It was obviously impossible to conceal such a large-scale attack. Finally, after the God Puppet troops had almost killed all the sentinels on the periphery, someone still discovered their existence.
"What's going on?! Enemy attack! Someone is invading!" A group of patrolling soldiers discovered the body lying on the ground with blood stains, and immediately shouted loudly.
Although the sentries around them had basically been cleared away, the shouts still alerted the patrolling soldiers further away.
"Who is it?" A soldier of the Crusaders saw a dark figure and asked loudly at the top of his lungs.
The answer to his question was a fireball flying towards him. The flames swallowed up the poor sentry and made the entire battlefield noisy.
The soldier who was burned by the flames screamed hysterically, and his screams also caused the Crusader soldiers stationed in the military camp to rush out of their barracks in a hurry.
"What's going on? What's going on? Who is shouting?" A man who looked like an officer walked out of the barracks and asked a soldier passing by with a frown.
The soldier also looked confused and had no idea what happened. But when the officer asked, he had no choice but to answer: "Sir, I don't know what happened."
"Let me tell you what happened..." Suddenly, a calm voice sounded beside the two of them.
The two people looked towards the source of the sound and found a masked man in black standing beside them, holding a bloody sword in his hand.
The officer of the Crusaders stepped back subconsciously. He instinctively felt that the man in black standing next to him was a dangerous existence.
The Crusader soldier on the other side also reacted in the next moment, and instinctively wanted to draw out the long sword from his waist, preparing to slash at the man in black who spoke.
Unfortunately, when he reached out to touch the hilt of the sword at his waist, the long sword of the man in black had already slashed at him with the sound of wind.
The soldier who touched the hilt of the sword was caught off guard and fell to the ground with a blow from the sword. The Crusaders officer who took the opportunity to retreat and drew the sword from his waist was already ready for a fight.
"No matter who you are! You have to pay the price for attacking the Crusaders in the Holy City!" The officer glanced at his soldiers lying in a pool of blood from the corner of his eye, and coldly scolded: "You
Don’t you want to live anymore?”
"Strictly speaking, you can't kill my... body." The god puppet also seemed to be the talkative type. He said this with a smile, then stepped forward and launched a fierce attack.
The god puppet's sword was so fast that the officer could only rely on his instinctive reaction and put the sword in front of him in order to block the fatal attack.
The sword of the God Puppet was so sharp that even if the officer blocked his attack with his long sword, the magic wrapped around the sharp sword cut through the officer like tofu.
of sword.
Before the Crusader officer could react, he felt himself flying into the sky. Then he saw a headless body falling slowly, with a severed sword in its hand.
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Finally, the officer recognized the headless corpse as his own, and at this moment his head, which was flying high, fell to the ground.
The next second, he lost his vision, darkness came over, and he no longer had consciousness.
At the same time, in the chaotic military camp, another god puppet raised his hands, and two sharp blade-like winds chopped into pieces the several Crusader soldiers who rushed over.
When several crusaders scurrying around passed by a god puppet, their bodies were ignited into a ball of fire, and eventually turned into struggling ashes.
A flag representing the Holy See was slowly falling in the flames. The divine puppet clone of Chris with the artistic font 01 engraved on the mask, with his hands in his robe, walked step by step towards the Holy See Castle along the busiest streets of the Holy Church.
Move forward.
He looked at the Crusaders with spears who were retreating on the opposite side with great interest, waiting for them to muster the courage to launch a truly threatening attack against him.
Unfortunately, until he was halfway through the journey, no one of the more and more Holy Army soldiers dared to step forward and block his way.
"What a bunch of cowardly guys." Chris' god puppet clone stopped and ordered the god puppet warriors following him: "Let's do it. If they don't want to come over, we will go over!"
After hearing his order, the god puppets who had been following him all pulled out long swords engraved with magic inscriptions from their waists.
Without waiting for the opponent to be ready, these godly puppets, who were agile and moved as fast as lightning, rushed into the crusaders and started a bloody killing.
Amidst the flying fireballs and sharp wind blades, Chris' God Puppet No. 01 walked step by step towards the Holy See Castle. But in front of him, there was no enemy who could stop him.
The Crusader soldiers and officers who wanted to step forward fell at his feet one after another. The blood flowing from these people was like a red carpet deliberately laid for him.
"What you believe in are all false gods! Only the emperor of the Elanthir Empire is the true god who can save you! He should be your belief! He should be the only existence you need to kneel down and pray to!"
As they walked, Chris' god puppet clone announced loudly.
He was like a monk who was preaching, taking no time to preach his own doctrine to the defeated soldiers of the collapsed Crusaders and the civilians who were at a loss.
"Believe in him, and you will get rid of poverty and end your poor life! Believe in him, you will be free, and you will no longer need to be humble slaves! Believe in him, you will have a better future, and you will not have to wait for the next life!" He walked as he walked.
while avoiding the heads rolling on the ground.
And hundreds of kilometers away, in the burning city, next to the collapsed building, the Pope, who had just made sure that he was not injured, was looking up at the sky blankly, watching the aircraft circle around, and then began to dive and attack outside the city.
The Flame Empire camp got an A-10 attack plane, I don’t know what to say.
Facing such a powerful enemy, the Pope did not have much confidence in himself. Even if he had the Divine Sword, he did not dare to say that he could win.
Even when he saw the blood all over his body, he realized that he was not as brave as he thought...
