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The sound of the explosion naturally disturbed the Youshu cultists in the city.

From a distance, the fire prevention girl noticed the believers in black cloth robes. After seeing the mighty army, they jumped down from the tower and wanted to go to the city to report the news, but they were called out by the elite crossbowmen one by one.

The fire girl was in no hurry to go to the chapel of purification.

She would not take action personally, intending to see what this army's attack would look like. The black knights also stayed in place quietly, not intending to intervene in this battle.

Although the Netherworld Church is a bunch of crooked people, either maggots who are afraid of fire, or priests who have mastered a little bit of Netherworld magic, they probably won't be able to withstand Lothrik's all-round attack for long.

The fire prevention girl is not too worried about the action of destroying the deep church, but there is a saying that is good.

Come all come.

have a look.

Chapter 68 The banquet is open! Open the banquet! (3k)

"Boom!"

The flames hit the city wall, and the deadly high temperature burned the bricks red. The scorching filaments wandered from the fragile connection between the bricks and then found the fire signs, licked forward, and ignited the sacrificial clothes.

The heat flow came into contact with the skin, penetrated the muscles, and penetrated into the bone marrow, adding a burnt smell to the dry body.

But the priest did not dare to move.

Even though his whole body was shaking with pain, and there was a strong burning smell coming from his back, and even though his fingers were deeply dug into the soil and dark blood was constantly leaking out, he still did not dare to move.

"Ahhh!"

A believer couldn't bear the heat from the other side of the city wall and struggled to run forward, trying to escape and take refuge in a residential area.

cough!

Another round of arrows fell, and with the sound of sharp arrows entering flesh, the priest opened his bloodshot eyes.

The front is littered with corpses. Anyone who dares to step into the open area will be nailed to the ground by arrows from outside the city wall. Except for the believer who fled at the beginning, all those who try to step into this dead area They all learned a painful lesson.

Even if you avoid the arrows, you will be smashed into minced meat by the giant arrows falling from the sky.

"Stop attacking!"

The city wall had turned red and was about to melt. Richard issued an order through the data terminal. The spell team's offensive immediately stopped. The flying dragon saw that the team stopped attacking and swallowed back the spray of dragon flames. In front of a former Under the command of the Lothric knight who had ridden the flying dragon, he took off into the sky.

"The knights of war come forward and break down the city gate."

Then the order was given for the war knights to launch an attack.

This foreign product is really easy to use, and the army's reaction time is more than a bit faster.

"Bordeaux."

The tall warrior knight took the order and stepped forward. Breathing cold mist, he held a giant hammer and charged forward.

There was no need to defend, because no one dared to show up and attack. Facing the foehn wind, the power of ice gathered in the giant hammer in his hand, and the sturdy knight rushed to the city gate without any hindrance, and smashed it heavily on the city gate.

Boom!

Ice crystals wrapped around the scorching city wall. Extreme cold and extreme heat collided at this moment. The ice crystals spread, and as the shock wave spread, they covered the other side of the city wall. Under the intertwining of ice and fire, cracks appeared in the several-meter-thick city wall.

The cracks continued to expand and connect with each other, covering the wall.

"Bordeaux!"

Bordeaux roared, swung his heavy hammer again, and knocked on the door.

Boom!

The city wall collapsed.

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"Report!"

With the fire of the spell burning on his body and half of his body burned, the believer hurriedly limped open the church door and ran in. The loud shouts alerted the tombkeeper stationed inside, and he subconsciously took out his hands. knife.

This sudden light pierced the eyes of the slave crawling on the ground.

He was frightened, and the chains he pulled resounded with jingling echoes in the church.

Some bishops were forced to end their meditation, opened their scarlet eyes, and looked at the believer with dissatisfaction. In the quiet, dark church, it looked very scary.

"Quiet!"

The darkness engulfed the slave's body, and Louis reached out his hand to the table, groping back and forth, and then encountered something cold and metallic.

An exquisite candle lamp was picked up. Louis lit the candle and held it in front of him. Under the light of the fire, the withered face appeared in front of the man's eyes.

It was a strange and hollow face.

Under the influence of the long-term dark environment, the skin has become pale, with obvious veins and no trace of blood. The condensed skin has piled up weird tumors all over the face, making the face distorted in a weird and terrifying way.

If it weren't for the gorgeous bishop's crown on his head, the bishop's robe that symbolizes power, and the meticulously combed beard, which proves the noble status of this person, I don't know who would have thought that this was a mutated living corpse from the Punishment Forest.

"This is a deep and quiet place, how is it appropriate to act in a panic?"

Looking at this congregant with half of his legs burned off, Louis not only paid no attention to his injuries, but instead taught him the principles of the church without any mercy.

"Yes, Archbishop Louis."

The devout church believer held a sword to replace the burned leg. He hesitated to speak. He was silent for two seconds and spoke in a deeper voice. However, the pain made it difficult to suppress the voice, which still caused waves in the quiet church. echo.

"That's all."

He shook his head slightly and said to the believer: "Tell me why you came here. If the result is not satisfactory to me, the sewer will be your destination."

"Report to Archbishop Louis that Lothric is attacking the city!"

The cultist said urgently.

"What?"

Louis knew that Lothric was going through a civil war. Even if the winner had been decided, how could he still have the energy to organize an army to expedition here? He didn't believe it.

From the corner of his eye, he glanced at the magic fire that was burning the cultist's body. The light was so distracting. He waved his hand in disgust, and the darkness surged to wash away the flames. He immediately thought it was from the Fortress of France. Gulu didn't know why he was crazy and called over.

"Take us to see it."

With his eyebrows twisted unconsciously, Louis followed the believer out to check. If this person dared to deceive him, he would let him know what the most cruel punishment was.

