The time has arrived at five o'clock in the morning on December 15, 1315.
Today is the day for the public execution of Cyric by the Church of the Three Gods of Justice.
Temple of the Hand of Tyr in the Sesk region.
The largest temple of Tyr, the God of Justice, is located on the continent of Ultron, and it is also the residence of the Knights of Justice.
On this day, the white flag fluttered in the wind.
Within a radius of one hundred kilometers, almost every inch was illuminated by Master's light spell as if it were daytime. Teams of ranger paladins carrying holy light lanterns were patrolling back and forth on horseback, while small teams of lions were hovering in the sky.
Eagle Knight.
Countless heavily armed paladins surrounded Tilburg, and half-elf magic archers and human marksmen wearing uniforms stood guard at almost all commanding heights.
The magic circle was opened early, and low-level priests were everywhere using it to detect evil and strictly inspect every visitor.
Although Cyric had been imprisoned in the Kingdom of Tire early, where there would only be projections, as the main venue for the ceremony, Til Fort was still frighteningly tightly guarded in order to avoid the final counterattack of Cyric's fanatics.
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In the main square, more than 200,000 people who hated Cyric were kneeling in groups and in different areas.
In the middle of the square, representatives and dignitaries from various countries were sitting on a temporary viewing platform. Directly opposite the viewing platform was an empty place, where the entire video would be played later.
A little further away there is a huge statue of Cyric. This will serve as proof of Cyric's fall.
Politicians need to put on a show, but gods also need to put on a show.
Even if the whole world knows that Cyric fell at the hands of Raven, so what? As the God of Justice, what else can win more believers and increase divine power than executing a super evil god who is angry with both humans and gods?
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On the continent of Ultron, some people hate Bane, some hate Shar, and some hate Talos, but the one most people hate is Cyric.
Because Cyric has been killing indiscriminately for thousands of years. He and his followers have harmed races and countries throughout the multiverse through conspiracy and assassination.
To the Three Justices, Cyric must die
You must die in their hands. This will relieve your anger and expand the influence of the good camp.
For a long time, neutral races such as elves and gnomes have been completely indifferent, and there are also a bunch of forces from the chaotic good camp. In fact, it is the forces of a few gods of lawful good that face the huge lawful evil, neutral evil and chaos.
The evil gods of the three evil camps.
If Tiers said it wasn't stressful, they would be lying to you.
They need hope and new blood so much. Therefore, they will be happier if Raven joins the lawful good camp.
Time. Stepping into the dawn.
At dawn is the time when all the priests of the Church of the God of Justice pray to obtain divine spells. This is Tyr's hour, and it is also the most annoying time for Cyric priests who obtain divine spells when the new moon comes out at night.
Tyr is marked by dawn, and Cyric is marked by nightfall. It seems that from this point on, the irreconcilable conflict between the two gods is destined.
The image was projected on the open space over 100 meters in the center of the square.
The mad god Cyric is like a rice dumpling, bound by hundreds of chains of divine power. The excessive lawful good divine power on the chains makes Cyric very painful.
But the half-mad Cyric didn't think so. He sang "Great Raven" at one moment, and cursed Raven almost unconsciously at another, and also cursed Kelemvor, the god of death. But the most he cursed was "Midnight Bitch"
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I don’t know why, whether it’s the people or the representatives of the major forces, seeing Cyric like this... seems a bit unhinged.
The God of Justice is wise, I have already thought about this.
As soon as the screen switched, a senior priest of the Murder Church holding a divine book appeared, and West, the Brain of God, appeared.
In the "Read It" image, the God of Loyalty and Courage thrust a god-level scripture into the hands of West, who was kneeling in front of Cyric.
Then, his eyes were already filled with tears, and the bitter Angel of Lies, West, lost his courage and could not even lie, so he began to recite the true lies in his hand aloud.
"Despite the efforts of men to wrest the reins of destiny from the hands of the gods, mankind has always been born from the source of nature. In a hundred ways and intertwined with it, the gods ensure that mortals can stay in their
In a world full of suffering and sorrow, Cyric, who was born in Zhentil City, is no exception."
"In one of the hottest summers in the city's history, a bard who was too poor and too incompetent to support himself gave birth to Cyric..."
Cyric's eyes seemed to suddenly light up with a clear light, and he shook his head vigorously: "No."
Cyric, who has not completely lost his divine power but still retains several priesthoods and divine power fields. In his roar, even his voice is a powerful energy, causing the high-level priest he once trusted most to fly away.
West's ears sounded like the cries of a thousand banshees. However, West, who was crying, did not stop chanting. Mystila's magic forced him to continue chanting.
West continued to read, about how Cyric was sold into a wealthy Sambian businessman and lived a luxurious life, and how his master repaid their upbringing with murder and betrayal.
