"???" The archbishop didn't understand what he heard at first.
"!!!" Five seconds later, Vicmar began to realize that in the most sacred place in the empire, in the place protected by fighting priests, demon hunters and ascetics, in this cathedral that he had always regarded as absolutely safe,
What happened?!
An indescribable grief and anger enveloped Vikma's heart. The archbishop held the golden command staff in one hand and his golden war hammer in the other.
The powerful Archbishop of the Holy Domain was completely angry.
The strong ones in the holy realm are existences that are completely superior to all living beings, especially to humans.
There are three characteristics of strong men in the holy realm. First, longevity.
The lifespan of every powerful person in the Holy Realm can be over 300 years old. Any powerful person in the Holy Realm is a powerful asset.
Second, live forever.
In addition to a long lifespan, a strong man in the holy realm is also extremely difficult to kill. A strong man in the holy realm can be defeated and injured, but it is even more difficult to kill him.
Just like the duel between Jules and Egil, if it weren't for the fact that the winner had to be decided in a duel between champions, it would be difficult for both of them to kill the other while one of them was escaping.
Third, unique power.
Every strong man in the Sanctuary has a unique special ability, which is unpredictable. Many people believe that Ryan's unique psychic spell-casting ability is his special ability.
And Vickema's special ability is the power of the twin-tailed comet!
The flames of the twin-tailed comet burned blazingly on the head of the war hammer, and the two red trails exuded scorching heat.
Ryan had already disappeared into the crowd. He took Tigris' arm and said, "Quick! Take advantage of now!"
"Let's go!" Teclis responded in a low voice, and the two of them rushed towards the Holy Relics Hall.
"Ahhhhhh!!!" Ten seconds later, the archbishop's roar almost penetrated the golden dome: "Heresy!!!"
"Chaos bastards have sneaked into the most sacred place in the empire! Fight! My believers! For Charlemagne! For the empire!" Archbishop Vicmar, who is powerful in the sanctuary, burst out with terrifying energy. He raised his warhammer high in the air.
Following the Archbishop's roar, golden waves overturned all the pilgrims in the cathedral.
The sudden turn of events shocked all the pilgrims.
Heretics are actually mixed into the religious center of this empire and the headquarters of the Church of Justice!
"No one admits it?" Archbishop Vicmar's anger has penetrated the sky, forming a terrifying whirlpool of divine power. The powerful magical power rotates in the temple, and the golden air waves blow away the winter cold. The main hall
In the corridor, a large group of combat priests and paladins were rushing into the hall.
"Everyone! Kneel down!" the Archbishop roared at all the pilgrims in the hall: "Kneel down immediately and accept inspection! We must ensure that every heretic is inspected at the stake!"
There were sounds of weapons being unsheathed, the paladins pulled out their swords and raised their shields, the fighting priests picked up their hammers, the ascetics tightened the handles of their flails, and all the tourists and pilgrims who came to the hall
Forced to kneel down and wait for inspection.
Ryan and Tigris were not inspected. The two people did not need to prove themselves whether they were Chaos believers. The paladins and battle priests signaled them to leave the hall quickly. Ryan and Tigris took the opportunity to sneak out of the hall and hide in the corner of the corridor.
Behind a tapestry inside.
The space behind the tapestry was very small. Ryan and Tigris were crowded together. The Supreme Mage whispered: "There are at least a hundred guards over there at the Relic Hall!"
Ryan nodded: "Does your magic work?"
"In this case, I can only cast confusion magic on up to thirty people at the same time!" Teclis whispered.
"Then just wait!"
"Pap tap tap tap~" The sound of dense footsteps sounded one after another. At this time, the hall was already filled with water. Most 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 whose expressions changed drastically.
The pilgrim named Maxwell had an incredible look in his eyes. He first exchanged a trembling look with his companion, and then lowered his head in panic.
Impossible! Absolutely impossible!
How did the Archbishop find 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, plotting and planning an assassination route.
