"When~"

A long axe blasted away four spears that thorned over.

"Roar~~get out!"

"Wait", "Wait", "Puff", "Puff" "Puff"...

A strong man wearing white armor wielded his hands frequently, separating the fatal injuries around him and breaking out to the distance.

His body was covered with wounds of all sizes, and his mind was a little groggy.

"Hurry up, follow me to break through! We are going out to expose those despicable guys!! God will bless us!"

After glanced behind me, there were less than a hundred soldiers following me, and there were also shouting killing in other areas. I wonder how many people were still alive.

This is a powerful spiritualist who leads his comrades to break through with his personal strength.

The weather is very bad, and the visibility is extremely poor under the clouds, especially in this great Rift Valley. However, the white armor of the Witcher Legion is still extremely conspicuous in this environment, while the armor of the Nolan City Army and the Imperial Army is not.

This operation was not about rescue at all, but a trap, a trap against the Witch Hunter Legion!

When we understood this, the soldiers of the legion were already falling down when they were turned against each other by the so-called "friendly forces".

Several more weapons were chopping at him at the same time. As soon as he raised his long-handled axe and wanted to swing it away, a crisp and obvious "bang~" sound came to his ears, accompanied by the sound of the bow and arrow, he felt a chill under his armpit.

A long arrow accurately drilled into the gap that the armor under the right armpit was not protected and pierced deeply into the flesh.

"Cough~"

Perhaps it was hurting the lungs, and a mouthful of blood immediately coughed out, and the physical strength quickly disappeared.

"Puff", "Puff", "Puff"...

Three spears stabbed into a place without armor on his legs, and the two spears that were directly in front of the door were grabbed by him with his left hand.

"Huh... die for me!"

With a sudden force, two Imperial spearmen were directly pulled in front of him. One of them was kicked hard, his head was smashed to half of the side, and the other was lifted by a strong man.

"Get out!!"

The soldier's body was thrown out like a stone, "bang", "bang", "bang" and "bang"... and rushed more than a dozen people in front of him into pieces.

The strong man gasped violently, then couldn't help but kneel down to the ground, and screams from behind him became dense. Without looking, he knew that the soldiers who were breaking through the siege were being massacred.

He stretched out his left hand and broke the wooden pole with an arrow under his right armpit with a "click" and then looked at the stone wall of the rift valley not far away.

"Bah~ If you have the habit, come down and fight me alone. Hiding on it and shooting a cold arrow is nothing!"

The sound of weapons colliding and screams were everywhere, and his roar didn't seem to be too far away, but in fact Heno could hear it.

However, his response was to bend the bow for the second time.

After one arrow was avoided, another arrow was another. The price of trying hard to avoid the bow and arrow was that a heavy hammer of a Red Leaf Army soldier was hit on the back, and then he could not dodge the third arrow and was shot on the left shoulder.

In the chaos, under the restraint of Heno's bow and arrow, the enlightened man was exhausted and his body was filled with blood holes of varying depths. Heno just changed his face and expression and attacked the next target.

In the second half of the night, it was already raining heavily in the Rift Valley, but the rain could not wash away the strong smell of blood.

The 4,000 witch hunter legion was destroyed, and even if it was the target, it was executed later. Although those who were being taken care of had super strong personal combat capabilities, they were also unable to escape the bad luck.

This kind of large-scale corps strangle, under the command of outstanding officers, even without the help of the civilized people, it is possible to kill the demon hunters, not to mention that there are also civilized people on the Imperial Army and the Red Leaf Army.

Heno and the Imperial Army general did not end up in person at once, but they just seldom let the arrows behind. It was not that they did not cherish the honor, but that this action was too important and they would never put themselves in danger.

...

On the eve of dawn, the Bishop of Nolan, who was still sleeping, was awakened again in his anger.

Heno, who was still in the living room and had some blood on his armor, saw him again.

Looking at Heno's appearance at this moment, his armor was soaked, his cloak was also wet, and the ground in the reception room was covered with muddy footprints and water stains of Heno and the accompanying soldiers.

After frowned, the bishop looked at Khenno and asked a question.

"Heno, the battle is over so soon?"

"I'm still cleaning the battlefield, I came back first with a few people on a camel horse."

Heno remained humble and did not forget to salute the bishop.

"The people from the Witch Hunter Legion didn't come to report to me first, but instead asked you to go there, which was really unreasonable!"

The bishop looked relaxed and kind, and it was a good thing to solve it so quickly.

"Well, they can't get out of their hands. It's the same for me to inform the Bishop, or this is God's will. Bishop, do you say yes!"

