Vol 17 Chapter 187: Change

The mountain of God under the sun seems to be more and more holy, and sitting at the end of the mountain road, Iyeta under the bell tower is like a god, and on both sides is his subordinate, and he is facing him at the moment. In the distant mountains, on the 'passage of the sky', countless believers are more like pilgrimages, step by step upwards.
Ieta’s feeling at this time is very comfortable. It is the comfort he has not felt for hundreds of years. With a slight squint, under the warm sun, the former inquisition director, the current pope, can’t be ordinary people. The way of understanding, bursting out of his own heart - just like the chair under him, this was only after he became a pope, and he was here for the first time; and everyone's first time It’s always so meaningful and memorable.
Especially when countless people are kneeling on the ground, a more special taste rises from the heart of the current pope, and he feels intoxicated -
Only this is a beginning, a great starting point, after which I will be the whole of Lorante!
In the heart of Iyeta, his true thoughts emerged. If he had some hesitation or restraint before yesterday, but at this moment, when he had completed his young wish, Iyeta thought he could Having such an idea may be ambition.
Look at this old guy!
I will do things you can never do!
I made such an oath, but when I thought of an old guy, after dying, I swayed on the entire mountain of God, and Ieta frowned.
"Your Majesty. Do you have anything?"
Zola, who used to be the messenger to visit Shakespeare's headquarters, came to Ieta in two steps. The whispered question - the archbishop of the new red dress, now with his allegiance to become the pope, the status is already as stable as the mountains, those gossips, already disappeared with the ascension yesterday Traced; and those who seem to be obsessed with him, all entered the Inquisition, where there will naturally be people who understand and serve them.
Of course. If he can, he really wants to throw all of the guys who have been rude to him and the priest in the past, but it is not a place where the Archbishop of Red can get involved - not just him. Even the adult who is loyal to him, there is no way to there; although it is nominally obeying the dispatch of the Holy See. But in fact it is already independent; even if it is still above the mountain of God, it is the same in the depths of the Inquisition.
However, he believes that with the power of the loyalty of the adult, all of them will sooner or later return to the Holy See.
Before that, or what he always needs to do. Just wait, and give all the loyalty to the adults in front of you.
"Nothing, after the morning prayers are over, clean the road from the inner court to the foot of the mountain!"
"Yes, Your Majesty!"
Affirmative answer. Zola's respectful fall to the ground - this is not a difficult thing for him, although the cleaning of the mountain is on the seventh day of each month. The days after the great mass, but this does not mean that he will ask questions; at this moment, Zola’s heart has already been clear.
Everything the adult told him is everything he needs to do; and doubts are not included.
"Your Majesty, those families have sent information through churches everywhere and need our support!"
After Zola returned to the column, a man dressed in the same red archbishop said - this is a normal, but tall man, even the cardinal's robes can't block his strong body. At this moment, in the ordinary appearance, there is a trace of solemnity; giving a feeling that even ordinary can not be ignored.
"This is the next day? Are they too anxious? Or do we think we are idiots?"
Iyeta couldn't help but sneer, his words were very rude, but it made the following people convinced that no one was present, including Yieta, no one was a fool; for these days in Lorante What happened, the heart is almost the same as the mirror; not only clear, but also plain and clear; after all, the cause of the original, that is, they were led by the adult under their eyes.
For that, the plan can achieve such an effect, each of them is extraordinarily happy - although there are some gaps with the original purpose, but it has achieved better results, this is enough; as for the other? Do they still need to be scrupulous or worried?
Let's play, play, and mess up into a pot of porridge, it is when we debut!
This is the most real thought in the hearts of every Holy See person present—and it is too normal for all of them to return to the original or Ieta’s men. Without such an idea, it is Strange groaning.
"Your Majesty, do you need to give them a lesson?"
The archbishop of the ordinary red dress, when he said this, did not reduce the solemnity of his face; however, Iyeta could not be infected by the expression expressed by the other side, sitting in the chair, he was straight. A wave of hands, very simply said: "No, even a dog, you need a bone; before you give the bones, wave the whip, then let the dogs escape with the tail, I don't want this; after all, What we need is a group of loyal dogs, not a funeral dog!"
"Anwar, you go to the churches around and let them hold them! No need for any reason, just hold them!"
