As long as there is a road there, then people will definitely not reach the most desperate moment.

Even if you go up a mountain of swords and into a sea of ​​fire, it's no problem at all. As long as there is a road, someone will definitely be able to walk through it.

The church is like this now. From being persecuted to having status, the change comes from the heavenly boat. The sleeping God sends his envoys to help the pope benefit the world.

The life of Roman citizens was very good, but they were not Roman citizens. They saw another way.

Those believers who have experienced the darkest period have become fanatics and become stronger driven by their will.

Their biggest characteristic is that as the believers' faith becomes stronger, their fighting power becomes more powerful.

They are fanatical believers in God, whose will is so fanatical that it is beyond reason.

In fact, God did not give them any power, but God gave them a pillar, a pillar that allowed them to transform their will into power.

So the more they support God, the stronger their power becomes. This is the scary thing about the church, it directly changes the perception.

The general is God, and God is the general. What is the real difference between the two in this world?

Soldiers regard their commander as a god and follow him to fight without questioning, timidity or fear.

Believers regard gods as their commanders, and they will fight without questioning, timidity or fear.

The God of War is also a God, and God is also a God of War.

Under the flexible doctrinal explanations of Cyprian and St. Peter III, many unexplainable things became logically self-consistent.

Sometimes, it doesn't matter whether it is true or not, as long as the logic is consistent.

The truth does not convince people, what is convincing is enough to become the truth.

The fanatics used the weapons of the Mongolian iron knights in their bodies with fanatical expressions. Even if they were pierced through the chest, they could still fight back with the weapons in their hands.

The beating made Temujin feel a little chilled. Even the Mongol cavalry's determination would be shaken by death.

But these fanatical believers in front of me seemed to have no such emotions at all. They were like monsters in human skin, completely ignorant of emotions.

"Ardashir, I'll leave the rest to you!" Temujin yelled. Their battle was a blitzkrieg, and the soldiers from the other side's rear camp hadn't even arrived on the battlefield yet.

As long as they kill the fifteen fanatics in front of them, the head of St. Peter III will be waving to them.

"This is the Holy Death!" Ardashir heard this and immediately roared, and the momentum and inner energy he had been accumulating just now burst out.

At this moment, the Knights of the Fallen Knights led by Aldashir almost became a whole, and the surging momentum was like overwhelming pressure on the Roman legions. The overwhelming momentum clearly demonstrated the strength of the legions under Aldashir's command.

Although it did not reach a miracle, the Holy Meteor Cavalry that exploded with all its strength at this moment was like a sharp butcher's knife.

Ardashir does not understand the fanaticism of the fanatic legions, nor does he understand the so-called gods of the church. What he thinks is very simple.

Rush over, fight your way out, and bring out the head of St. Peter III!

It's that simple.

"One knife!" The rider of the Holy Death Cavalry swung down coldly, and the light of the knife slashed at the soldiers of the Fanatic Legion with an almost irresistible cutting ability.

The terrifying lethality easily cut off the defenses of the fanatics.

No matter how brilliant your will is, your body is still flesh and blood.
Chapter completed!