Chapter 410: A gorgeous assassination (Part 2)

"In the first year of the glorious tradition, God came to the mainland and saw the miserable brilliance of sorrow and the people were living in poverty. So God said, "Who can give up everything and save the suffering people, I will give him eternal life."

On the altar, the red-robed priest chattered endlessly. Byrne's eyes were full of reverence, but he was very calm, which was extremely consistent with the identity of an ascetic monk. The assassins behind him were kneeling on the ground, looking intoxicated. Each of these people was good at imitating the mentality of others.

The most amazing thing is that many of these assassins were born in the Tanggulas Empire, and the Holy See was the most important thing to be born. Among these assassins, a few of them were already serious magicians.

Those who have different pictures in their hearts but can borrow divine power. These people are all blasphemers.

The voices of the red-robed priests on the altar were spread throughout the square. In the square, the assassins led by Byrne were submerged among tens of thousands of believers, like a wave in the sea, inconspicuous.

This sermon will last more than six hours, and there will be such activities in the City of Glory in the last week of each month. Byrne waited patiently, his body remained motionless, and his fists were huddled in his sleeves.

The monks rarely have any gorgeous weapons, but the gloves must be the best. Byrne's gloves were refined by Nicholas himself. The whole gloves were forged by metal. The inner layer was lined with soft gold, which was about the same value as pure gold. The outer layer was made of metal blocks like scales, and each protruding metal block was engraved with divine text.

This is a weapon covering half of the arm, and the metal covers Byrne's elbow. On the arm, each piece of metal is inlaid with a gem, as well as dragon crystal fragments and divine crystal fragments. This weapon can be said to be the most luxurious equipment Nicholas has ever created.

As long as Byrne's mental power is moved, an invisible blade can be popped up on his boxing glove, one and a half feet long, like a short sword. Byrne's right hand is holding a book. If someone else opens this book, it is just a Vatican code.

In fact, in this book, there is indeed a row of crossbow drums with a range of only about twenty meters. The crossbow arrows are tempered with purple gold liquid secreted by sea urchins, which can penetrate most energy shields.

Behind Byrne, there was also a broken stone tablet carrying a divine text engraved on the stone tablet. This kind of stone tablet was left by ascetics during the Fourth Dynasty. The Fourth Dynasty of that year adopted a full-scale ban on the preaching of the Holy See. Therefore, ascetics left behind words on the top of the mountain, in the hidden valley, and in the wilderness where people were rarely visited, and were engraved on stones.

Later, the Fourth Dynasty collapsed and the Holy See took the opportunity to rise. The ascetics would not be driven away and fled everywhere like they did. After this period, the inscriptions left by the ascetics became precious and were often carried by some ascetics.

Byrne's current dress can be said to be unable to find any flaws. An old monk brought his precious collection to the City of Glory to listen to the sermon of the Archbishop in the Glory.

The assassins had no flaws. In addition to the assassins behind Byrne, there were more than 30 assassins quietly waiting for Byrne's orders in every corner of the square.

This is the third time that Byrne has participated in such a sermon, and he is familiar with the entire process. His actual participation is very different from the content collected in the information. Byrne is an assassin and will not trust any information easily.

The sun gradually tilts westward, and the sermon begins in the morning and ends when the sun is about to fall into the horizon. The time of each start is different, but the time of ending must be the moment before the sunlight disappears.

This is God's will, to allow the light to continue in the darkness. There are tall stone pillars on the altar, which will emit strong light when the sun disappears, and replace the sun. The whole sermon ends at this climax.

Before this, there will be a ceremony to seek holy water. When God came to this world, he chose 300 people to preach for God. Every time he asked for holy water, he would also choose 300 people. The location where Byrne is will inevitably be selected today.

Time passed by minute by minute, Byrne adjusted his breathing, his heart was clear and he was free from worries.

He had carefully considered the choice to assassinate in this square. The City of Glory is different from the City of Holy. Although it is nominally the location of the Cardinal, in fact, the Pope has monopolized the authority of the academic affairs, and the Cardinal has been in name only. All orders are carried out in the City of Holy. The City of Glory is a symbolic place.

The danger here is not as much as the imperial cities of the Tanggulas Empire. Most of the cardinals are of level 6. If the cardinals are assassinated by level 6, it is meaningless. The cardinals in the City of Glory have higher levels, such as the guy who preached on the altar, is a level 8 bishop.

Like a magician, being approached by an assassin is equivalent to losing half of his life. Even a powerful magician cannot guarantee that he is safe and sound.

