After Becoming The Tyrant - Chapter 129

Big snowflakes fell from the sky, and ferry III cheered up. He knew it. The Pennines crawl like a serpent to the west of Blaise – he still calls it Blaise. According to the secret he knew, the Templars would not step there. They did not dare to enter.

They cunningly occupied the only ancient road to enter there, and unless he wanted to take the Knights over the nearly vertical mountain, he had to attack their camp.

“Your Majesty.”

There was a rustle of snow. Mann moved to him and reported to him in a low voice.

The situation is very bad, everyone’s blood is frozen, there is no food, and they dare not light a fire to expose their position. If this goes on for a long time, they will freeze to death in the black pine forest. Man looked at him. The moonlight fell on the snow. The reflection of the snow made his face full of dregs, calm and frightening.

“If we go on like this, we can’t get to the far north.” Mann said that he was very young. He was another student of Carl and the first swore Knight of ferry III. with green eyes, he looked like a fierce wolf. “Your Majesty, we must attack.”

Ferri III saw the fierce beat in his eyes: “they are waiting for us to attack.”

“Your Majesty, you are not the one to attack.” Man said calmly, “I’ll lead them away with good guys. You put on your disguise and go over from the snow. The problem is that they burned the suspension bridge leading to the ancient road. You can only jump on the left side, can you? ”

That’s not the problem. Ferri III’s face was tense, and the snow was still falling on his head, cold to the bone. He has only these Knights left. They have saved him more than once He forced himself to speak, and his voice was calm: “I will go there as soon as possible. When I go, you will surrender immediately and tell them everything you know.”

Mann’s green eyes met ferry III’s.

“It’s also an order,” he whispered

“That’s it, your majesty.” Mann looked back. He turned to the campfire opposite him. “When the dark clouds block the moon, we’ll start right away.”

Ferri III heard him swear vaguely, and he knew why.

Carl was hanged alive by the head of the Knights Templar in silver armor on the gate of their last fortress, and his body has not yet been solved – man was covering him at that time, biting his teeth and not letting anyone turn back. Now, the commander is in the opposite camp.

Mann made a sign. The Knights nearby broke the frozen blood, held the hilt with their frozen hands, and stood up one by one.

“Man -”

ferry III suddenly grasped man’s shoulder. His reason made him lower his voice, but his instinct made his voice sharp.

Mann didn’t ask why, because he was aware of the sudden change.

The wind, the terrible wind.

The snow rolled down from their heads and smashed into the valley. What’s going on? Mann thought, order the knights to catch the black pine, so as not to be swept downhill by the strong wind. He realized the other things more quickly, turned to look at the camp, and at a glance he understood why Ferri III had just lost his manners.

In front of them, on the hill in front of the ancient road in the far north, flames burst into the sky in the strong wind.

What scares them is the color of the fire – crimson as blood. It is not a fire that can be made by mortals. Fierce fire and black flame are mixed together, which makes people think of blood and sin for the first time. What happened there?

Ferri III tried hard to look at the camp in the strong wind. The painful howls of the temple Knights stationed there broke the ancient silence of the Pennines. The dark clouds in the sky were surging at the moment, covering the moon. The shadows of the mountains were shrouded, just like the dark creatures slowly waking up.

“Go! Go ahead

No matter what hell he is or not, Ferri III realizes that this is a good opportunity that has never been seen before.

They were half rolling and half crawling, rushing past the camp where the Templars were stationed. Those damned guys are in danger at this time. They are rolling in the fire, trying to extinguish the fire with snow, but the fire seems to be attached to their souls and burn together.

After Mann died, he was relieved to see ferry III jump on the stone road, ready to go.

The wind came from behind, and he stabbed it with his backhand.

The Templar who rolled out of the fire was pierced by him and fell on him. The fire started immediately. In an instant, even man immediately cried and fell to his knees.

Ferri III finally took a look at man who grew up with him, gritted his teeth and took his few knights to rush into the valley of stone road.

A black figure was standing on the peak of Benning. He stood high and watched the fire burning.

“A little gift is no respect.”

Then it suddenly disappeared from the top of the mountain and appeared at the entrance of the ancient road, he said.

Ferri III and his party did not realize that there was such a figure behind them. They walked deep and shallow in the canyon. It seems that after walking for a century, there is light in front of them. They go out, and the fierce wind blows in an instant.”Here we are.”

They fell to their knees, almost in tears.

The devil passed through them, and ferry III did not find any of them. They just looked at the huge ice field in front of them.

On the horizon at the end of the ice sheet, a pale blue full moon hangs there, a vast expanse between heaven and earth. Far away, there are many jagged giant shadows, countless ribs, such as peaks, buried in thick snow and ice. The primitive breath of archaic is everywhere here. People are like ants.

The devil is walking in the snow.

