New Balance Castle has a resident population of more than 20, not counting the legions and knights stationed there. This is a veritable big city.

However, it can be seen that the life of the civilians here is not bad. Although the linen clothes on the men and the long skirts on the women look a little worn out, they are much better than the poor food and clothing in other territories. .

Lancelot mixed in the crowd and walked forward silently. He could sensitively sense the tense atmosphere in the whole city.

"The witch is burning! The witch is burning. It is in front of the cathedral. Come and see it!"

"Witches? They are the evil priests of the Dark Parliament. They are more cruel than witches."

"Let's go... Hurry up, or you won't have a seat if it's too late."

There were two emotions of fear and excitement in the noise, so that there was an abnormal expression on his face.

Lancelow looked at the sun in the sky, and had a vague premonition in his heart. He originally wanted to use [Glory of the Mad Knight] to pretend to save people, but in the daytime, the concealment effect was very low, and there was almost no success possible.

If it wasn't for his intention to do his best to obey the destiny, and his plan to kill people, he would have turned around and left now.

And from this scene, it can be seen that the position of the Dark Council in the City of Sanctuary is already in jeopardy. After all, the light is always friendlier than the darkness.

As the crowd slowly moved to a square, they saw a huge and solemn church with a golden cross erected on the dome.

Now the square is full of people, most of them are holding stones, rotten eggs, rotten tomatoes, etc. in their hands, and their faces are eager to try.

"Wuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu..." A group of knights separated the crowd into a passage, followed by a cart with a wooden cross on it, and a woman in a black robe with disheveled hair was tied to it.

"Oh! It's a bloody sacrifice, smash her to death!"

"Thanks to the blessing of the Supreme God, so that the great lord can catch this evil heresy."

"Thanks to the Most High God, thanks to the Great Lord!"... Crackling!All kinds of sundries were thrown at the black-robed woman, and the rotten egg hit her on the head, but it did not cause any response, except for an occasional muffled groan of pain.

Lancelot frowned, feeling a little strange, so he opened his eyes of truth and looked over.

"Ding dong! The Eye of Reality: Shapeshifter, a special species in hell, does not have any attack ability, but can perfectly imitate any creature that does not exceed its own level, including appearance, momentum, etc. Once transformed, you need to It takes 24 hours to get back to normal."

"It's not Lilian, what kind of tricks is Grand Duke Henry of Bavaria playing?" Lancelot said to himself with a gleam in his eyes.

The Eye of Reality caught the attention of the shapeshifter, and an inexplicable hostility was aroused. The woman with disheveled hair raised her head. Even though she was quite beautiful, the murderous aura of resentment still made people shudder.

The crowd of onlookers involuntarily took two steps back, followed by louder curses.

Suddenly, a blue-black light shot at Lilian who was disguised as a shapeshifter, and the whole light carried a surge of magical power and a sharp edge.

It's a pity that before the cross was reached, a beam of light reflected the golden cross and turned red, and the black light disappeared into a cloud of mist.

A black-robed apostle didn't make a second attack, turned around and ran as soon as he bowed his head, but he was already being targeted by the surrounding knights, and the sharp edges formed by several magic powers flashed across his body in an instant, and he shattered within two steps. It became many corpses.

Screams and panic were heard one after another, and it seemed that the people would soon lead to riots.

"Quiet! People of God, the great Father is watching us from the sky, there are loyal and brave knights, no one can hurt us, destroy heresy!" The regional bishop who thought he was wearing a white robe came out of the church, with his neck tied With a cross made of transparent crystal, the expression is extremely solemn and solemn.

Human beings follow blindly. As soon as the voice fell, the whole square fell silent, followed by shouts like a mountain roar and a tsunami.

"Destroy the heresy!"

"Destroy heresy! Burn at the stake!"

"Fire!"... The crowd boiled, and there was no fear on everyone's faces, but a fanatic expression instead.

Lancelow was a little surprised. The contagious power brought by this religion was comparable to advanced spiritual temptation. In order to prevent being noticed, he also yelled twice before lowering his arms.

The regional bishop nodded in satisfaction, raised his hands, and pressed down. After the square became quiet again, he slowly said: "Today we are judging the witch Lilian. This is a woman who was bewitched by the devil. She became the priest of her evil accomplice. She conspired against our great Lionheart Duke, and was inspired by the Lord, and the Duke is safe and sound, but this bloody priest must be judged by the Lord!"

There was another burst of clamor for the burning, and the expectations of the crowd had reached their peak.

The district bishop looked at the sun, took out his pocket watch and corrected the time, and then signaled to the priest beside him to start.

The priest came to the shapeshifter, tried his best to hide his pity, and said in a cold tone: "Before you die, are you willing to repent to the benevolent Supreme God?"

The shapeshifter suddenly opened its mouth wide, biting the priest's wrist tightly, with a crazy and cruel expression, and at the same time let out screams like night doves.

"Crazy, what a lunatic, burn her to death, let her go to hell!" The priest used the holy power of judgment, a bright flash of light burst out from his right hand, and after breaking free, he shouted loudly.

There was black mist on the face of the shapeshifter, and after being hit by the flash, it wailed in pain as if it had been splashed with sulfuric acid.

The regional bishop frowned. He was afraid that if time was lost, the shapeshifter would return to its original form. He cursed inwardly, and had to spread his right hand. A beam of light, as bright as a small sun, shot straight into the sky, and then fell straight from the sky.

boom!The firewood under the Transformer's feet blazed up, enveloping it, because the beam of light blocked the view, the people around could only vaguely see a figure struggling hard, accompanied by a shrill scream.

"Destroy the heresy!" The emotions of the onlookers broke out completely, shouting hoarsely one by one.

Lancelot hid in the crowd, and left feelingly, his eyes full of mockery.He looked at it from a god's perspective, and this kind of clumsy trick was really an insult to intelligence.

"The Bavarian family, Lilian, no matter what tricks you are playing, I will definitely investigate clearly, and no one can count on me."

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