What Byrne needs to do is to assassinate the Cardinal in public in the glorious city where thousands of people are watching.

He wasn't sure to kill the level nine magician, or level eight... If he couldn't kill him, he wouldn't be an assassin, but a warrior.

The princess must be regretting her decision now. She doesn't know whether she can leave the Tanggulas Empire alive after this assassination. Even if she escapes from the City of Glory, the magician will be able to leave a mark of hatred on her before she dies.

It will take at least several years to erase the mark left by the magic technique. It is impossible for me to hide in the Tanggulas Empire for several years.

It depends on luck. Byrne looked up at the altar with a pious face, and the red-robed priest's voice was abrupt and exciting, and his speech was magnificent.

Byrne is just calculating the trajectory of the sun. As an assassin, he does not need to look at magic timers. Neither clocks nor magic hourglass are as accurate as the sun, moon and stars.

As time passed, the priests who presided over the ceremony began to name the name. On the altar, the holy water accumulated in a month would be distributed to three hundred lucky people. In the square of tens of thousands, three hundred people were named and walked onto the altar.

Byrne was the eleventh pointer. Behind him, two assassins were guided by the priests to come to the altar and wait to receive the holy water.

Byrne's mood became calmer, but there was a look of excitement in his eyes. Any believer should be like this if he can get holy water.

A group of ten people, the first group of believers, received the holy water, and walked down from the other side of the altar in the blessing of the divine art. The altar was a hundred meters wide and twenty meters high, and the steps on both sides extended, appearing tall and solemn.

The priest who led Byrne's group of believers glanced at the stone tablet behind Byrne and did not let him put it down. This stone tablet is also a symbol of glory. If a monk lets down the stone tablet behind him, it would be a blasphemous insult.

Byrne walked up the steps step by step to the altar. The stone tablet behind him never made his steps so heavy. He could not show the strength of a level eight strong man, so his footsteps and the sounds made everyone around him show admiration.

This is a real monk! He is so old and still so persistent.

There are many divine tale arrays on the altar, one of which is carved in the deep pit of the stone. This deep pit did not seem to be carved by hand, but seemed to be impacted by something on a huge rock. There is also a large amount of holy water in the pit. Byrne took out his bowl and walked forward.

"May the gods bless you, the glory will shine forever, and the soul will be guided, your..." The red-robed priest repeated what he had said to the first group of believers just now. Byrne thought of him and smiled. The bowl in his hand disappeared. The stone tablet behind him flew up and landed on the ground with a loud bang.

The stone tablet fell to the ground and grew rapidly and became larger. In a blink of an eye, it became a rectangular body more than ten meters high, with metallic light flashing on the surface. On the front of the stone tablet, the divine text has been twisted and turned into the undead text. Between the undead text, there is a golden glow flowing, two small dots, constantly surfing.

After the stone tablet was metalized, thousands of small holes appeared on the side, and black smoke was sprayed wildly outwards. The black smoke never dispersed and formed a dead text in the air.

The believers touched by the black smoke screamed in panic. Their flesh was corroded, and in a blink of an eye, the bones in their bodies were exposed.

The red-clothed priest was shocked. He did not expect that the undead would appear here. You should know that the power of the Lord of Glory's faith was very obvious in restraint on the undead.

Facing Byrne, even the Golden Sword Saint should not be distracted.

Byrne punched the red-clothed priest on the cheek. The invisible blade that emerged from his metal fists directly shattered the red-clothed priest’s brain.

The entire altar has been shrouded in the mist of the undead. There are not many warriors from the Holy See on this altar, and they are almost all magicians.

"disperse!"

“Purify!”

"Sacred Strike..."

I don’t know how many magical techniques fly around, aimless. The magical magicians in the City of Glory have not experienced battles for a long time.

Byrne broke the mind of the red-robed priest, grabbed the neck of the corpse, and threw it at the metalized stone tablet. The corpse hit the tall metal fossil tablet. The metal fossil tablet suddenly opened a big mouth, full of sharp metal teeth, and chewed the red-robed priest and swallowed it.

There was a chaos in the square, and the divine alarm sounded sharply. In every corner of the city, the Knights, who had been lazy for hundreds of years, did not know what had happened at this time.

The Knights of the Kingdom of Gods under the Cardinal Academy have long disappeared, but the Knights of the current Knights are not as good as those of the Knights.

In the mist of the dead, Byrne's actions were like ghosts. His figure shuttled between the words of the dead, and no one could see his movements clearly. There were also several seventh-level magicians on this altar, who were not weak, but their existence was like a beacon in the dark, attracting Byrne's attention.
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