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Volume 2 of the text: The storm is coming and the Gate of Blood (Part 1)

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    Hickster pretended to touch his chin and covered a yawn back in his mouth.  Taking advantage of this time, he covered his mouth and whispered softly: "Holy Soul!" A faintly invisible light flashed, and his dizzy brain immediately sobered up a lot.  The Soul of the Holy Order was originally a spell used for baptism and to remove abnormal conditions, but it can also be used to remove dark circles caused by hangovers and lack of sleep, as long as you are careful not to be seen.

    The guy in gray clothes next to him seemed to be aware of the fluctuations in the magic, and turned his head to glance at him, but Hickster's white robe with gold edges covered the glimmer of light very well.  Under Hickster's expressionless glare, the man quickly turned around.

    "What a rude guy," Hickster cursed secretly in his heart, but there was nothing he could do against the other party, even if he was a red archbishop.

    There is no way, no matter how much the gospel of God or the teachings taught in the book of God preach the equality of all religions, the struggle for power between sects and within sects still exists objectively.  This is the sphere of influence of the God of War and the Cult of Judgment, while the power of the Illuminati Cult is in the far south. Even though he is a red archbishop, he is hampered everywhere here.  Naturally, Hickster did not volunteer to preside over the temple here, but it was a small bitter fruit of the failure of the Illuminati Sect's internal struggle.

    Temporarily far away from the core of the sect, he can only control the southern party members to mobilize him back as soon as possible, while at the same time relying on others in the territory of other sects and tightening his tail. He also has to endure the low oxygen on the plateau and the cold and biting north wind. This is absolutely impossible.  It was not a pleasant time, so Hickster usually spent this unhappy life by sleeping around, drinking secretly in the temple, and "baptizing" beautiful female believers and boys.

    Unless something big pulls him out of bed, like today¡¯s mess.  Although there was a lot of commotion in the city yesterday, and several temples were set on fire and exploded, it was nothing compared to the previous riots caused by the Demon Cultists when Macragge fell. In addition, the Illuminati Temple is not close to the center of the city.  , nothing happened, Hickster just ignored it and continued to live his life. As a result, this morning, three little boys who cried loudly were pulled up from the bed by the servants, shouting and screaming.  Look, if I try to strangle it, more than half of the city wall is gone.  I felt something was wrong at the time, and before I could find out more about it, the Inquisition sent people to order King Qin with the Iron Covenant. On the way, a Tianyi Guild magic tower collapsed, which made Hickster look furious.  When he arrived, he learned even more shocking news: the Gray Knights had rebelled!

    "Caught!" Someone shouted in front, and even Hickster couldn't help but be shocked. The gray man next to him, Judgment Light Solotov, had already shaken his reins and rushed forward impatiently. Hick  Ste also quickly tapped the belly of the purebred highland war horse with his fat legs to urge it forward.  Along the way, I couldn't help but pray to my gods: Don't be serious.

    The struggle for power between sects also involves winners and losers. Over time, the strong and the weak will be distinguished. In order to survive, the weak sects have to rely on the strong. In the end, they will naturally evolve into factions and party members. To put it simply,  It means hugging the thigh.  The three thickest thighs recognized by the Holy Spirit Sect are the God of War Sect, the Sect of Judgment and the Sect of Light.  In the past, the Illuminati Sect was the leg supported by the Celestial Sect, so they had a deeper understanding of the Gray Knights under the Celestial Sect than other sects.

    It is precisely because of this understanding that Hickster is more aware of the seriousness of the situation.  The Gray Knights are not only powerful, they are human, no, they are the first and only real barrier between the entire main material world and the indescribable chaos of the subspace.  The demons with double hooves and curved horns that appear in this world now are just the materialized projections of those supernatural beings in the main material world. The demon tide can only be regarded as the prelude to the real chaos invasion. Those demons that are exposed to the world  The records only describe how those kingdoms in the past struggled to hold on to the demonic tide until the demonic tide dried up. However, cardinals of the Illuminati like Hickster know that the glorious heroes and battles in the demonic tide are actually not worth mentioning.  , they just held on until the Gray Knights completed their mission.  In the shadows unknown to mortals, it was the Gray Knights who sealed the Demon Gate and severed the fusion between the two worlds at the cost of their lives and souls.  If the Gray Knights fail, let alone victory and survival, even this "world" will lose its original concept in endless chaos.

