After becoming a disciple of the Pope

Countless ordinary spirit beasts that have been bitten, howled in pain under the erosion of the plague, gradually lost their sanity, even closed their sea of ​​consciousness, and were forced to isolate their spiritual connection with their masters, like walking corpses, in the moonrise The sunset alternated between day and night, driven by invisible pressure, rushing towards the Holy See's parade from all directions.

They quickly shuttled through the terrified crowd, ignoring the ordinary humans who were completely different from themselves, but overwhelmed the spirit beasts following their masters, attacking, biting, and injecting the plague into the bodies of the spirit beasts from their wounds. Assimilating with himself, he could only helplessly become a member of the red-eyed beast tide.

The beast horde spread so fast and violently that it came out of nowhere. People had no choice but to scream in anger and scream. They could only watch the spirit beasts who used to be like close partners all day and night. As the night fell, it was stained with bright red blood. It opened its bloody mouth wide, exposing its sharp fangs, unscrupulously exuding a murderous and ferocious aura, roaring, and might pounce on it anytime, anywhere to bite its own throat!

"God! What happened? Why didn't my spirit beast obey my orders?!"

"How could there be a beast tide in the imperial capital! Who is playing a prank! This joke is not funny at all!"

"Don't be stupid, run away—"

"Help! Help me—someone—"

As the hordes of beasts flooded onto the main parade road with dense crowds, the terrified crowd began to become chaotic, and the order was completely disrupted. Countless screams, curses, and mourning spread like an explosion. The dim halo of the moon completely replaced the afterglow of the setting sun. The darkness enveloped everyone, reflecting their faces as pale as paper, full of panic and terror.

In the confusion, whoever shouted first: "Go to the Holy See convoy! His Majesty the Pope will protect us! Go quickly—"

Like suddenly grabbing a piece of driftwood in desperation, the panicked crowd suddenly had a backbone, and rushed to the direction of the convoy where the Pope and the Holy Son were. Even those who had no intention of doing so were pushed away by the torrent of people. Pushing forward, in front of the beast tide, being alone may mean death.

An unprecedented catastrophe broke out in the imperial capital who was accustomed to a life of comfort and luxury. The frenzied animal swarm was like a wild wolf driving a flock of sheep, chasing after the fleeing crowd leisurely.

The densely packed convoy of people heading for the Holy See flocked like crazy. Except for some of the cavaliers guarding the convoy, the cavaliers who were scattered at other main roads were scattered by the terrified crowd before they had time to organize an effective defensive formation. Outside the crowd, he couldn't get close to His Majesty the Pope, and could only fall into a bitter battle with the frenzied herd.

It has to be said that the person who initiated this disaster chose the best time. The unarmed and weak crowd became the best cover for the beast hordes, and they could attack unscrupulously. Only passive defense.

With the escalation of the situation, the convoy where the Pope is in has become the center of the storm. It is tightly blocked by the crowds coming from all directions, and it is difficult to move an inch. There are noisy shouts in the ears. The main road has been completely paralyzed, and the scene is in chaos. .

The wind that came from nowhere was blowing more and more violently, engulfing fine falling snow, making people's eyes foggy, and the frost was scraping on the cheeks like a knife, cutting Yezheng's long silver hair into messy strands The lines dance wildly in the whistling wind and snow.

Ye Zheng's condensed face seemed to be carved by a carving knife, his muscles were slightly swollen, his cheekbones were stretched into a prominent and clear shape, his deep and dark pupils watched the turbulent black tide, and the berserk beasts were in front of him. From far to near in the field of vision, the red eyes became clearer and clearer under the moonlight.

He firmly held the scepter in his hand, which symbolized the supreme faith, with a solemn and calm expression, without any signs of panic. He stood quietly in place, like an eternal lighthouse, standing forever in the raging storm Not falling, conveying a force of stability and perseverance to everyone.

The moment he raised the scepter, all eyes focused on him, and a magnificent and powerful aura of holy light erupted from him. In an instant, it frightened the herd of beasts outside who were trying to attack inward, and all kinds of chaos As if frozen, there was a sudden silence in the field.

At the same time, on top of a tall clock tower, two pairs of eyes were gloomyly staring in this direction.

"Are you crazy?! Do you know what you are doing?! This is your so-called last resort?" Feng Gan, who was one of the accomplices of this disaster, couldn't believe it after seeing everything that happened in front of him. Staring at the collaborator hiding in the shadows, his emotions almost fell into mania, "It was clearly agreed that it was only to block the support of the Cavaliers and assassinate Ye Shaoqing alone! Look at what you have done!? How dare you even teach Zongdu together? Do you want to destroy the imperial capital and the Holy See?! Even if you succeed, there is only a ruined temple of light left, what’s the use of coming here?!”

To be deceived by this hypocritical guy!

