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One thousand and forty-six chapters God's direct son

Lancelot looked at the tall guard who had come back from the dead in disbelief, and Hoan Risson's mysterious smile came from behind: "He looks like an old friend of yours, right?"

Lancelot's voice was poured out by Ho Anlison. Yes, this speeding regeneration ability is like... no, not like, it's exactly the same as Luo You!

"This is a great creature. With the body of a mortal, you can call it a demigod body." Hoanlison seemed not afraid of Lancelot's attack at all, so he walked directly to him and looked at the tall guard with an admiring look. "Depending on the individual, the strength of the demigod body is high and low, and there are many defective products, such as the one I gave to Da Tiangou at the beginning of Sanjiangyuan. But the one in front of you is a perfect creature, and the demigod body is not as good as the original host, but at least it inherits the ability to regenerate speed and a life span that can last forever. Of course, the premise is that there is enough food."

After hearing this, Lancelot was shocked and sweated in a cold sweat, and looked at Hoanlison unwillingly: "Those missing people... were eaten by these monsters..."

Hoan Risen spread his hands and said briskly: "Maybe in a sense, they and the Demigod will live forever."

Lancelot used his sword to stab Hoanlison, but the latter had already seen through everything. He pinched Lancelot's sword tip with two fingers casually, and said calmly: "Now, I give you a chance to be a member of them. I will give you unprecedented strength and an eternal life. How about it?"

Lancelot exerted force suddenly, but found that the sword was as if it was being clamped by iron pliers. He asked with a pale face: "What is all this for?"

Hoanlison looked at Lancelot, his pupils intertwined, and four deep words appeared in his mouth: "My Lord is coming."

"You are blaspheming my lord!" Lancelot used all his strength to pull out his sword, and raised his sword's edge in front of him, and said coldly, "Legislalis, I, one of the twelve round table knights, Lancelot, the Blade of the Pope, will launch a knight duel against you."

Hoanlison's face had a smile as always, and even had a touch of playfulness. He looked into Lancelot's eyes and said in a pretentious manner: "You seem to have misunderstood something, you are no longer a knight."

Lancelot's eyes sterned, and the golden fire that was about to burst out from the divine seal, but he froze...

The divine seal... disappeared...

The symbol of piety, the power of faith, the source of the power of the knight... disappeared...

Lancelot tried his best to activate the divine seal. This should have been easy. He obtained the divine seal at the age of 13, and then he accompanied him day and night, helping him kill countless church enemies. But at this time, it disappeared without a trace, and the power that was once vast and as vast as the ocean seemed to have never appeared.

Just when Lancelot was at a loss, the knights who committed suicide and resurrected came one by one behind Hoanlison. The cross divine seal symbolizing devout faith was surging on them. Hoanlison pointed at his eyebrows and said deeply: "When you betray the legitimate son of God, you will become a vowed person. Do you want to use the power I give you to deal with me?"

Lancelot froze and stared blankly at the divine seals on the knights in front of him. They burned devoutly. The more pious they were, the greater the power they burned. All divine seals had a rule, and they flashed with the divine seals between Hoanlison's eyebrows, as if they were some kind of subordinate.

Suddenly, Lancelot recalled a past event. It was really a distant past event. It had already blurred under the erosion of time, but it was so clearly emerging at this moment.

After seven years of collapse, after the attack of Double Holy Week, in the dark courtroom, the abandoner, Richard, the black-bearded, sat in front of Lancelot with a trembling smile on his face, telling him quietly: "Being shrouded in this belief makes me feel in hell."

Faith, piety, divine seal, vow... For a moment, thousands of past scenes gathered in Lancelot's mind, pointing to a terrifying fact.

lie...

Faith, God's Seal, Knight...The entire Cross Church is a lie...

Must...must tell everyone about this...not just people from the Cross Church!

It must be told to the true "everyone"!

Thinking of this, Lancelot suddenly exerted force, rushed out of the cave and grabbed a horse, and ran away wildly.

Hoanlison was not in a hurry at all. He walked out of the cave like a stroll in the garden, looked at Lancelot, who was gradually distant, and watched him disappear from his sight with a smile, his voice as deep as the sea: "Run, run towards the hope that does not exist."

...

In the main church of the Cross Church, the red-eyed knights were arranged on both sides. The white light of the dome poured down holy, illuminating the armor, illuminating the cross embroidery, illuminating the divine seals in the eyebrows, illuminating everything, but not illuminating the deep darkness in their eyes.

There were people kneeling in front of each knight, most of whom were bishops of all levels of the Holy See, and the cardinal of Lancelot's friend, was also among them. They held the cross on their chests tightly and prayed to the Lord tremblingly.

The sound of crisp footsteps sounded, the gate of the hall opened, and Hoan Risen walked in alone, still wearing the same black knight armor as before, but the outer part was covered with the unicorn Pope's cloak that once belonged to Nero. The cross divine seal burned beside his eyebrows, illuminating the tens of millions of intertwined arcs in his eyes.

The cold footsteps spread across the main church, like the bells of the God-envoy, Hoanlison walked step by step towards the uninhabited Pope throne, and when he finally sat in a position symbolizing the supreme power of the Cross Church, the cardinal kneeling on the ground stared at him silently and said, "You will burn in hell."

Without any words, all the knights raised their hands and fell at the same time. The heads of 67 bishops were cut off together, and blood stained the church hall red, just like scarlet crosses flying on the flag, shining with each other.

In the bitter and fishy wind, Huoanlison sat alone on the throne, and the long singing came, deep and turbid, and listened carefully to the whispers intertwined by the language of ferocious beasts:

I have been born and transcendent in my body.

The place of sin is empty and evil.

Obey our Lord and eliminate the remnants.

Lost Son of God from all over the world,

Fall into the world,

Sacrifice to this fire.

...

In the singing of Hoan Risen, the endless flags spread outward with the main church as the center, and the scarlet cross flags fluttered in the bitter wind. The demigods in the core area had their eyes as red as blood. Even though they could not see the faces behind the mask, the fearless aura mixed with the wind formed a pressure that could crush everything and did not hide their desire for killing.

Accompanied by the cross flag, the endless roar of ferocious beasts. The dormant beast was awakened by the "irresistible command". A cube burst out with a scorching light. The endless mysterious glow rose at the end of the sky with energy fragments. The hissing of the ferocious beasts swept like a tsunami. The lord-level ferocious beasts gathered into an overwhelming army, showing their sharp fangs to the sky, and there were several extremely intimidating roars mixed in. Even between a hundred miles, this roar still ripped off people's reason... It was the roar of an epic creature.

The roar of ferocious beasts came into the ears of every knight, the Knights of Hospital, the Knights Templar, the Teutonic Knights, the Knights of the Round Table... The knights of all levels were ready to go, and the black armor symbolizing death intertwined under the sky. The cross divine seal burned without hesitation in the eyebrows, illuminating the fanatical sharp light in their pupils. They remembered their faith and only followed their faith, surrendered to the source of the power of the divine seal, and surrendered to the legitimate son of the god.
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