"Yes, Your Majesty!"
The name is Anwar, and the ordinary red archbishop answered with respectful respect; then he paused and said: "The holy knight who chased the dragon of Shaker failed."
"Failed? How did it fail?"
Iyeta snorted, and then immediately replied to normal, calmly asked.
"It was cut by a sharp blade and burned by the flame. It ended almost in two or three minutes, and there was no live!"
Archbishop of Anwar Red. The brief will happen outside the suburbs of Dude, and the experience of the pseudo-sacred knights is repeated; and such an explanation. Although very brief, it is enough to attract people's attention; those who are lying on the ground, although not whispering, but the body's unnatural twisting is enough to explain their heart at the moment.
For the sacred knights that they created by the adults, each of them has seen it - although there is no small gap between the sacred knights that have disappeared in the long history, but the quantity makes up for the quality. This new sacred knight's squad is definitely not to be underestimated, especially when some people who are skeptical have tried, their ability has been affirmed.
Iyeta is not a 'dictator'. On the contrary, he will give all who follow him a feeling of 'mighing the Lord'. The most basic thing is that when he faces the problem, he will express his opinion. Then let everyone express their opinions and finally prove with one fact what to do - although it turns out that I still have to choose Ieta’s opinion, but at that time, all people will no longer have objections. .
However, after a long time. Returning to the people of Hista, he developed a less good habit—they no longer made their own statements, but just waited for Ieta to make a decision; because every time Iyeta is correct They even made comments. It is also wrong, it is better to choose the final correct statement.
This may be the ultimate goal of Ieta. Moreover, he did not feel that there was anything wrong, just like this moment - Iyeta glanced at the commotion around him, gently patted the armrest of the back of the chair - "啪", all the people They all returned to normal, they were obeying; Ieta retracted his gaze with satisfaction, and then he again asked: "The burning of the flame? What kind of flame? What about Blanc?"
Ieta still has considerable confidence in the sacred knights that I have built. At the very least, he does not think that ordinary flames can be destroyed. In fact, the armor, except for the sacred fire, can cause limited damage. The apostle of the general flame talent, even after reaching the level of the day, the difficulty of breaking the armor is extremely high; it is impossible to burn without a long time.
But now it is the end of the battle in two or three minutes, which makes Ieta's mind involuntarily appear one of his old rivals: the sacred tower tower owner Blanc - for this old Opponent, Iyeta's resentment is not much less than that of Old John and Old Ward. After all, if it wasn't for the other party, how could the Holy See lose such a big face, even Old John and Old Ward could not even personally It is a cage bird.
"It's similar to the lord of the sacred tower, but not the same! According to the news, the burning of the flame has a fairly rapid ability to spread. As long as it is in contact with each other, a breath can cover 300 sacred knights. The result of the battle has already been determined!" Anwar recalled the photos he saw, and he had already summarized his own experience with his description of the scene. Then he put forward his own guess based on his own memories: "And that People, the flames used in the mountain are a bit like!"
"What, what!"
There was an exclamation on the field immediately, even if Iyeta was there, it was impossible for these people to suppress their voices. For that person, they are too fresh to remember; it is like a nightmare when they return to dreams at midnight. From time to time, they are visiting their dreams, even if they are pious prayers, they can't heal their fears. In the pale face, there are only memories that can't be thought of.
On that day, the sky was dark, and the figure of one person and one sword had already been magnified to countless times. In the golden pupil, there was the same flame - the flames and the sky, the blade was cracked; the dead body began from the bottom of the mountain and continued along the top of the mountain. Stacked on both sides, and in front of the cathedral, it is even more bloody.
All the people above the Grand Bishop began to fight, and then removed the individual, all died!
The name of the individual was banned by the Holy See, and all the people called it 'that person' - and outside the world, he had another name: Juggernaut, Lorante's Juggernaut!
Snapped!
Ieta once again took a handrail; however, the strength of this time was too big to know how many times, and the sound was almost echoing under the entire clock tower.
"His Majesty!"
All the people who are kneeling at the same time shouted at the same time.
"Your fear is your shame! You are the people of God, under the glory of God. Your honor will let you rise to heaven forever!" Ieta is like a sinking water. Those who are kneeling in front of him have lower heads and almost touch the ground; but each of them dares to lift a little.