Raising his arms and using his wide sleeves to block the sun, Archbishop Louis squinted his eyes and looked ahead, seeing the Lothric double dragon flag flying outside the city wall.

"You're really here?"

Arrows were shot round after round at the believers who were preparing to escape from the other side of the city wall. The city wall was burned red, and the heat wave swept over, making the bishops very uncomfortable.

Louis' head suddenly turned. Although he looked down upon these remnants of the Deep Sea Age, he still had some idea of ​​what the Netherworld Church was doing. He really let them come in and find out what the Netherworld Church had done. Killing a thousand times is considered a small amount.

"Let's collect the church's sacred scriptures first."

Louis knew he couldn't panic. He tried his best to avoid the army's long-range shooting range and came to a relatively safe position. It didn't matter if the Lothrik army reached the door. The strong city wall could buy them enough time to evacuate.

"Look, can't a strong city wall still resist them?"

In order to appease everyone's emotions, he pretended to be relaxed.

As Bishop Louis finished speaking, cracks gradually spread in the main body of the city wall from the joints of its fine iron gates, and then collapsed, overwhelming countless congregants who had not yet had time to escape, or who were no longer able to get up from the ground.

The battle knights broke out a road of ice in the flames, leading the Lothric knights to rush towards the main campus.

After a brief absence, Bishop Louis finally realized the seriousness of the problem. He woke up the bishops who had been mentally ill due to long-term meditation, and then said to everyone: "It's okay, this city wall is in disrepair and will be knocked down. It’s also normal.”

"Let's go back first."

While Archbishop Louis directed the congregation to hinder the progress of the knights, he turned around and planned to lead the congregation to collect Eldridge's coffin and leave.

"They are a group of infantry soldiers. Their advance speed is limited. We have plenty of time."

Louis walked quickly and spoke to comfort the congregation. He still had an incomprehensible smile on his face, which made all the bishops feel slightly relieved.

This Lothric knight must have just finished fighting the civil war. His vitality was severely damaged at first sight. Even if you didn't see the siege, you couldn't see the iconic flying dragon.

Archbishop Louis has a certain understanding of the human pus outbreak in Lothric. Those artificial flying dragons with giant souls are probably infected and cannot fly. Can they still send out the flying dragon army?

When they leave and call back Eldridge who devours the gods, what if the Knights of Lothric are still there?

Under the power of the gods, they will all be reduced to ashes and become a part of Lord Eldridge.

"Hurry, open the coffin quickly, let's go to see Saint Eldridge."

Before arriving at the coffin, these bishops, who were either fat or thin, were naturally unable to push the heavy coffin board. Louis ordered the tombkeepers to step forward and prepare to open the coffin, but something unexpected happened.

Boom!

A fine gold arrow flew from a distance, fell from the clouds, penetrated the dome of the church, and hit the center of the church.

"Ahem! What is this?"

Climbing up from the rubble, with the deep light covering his body, Louis dusted off the dust on the bishop's uniform, then picked up the red cloth on the ground, and wiped it with disgust. A fat bishop died and was squeezed by a falling brick. After pressing, a thick red-yellow juice flows out.

Bada~

Something seemed to have landed on the roof of the church. During the vibration, debris fell again and hit his hairless head.

Tick ​​tock~

Blood trailed down his forehead. He raised his head and looked at the hole above.

His eyes met the flying dragon that had poked its head into the church, with flames in its mouth, and its slightly teasing dragon eyes.

How come there are real flying dragons in Lothric?

The corners of Lewis's mouth twitched uncontrollably, and he was about to cry without tears. His dry face finally began to loosen, and he stepped down.

He couldn't stand it any longer.

The fireproof girl smiled.

"Well done."

The windows of the distant church could not withstand the high temperature and burst open, spraying dragon flames continuously. She praised Richard.

"Let's go."

Stretching out her hand, touching the soft fabric, and tugging at the corner of Ashes' clothes, the fireproof girl turned and left.

"Don't watch it?"

Ashes follows the Fire Girl.

"The ending is decided."

There are no surprises. The Bishops of Yousu live up to expectations. They are indeed very good and rubbish. No wonder the church knights and maggots come here as if they were at their own home.

It’s no wonder that Osroes was so confident about building the city of Youshu Church.

"You are solely responsible for the aftermath."

The spiral sword was thrust into the ground, igniting a raging fire. Desperate to wash away the sins of this place, the fire-proof woman threw a holy seal to Richard.

"No one left?"

Richard surveyed the battlefield and saw that every residential area the servant army entered was empty, so he asked for instructions.

The fireproof girl pondered slightly, thinking about what she had seen along the way, and nodded seriously.

"No one from the Deep Church will be left alive."

Chapter 69 Hey, isn’t this Patch? (4k)

Pfft~

After struggling to kill a living corpse, seeing the tumor on his body beginning to pupate, Pachi rolled and crawled around the dry well.

He tripped over a dry vine and fell to the ground. He kept moving backwards to avoid it. Seeing that the insects were about to turn him into a new host, Patch finally hurriedly found a flame pot from his pocket and threw it at the twisted mass. on the maggots.

"Huh~huh~ I'm talking about you guy, are all the knights of Catalina so unwilling to save you?"

Taking a few deep breaths, the man with a shiny bald head put his arms on the ground, turned sideways, and asked Jack Baldo, who was wearing round armor and still leisurely cooking elemental soup.

He had a rather simple face with a friendly smile, and looked at the Catalina knight with twinkling eyes.

"Hmm~"

Sensing the resentful gaze, Jack Baldo ignored it. As far as what he had done before, this person was indeed as bad as the fireproof girl said. He had given the other party a chance, but he did not seize it.