The heresy trial ceremony is on the verge of getting out of control.
France Braun once imagined all the possible variables in the heresy trial ceremony. The biggest crisis he conceived was the failure of his own magic. After all, using the Great Divine Word to identify heretics would encounter many unforeseen consequences. The influence of control factors, and his own strength is not high enough to control this magic 100%.
But he never expected that an unexpected situation would come from the completely opposite direction: his magic was strengthened.
Seeing the milky white halo spreading towards the entire square, Fran Béran realized that the situation was about to get out of hand.
Because he actually knew from the beginning that few civilians in the outer city of Luan could pass the test of the Great Divine Word.
The long-term blockade has already severely weakened the will of believers, and the leaflets circulating around the city are shaking everyone's faith in the God of Holy Light. Fran Bélang may not care. The life of the lower class people, but as a senior priest, he at least understands the human heart. At least, he understands how weak the minds of ordinary people will be in this situation - in contrast, the "Great Divine Word Technique" is a This is an extremely harsh test - in fact, when this magic was first created, it was not used to judge ordinary people at all. The real function of this magic is to test the mental strength of the priests!
Using this magical technique used to test extraordinary people on ordinary people and calling it a "heresy trial" has a very simple purpose: it is just to ensure that everyone who stands against the church Everyone can be convicted quickly.
Therefore, there was nothing fair about this trial from the beginning, because in fact, no matter who the soldiers picked up from the square, there was a 99% chance that that person would be identified as a heretic!
The temporary bishop of Luan City immediately cut off his maintenance of divine magic. However, the situation has not changed at all: the aftermath of the Great Divine Word Technique has been strengthened by some unknown force, and it is still spreading. , and it has already enveloped those people in the square!
The civilians were commotion, but they had no time to avoid the scope of the magic. A white halo swept over everyone's heads. What happened next made every priest at a loss: one after another appeared on the civilians. Out of the turbulent and shattered light curtain, civilians one after another were identified as heretics by divine magic!
As the halo spreads, the turbulent and broken light curtains continue into pieces. Among the "heresy" marks one after another, less than 10% of the people can still keep the holy light constant, and Even if it is 10%, its light is dim and may be extinguished at any time, so it cannot be considered as having truly passed the test.
In this church city, the whole city is a "heretic".
Fran Braun only felt dizzy for a while, and the continuous fragmented light curtain rushed towards him like an endless black tide. In this dizzy vision, he saw A more terrifying scene arrived:
The halo not only spreadsIt spread to the civilians and also to the priests who were standing on the edge of the high platform and receiving punishment.
On those priests, turbulent and fragmented light curtains also appeared!
Then came the Holy See knights and church soldiers - they watched in shock and nervousness as they were shrouded in the halo of divine magic. The next moment, the light curtains on their bodies also shattered, turning as black as ink. Fissures lay all around them.
"Lord..."
Exclamations rang out from the priests behind Fran Béran. The temporary bishop's heart immediately tightened, and he tried hard to control himself. His heart wanted to stop beating so fast, but when he turned around, the terrifying scene still made his breathing stop for an instant:
In the priests on the high platform, among those Among the priests from Luan Cathedral, two highly respected assistant bishops were looking at him in despair. Beside them, a layer of dim holy light was gradually shattering, and there were more and more dark cracks.
The Great Divine Word Technique, which was originally supposed to only spread towards the square, was suddenly strengthened and actually affected the priesthood!
“Stick to the faith!” Fran Béran finally couldn’t help but exclaim, “Don’t doubt your beliefs! Don’t doubt what you are doing!”
Exclaimed After that, the scene he just saw suddenly flashed through the mind of the temporary bishop——
In the square, among the civilians closest to the judgment platform, there were a few groups of exceptionally bright and constant lights just now. Appeared suddenly...
He once thought that they were civilians with extremely firm beliefs and a natural affinity for the Holy Light - although this situation was very rare, it was not unimaginable, but now he finally knew it later. I was consciously aware of the anomaly of this matter. In other words, he should have realized it from the beginning, but his shock at the time made him lose judgment in those most critical seconds.
Those rays of light are not the light that comes out after passing the test of the "Great Divine Word Technique", but the holy light! It's something like magic!
"The Cecils are in the square!" Fran Béran raised his scepter high and shouted to the knights and soldiers around the platform who were still in panic and nervousness. He said, "Go and catch those..."
His shouting stopped abruptly, because when he glanced across the square, all those suspicious people had already disappeared.
As soon as the situation started to get out of control, those people evacuated.
He only saw a few weird metal plates falling to the ground. A bright holy light floated on the surface of those metal plates, and waves of powerful magical fluctuations came from those metal plates.
During Fran Béran’s dazed moment, those metal plates seemed to finally be unable to withstand some kind of pressure. Sparks and a little smoke came out while making a crackling sound, and a holy light floated on the surface of the metal plates. It also dissipated immediately.
As those weird "magic props" stopped operating, in the squareThe Great Divine Word Technique spreading everywhere finally stopped.
