Contaminated blood drips into the well.
Like throwing away a bag of garbage, the Knights withdrew from Eagle City without even bothering to look back.
Then, there was a scene that everyone was already very familiar with. The people in Wangying City were in mourning, and Simeng officers and soldiers entered the city, unable to do anything.
But this time, all the complete pictures were released.
The sick victims howled in pain and turned into flesh-and-blood monsters that were neither human nor ghosts, running towards their families, wives and daughters who had devoted their lives to each other.
As the condition worsened, from one or two sporadic cases, the number gradually began to increase.
The fighting on the battlefield has not stopped. To the officers and soldiers who are not strangers, the tragic scenes on the light screen seem more like the background of the battle at this moment.
At first, almost only the two strangers on the battlefield stopped their swords and looked up at the huge light curtain.
This is not a plot CG. They can still act. There are also many people who don't take it seriously and just focus on fighting, but they can't help but gradually look up to the sky following the surprised eyes of the other party.
"This is you."
Tilda looked at Gascon in front of her and spoke softly.
Then, she turned to look at all the instructors below who were clearly distracted by the content of the light curtain, and raised her voice:
"This is you!"
"You are acting under orders, thinking that you are carrying forward the righteous way of the Lord of God and shepherding the world. This is what Gascón asked you to really do!"
Her voice was filled with spiritual power and echoed across the entire West Asian border.
Han Dongwen in the distance listened and couldn't help but nodded.
Tilda's statement is the safest.
Even though this was a heinous crime, it was the church itself that drove the clerics to do what they did.
It is impossible for her to blame every cog in the game, she can only find one or two typical ones, and the real opponent will always be Gascón.
"Ignoring the false Holy Son and betraying the way of the Lord of God, is this what you are!"
Her silver hair was fluttering in the cold wind, making it hard not to attract attention.
The Grand Duke of the Principality of West Asia and the Saint of the State Church of West Asia.
The instructors had lost count of how many times they had bowed to Tilda, and how many people were privately discussing such a complete betrayal.
They hesitated.
She turned to look at Gascón.
At this time, Gascón should be hysterical, crazy, and protest loudly.
But he just quietly put his hand on the Holy Grail, Pota, without saying a word.
"Archbishop Gascón betrayed the Catholic Church. I believe that His Majesty the Pope himself has also been harmed by him. You are still going to die for such a person!"
The shouts of killing could no longer be heard.
Tilda stared at the holy throne where the young Son of God sat from high above.
"Your plan is full of holes, and creating a god is just a momentary delusion."
She looked at the archbishop in front of her indifferently, with a stern look on her face.
"You have failed since you failed to kill me in Taris Cathedral."
"If you don't snatch me back in the Morne Mountains, you will lose more and more defeats."
"The last step is to frame Simeng to massacre the city, and use Emperor Simeng's methods to inflict injustice on Simeng and I, in order to finally kidnap the entire Holy See and bury it with you. The last step, of course, is a complete failure."
Gascón sighed and said nothing.
"What else do you want!"
Tilda asked loudly.
As she spoke, she raised the spear in her hand.
"I lost, but you don't understand, you don't understand..."
Gascón turned his head and looked at Bota beside him, his face full of regret.
"You don't understand. In the coming future, a country without gods can only become the accompanying jewelry on other people's crowns. You don't understand how important this matter is."
Tilda closed her eyes lightly:
"The Lord of God has never been far away from West Asia. Your three defeats were His will."
"He never left West Asia, he just left your side."
After finishing speaking, the wind started blowing.
The Ice Flower Heavenly Wheel high in the sky suddenly exploded, like the wings of an angel descending into the world on a snowy night.
In the light curtain behind her, the white robe of the Simeng Emperor had been dyed red and black, and his breath turned into white mist in the night.
The ice gun blasted down.
*****
Nancy stood in front of Han Dongwen, staring at the sky in trance.
"Why is your emperor so miserable? Has he never killed anyone?"
She didn't look back, her tone was very confused.
"Killed."
Han Dongwen answered simply.
She turned to look at Han Dongwen and nodded in understanding.
"Can i do it now?"
Those watery eyes blinked, like the most ignorant girl.
Han Dongwen stood quietly for a moment, then suddenly said:
"I'm curious about something, maybe you can tell me."
Nancy motioned silently for him to speak.
"I want to know what exactly Gascón promised you to make the entire church so willing to rebel against the Grand Duke."
Han Dongwen really needs to know this.
Fight, the church should not be able to defeat the ecumenical one.
It was impossible for Gascón not to consider this.
Even if he had the means in the cathedral to temporarily weaken Tilda's strength, he would never be able to use his trump card to recruit troops and persuade rebellion.
So, what did he promise that made the entire church follow him like this?
Nancy looked at Han Dongwen and suddenly smiled.
"The whole church? No... Gascón doesn't need the whole church at all?"
"My knights only obey me. He doesn't need to endure everyone in the knights. He only needs me."
"Isn't this the case in Simeng?"
Han Dongwen was speechless.
Even if a soldier's bounden duty is to obey, if there is blatant rebellion, then naturally...
"And this is not rebellion, this is the vindication of heretics in the Church, this is devotion to the Lord God."
Nancy's tone was very firm: "Even if the enemy is strong and we are weak, believers who are willing to sacrifice will move forward bravely. This is a very great thing."
Great...?
Han Dongwen looked at the battlefield in the distance and suddenly realized how convenient this kind of religion and piety was from a manager's perspective.
But, there will be sacrifices.
The blond girl in front of me is one of the victims of this convenience.
"still have a question."
Han Dongwen said: "When you ran away just now, did you know where you were running?"
Nancy smiled: "Of course I do."
Instead of escaping to West Asia, she rushed towards Eagle Watching City.
Now, under their feet is the land of Eagle Watching City.
Han Dongwen asked: "Why don't you run to West Asia? After all, that is your base camp."
She looked back in the direction of West Asia, with a rare look of loneliness on her face.
"If a sick person like me runs back to West Asia, it will naturally cause a plague there, so it is better to die in Simeng."
In other words, he would use his own death to inject poison one last time.
The last time someone did this was Gongsun Xue.
But Gongsun Xue is a cocoon who only listens to orders. How is the Nancy in front of her better than Gongsun Xue?
"All sights are over."
Nancy raised her finger and pointed at the gradually dissipating light curtain in the sky, lowering her head slightly: "What you said before..."
Han Dongwen nodded and took a deep breath.
"You come with me."
(End of chapter)
