It All Starts with the Wizard

Kenneth exhaled a long breath, his figure shook, he staggered back a few steps, and supported the Bishop Hall who came behind him, and then barely stabilized his figure.

His old face looked a little more decayed at this moment, the skin on his face was pale and chapped, there was no trace of blood, and it seemed to be quite old for a moment.

Just calling Suma’s power, Kenneth almost exhausted his short lifespan. He already knew that he didn’t have many days to live, but he had to do that, otherwise the referee might be cruel to wait for him. Ruling.

Once he enters the court, based on his physical condition, he does not have to think about the possibility of seeing the sun again, and he will suffer unimaginable torture and torture before his death. The most important thing is, once he can't stand the torture, and betrayal becomes a move, then His whole life's reputation was ruined.

Don’t think that his status as an archbishop will bring him anything. During Kenneth’s 73-year career as a teacher, just heard that there were no fewer than ten archbishops who died in the court. What’s more terrifying is that. None of the ten people came out of the court alive.

Instead of this, it might as well be in front of the saints by burning their lives to summon Suma's holy flames, and personally purify Potter, the blasphemer, then the saints might even open the net for the sake of his imminent death.

Kenneth clung to the spirit, pushed away the supporting Hall behind him, and looked at the saint on the podium. Although the mask concealed his face, Kenneth still noticed that the saint's sight was passing through the mask, tightly Staring at him.

That line of sight caused Kenneth's prepared words to get stuck in his throat. In the end, only his lips squirmed twice, and he said dryly:

"Your Excellency, I am guilty. I have put this church to shame and tarnished the glory of Suma..."

Before Kenneth finished speaking, he heard the saint still speaking in that plain tone:

"It's not to blame you, Archbishop Kenneth. Your actions have shown your attitude. I believe you are the most devout believer of Suma. May the glory of the Lord shine on you."

Kenneth looked at the saint in disbelief, and then suddenly fell to his knees in tears, and began to sing loudly for Suma's kindness.

Affected by this atmosphere, the people who were a little worried because of the appearance of the blasphemer gradually calmed down. Slowly, some people began to follow the voice of the archbishop to join in prayer, and then more and more people also lowered their voices. The voices matched, and finally, the whole church was filled with solemn prayers.

The saint looked at this scene and nodded in satisfaction. He raised his hands, his broad sleeves were like a flying flag, leading the crowd in the audience.

He said loudly:

"This day is the festival of divine grace, the festival when Suma descends, and this day is the birthday of the church. On this day, the disciples are full of sacredness, and the sun's sacred flame washes away all sins in the world.

If you believe in Suma piously, then pray for the priests, because the shepherd, on behalf of Suma, feeds his flock, and evil, attacking the church, the first target of attack is the shepherd.

The shepherd is tempted and fell into the quagmire of sin. This will cause many people to lose their faith and lose their way. But believers, you must remember that under the glory of Suma, all evil will be invisible! The gate of heaven will eventually open like us! "

After speaking, the saint held the scepter in front of him with both hands, pointed at the pile of scorched corpses on the ground, and shouted:

"Praise Suma, praise the sun!"

Then, a dazzling golden light shot from the top of the scepter, shining on Potter's scorched corpse. Suddenly, the scorched corpse suddenly struggled and roared, like a devil crawling out of hell.

But under the shining of the golden light, within a short while, a strong black smoke appeared all over it. The black smoke hovered over the corpse, turning into a hideous and distorted face, wailing as it was burned into a blue by the golden light. cigarette.

When the surrounding believers saw this scene, their faces turned red with excitement, and they shouted loudly:

"Praise Suma! Praise the sun!"

"Praise Suma! Praise the sun!"

The shouts kept coming and going in the church, and the nobles who did not believe in the church were a little embarrassed. They looked at the shouting crowd around them, hesitated for a moment, and started to agree with them.

Roman sits on the other side of the church, and the believers around him are also in extreme fanaticism. He sighs helplessly. This time he miscalculated.

It stands to reason that the grievances that the doll instilled in Bishop Potter should not be so easy to expose, but I don’t know why, when those golden light spots fell on Potter, the soul that Potter should have dissipated unexpectedly revived. .

Although it was just a broken soul fragment, this fragment contained a trace of holy flame power, which drew the surrounding golden light spots from the inside out, causing them to burn blazingly the moment they fell on Potter. stand up.

Fortunately, the saint only seemed to sense that Potter had a problem, and he believed that everything was under his control, so he chose to use him during the ceremony to show Suma's supernatural power.

And in terms of effect, this operation of ~www.wuxiaspot.com~ is undoubtedly very successful, and the people around have completely fallen into the enthusiasm for Suma and the church.

"But, it's not over yet."

There was a sneer in Romain's heart. To be honest, he was actually a little disappointed. There were two reasons why he came to this ceremony:

First, he wanted to find some information about the Exham Abbey through the saints, and second, he wanted to see if something similar to Galenter would happen in this sacrifice.

But right now the ritual has come to an end, and the next is the boring carnival of all the faithful and believers. There is basically nothing wrong with the saints. In this way, Roman can almost be sure that this time it should be a very ordinary ritual.

After confirming this, Roman naturally lost the patience to continue, so he relaxed his posture, leaned back on the bench, naturally raised Erlang's legs, stretched his arms on the back of the chair, and then snapped. Snapped his fingers.

"Clang! Clang! Clang!"

A vigorous and loud bell began to reverberate, and the fanatical crowd in the lobby seemed to be awakened by the bell. They suddenly stopped shouting and looked around blankly. They didn't understand why the church bell would ring at this time.

By convention, the bell should ring when the ceremony officially ends, but now, the Lord Saint hasn't started the final speech, why is it ringing so abruptly?

The saint who was immersed in the praises also looked in the direction of the bell, and then he turned to the archbishop Kenneth who was kneeling on the ground. Kenneth was immediately irritated, but he couldn't get up all of a sudden. I was able to pull over the Bishop Hall beside him, and sternly commanded:

"Go, go to the clock tower and see, who is ringing the bell!"

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