The bishop was relieved and made a prayer gesture. Just as he was about to say something, he saw that Heno's eyes suddenly changed and he looked at him.

"Sir, can you really listen to God's voice? So has the Supreme God told you..."

"Tell me what?"

Heno's voice was very small. When the bishop wanted to hear it clearly, he felt a chill in his chest. After a few seconds, he felt a strong sense of pain and physical strength.

Heno held the bishop's body and slowly placed him on the ground. Then he pulled out his sword from his body and rubbed the bishop's clothes clean of blood.

"Uh... cough... how dare you... cough..."

"Nothing... It seems you can't hear the voice of the Supreme God!"

Heno's eyes were cold and he turned to the other priests who were trembling in the room.

"Ah~~~~ Ah~~ You killed the bishop!!! You blasphemous home...uh..."

The priests next to them were killed by the soldiers accompanying Heno when they screamed. At about the same time, the barracks of the Witch Hunter Legion were also being cleaned up.

The entire church in Nolan City was baptized at this moment.

These two days are the sunset. If we count the time on Earth, the day and night will last for thirty hours. During this long night, more than a dozen places in the Qinggli Empire had horrific tragedies.

All four legions of the Church of Light were spared and almost destroyed.

The imperial family of the Tingagli Empire took the lead in attacking afterwards and produced a series of evidence to prove the conspiracy of the Church of the God of Light.

"Conspiracy to overthrow the orthodox royal family of the Tingagli Empire" is a crime, and it also incited the imperial prince to kill his father and rebel!

Some of the evidences ranged from secret communications to various incidents and relationships between the two sides, to the confession of the eldest prince who had already confessed his guilt, His Majesty the Emperor of the Qinggeli Empire prepared everything and made it public with the decision and actions of the empire to eliminate the evil forces of the Church of the God of Light.

The eldest prince was preparing to rebel. He clearly felt that his father did not seem to have any intention to pass the throne to him, and he had indeed communicated with the church, so the evidence of His Majesty the Emperor was also considered false and true.

The news spread throughout the known world in just a few reincarnations of the Sun and Sun, causing uproar in various countries. (One reincarnation of the Sun and Sun was equivalent to 10 days, of which there will be three to four days and one day for 30 hours)

The emperor of the Tinggel Empire realized that he had not had much time and chose this most intense way to achieve his goals.

...

Half a month after the incident, in the study room of the palace.

The elderly old emperor took a sip of tea that moistened his throat, rubbed his forehead and continued to read the reports sent from various places.

The so-called eradication of the evil forces of the Church of God of Light in the Cengli Empire does not mean that the existence and faith activities of the Church of God of Light are fully understood.

The old emperor knew the horror of religious beliefs, and no matter how extreme it was, it would be impossible for him to do so.

The latest legal provisions of the Tingagli Empire stipulate that churches are not allowed to garrison troops within the empire, any church is not allowed to have force personnel in any form, nor is it allowed to establish bishops and archbishops, only ordinary priests and gods are allowed to exist, and faith activities in churches in various places are maintained and allowed.

In short, the empire does not interfere with the people's faith activities, but the church will not think of maintaining extremely threatening armed forces within the empire as before.

After processing a large part of the documents, the elderly but still diligent old man put down his ink-pulling pen and planned to take a little rest.

As if he suddenly thought of something, he moved an exquisite wooden box next to the table.

This is a special trophy sent by the old Lord Nolan. He had just read the old Lord's handbook and became a little interested in the origin of the things inside, but he had not read the things inside yet.

The old hand held the wooden box, broke up the lock, and then slowly opened the box.

A row of seven beautiful and dazzling crystal accessories are presented to the old emperor.

The fine carvings, exquisite patterns, and superb craftsmanship reflect a beautiful light effect, just as these accessories emit light themselves.

"This...no wonder that Bishop Nolan was willing to take advantage of himself... this kind of treasure..."

The old emperor took the old lord's handbook again, which read about the "curse of creatures outside the sky".

No matter how long the old emperor planned his actions on the church, just from the incident, this curse is really interesting.

But it's just a little interesting, after all, the so-called creature from outside the sky was also burned to death, right?

"Why……"

A slight sigh suddenly appeared in the study room like a silence. The old king shook his body, looking around but couldn't see anything.

"Come!"

With a click, the study door was pushed open, and two servants outside came in immediately.

"Your Majesty, what are your instructions?"

The old emperor looked suspiciously at every corner of the room, ignoring the two servants at all. It was not until more than a minute later that he let out a long breath and waved away the two of them.

"Are I old enough to have auditory hallucinations?"

His Majesty's murmuring ended, and his body stiffened again.

"Why……"
Chapter completed!