"Dadada..."

The sound of horse hooves suddenly erupted.

In four directions, southeast, west and north, carriages suddenly appeared and began to parade along the street.

On the carriage, there were noble archbishops in red robe. They were condescending, with kind faces waved to the vast believers, as if they were inspecting their own leaders.

The holy guards in battle robes were protecting each other around the carriage, isolated the believers who had been there, majestic and sacred, like heavenly soldiers.

From point to surface, cheers came one after another, and finally formed the effect of tsunamis and tsunamis, and the entire Segantinis was instantly boiling.

"It's about to start."

Everyone understood that the appearance of the bishops of the Red Robe clearly indicated that the Christmas ceremony was about to begin.

As expected.

Half an hour later, the palace gate of St. Peter, which was closed to the outside world all year round, suddenly opened.

"Holy King! The Holy King appears!!!"

The believers shouted excitedly, facing the direction of St. Peter's Palace, waved and cheered wildly. Some people even knelt on their knees and buried their heads deeply to show their piety.

That's right.

Standing on the top of the world, the old man, who is the spiritual leader of more than one billion people, slowly stepped out of St. Peter's Palace and appeared in front of the world.

Saint crown on the head.

Holding the yellow crystal scepter in his hand.

Under the gaze of everyone, he is not tall, but he exudes a dazzling brilliance that people dare not look at him.

"Welcome to my Lord."

Around the square, the Holy Guards responsible for the warning shouted in unison, with extremely strong penetration, and from near to far, the believers were driven one by one.

"Welcome to my Lord!!!"

The whole of Segantinis seemed to be making the same sound.

The sea of ​​clouds in the sky seemed to be shaking because of this.

The old man who received worship from all living beings looked calm and slowly raised his hand.

Just a simple action, Segantinis quickly fell into silence.

The boundless believer pursed his lips tightly. No matter where he stood, his eyes were all in the same direction, his eyes fluctuated violently, and he was obviously very excited.

After all, most people spend their entire lives and probably never see the side of the Holy King with their own eyes.

"This old man is really powerful."

Adam muttered in the crowd and did not dare to speak loudly. Otherwise, if others heard it, he would be regarded as a heresy in an instant and cause a lot of trouble.

At the same time, his eyes kept surfing around.

From the underworld's character "Zhu Ling" to the figure of Qin Yuyi who had just glanced at it, he felt that today's Christmas ceremony might not be simple, but until this moment, all he saw was a group of fanatical and ignorant believers, and did not notice any abnormalities.

"Sir Saint, today's celebration may not be so smooth. Please be vigilant."

Behind the Holy King, not only were there a few respectable elders standing, but also the Heavenly Punishment Cynthia and the Right Envoy Noyeev were also listed as appropriate.

While the Holy King greeted the believers, he whispered to remind him.

Cynthia, who had been imprisoned for three months due to severe dereliction of duty at Florentza, looked calm and ignored Nochiev and observed the surroundings silently.

The seventh order of the underworld's character "Zhu" is known to everyone, so they naturally cannot be unclear. However, because the remaining soldiers and generals in the underworld are not coming, it would be fine if they don't come, but if they come, they just fall into the trap.

Now, what she is most worried about is not the underworld, but...

In the midst of a crowd.

Like many people around, an oriental man wore a turban on his head and wore traditional costumes that imprinted people, so he could hide himself in the crowd very well.

“Are you ready?”

“Everything is ready.”

Cui Pan, who was dressed similarly to his clothes, replied.

The oriental man dressed up in disguise looked at the layers of believers in front of him, with indifferent eyes.

"Notify the Black Fighter, this is the first robbery, let them fight."

"yes."

In the fanatical and jubilant atmosphere, a gloomy and dangerous undercurrent began to surge. Staring at the great and prominent holy king, the spirit in his eyes began to change.

"I announce that I will teach you how to create the first..."

"kill!!!"

Just as the Holy King was about to start the Christmas celebration of the Three Hundred Years, suddenly, roars came everywhere!

"kill!!!!!"

The roar was ferocious and wild, and at the same time, blood mist began to drift away!

"Puchi!"

"Puchi!"

"Puchi!"

"ah!!!"

Before many believers could come back to their senses, they found themselves struck by a sharp weapon. Then severe pain came, holding the wounds that were blooming with flesh and wailing in pain.

Those who are not lucky were killed directly with one knife!

"I've killed someone, killed someone!!!"

After a brief shock, the scene was in chaos.

In the crowd, a series of slender and easy-to-carry sharp knives were pulled out, and cold lights lit up one after another, obscuring the sunshine for a while!

These crazy madmen came out from nowhere, as if they were suddenly caught in an evil spirit, and they were slashing at the people around them with a knife, killing people!

Although the number of believers is huge, there are also many of these lunatics, and they are distributed in different directions. Conservatively estimated how big two or three thousand people are. When they attack together, they have an amazing destructive effect!

"Puchi!"

"ah!!!"

The skin was full of tears and screams.

Segantinis soon bleeded!

The celebration was interrupted immediately.

"presumptuous!"

Without orders, a famous Saint Guard rushed towards the madmen who killed innocent people without fear.

The two sides fought together soon!

A large number of believers fled for the death and countless injured people were trampled to death.

"Here you come."

Adam murmured.

Eve, who was standing next to him, frowned slightly as he looked at the sudden bloody storm.

No matter which force these people who suddenly lifted the butcher's knife were, almost all innocent people who died now.

Suddenly, huge waves of people appeared.

The oriental man was motionless and watched a panicked believer run hurriedly through the surroundings, from his expression to his eyes, there was silence.

It is worthy of being the largest Italian country in the world, and its reputation is truly worthy of being cruel. When it comes to action, it is so cold-blooded that these believers are like local chickens and ducks, slaughtering wantonly, and taking off their hands, and they are so straightforward and neat.

“Wow…”

The blood is still spilling.

The land is dyed red.

Oriental men are like being independent in the world, indifferent, and in a sea of ​​people, but seemingly isolated from the sea of ​​people.

innocent?

What is innocent?

The establishment of the temple, these believers are indispensable cornerstones, and some of them may be absorbed in the future and become weapons and accomplices of the temple's enslavement of the world.

Kill it.

Kill it as much as you like...

The smell of blood in the air is getting stronger and stronger.

In the panic sea of ​​people, there were still many standing still, their eyes becoming redder.

"call……"

A strong wind suddenly blew, blood gathered, and even the air seemed to turn red.

The wind is blowing.

...
Chapter completed!