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Chapter 430 The Spear of Destiny
Holy Spear of Longinus!

The legendary Spear of Destiny with infinite power!

The faces of the knights and cavalry were full of disbelief.

Pagan converts like Drim who didn't understand the legend quickly asked what it was.

Over the years, there have been too many legends, true and false, in the Holy Land. Today someone finds a holy relic, and tomorrow someone claims to have found a holy shroud—almost every slightly wealthy pilgrim, in When leaving the holy land, they all carried one or two "holy artifacts" with them more or less.

But apart from the Holy Spear, what other weapon could have such a mysterious and unique pattern, exuding such a breath-taking sacred aura?
"The holy gun is in the hands of the Marquis. This is the will of the heavenly father! We are destined to follow the Marquis today and drive these damned heretics out of the Holy Land."

"Can the Lord Marquis still lie?"

The cavalry around Lothar started shouting. They believed more than anyone else that Lothar was the reincarnation of the Holy Son and the human spokesperson of the Father's will.

"Think about the sacred tree of New Habsburg, think about the holy tower that stood up overnight in the port of Ella, think about the city wall of Yogrysburg-on the Lord Marquis, is there anything worthwhile about the miracle that happened? Doubtful?"

"There is no doubt that Lord Marquis is the legendary 'Miracle Worker', and he has been favored by God."

A noble knight shouted: "I have never doubted the divine favor of the Marquis, but I have heard that the Holy Lance is stored in St. Peter's Basilica in the Pope City - before I came to the Holy Land, I happened to pay my respects there. box."

"Idiot, don't you know that the Holy Lance has been broken into three pieces long ago? It's like the pieces of the True Cross."

The fragments of the True Cross were hidden in the Crusader camp. On the chariot carrying the huge gilded cross, it was guarded by a group of armed warriors. It was the torture tool used by the imperial soldiers to crucify Jesus. Don't expect it to be so gorgeous.

"How could the holy gun break?"

"You can ask St. Longinus (after Longinus pierced Jesus, his almost blind eyes were stained with the blood of Jesus, and regained his light, so he was influenced, and later committed to spreading Christianity in Asia Minor. He was beheaded, so he was banned. holy)."

The breaking news that the Holy Lance was in Lothar's hands even made the Crusader cavalry forget for a moment the magic dragon flying over their heads.

If it is a real holy gun, do you still need to be afraid of the magic dragon?

But Lothar did not forget.

He raised his tone: "This is the will of the heavenly father. He gave me the holy gun to destroy this evil dragon born by Satan. Soldiers who fight for God, I swear that I will let this monster from hell return to it." The place to go."

"Yes, there is nothing to be afraid of. Don't forget that the lord we are loyal to is the legendary dragon slayer. Now that he has obtained the holy spear, it will be easier to destroy the dragon."

"It is said that the one holding the Holy Spear will become the greatest monarch. Does this mean that the Marquis will become the king of Europe?"

Lothar's eyes were fixed on the dragon above his head. Under the eyes of everyone, the golden holy flame was ignited from Lothar's arm, and then burned all over half of his body. From a distance, it seemed that he was being burned at the stake. .

The eclipse under his crotch hissed uncomfortably.

As a hell creature, it is very afraid of holy flames.

But it soon realized that this kind of flame seemed to be alive, and it could actually identify the enemy and the enemy. Even if it was close at hand, it still didn't feel the burning sensation, so it calmed down.

"Look, the Marquis has withstood the test of fire that the ascetic Peter failed."

"Miracle, this is a miracle!"

The head of the Knights of the Hospital, Roger of Morin's lips were trembling. He couldn't stop drawing the cross on his chest: "Gerald, have you seen it? Not only is the Marquis of Lothar not in collusion with evil spirits Evil wizard. I even suspect that he is the new Son of God."

Gerald, the head of the Knights Templar, looked a little ugly, and he muttered in a low voice: "Maybe Lothar used some kind of magic to cover his eyes, and he didn't see the armor on his body, and the mount under his crotch was not ignited." ?"