But everything is irreversible, and the entire square is falling into deathly silence.
France Béran stood on a high wooden platform, maintaining a terrifying face like a statue. He looked at the civilians who were also sluggish and stiff and the silent priests. , a question running wildly in his mind:
When a heresy trial ceremony directly identified almost the entire city's believers and priests as heretics, as one of the only people who were not heretics, What should I do? !
Shouting the name of the Lord to purify this city of heretics? Or should we treat it as if nothing happened, as if the power to call the shots failed once in a while?
For the first time in his life, Fran Braun hoped that the God of Holy Light could immediately punish him and simply burn him to death, which would be better than facing the most difficult choice in his life here.
However, at this moment, a strange whistling sound suddenly came from the sky, interrupting the temporary bishop's life decision.
When he first heard the whistling sound, he was stunned for a moment, as if he didn't realize what it was, but soon he noticed the expressions on the faces of the exiled knights who came to the edge of the square. With an expression of fear, he instantly realized the meaning of those sounds.
It’s the Cecil people, the Cecil people’s “Sky Fire” has come in! Those Cecil people finally took action!
France Braun couldn't restrain his ecstasy at this moment. All his problems seemed to be solved with the falling of Cecil's sky fire. He turned around suddenly and looked at the group of priests behind him. , he also saw similar joy on the faces of the priests who were waking up one by one.
The Cecil people finally used their weapons to attack this holy city!
Whether it is the out-of-control heresy trials, or the doubts and confrontations spreading in the city, all this will become a thing of the past. When the Cecil people directly attacked, the priests of the cathedral had committed All of his mistakes will become embellishments before his generous martyrdom, and Fran Béran... has long been prepared for martyrdom.
He is indeed pious, and the priests in the cathedral are also pious. They have not been afraid of death from the beginning. That is not a disguised courage, but a real lack of fear of death - for the Holy Spirit The belief in the God of Light has long been infiltrated into the bones of these senior priests. Even the most greedy and selfish priests will burst out with great courage when faced with the matter of "sacrifice for the Lord."
“The time has come to sacrifice for the Lord!” Fran Béran suddenly shouted. He raised his scepter high, and the brilliant holy light spurted out from behind him, “I will The blood proves my piety!"
The priests also shouted fervently: "The time has come to sacrifice for the Lord!"
The whistling sound in the air came closer and closer. Finally reaching the sky above the city, Fran Béran's extraordinary eyes had already seen those people wrapped in light.The magical weapons of cyan air flow were flying in the air. When he saw those things flying from the southeast of the city, swooping down to the ground like falcons, he couldn't help but squint his eyes slightly and open his arms towards those devil's weapons. arms, quietly waiting for death to come.
The great belief of sacrificing for the God of Holy Light inspired him, making his body tremble slightly with excitement.
Then, those "sky fires" flying from afar exploded on their own over the city.
With a much smaller sound than the explosion of ordinary magic crystal shells, the blue air masses flying over the city disintegrated and exploded one after another, and the metal structures wrapped in the air masses also fell apart, and After those hollow cannonballs exploded, countless pieces of paper fell from the sky.
Francan Béran squinted his eyes and opened his hands. He waited for a long time but did not wait for death to come. He couldn't help opening his eyes in confusion, but saw the civilians in the square stretching their necks. Look at the sky.
A piece of paper fell from the eyes, and the temporary bishop immediately grabbed it. He looked at the thing falling from the sky in confusion, but what caught his eyes was the familiar fine printed handwriting:
p>“…The Inquisition is the biggest lie…
“…The willingness to sacrifice civilians and kidnap civilians is no different from bandits…
"...The Holy Light should not be determined by the priests in the church. The Holy Light belongs to everyone...
"Abandon unnecessary confrontation, Cecil will treat all friends equally..."< /p>
With the whistling and banging one after another, more and more pieces of paper fell down. Fran Béran looked up at the sky blankly. He felt that the pieces of paper were like snow. There were endless noises.
The leader of the discipline monks finally reacted. At this moment, the senior priest in black robes shouted out the only words he could think of that might slightly save the situation:
p>“It’s the evil magic of the Cecil people! The Cecilians interfered with the Inquisition rituals with evil magic and devilish pacts! The ceremony was destroyed by them - this trial is invalid, invalid! ”
The priests all echoed loudly. Fran Béran also regained some of his energy amidst these shouts. He encouraged the Holy Light for the last time and loudly announced the cause of today’s farce. Result: "This heresy trial was temporarily suspended due to the influence of evil magic. ”
Then the tall acting bishop simply ignored everyone in the square. He completely ignored the reactions of the civilians and quickly passed through with the priests as if running away. The gate of the church district.
On the outer edge of the square, a pair of amber eyes looked through the window of a private house, indifferently watching the farce in the square end in the most farcical form. .
France Belang hid in the church area, and the bishops and priests of Luan City were still alive.
But the Holy Light Church in the southern land was finally dead. /p>
There is only one thing left to do now.