    According to the records known to Hickster, among all the demonic tides, there were two times when the boundary between subspace and the main material world was broken, and the fusion of the world began. In the end, they were miraculously reversed by the Gray Knights.  .  But the trauma caused to this world has not been repaired until now. It has always been sealed by the Holy See to guard the madness that distorted space and time, life and death, and even all common sense. It was once a part of this world, and now it isUnable to be cured or corrected, it clings to the world like a cancer, reminding those who know how close humanity and the world were to extinction.

    Unfortunately, even after so much effort and sacrifice, a short-lived race like humans is still forgetful. Time does not mean much to demons, but to humans it means aging, decay, reproduction, and rebirth. In the past  In this way, the memory faded with the change of life and death, and the words engraved on the stone tablets became empty.  The Gray Knights are also regarded by some people as a superficial political bargaining chip such as "a knighthood with strong combat power that needs to be in their hands to feel confident."

    Hickster was also an insider to the Celestial Sect's suppression. In fact, as a cardinal, he could not help but get involved in this matter, which involved the Illuminati's attempt to extend its power from south to north and eventually spread to the other two factions.  Frustration under resistance, the final result of various games, exchanges, and abandonments between the three parties.  Previously, Hickster was just unhappy that the sect's purpose had not been achieved.  Unfortunately, Waterloo was kicked out of the Illuminati's center of power. After being refrigerated for several months, Hickster, who was able to calm down and think from a normal person's point of view, learned that the Gray Knights had been suppressed as a result and that there was a possibility of rebellion. All that was left in his mind was  Full of cold sweat.

    "My lord, here." A knight with damaged armor and a messy body covered in dust and blood saluted Judge Solotov. However, compared to several of his colleagues, he seemed to be extremely lucky.  There were many corpses piled up on the street corner and they had no time to restrain themselves. They could only cover them with straw. Three disabled knights with missing arms and legs were wailing while receiving the priest's healing magic to stop the bleeding. There was also one person whose forearms and thighs seemed to have been blunted.  The weapon twisted him into a terrible shape, and his companions had to hold him down and amputate his limbs to stop the bleeding.  The body that was finally restrained had a black and red colonial metal crowbar stuck in its chest, and attached to it was a severed arm of a woman who was holding the stick tightly.  Several priests on the side were performing exorcism and anti-curse rituals on the murderous weapon with great fear.

    "A total of six temple knights were summoned by the Lord, and four of them were seriously injured." The losses reported by the man made Hickster shocked. Looking at the armors on the injured and dead, they were all breastplates with carved gold edges, that is,  Said to be quite high-ranking Templar knights, ten such knights are even enough to conquer some small principalities and territories.  There were more than a dozen corpses that looked like mercenaries on the street corner. They should be the scouts before the knights. They were simply not included.

    "I don't care how many people died!" Solotov roared, "Where is that person?"

    "Kill him, kill him!" Many of the security guards who came with Solotov shouted fervently. All of them had messy buns and disheveled clothes. Some of them had horrific wounds and bloodshot wounds.  Their fishy eyes were covered with dark circles, and drool was dripping from the corners of their mouths like a mad dog without realizing it. If they hadn't been able to speak, they would have been like zombies.  Some people still have cracks spreading like branches on their skin, revealing the bright red and swollen muscles underneath.

    Hickster could only look at them sympathetically. From the crazy looks of these people and the faint halo on their bodies, it could be seen that these soldiers were being controlled by the "Holy War" magic, although this was a common practice among all sects.  It is a magical technique, but it is very practical. It can often summon a large number of cannon fodder in religious wars. However, it has advantages and disadvantages. This kind of magical technique will have a huge oppression on the spirit of the recipient. When the magical technique takes effect,  The subject has actually lost part of himself. If the spell is not lifted for three hours, permanent mental damage will occur. If the "Holy War" lasts for more than one day, he will turn into a group of complete lunatics and beasts, regardless of whether the Holy War spell is lifted or not.  Nothing has changed in the text.  Whether it is to prolong the sustainability of believers' cannon fodder, or for reputation reasons, various sects generally strictly prohibit the use of this magic for such a long time in their edicts. In addition, depending on the number of people using it, the activation and maintenance of this magic also requires  It consumes quite a lot of mental energy, and there are few priests who can overdraw their energy like this.