"That's probably not a flame at all!"

But this kind of dark thought, Gerrard would not choose to announce it to the public at this time anyway.

The most urgent task is to deal with the dragon driven by the evil pagan.

The dragon is getting closer.

But he didn't launch an attack immediately, but kept hovering in the sky-Lothar knew that this was because the dragon needed to dive when exhaling, and this was also the time when the dragon's flexibility was minimized.

It is discreet.

"In the name of God!"

The Holy Spear in Lothar's hand was like a dry sponge, and the power in his body flowed towards the Holy Spear like a torrent of dikes. In the blink of an eye, it made it glow with scorching holy flames, making it more radiant.

On the dragon saddle.

Master Shamail showed a thoughtful expression.

The discussion below, even after such a distance, still couldn't escape his ears.

"The holy spear of Longinus?"

"An artifact!"

This kind of artifact full of sacred power obviously has very powerful evil-destroying power. It does look like an artifact produced by the Orthodox Church. It is completely different from the aura of the totem gods that I have destroyed before.

Therefore, the so-called Christianity of these Franks seems to have two brushes.

"Is this your trump card?"

The artifact was indeed difficult to deal with, but Schemael was relieved. The swords and arrows hidden in the dark were the most terrifying. For a spellcaster of his level, it was by no means unfamiliar with the artifact.

To put it bluntly, this thing is an ordinary artifact contaminated with divinity. He has eliminated many totem gods and tribal gods. The sacrificial artifacts left by them can be regarded as divine artifacts. For Schmail, the holy gun in Lothar's hand is nothing more than It's just that the divinity is more contaminated.

It's just that the calmness on his face disappeared quickly.

Because he clearly felt that the energy intensity of the weapon in the man holding the Holy Spear was soaring in a straight line. In the blink of an eye, it had reached the level that could threaten his life, and it was still soaring wildly like a wild horse.

Lothar had jumped off the horse at this time, his whole body was like a big bow stretched out, and as the holy gun in his hand became a huge beam of light in people's sight, he suddenly exerted force and threw it out .

"Quick, run away!"

Schemael urged anxiously.

The golden light came so quickly, but the Fire Dragon, which had been prepared for a long time, displayed a terrifying agility that did not match its huge body. It just deflected flexibly, and the golden holy spear rubbed its wings The edge flew into the sky.

"Missed?"

"It didn't hit!"

The faces of the Crusader cavalry, who were still full of expectations, were replaced by strong disappointment.

"how is this possible!"

"That's the legendary Holy Spear."

"Have we lost God's favor?"

The Saracen cavalry on the opposite side cheered as if they had won a victory.

"Your gods have forsaken you."

"This is the will of the holy fire!"

Lothar returned to the horseback. He looked at the surprised eyes of everyone, raised his unscathed arm, and shouted: "If God's will is not willing to make this shot fail, then this shot is A sure shot!"

next second.

A golden light flashed across the sky.

Like a shooting star across the night sky.

The great sun falling into the sky.

Master Shemail, who was sitting on the dragon saddle, was so startled by the sudden blazing light that he suddenly turned his head, and had no time to react.

boom--

The golden light penetrated the fire dragon's body from top to bottom, and the rain-like blood ignited into clusters of flames the moment it fell into the sky.

The cheers of the Saracen cavalry died away.

Instead, the loud shouts of the Crusaders cavalry: "This is the will of the heavenly father. The heavenly father wants this shot to hit the dragon, and the dragon will be pierced by the holy spear!"

At this moment, no one doubted that the holy gun in Lothar's hand was the legendary gun of Longinus.

Even Gerald jumped off his horse in a hurry, knelt on the ground and prayed devoutly.

Beside him, Roger, who had a good personal relationship with him, just said in a low voice: "Repent, I won't tell anyone about your previous blasphemy, but you have to apologize for your groundless suspicion." And repent."

(End of this chapter)