"Yes, Your Majesty!"
The unified answer did not give Eyeta a sense of satisfaction. After he snorted, he continued to look at Anwar and asked: "How is the effect of the wanted order?"

Very good!

Anwar is also in the crowd. However, the solemnity of this face always makes it possible to divide it into an extra side, especially when all this is chilling, there is an extraordinary manifestation, even if it is Yeta. Ming knew that Anwar was born like this, and he did not hesitate to calm down the angry heart. He quietly listened to Anwar’s report.
"There are some hidden glory in various places. Most of them are eager to move, and some of them exist on the top of the day, but they are still missing! However, with the spread of such information, they are only a matter of time. !"
Anwar’s answer was one word, which made Ieta’s mood a little better. Therefore, he said that it is secret to the existence of the Japanese glory and below, but what is secret for the people of the legendary world: "Those guys, all the turtles have shrunk to the bridge on the other side, want to wait for them Come out. I don't know what year and month! But these troubles are enough for the guy to have a headache!"
"Hey. Kill it, kill it, one day you will become the dog of the family."
Once again, I snorted, Iyerta said, and when I said this, there was a smile in his mouth. This smile was so proud - after all, there was no one in the year. The plan implemented by the teacher is the same for someone else!
However, this smug smile was solidified and stagnant in the next moment -
boom!
In the distance, where the line of sight is out of reach, the knives of a smashing smack pass by.
The thick, heavy, oppressive, cutting all the knife gas, still separated by such a distance, the remaining trace, although unusually bleak, but it crossed this distance, straight to the mountain Where Iyeta did it.
"Guarding!"
Countless people who were lying on the ground immediately shouted and stood up, blocking the sword.
Then, the blood fluttered and the body was broken.
That bleak knife is still so bleak, but there is no stopping; just when the Holy See still wants to block this slash, Ieta shouted: "Get out!"
The body in the left half withered at a speed visible to the naked eye. The protruding fist is better like a sly claw; but the right half is smooth as usual, as if it were a baby.
Hey!
A slap in the air, and this ordinary claw came into contact; unexpectedly did not sound a deafening big bang, but a subtle, unspeakable sound; then, everything disappeared without a shadow Trace - that a faint knives are gone, and the whole person of Iyeta has returned to normal.
"Your Majesty, the gods are mighty!"
The people of the Holy See once again squatted on the ground and shouted loudly; therefore, they did not see that they had recovered from the sleeves of Yieta and restored the normal left palm. A small wound of less than an inch was being pulled out. A trace of blood.
Iyeta sat in the chair and looked up at the distance, as if to echo the gaze. After a cloud rolling exhibition, there was a huge figure that could be clearly seen here. Spreading wings and heads, they made a burst of dragons -
Roar!
The air current hit the earth, and the snoring caused the believers in prayer to look back, and then was brought to the ground by the sudden airflow.
Boom! Boom! Boom!
The big clock on the bell tower rang in the strong airflow; and under the bell tower, Iyeta frowned, and the rest of the Holy See’s faces were scared, uneasy or simply shouted by the Great God –
"It is that person, he is coming! He is coming again!"
boom!
The voices have not yet fallen, and these shouting people have been blown up into a shoal of minced meat. Iyeta has taken back his right palm and said coldly: "It’s unbearable! Oh, it’s just the Shak’s dragon, not his teacher!"
Then, after the incumbent pope once again glanced around, he said, "Anwar, Zola, bring the Holy Knights, and go to the dragon of Shak!"
"Yes, Your Majesty!"
Without any hesitation, the two red archbishops replied with a compliment.
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Glorious Canyon ~EbookFREE.me~ Ye Qi uses the knives as a fulcrum, standing there breathlessly, he looks up and looks at the glorious canyon that has been more than doubled, the confused face - in use After the specialty [Dragon Language], he tried again. When he first used [Wings of the Sun], the feeling of physical strength was even stronger. After all, he was not as legendary as before. The support of the physique and many specialties.
After moving a little, Ye Qi picked up the knives again and looked at the opposite side - the unknown phantom, from the original distance of 30 yards, has reached the place where he is less than five yards, the other side Lift the left hand without the sword and move forward slightly.
"The winner, get glory!"
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