The air-dried forehead has bulging veins, and his whole face is as green as moss in a stinky ditch. The anger and shock of being deceived is venting hysterically to the other party. If at this time, he still naively believes that the other party is sincerely cooperating with him, in order to make the future Pushing himself to the Pope's throne, he spent more than 20 years of deliberate planning, but he lived on a dog!

"What is your purpose? For so many years, everything you have worked hard for has been ruined today. What the hell are you going crazy?! I want to terminate the cooperation with you! I order you, let me go now! Your monsters are back to normal! Do you hear that?!"

"Everything that has been painstakingly worked out?" The image of the person in the dark seemed to have heard some ridiculous joke, and suddenly laughed wildly. The hoarse laughter seemed grotesque and penetrating in the howling wind and snow, and it was unbearably harsh.

"Hehehe, what do you know, you short-sighted, stupid and despicable fur kid?" The figure sneered, "I have planned carefully for so many years and waited so hard for so many years, just for today! My greatness, like you Blindfolded by ambition, an idiot who is free and ruthless but has no matching mind and ability, how can he understand."

His dry face was red and white alternately, his eyes were bloodshot with anger, and he gritted his teeth, but he couldn't find a word to refute. His mind was full of the fierce and bloody scene under the bell tower, and even ominous sounds came from the direction of the palace.

What he wants is the status and authority of the legitimate successor of the Pope!What you want is to get the approval and recognition of that person!What is important is that the believers believe in themselves as devoutly as they worship the gods!

Instead of destroying the Temple of Light like now, leaving myself alone in the killing and terror!

Not to mention being nailed to the pillar of shame by angry believers after the truth was revealed, and becoming a sinner through the ages in the long history of the empire and the Holy See!

Seeming to see what he was thinking, the figure looked at him mockingly and said, "It's really childish. Since ancient times, the supreme power has been paved with blood and bones. So what if you kill Ye Shaoqing? As long as the rights Still in His Majesty's hand, he can still find a second, third Ye Shaoqing, and you can keep killing? Don't forget, not long ago, Your Majesty crushed your party members so much that they couldn't lift their heads. You Do you really think that if you kill Ye Shaoqing, His Majesty will favor you? Let me tell you what is their relationship."

With a strange smile, Hei Ying walked up to Feng Gan and whispered a few words in his ear. Feng Gan's face changed drastically in an instant, and he stared at him incredulously with the eyes of a madman, both angry and ridiculous: "Nonsense! Absolutely impossible! You say Ye Shaoqing is his lover? What are you kidding?"

Hei Ying laughed loudly, and sarcastically said: "That's the truth, believe it or not, since His Majesty the Pope took back His Highness the Holy Son, the two have entered and exited together, and slept in the same room every night. This is His Majesty's bedroom." All the attendants know about it, and there are people who have heard them making out with their own ears, and besides, don’t you think it’s too much for His Majesty to dote on His Highness the Son, just as far as master and disciple are concerned?”

A certain hidden corner of Fenggan's heart was almost collapsed under the opponent's language offensive. What he firmly believed in was completely destroyed overnight, and the whole person swayed in a daze. He could only barely support himself by leaning on the wall. The heavy weight that keeps on pressing.

Feng Gan's entire face was contorted, and his eyes were terribly dark: "Heh...haha... I have never been able to figure out how I am inferior to Ye Shaoqing. I didn't expect that he got to the throne by climbing onto His Majesty's bed. Yes! It's ridiculous--very ridiculous!"

Feng Gan raised his head and stared at him, and said coldly: "What are you going to do? Betray the Holy See, betray the Pope, is it to sit in that position for yourself? You have betrayed the faith and the gods! The holy scepter and the holy scepter It is impossible for a beast to recognize you!"

"That's why I say you're stupid." The man shook his head slowly, revealing a pair of black and almost fanatical eyes in the shadows, "Who said I betrayed my faith and gods? On the contrary, it wasn't me who betrayed me! The Pope and the Holy Son! All I have done today is to follow the oracle of the gods, to punish the traitor who has stolen the Pope's position in human skin, and let the real god come to the world again!"

Feng Gan was shocked all over, staring at him dumbfounded, he could hardly believe his ears.

"The real god...re...comes again?!"

The convoy not far from the bell tower was protected by the holy light. However, where the holy light could not shine, there were still countless dense beasts swarming out, urged by some kind of increasingly strong order, towards the crowded place. The crowd launched an offensive without fear of death!

All of a sudden, blood and flesh splattered, screams rang out, the number of injuries suddenly increased, and the death was so fast that the priests almost had no time to cast healing techniques. Soon, the alien beasts that had been completely controlled by the killing became stronger and stronger, gradually They are no longer afraid of the Holy Light, they don't care about the injury or death of themselves or their companions, even if they are stepping on the corpses, they must go in the direction of Ye Zheng and Ye Shaoqing, and lay down their lives to attack them one after another...