After spending more than ten years, they successfully concealed themselves and successfully considered every guard and agency. They had disguised themselves as the most devout believers of the God of Justice. Every year, they were closer to the God of Justice.
The statue and the golden statue of Charlemagne are one step closer. Now, the plan is about to be realized, but why were they discovered?!
Yes, Maxwell and his two companions are exactly the followers of the Tzeentch sect who are quietly operating in Brunswick, the capital of the empire. The capital of the empire is densely populated, with a mixture of good and bad. In many dirty corners, there are small
The shadow of the secret activities of the Chaos Cult, they carefully evaded the pursuit of demon hunters and war 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 is considered a huge threat by Chaos believers, especially in recent years, they have also received support from many nobles.
There has never been a shortage of people in the history of mankind who felt that they could benefit from assassinating the emperor. Emperor Karl-Franz strongly suppressed the interests of many nobles and protected the yeoman farmers and the middle class, which had angered many nobles.
, many nobles do not care about the threats that humans face, they only know and see that their own interests have been violated.
When someone suggested assassinating the emperor, some nobles chose to support it secretly.
However, Maxwell still couldn't believe that such a carefully arranged plan, prepared for more than ten years, seamless and flawless, could be exposed here! How did the Archbishop discover us!
But now they didn't dare to move in this situation, so they could only pray secretly in their hearts.
Lord of all change, please bless us to complete our mission.
The cultists did not dare to say anything. They lowered their heads deeply. In this situation, they could do nothing but wait.
"No one admits it?! Cultist, Charlemagne is looking at you! The God of Justice is looking at you. Since you are unwilling to come forward, then..." The archbishop looked around and found that no one was still willing to come forward.
, he released a terrifying roar, and then, Vekma held the command scepter in one hand and the golden gryphon warhammer in the other, and the power of the twin-tailed comet surged.
Supreme magic! Soul flame!
The power of the blazing twin-tailed comet tilted down from the golden dome inside the cathedral, shedding countless sacred radiances, and golden air masses visible to the naked eye floated among the crowd one after another.
The pilgrims wept with joy, chanting miracles and bathing in this golden glow. Those with devout faith would not be burned by the flames of the soul. On the contrary, this was a sacred ceremony to purify the soul.
The archbishop's fierce and violent eyes swept over everyone in the cathedral, and the terrifying power of the soul flame tortured everyone's soul.
"The heretics will have nowhere to hide under the power of our Lord! Accept the judgment! Ahhh!" the archbishop raised his arms and shouted.
In the middle of the sacred light and shadow, a man in a thick cloak couldn't bear it any longer. He let out a scream, and then the two people following him also screamed.
"Hmm~!"
The strange behavior of these three people immediately attracted everyone's attention. The paladins and battle priests quickly approached, only to see these three people wailing incessantly. In the flames of their souls, they had nowhere to hide.
"The heretics have appeared! Take off their cloaks and completely purify the unclean things!" The archbishop's eyes were like lightning, and he pointed directly at Maxwell and the other three people.
The cultists still wanted to resist, but waves of soul flames almost tore their filthy souls into pieces.
The thick cloaks were torn open by the paladin, revealing their mutated bodies under the cloaks.
The arms, calves, or chests of these three cultists have begun to grow feathers and transformed into crow's claws!
"Damn it!" One of Maxwell's arms showed its prototype under the burning of the soul flame. It was a mutated arm with feathers, and the fingers had turned into claws.
"Ah! It's the Chaos Cultist!"
"That's Tzeentch's mutation!"
"Kill them! Kill them!"
"Help!"
There was chaos in the cathedral. The paladins and battle priests had fierce expressions with terrifying fanaticism on their faces. Some paladins retreated while protecting the unrelated people. Many demon hunters and ascetics had already charged forward with weapons in hand.
"Destroy them! Leave one alive!" The archbishop pointed at the three people who showed their true colors: "For Charlemagne!"
"Fight!" Maxwell knew that the plan was exposed. He took out a wooden staff from his back and was about to release the black magic of chaos to summon the demon of Tzeentch.
