After the major events were over, the members of the Conservancy Bureau began to carry out the instruments of torture. Under the care of four fire lamps, they supported the knights who were about to die at any time, and began to execute torture in subtle locations to interrogate some valuable information.

For example, are they assigned by the Archbishop of the Church of Creation God to come here to destroy the occupied area that the Archduke finally won? Or is there a cult organization that threatens the world in the Kingdom of Thorns, and the source of this cursed object with living characteristics?

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Regarding the latter point, the half-dead Medea was also brought in for interrogation. The members had just cut off four of her fingers.

"I said, I got the cursed object from Alison. She has two hundred such cursed objects, ruling sixty-six legions of hell. She has thirty-two such castles, and the churches in the southwest are all

She drove it, and she is in the Earldom of Ratched, but the question is, do you dare to find her?"

Medea, whose face was covered in blood, smiled like a madman, "You have to hurry up. After she has caused harm to this place, the empire will be next."

The clerk recorded all this seriously after hearing this, and then looked at the dying knight over there, "You are sent by the bishop, so can you tell him his name?"

"How can we know the name of the bishop? Why don't you just go to the Royal Capital Cathedral and catch the most powerful one." The knight with swollen eyes looked at him, "You intruders will eventually be punished.

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"The most powerful one?" The clerk nodded after hearing this, and then recorded it. Then he closed the book and looked at Dorothy aside, "Do you have anything to ask?"

Dorothy shook her head slightly, she knew the background of these guys.

"Oh, okay." The clerk nodded, then waved his hand, "Let's deal with it."

The executioners on the side nodded when they heard the words, and carried them into a row in a ceremonial manner. When they were about to practice, the secretary looked at the knight who glared at him fiercely, walked over and stepped on his head.

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"Did you just say that we will suffer retribution?"

The secretary looked at his embarrassed face and raised the corner of his mouth, "Do you know that the Empire's Church of Creation has been reduced to preaching to a group of old people? Does your god really exist? That great, supreme creation.

god?"

"Existence." The knight said with difficulty.

"Bah!" The secretary spat at him when he heard this, "Then where is your god? Please ask it to save you."

The knight fell silent upon hearing this.

"What a bullshit god. They are just a bunch of bastards who deceive the world and steal their reputation. And then you fools come to believe in them. It is because you fools provide faith that they have caused so much trouble for us!"

When the clerk got angry, he kicked him in the eye socket, and then, after being comforted by his companions, he cursed and left.

"Oh, brother, no matter what, we must firmly believe in our faith. Even though God may not care about us, we are attracted by His greatness, aren't we?"

The knight next to him looked at his companion who was kicked and then helped up, "We are going to die, let's pray. Do you still remember the final dogma?"

"Only one paragraph." My companion said with some dejection.

"It doesn't matter, I don't remember everything, but as long as you are sincere, I think Her Majesty the Great Saint will not mind." The knight said with a smile, but his face was equally embarrassed.

"Yes, she may be sleeping at this time, and I don't know if she can dream about us." A knight in the distance cried.

"Ha, wishful thinking." The knight glanced at him, "But we will eventually be remembered, just like those predecessors before the establishment of the religion."

"Yes, yes." The knight stopped crying when he heard this, and then looked at the members of the asylum bureau behind him, "Are you still okay? I can't kneel anymore."

"Hold on! The gear steam gun needs pressure." The member shouted.

"Oh." The knight turned around and looked at the others after hearing this, "Pray. The believers of the God of Creation do this before they die. I suspect the Pope also copied it."

After all, the previous Shenghui Dark Night only offered sacrifices.

"That's right, pray to your bullshit god. In the face of death and pain, maybe a miracle will happen." Several executioners pressed the steam gear guns, "I'll give you a minute."

The six knights looked at each other and silently recited the prayers that the white-robed leader imitated from others.

[Great Saint Alison, you are the blessing of all things]

[Dove Occupiers Beyond Latitudes]

【Lord of the Void, God of Order】

[You are the predator of the alien gods and the breeder of the evil gods]

[The truck load-bearer of the abyss of the universe, the goddess of wealth]

[I sacrifice my flesh and blood and spirit to you, hoping that you will be happy]

[Thank you, it is your death and your resurrection that allow us to be reborn. It is your precious blood that was shed under the truck wheels that covers all our sins and enables us to escape the enslavement of the devil to us]

The six knights recited silently at first, but at the end they began to shout loudly. Several of the executioners looked at each other in confusion, "Why do these prayers sound so different from those of the believers who were executed before?"

The clerk behind him narrowed his eyes when he heard this. He looked up at the six kneeling knights whose backs seemed to be gradually distorted, and his eyes suddenly widened, "Execution!"

"Bang bang bang~"

The steam gear guns exploded in turn, but the six knights exploded into pieces before the bullets flew, and the plasma sputtered directly to the ground in all directions, painting a strange pattern.

The sudden change caused everyone on the scene to be stunned. The executioners couldn't believe their eyes. Even the few prisoners who were standing nearby and ready to clap their hands became quiet.

"Ta da~"

The secretary took a step forward, looked at the blood that seemed to be twisting on the ground, opened his mouth with difficulty and asked, "This is..."

"Woo~"

A strong wind suddenly swept through the execution ground, interrupting his words at the same time. The four lighting flame lamps were suppressed to the point of being extinguished. When the wind blew, the flames ignited again, and the entire execution ground was seen to have undergone shocking changes.

"this"

The clerk's pupils shrank when he saw the scene in front of him, and he backed away suddenly. The prisoners who were watching the ceremony also widened their eyes. Even Dorothy and the leader frowned when they looked at the execution ground, and saw the blood-stained ground welling up.

Waves of black smoke arose, waving towards the sky like several tails.

"He's coming, He's coming."

Medea tilted her head and looked at the black smoke around her, giggling from her mouth.

"Let's go!"

There was an incredible look in the leader's eyes. He said something to his subordinates and turned away. But at this moment, the ground under his feet suddenly shook, as if a huge thing was walking through the ground.

"Crack!"

The leader looked at the bulging ground in front of him and was startled. He instinctively jumped back. The next second he was still in the air, he saw the ground suddenly explode in front of him. Huge clods of soil flew away, and a tree was completely black like an ancient tree.

The tentacles emerged from the ground and shot straight into the sky right in front of his eyes.

"Pap~"

After landing, the leader didn't have time to think before he felt his feet go soft, and the ground turned sideways. Behind him, there was also a violent rumbling sound and the screams of his men. He was about to turn his head to look, and the next second he felt a sharp pain in his abdomen, and then his whole body
Chapter completed!