Chapter 269 Blood River and Iron Sky ([-]) Fanatic Believers and Holy War, the Glory of the Angel of Death "This is divine punishment."
"Who makes these idiots who don't know what's good and what's wrong actually dare to be arrogant and arrogant, using the brand of "Beacon of World Civilization" to do things that deviate from the injunctions of God!"
"The evening breeze produced by the burning heresy blows on the face, which makes people feel extremely comfortable!"
Bishop Maxwell took a deep breath of the air that smelled of the dead, and his mouth was filled with sarcasm and insults.
"That's right!! Death for heretics is not a pity!!"
And the priests no longer looked compassionate as before, they all laughed happily, with only indifference and indifference in their eyes!
If it were these pagans from the beautiful country, they would not feel sorry for one thousand, ten thousand, one hundred million, one trillion deaths! For it would not matter if all the pagans died, and the priests would not mourn their deaths.
After all, you must know that under normal circumstances, the fanatical believers of the Holy See are even willing to personally deal with heretics to eliminate these heretics who are unwilling to surrender to the glory of the Lord!
Death penalty for heretics!
Death penalty for Protestants!
Behind them, there were constant sounds of strange sounds, like boots made of steel stepping on the ground.
Knights wearing armor formed a dense array, stepping onto the battlefield in hundreds or thousands, their footsteps ringing in the same rhythm.
This is a very spectacular picture! ! "Now let us rush into this hell of flames from the outside, and destroy all enemies with the momentum of sweeping thousands of armies!!"
"Let us take back the beautiful country from the hands of the infidels and monsters!!"
As Maxwell shouted orders intoxicatedly to the crowd behind him, the priests twisted their bodies one by one. In front of them, the armor like a steel forest reflected the cold moonlight.
The members of the Knights all held spears equipped with axes and spears and swords. Everyone was covered in heavy iron armor, with strange and twisted masks on their faces.
The white cloak was blown up in the night wind, and there was no sound after the bursts of advancing footsteps stopped.
These people gathered together with serious murderous intent, just to obey the call of the Lord and the Pope. They bent down uniformly and waited for the instructions to enter the battlefield.
"The Monastic Knights of the Friends of the Kurlanti Sword, with an army of 340, is advancing!"
"The Knights of Calatoraba Nueba, 110 members in total, advance to the army!
"The Knights of Santo Stefano and the Tuscan Legion, 250 and seven soldiers in total, are promoted!"
"The Knights of Malta, an army of two thousand two hundred and fifty seven, is advancing!"
The four commanders at the front made low reports one after another, and the four knights wearing white masks sent out requests for instructions from Bishop Maxwell for inspection.
Looking at the dense array of steel in front of him, the cross on Maxwell's chest reflected the cold light, and his ferocious smile looked as ferocious as a wild beast.
"We are here to serve on the orders of His Majesty the Pope and His Majesty the Archpriest, and at the same time congratulate Bishop Maxwell on his promotion to Archbishop!!"
The head of the Knights of Malta knelt on the ground and announced in a low voice the decree brought from the Vatican to the Dragon Kingdom.
"We have once again formed the Ninth Crusade, and the overall command belongs to His Majesty Archbishop Maxwell!"
The head of the Knights of Malta carefully took out a sacred belt with a yellow thorn pattern and a vermilion background from his arms, and presented it to Maxwell with great respect.
Now I am an archbishop! ! Maxwell grabbed the holy belt with an excited expression, and put his hands around his neck seriously and reverently. He took a deep breath of the cold air, and then shouted loudly to the knights behind him.
"AMEN!"
"In this battle, I won't hesitate to break my body to pieces!!"
"The target is the beautiful country and the dead city of New York City!"
"I declare that the Ninth Crusade, which is also a fanatical holy war for victory, is officially launched here!"
"AMEN! “AMEN!!
"AMEN!!"
"AMEN!!..."
Thousands of knights members who had gone through the training of teaching the dragon kingdom's divine power quickly boarded the aircraft that had been prepared amid sincere cheers, and then took advantage of the dark night sky to take of black aircraft with special protective runes engraved on them soared into the sky in the strong wind and flew into the sky towards the hellish battlefield.
······························································································ In New York City, where blood and fire are raging, fires are spreading driven by connivance and malice.
In this hellish city, even the buildings with a hint of American symbolism will eventually groan in the flames, and then collapse into ruins.
The tragic and sad scene was like an ant nest collapsed in the fire, or like ants burned to death on a fire lit by children.
And New York City, a city inhabited by tens of millions of humans, is now being plundered and killed by bloodthirsty monsters. Innocent people can only cry and die.
The wailing and painful sounds of countless humans in the ruins echoed throughout this dark and cruel night.
Suddenly, under the black clouds that were burned into scarlet by the flames, streams of bright light fell from the sky one after another!
High in the sky, a huge thing flew across the dark night sky, with an aura that was "like the Milky Way falling from the sky", and quickly dropped down several streams of white light that seemed to be burning.
The huge aircraft used certain chemicals and engraved runes to finally produce a miraculous effect.
The burning chemicals reacted in the night sky, and finally formed a vague figure with wings on its back.
The scene was like an angel from heaven towering under the scarlet night sky, overlooking the burning hell city of New York City below.
"Angel……"
"That's a real angel!!"
“God, have you finally come to save your people!!”
The injured citizens stared dumbly at the slowly approaching group of aircraft in the sky, and words of supplications and prayers blurted out involuntarily from their mouths.
In New York City, more and more people are noticing the swarms of aircraft in the sky, and the people who are being tortured and massacred by monsters and fires, and the last glimmer of hope finally arises in their hearts.
Citizens ran out of their hiding places and shouted loudly for help, as if hoping to obtain salvation from God and angels.
“God prevails, God dominates, God reigns!”
“Grant to John Paul II, the Most Exalted World Pope, Infinite Peace, Life and Salvation!!”
“To all clergy appointed by the Pope, infinite peace, life and salvation!”
The sound of proclamation appeared as the aircraft group approached, and a gentle voice in the sky announced the Lord's declaration.
Suddenly, the gentle voice suddenly turned into a cold voice, as if another person was speaking.
In the dark night sky, under a monster-like huge aircraft, a sealed podium is now suspended.
"Yes! We are the agents of the Angel of Death!"
As the lights of the aircraft lit up and illuminated, Archbishop Maxwell on the podium showed a sinister expression and spoke loudly into the dozens of microphones in front of him.
"Convene the Inquisition now and pronounce the verdict!"
"Defendant: Beautiful Country!!"
"Defendant: Millennium Monster!!"
"Defendant: heretic, heretic!!"
"They are all sentenced to death!!"
"Death penalty, death penalty, death penalty, death penalty!!"
"Death penalty, death penalty! Death penalty for all!!"
Maxwell's face was distorted and he waved his hands wildly. Then he paused and continued to roar with a grin.
Those rays of brilliance like angel wings are still there, but this time the angel who comes is not a compassionate one, but a suicidal angel who brings death and judgment! ! (End of this chapter)