Chapter 939: Thirteen. Weakness and Strength (13)

Cloth shoes rub against the carefully polished floor with a rustling sound, and the dignified breath continues to extend downward with the pace.
"How is the exploration going?"
Walking in the middle of the queue, the middle-aged man wearing a triple crown asked softly. Although he was asking questions, he did not look at anyone. The guide in front, the attendants and men behind him, the finely carved carvings on both sides of the corridor and the guards bowing salute did not enter the man's sight.
No one was dissatisfied or doubtful about this.
As the leader of an organization, or a great man with ambitious goals waiting for him to achieve, his sight should not be entangled with trivial trivial matters. He must look farther than others, and must focus more on ordinary people. Insight first.
"Five teams have been sent in a row, and no one has returned so far. I'm afraid... all martyred. Teached."
"You don't have to be sad for them. They are willing to be the cornerstones for achieving ambitious goals. I believe that soldiers with strong beliefs will surely ascend into the kingdom of heaven with a smile."
There is no ups and downs in the words of encouragement, nor the weight of life should be treated, only the formal encouragement is left, and the formulation of the understatement. No one in the team behind questioned it, but the reporter replaced the soldiers who did not know what they felt when they died with the same formulaic tone, thanking Pope Yan for his pity.
The promenade finally came to an end, and the guide nodded to the guards standing on both sides of the gate. The two guards quickly took out the key, inserted it into the key hole on the back, and rotated in both directions.
The iron door that is 5 meters wide opens to the outside. In the heavy rolling sound, a steam leaks out of the door. As the white mist slowly spreads, the deepest and most hidden secrets of the church are presented to the nobles. before.
('Second Holy City'... This is really an interesting name.)
Gregory V's majestic face sneered.
The so-called "Second Holy City", in a nutshell, is a fortress buried deep underground in Ymir.
Hidden in the depth of 100 meters underground, including the main and auxiliary floors, a total of 88 floors, important areas are also covered with metal armor cover protection. Coupled with the introduction of steam organs in recent years and a large number of words and graphics on the surface of magical operation devices, a majestic and sacred atmosphere was brewed throughout the facility. Even the steam that leaks from time to time adds a mysterious atmosphere like an altar to this underground world.
Rooted under Imir, and titled "Second Holy City", this facility, which is filled with religious breath, is the most unexistent existence of faith. Is this accidental irony or malicious mocking? ?
In fact, there is not only one similar facility, but the "Second Holy City" is the largest and the source of similar facilities. Therefore, contradictions and satire have become particularly strong here.
After all, the goal of "Second Holy City" is-
"...It seems smooth."
Looking up at the magnificent light traversing the steam and the geometric lines, Gregory V snorted.
The blue and white light shimmers, the divine light that interferes with the laws of physics-the light of Mana is flowing in the entire underground space, and the unprecedented huge figure is showing a little bit.
If there is a magician on the scene, he may collapse to the ground in surprise, wondering whether his sanity is normal.
Strategic attack technique.
It is regarded as the highest level of confidential protection in various countries. Even military personnel can only have a glimpse of their appearance. At least one hundred six-level magicians are required to launch this type of spell. Once launched, it can easily cause tens of thousands or even hundreds of thousands of casualties.
The three-dimensional magic array, which is now slowly forming, is the church's secret and perfect strategic-level attack technique and gravity interference magic "bottomless abyss". It can cause large-scale gravity disorder within the specified range and destroy the target with gravity storm.
Including divine agents, any goal will return to nothingness.
This technique was developed from the beginning to annihilate the agent. The church had a long-term idea of ​​getting rid of the mother goddess and building a world. But this is by no means an overnight success, and as long as there is a trace of clues, the entire Holy See will die without burial. So while they suppressed their ambitions and continued to obey the instructions of the mother god, they were preparing to change the power of the gods in a very secret state.
In hundreds of years, we have developed and perfected a strategic attack technique capable of destroying the agents of the Divine Will, and built an underground fortress that can guarantee the operation of the technique. He will not hesitate to introduce technology contrary to the doctrine into it, and transform the sacred city into a god. The fortress city of the Apostles-all for the purpose of achieving a near falsehood. The obsession, ambition, and madness are absolutely understandable.
But if arrogance can achieve success, then it is a great cause, and if a fool can achieve a great cause, it is a great man who is persevering.
Nowadays, Gregory V is standing before the last threshold, only the last step, the long-cherished wish of the church for hundreds of years, and the goal he has pursued for decades is about to be achieved.
"...What a joy."
Looking up at the three-dimensional magic array, Gregory V burst out a kind smile, just like his father waiting for the birth of a newborn.
He was so intoxicated that he couldn't extricate himself so much that he didn't even notice it, and the eyes behind him mixed with disdain, jealousy and resentment pinned his back.
One hour and 54 minutes before the attack was launched.
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"...The way we should go has been pointed out."
The men in armour stood upright with their helmets swaying, and the swaying candlelight illuminated the firm faces, and the strong burning fragrance wafted in the air.
"The heresy against the absolutely unique truth has appeared before us. This is a trial for our believers, and it is the only way to the kingdom of God."
A heavy, absolute, ecstatic and fanatical voice spread across the underground.
"At this moment is the time when our beliefs come together, stupid rebels against the truth, we do not need to expect the confession of the stupid, we just need to focus on lowering the punishment for heresy."
In the misty incense smoke, the priest with a smoke mask looked like a twisted skeleton. I saw this skeleton-like man raising his hands high.
"This is'Holy War!'"
The roar spread instantly.
When I was young, I was bathing in heretics, expelling heresies, and sharpening martial arts and magic day and night, only for the men who could devote themselves to faith one day when they heard that word, it seemed that there was a current flowing through their bodies, breathing and burning coca. The paralyzed brain responded to the smoke from the leaves of the alkali plant.
"...Annihilate the enemy."
Some people murmured in the lineup. There is no objective and rational, only the trance to persuade oneself. Hearing this whisper, everyone nodded in agreement.
"...Annihilate the enemy."
The other man chatted with it, and it only took a moment. The whispers quickly spread. In the sound of each one, the crazy determination overflowed, and several fists were raised.
"Holy war..."
"Holy war."
"Holy war!"
Holy war! ! Holy war! ! Holy war! ! Holy war! ! Holy war! ! Holy war! ! Holy war! ! Holy war! ! Holy war! ! Holy war! ! Holy war! !
Fists and swords held high above the roof~EbookFREE.me~ The shadow of the candlelight stretched and twisted with the roaring waves, and the shadow of the crowd projected on the wall looked like a monster with countless arms and weird limbs. The burning joy made the air seem to burn.
According to doctrine, suicide is an absolutely prohibited act of blasphemy. And death for the battle of faith is one of the few rewards and a clear redemption. Therefore, fighting against them is extremely joyful, and the more clearly you feel the pain, the more you can enhance their fanaticism. Without fear, he launched a brave and jade-rushed charge towards all the enemies, without fear of casualties and pain, and continued to strike forward until he swallowed his last breath or died with the terrified enemy.
They were fully immersed in the stimulus of the coming of the Holy War and felt the excitement with all their heart.
Therefore, these warriors had no effort to confirm what kind of enemy the target was, nor did they notice that the priests and priests looked at their indifferent eyes as if they were the dead.