When West read that Cyric was bound by chains and returned to Zhentil Castle as a slave, Cyric let out an earth-shattering roar, and then many poison darts appeared out of thin air in his exposed hands.
"Liar" he threw the dart: "traitor"
Tyr's divine shield suddenly appeared, blocking these darts.
In addition, Tom and Ilmat appeared next to Cyric at the same time, grabbing his left and right hands respectively.
"Reading" Tyr's oracle boomed.
West continued to read with pain in his heart, talking about Cyric's transformation from a slave to a thief, his many adventures with Kelemvor and Mystila, and finally, when he killed his companions to obtain the Stone of Destiny and win the Supreme Divine Noh.
Happy history.
He obviously felt that every word he read was a lie and blasphemy, but after hearing this, Cyric seemed to gradually calm down, and the light of the true lie in his hand became brighter and brighter. In the end, Cyric just used
He looked at his most beloved high-ranking priest with unprecedented clear eyes, and then shook his head.
West closed the true lie and threw it aside. He crawled towards Cyric and said, "Supreme Holy Lord, please don't punish me. All these dirty things are caused by the old bastard Tire and the bitch Mystila.
What a false god did to tarnish your glory. I swear, doing this does not make me happy. You know I can’t lie..."
West said this, and several incarnations of powerful gods, including Mystila who was watching the ceremony, frowned.
West didn't care, he held Cyric's feet and kept kissing his boots.
Cyric suddenly shouted: "That's enough."
His roar frightened West, who froze there. The next second, Cyric used his remaining mobility to kick away this possibly his last fanatic in the world.
Cyric shouted with all his strength: "Tyr, do you think this is the end? Even if you execute me, as long as there are lies, murders and deceptions in the world, I will not die. One day, my
Believers will resurrect me, just like that bastard Bane. Even he can be resurrected. Why can’t I? Hahaha, I will be resurrected.”
I don’t know why, but seeing Cyric who has returned to his previous arrogance and madness, the politicians and representatives of major forces from various countries, as well as the tens of thousands of people who came to watch the ceremony, secretly breathed a sigh of relief. It seemed to say: against the execution.
This kind of Cyric is interesting.
Cyric's roar continued, and he seemed to feel the sight of the contemporary god of death: "Klenvor, you false god did not die in boredom on the battlefield, it is really a waste. Do you think being a god of death is fun? You fool, you are being
Jergal tricked that old liar into binding you to your duties. Just wait to be destroyed by this rotten world."
On the viewing platform, Kelemvor's incarnation showed no expression, but the ancient god of death Jergal who followed him laughed "haha".
"Midnight, you are a bitch who can only use your dirty body to seduce men. You must not be used to it when all your dogs die. Do you want to seduce that little brat Raven? That little trash must like you very much. Why don't you do this?
Come on, have an affair with all the male gods, so that even if you can’t become the supreme god, you can still be the queen of all gods. Hahahaha.”
Two blue veins appeared on Mystila's forehead, but in the end she decided not to care about this madman who was about to be destroyed.
If a mad dog bites someone, will the person bite him back?
There was silence in the Square of Tyr's Hand. Everyone was quietly listening to Cyric's last roar.
After Cyric cursed almost all the gods in the divine realm.
"That's enough, Cyric, shut your mouth. Like a real god, stand tall and raise your head to meet your end." Tyr's voice, accompanied by the image broadcast live to the world, resounded throughout the world. It was like a wave of sound.
It's enough to break several mountain peaks
The white holy light emitted from Tyr's huge incarnation became more and more dazzling, even surpassing the light of the rising sun.
Thom and Ilmat stepped out of the way.
The next second, Cyric suddenly let out a desperate howl.
"Ahhhhhhh"
All beings could see that Cyric's body was struggling in the sudden light and flames on the execution platform.
The space around the execution platform lit up with thousands of palm-sized complex golden symbols, which were slowly rotating in the air while shining the blazing holy light into Cyric's divine body full of chaotic evil power.
Cyric struggled desperately, as if he heard his wails. The power of lies in the whole world began to converge on Cyric. Huge amounts of lead-colored clouds even rolled up outside the kingdom of Tyr.
Among the clouds stood something like a huge door.
It seems that as long as Tyr's momentum weakens a little, the door of evil will open, and hundreds of millions of evil monsters will rush into the kingdom of the God of Justice.
It's a pity that even though they are so close, they are eternity apart.
"Go away!" Tier shouted violently, and the kingdom of the three gods of justice suddenly emitted thousands of rays of light, dispersing all the dark clouds, smashing the door, and dispersing all the evil around it.
I don't know when, but in the firelight, the thin figure stopped struggling.
In the void, a sigh from the origin of the world seemed to be heard.
The fall of Cyric, the God of Murder, is yet to be continued.