The exiled, cursed and deprived devil wears a black dress and opens a black umbrella. He was as elegant as a belated funeral guest.

“Long time no see, my old friends.”

He said with a cold smile.

This is the place where the gods buried their bones.

………………

Holy Empire, capital.

The friar in black walked through the long corridor. He smelled of blood. The changes in this period of time, even for the elders of the Holy See, were intense and strange enough. They had to come out of the monastery, pick up the books with the hands of the theological books, and give orders in the voice of repentance.

Unprecedented glory, everyone is intoxicated in the glory of the kingdom of God.

The friar in black felt uneasy.

He is different from the judge and the protector. He is a bitter monk of the holy court. Before they accepted the call of the holy court, they walked in the harsh wilderness, tempered their strength with wind and frost, exercised their firmness, and gained strength in this kind of suffering. The friar in black was named rettos. He was different from others. He was only loyal to the Pope.

“How’s it going?” The Pope was waiting for him in the quiet room.

“The lowland alliance has started to build a wharf with enough capacity to carry the Shenzhou ship, which is expected to be completed in May. The upper El Kingdom on the coast of hopeless inland sea refused the request of believing in the Lord. Some of the eastern countries still believe in the city-state God in private. The witch fled to Legrand, and our judges caught only a few bystanders. Holy See, it’s not over yet

“Yes, your majesty,” the Pope lightly corrected, “we still have many enemies. Although the kingdom is strong, there are still hidden dangers. We still need war. There is only one faith in the world, one supreme God. ”

“We have launched enough wars. Where should we wave our swords first, Saint Your majesty. ”

The friar in black hesitated. He didn’t know whether the one standing in front of him was the familiar Pope theold or the emperor of the holy empire.

He noticed that the pope had a golden crown.

“My friend, I remember it was you who tried Maggie.” Instead of answering him directly, the Pope turned to another matter that is now nearly 30 years old.

The friar in black thought for a while before he remembered who the Pope was talking about.

He was a thinker of menghamun city-state at the exit of hopeless inland sea. He once wrote a little-known book on monarchy. At that time, the Pope was only a cardinal, who was responsible for auditing and argumentation. After reading on the monarch, the Pope immediately tried Maggie in the name of heresy, and obtained the consent of the Presbyterian, burning and listing the book as * *.

The friars in black still don’t understand why a book can alert the great figures of the Holy See to this point.

The Pope took out a book from the shelf, turned to one of the pages and handed it to the friar in black By military means, we can attack as small as a city-state and as large as a country. But if we want to really rule the city-state or country, we must completely destroy its original order and replace it with the new one. Otherwise, once it has a chance, it will start a war in the name of freedom or ancient order. ”

The friar in black was stunned to find that what the Pope put on the bookshelf to study carefully was on the monarch, which was listed as burned.

“If we build the kingdom of God, then we can only have one faith in the kingdom of God.” The pope said calmly, “all the old gods except for this should be set on fire. They are heretics.”

The monk in black was awe inspiring. He felt as if he had touched the core of the efforts of the holy court for more than a thousand years.

“If the old gods and statues are completely burned, whether they are Xiaer in the hopeless inland sea or the small countries on the banks of the abyss, they will either return to the Lord or be completely conquered.” The Pope ordered that his hands be crossed on the scepter, his eyes cold.

“Yes, your majesty.”

The friar in black drew a cross on his chest. After a pause, he asked a key question.

“And what about Legrand? It is the most powerful and stubborn of all the heresies, and it will not sit back and watch the expansion of the kingdom of God. ”

“There’s going to be something to burn them up.”

Said the Pope meaningfully.

………………

Holy Spirit Bay, secret sanctuary.

The friars in white cloaks hold torches and walk down the winding stairs. On both sides of the stone wall are many reliefs, which are about angels, demons and snakes. With the torch light moving, the shadow of those relief faces changes, holy and ferocious interlaced, there is a sense of horror.At the end of the tunnel, which slopes downward, is the heavy black iron gate.

“Password?”

The cold voice, like a ghost, came from the top of the cave.

“The Dragon buried the bone.”

Answered the white cloak.

After a moment’s silence, the heavy friction of gears sounded, the black iron fence in front of the white cloak rose up, and the cold wind mixed with some bloody smell rushed out from behind the iron door. Together with the fishy wind, there are the friction of the iron rope, the dull scratching sound and the low roar There are hungry and angry creatures in captivity – or captivity – here.

The white cloaked friar went in quietly with a torch.

Behind the black iron gate, there is a huge underground space. Seven iron chains with buckets lock an ancient creature.

Huge shadows cast on the cliff, cattle and sheep and the remains of unknown animals piled up on the ground, making it a large slaughterhouse. In the middle of the slaughterhouse, there are ferocious and majestic creatures.

It’s a

Black dragon!