilgrims were forced to kneel down and wait for inspection.

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

The pilgrim named Maxwell had incredible gazes in his eyes. He tremblingly winked at his companion first, and then bowed his head full of panic.

impossible! Absolutely impossible!

How did the archbishop discover us!

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

After spending more than ten years, they successfully concealed themselves, and successfully considered every guard and institution. They have disguised themselves as the most devout followers 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 come true, but why have they been discovered? !

That’s right, Maxwell and his two comrades are the followers of the cult sect who quietly operate in the capital of the Empire, Brunswick. The capital of the Empire is densely populated and mixed with fish and dragons. In many dirty corners, there are small ones. The shadows of the Chaos Sect's secret activities, they carefully avoided the hunting of the demon hunters and the battle priests, and 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 was considered by the chaos believers to be a huge threat, especially in the past few years, they have also received the support of many nobles.

In human history, there has never been a shortage of people who feel that assassinating the emperor can benefit them. Emperor Karl-Franz strongly suppressed the interests of many nobles and protected the self-employed farmers and the middle class, which has angered many nobles. Many nobles don’t care about the threats facing human beings. They only know and see that their own interests have been violated.

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

However, Maxwell is still unbelievable. Such a well-arranged plan, prepared for more than ten years, is seamless and perfect, and it will be exposed here! How did the archbishop discover us!

But now they dare not move in this situation, so they have to pray secretly in their hearts.

Lord of Change, please bless us to complete the task.

The cultists didn't dare to say anything, they lowered their heads deeply. In this situation, they could do nothing but wait.

"No one admits?! Cultist, Charlemagne is looking at you! The God of Justice is looking at you, since you are unwilling to stand up, then..." The archbishop looked around and found that no one was willing to stand up. , He released a terrible roar, and then, Vicma held a command scepter in one hand and a golden griffon war hammer in the other, and the power of the twin-tailed comet surged.

Supreme Divine Art! Soul flames!

The power of the blazing twin-tailed comet leaned down from the golden dome inside the cathedral, sprinkling countless sacred brilliance, and golden air clusters visible to the naked eye floated among the crowd.

The pilgrims wept with joy. They shouted miracles and were bathed in this golden glow. Those who have devout believers will not be burned by the flames of the soul. On the contrary, this is a sacred ritual to purify the soul.

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

"The heresy will have nowhere to hide under the power of our lord! Accept the trial! Ahhhhhhh!" the archbishop raised his arms and shouted.

In the middle of the sacred light and shadow, a man wearing a thick cloak couldn't bear it anymore. He let out a scream, and then the two people who followed him also let out a scream.

"Um~!"

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

"The heresy has appeared! Strip off their cloaks and thoroughly purify the unclean things!" The archbishop's eyes were electric, and he pointed directly at Maxwell and the three others.

The cultists still want to resist, and waves of flames of souls almost tore their filthy souls to pieces.

The thick cloak was torn apart by the paladin, revealing the mutated body under their cloak.

These three cultists, either their arms, calves, or chests, have begun to grow feathers and become crow claws!

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

"Ah! Chaos Cultist!"

"That's a variation of Tan Qi!"

"Kill them! Kill them!"

"Help!"

There was chaos in the cathedral. The paladins and war priests had fierce expressions, and their faces carried terrible enthusiasm. Some paladins retreated to protect unrelated people. Many demon hunters and dervishes had charged up with weapons in their hands.

"Destroy them! Leave a living!" The archbishop pointed to the three people who appeared to be in their original form: "For Charlemagne!"

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

Someone is much faster than him.

"War, fight, it, hammer!" The golden griffon warhammer that breathed out the power of the two-tailed comet carried the archbishop's anger, and directly hit the head of this treacherous cultist. The blessings and blessings brought by the chaos Variations are invisible under the power of Vekma.

"Pop!" Dahao's head was smashed to pieces, his brain splashing everywhere.

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"Cultists have appeared in the cathedral!"

"Quickly, go and support the archbishop!"

"My lord, we have failed you."

The hallway was full of running sounds, and obviously more guards were attracted by the abnormal movement in the hall.

Behind the tapestry, Ryan and Targris were a little confused.

"...It seems that some cultists have actually mixed into the pilgrimage crowd." Ryan murmured to himself: "God, I'm just kidding."

"You just wanted to create a little chaos, but there was really chaos." Targris's face was calm: "Humans are too easily corrupted... I can perceive that there is a battle going on in the hall. The treacherous cultists have summoned a few low-level treacherous demons, but they will not be the opponents of so many people."

"Quick! The number of guards has decreased!" Ryan and Targris rushed all the way, and the physique Supreme Master was a little out of breath: "Don't be so worried, I...I can't do it, Ryan."

The scorpion hall is a little far away from the main hall, and there are many stairs up and down. It takes at least five minutes to run to avoid the crowd.

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

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

Start punching!

At this time, there were fewer than fifty clergy guarding the Sacred Skeleton Hall, and there were only more than twenty people guarding the side door. They saw Ryan rushing forward with Targris on his back. Before he had time to ask questions, Ryan shouted: "No, gentlemen, look here."

While the attention of all the guards was attracted, Targris raised his staff: "Confusion Charm!"

"Boom~" Lilith's moon staff flashed with brilliance, and all the guards who had been recruited became dull and confused. They nodded speciously, then returned to the post in a daze, lowering their heads and muttering to themselves: "Ah, that's it, it turns out that it's like this, no one has been here, no one has been."

In this way, Ryan rushed smoothly into the Sacred Hall with Targris on his back.

five minutes later.

Ryan and Targris strolled in the corpse hall, looking for the entrance to the basement.

Inside the sacred hall, the remains of the emperors and countless human heroes are buried. The sacred carols and glorious candles are endless in the sacred hall. When Lion looks at the deeds of the emperors and heroes Records and their remains, there is always infinite admiration in the heart: "Without their persistence, there would be no human beings. It is said that the second emperor after Charlemagne, the bones and shroud of Emperor Hedric were placed there. this."

Targris’s palm was condensed with magic power. The Supreme Mage was releasing magic to make Ryan and himself avoid the perception of the gods. He said to Ryan: “We are not here for sightseeing when we enter the Sacred Hall, Lilith’s chosen champion. , The turmoil outside will soon subside, we have come in, do you think about how we are going out?"

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

"...You better think of another way." Targris was still expressionless: "Well, let's find what Lilith needs first."

"No clue at all." Ryan raised his eyes and looked at the entire interior of the skeletal hall. Except for the sacred remains, there were all kinds of souvenirs, a desk, and two rows of large bookcases behind the desk.

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

"Ding Ding Ding~" A deep underground passage appeared just below the huge statue in the middle of the Saint Skeleton Hall.

"How did you find out?"

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

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

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