There are people much faster than him.
"Fight, fight, hammer!" The golden gryphon warhammer, which spewed the power of the twin-tailed comet, carried the anger of the Archbishop, and directly hit the head of the Tzeentch cultist. The blessing and chaos brought by Chaos
All mutations are invincible under the power of Vikma.
"Bang!" The big head was smashed into pieces, and brains splattered everywhere.
…………
"There's a cultist in the cathedral!"
"Quickly, go and support the Archbishop!"
"My lord, we have failed you."
The corridor was filled with the sound of running. Apparently more guards were attracted by the unusual movements in the hall.
Behind the tapestry, both Ryan and Tigris were a little confused.
"...It seems that there are really cultists who have blended into the pilgrims." Ryan murmured to himself: "Oh my God, I was just joking."
"You just wanted to create some chaos, but you didn't expect that chaos actually occurred." Teclis's face was very calm: "Human beings are corrupted too easily... I can sense that there is a battle going on in the hall, and there is someone
The Tzeentch cultists summoned several low-level Tzeentch demons, but they are no match for so many people."
"Hurry! The number of guards has decreased!" Ryan and Tigris ran all the way. The Supreme Mage, who was in poor health, was panting: "Don't be so anxious, I... I can't do it anymore, Ryan."
The Relics Hall is a bit far from the main hall, and there are so many stairs to go up and down. It takes at least five minutes of running to avoid the crowds.
Teclis swore that he had never run such a long distance in more than a hundred years. The Supreme Mage's physique was really not very good. After running wildly for about three minutes, he was out of breath.
"It's okay, I'll carry you!" Ryan carried Tigris on his back.
Go ahead!
At this time, there were less than fifty clergymen guarding the Holy Relics Hall, and there were only more than twenty people guarding the side door. They saw Ryan rushing towards him with Teclis on his back, and before they had time to ask questions, Ryan shouted:
"No, gentlemen, look here."
Taking advantage of the attention of all the guards being attracted, Teclis raised his staff: "Confusion spell!"
"Boom~" Lilith's moon staff flashed with light, and the faces of all the guards who were hit became dull and confused. They nodded vaguely, and then returned to their posts in a daze, lowering their heads and muttering to themselves:
"Ah, that's it, it turns out that no one has been here, no one has been here."
In this way, Ryan carried Tigris and rushed into the Holy Relics Hall smoothly.
Five minutes later.
Ryan and Tigris walked around the Relics Hall, looking for the entrance to the basement.
In the Hall of Holy Relics, the remains of successive imperial emperors (which can be recovered) and countless human heroes are buried. Sacred carols and brilliant candles are endless in the Hall of Holy Relics. When Ryan looked at each emperor
and the records of the heroes' deeds and their remains, there is always infinite admiration in my heart: "Without their persistence, there would be no human beings. It is said that the bones and wrappings of Emperor Hedric, the second emperor after Charlemagne, are
This is where the shroud is laid."
Teclis's palms are condensed with magic power, and the Supreme Mage is releasing magic to allow Ryan and himself to avoid the perception of the gods. He said to Ryan: "We did not come to the Holy Relics Hall for sightseeing, Lilith's divinely chosen champion.
, the storm outside will subside soon, we have come in, have you figured out how we are going to get out?"
"There will always be a way." Ryan forced himself to turn his eyes away from the glorious human deeds. The Earl shrugged to the Supreme Mage: "Since we can get in, we can definitely get out."
"...You'd better think of another way." Tigris remained expressionless: "Okay, let's find what Lilith needs first."
"No clue at all." Ryan looked up at the entire interior of the Relics Hall. In addition to the sacred relics, there were all kinds of souvenirs, a desk, and two rows of large bookcases behind the desk.
"Yes." Tigris pulled out a book from the bookcase, then reached out and pressed a movable wall brick.
"Ding ding ding~" Just under the huge statue in the middle of the Holy Relics Hall, a deep underground passage appeared.
"How did you find out?"
"Humans' little tricks are just a joke in front of Asul."