quicksilver blood

Chapter 466 As expected
There was a tidy shout like a mountain roar and a tsunami.

The eyes of thousands of believers were burning with pale fanaticism, and they raised their hands and shouted the same name in unison:
"Roland! Saint Laurent!"

"Roland! Saint Laurent!"

"Roland! Saint Laurent!!"

As if to crack the earth, as if to shatter the sky—

The buildings vibrated slightly amid the shouts, which were enough to make the hearts of those who approached go numb.

Everyone's voice was drowned in the thunderous roar that swept over everything, and even if they shouted hard, they couldn't hear their own voices.

Their faces were flushed with excitement, their whole bodies were trembling with excitement, their heads were extremely hot, and a feeling of violent swelling like drunkenness quickly slid up the spine to the back of the head.

Everything in front of them seemed to be gradually becoming blurred, and their vision slowly drew closer. Only Roland's figure was locked in the center of their vision, which was extremely clear.

When they saw the archbishop trying to sacrifice himself and blow up Roland to death, the people cried out anxiously; when they saw Roland stabbing the outspoken bishop to death with a sword, the people cheered excitedly.When Roland deprived the bishop of his grace, people's enthusiasm reached its peak.

Only the pope and the gods can deprive believers of their charism.After Roland made such a move, his identity was beyond doubt.

People shouted excitedly and raised their hands to praise Roland.As for what they came to do in the first place, what they really wanted, it doesn't matter at all by now.

Follow the call of the collective, follow the steps of the collective.They just followed the people around them, and everything went on in such a chaotic and orderly manner.

It can be said that it is not thousands of believers who are following Roland at this time, but a group—a group composed of pure fanatics.

No one would doubt that even the most elite knights would stop charging in front of these fanatics.

The unreasonable trust that recognizes all the fallacies in the world is enough to explode the most powerful force.Death can't stop them, even if they are blocked by legions that are several times their size or even dozens of times their size, they will never back down.

At this moment, Roland's scorching personal will has been deeply baked into their brains.

Never question.never back down.Never fail.

Adhering to this belief, even if they have not received any systematic training, under Roland's command, they can still become elite soldiers capable of tearing everything apart.

Just as the fanatics were slowly approaching like a tsunami, calling out the same name in unison, Roland stopped in front of the door of the domed cathedral, and raised his right hand without looking back.

Like a marching guard of honor, the fanatics following Roland stopped and shouted neatly.

The first second was advancing with an unstoppable attitude like a tsunami, and the next second was complete silence, not even a single noise.

This change from extremely dynamic to extremely static is enough to produce the strongest visual impact.

It's like a thunderous waterfall hovering in the air, or a huge wave that has been rising high subsided in an instant, without even a trace of ripple.

The faces of the cardinals who watched this scene from the windows of the domed cathedral were pale and completely lost their blood.

Their hearts were beating violently, and the intense beating sound could even be heard with their ears.The fists were clenched unconsciously, and the nails were completely pierced into the flesh without feeling it.

"He... this is..."

Osseth's voice trembled, and he couldn't even utter a complete sentence.

Kasaka looked gloomy and breathed heavily.The expressions of the other cardinals were different, but roughly the same.

The enemy is stronger than imagined.

The foreigner from the country has usurped the will of the whole city.Although those lambs are theoretically powerless to make any impact on the final result, that's only in theory.

Anyone with a discerning eye could see that they were completely insane.The actions of a madman are completely unpredictable.

What if they did attack the Dome?What if they force that bumpkin into the Pope?
The Pope's ring can deprive any believer of his charism.Even the Board of Cardinals was nothing more than a dozen mortals in front of Roland.Compared with the sea of ​​fanatics at this time, the prestige and contacts they usually accumulate are not worth mentioning at all.

No matter in which aspect, they are at an absolute disadvantage.

There have even been a few cardinals considering whether they can keep their current status after switching to the new pope.

After seeing those crazy believers, they are convinced that the new Pope has some ability to tamper with the will of others.That being the case, the support they have won through various means is nothing but a joke.The will of those partners could at any moment be turned against the new Pope.

"It's the same as Jupiter IV again... Is it true that they are the only ones who can become Pope..."

Kasaka read bitterly.

However, Cardinal Guderian seemed to have thought of something at this time, and was suddenly taken aback.

"No! Everyone, no!"

He shouted loudly, focusing the attention of the other cardinals: "Our new pope is indeed powerful. But we are not without chance!"

"... What are you still thinking about?"

Kasaka's voice was hoarse: "Open your eyes and look at the outside world—look at the people who support the new Pope, count their numbers and talk about your delusions."

"Kasaka, my brother, I am not joking."

However, Guderian had a serious face. He walked over excitedly and put his hands on Kasaka's shoulders: "That Suze guy overlooked one thing! One thing he never thought of!"

As he cast his eyes on Xila, the cardinals around him all showed a look of sudden realization.

"That's right! We still have our dear warrior! A man of pure justice who dares to argue with the Pope——Cardinal Sira!"

Guderian shouted in a high-pitched voice like an opera: "We still have our dear brothers! No one can question the sanctity of Sira! He is noble, resolute, and wise! He is simply the leader given to us by Tyre! Ten thousand generations Patriarch!"

"That's right! We are not denying the rationality of the new Pope's identity! We just admit that Xila has the same level of authority as the Pope! An authority personally recognized by Tyre!"

One by one, the cardinal's eyes became firmer.

Yes... this is the last resort.

If that hillbilly had it all in his hands, he'd ruin it all!He knows nothing, knows nothing!
Whether it's some unspeakable rules in the Holy City or some rigid laws that stick to the rules, he doesn't know anything!That young man named Roland will definitely mess everything up!
Syrah is different.Xi La is their brother, and they pushed him to this supreme position with their own hands!If the new Pope wants to do something against them, Sira will definitely stop him——

However, Xi La only smiled gently, acquiescing to this honor.

(End of this chapter)