    However, it seems that the judges of the Tribunal are even crazier and have no lower limit than Hickster thought. These believers controlled by the spell have reached the point of no return, and the deep-set black eye sockets on Solotov's face are also  This shows that he not only does not care about the lives of believers, but also does not care about his own. Even if the number of people controlled is small, the energy of an ordinary priest for a long time is far more than that of an ordinary priest. However, he still does not care and is persistent in his goal.  His hatred for pagans has made him unconsciously burn his life to maintain this magic.  Even Hickster shuddered at the crazy obsession of such a fanatical believer.  He unconsciously stood closer to the Templar who was protecting him.

    A group of fanatic believers who looked like savages separated to both sides while roaring. Several people dragged and dragged a humanoid body over. The snow-white body had lost its arms, the skin was covered with mud, and the long black hair was dry and hard.  A large piece was torn off from the scalp. Under Hickster's gaze, the body swelled from time to time.It seemed as if she was about to twist and disintegrate, but every time this happened, a piece of wandering golden runes would appear on her skin to suppress the changes in her body.  Hickster could recognize it as the cursed seal of the Ares Cult's Divine Power Prison, a powerful sealing spell that deprived the victim of body control and the ability to shape-shift.

    "Lord Judge, what is she?" Even though she was tortured, her graceful curves and the snow-white skin under the mud still made Hickster, who had never been very careful about his lower body, feel like he was a violent creature. He almost couldn't believe it.  He was the murderer who killed six high-ranking knights.

    Solotov did not answer what he meant, but looked at the servants on the side fiercely: "Where are the others? This can't be the only one!" According to the information sent by Cortez, there should be others around Chu.  There was Count Keyach who somehow didn't die under the Black Widow's death spell, and since that Count was walking with the group of people who captured the last assassin, that Count should know some important information.

    "The sentry reported that there seem to be people in the building in the alley behind, but the entrance to the alley is blocked by rubble. They are trying to find a way to get over." When the servant reported in fear, a noise from the side interrupted him.  Discourse.

    Those crazy fanatic believers under the influence of the Holy War had no time to wait for Solotov's order and were already unbearable to punish the heretics close at hand.  They pushed Chu to the ground and tore off Chu's hair. Countless hands grabbed Chu's knees and spread them to both sides. One person squeezed between Chu's legs with a grin and took off his pants. The others cheered and cheered. These crazy people couldn't wait to have sex.  Enjoying the painful screams and soul wails of the female pagan in front of them, this was even more satisfying to them than their sexual desires.  Chu's face was expressionless, as if he had given up.

    "Hey, Mr. Inquisitor, this is over!" Hickster finally couldn't help but protested to Solotov, although he didn't have the slightest sense of justice to care about such common bad things among low-level mercenaries.  But as a high-ranking priest of the Illuminati Religion, under the witness of so many people around him, including the knights guarding the Illuminati Religion, he had to make such a statement for the sake of his reputation.

    Chu Meng, who had lost his hands and was supposed to be defenseless, clamped his legs together to clamp the man's head, twisting and rolling, with a crisp sound, his neck was bent at a strange angle, and his face was frozen with the wretchedness of his life.  His ferocious smile forced his tongue out.  The people around who were unable to reach him roared angrily.  A man rode on Chu's back and strangled her neck forcefully. "Die, you pagan bitch." A sharp knife held in his back hand angrily carved into the tender neck, slit the throat.  As it swung, dark red gurgled out from the head, but there was no splash in the neck like a fountain when an artery in a living person bursts.  The man roared even more manically, cracking his spine and pulling Chu's head back. Finally, with a crisp sound, he pulled Chu's head off her body by her long hair, and lifted her up high to the others.  The man showed it off, hammering his chest hard with an evil and arrogant smile on his face.  The mad believers who were glanced at by him roared more and more crazily, their eyes filled with blood, and they flew on Chu's body like wild beasts. They grabbed it with their hands and tore her dirty white body into wet pieces with their teeth.  The slippery flesh, flesh and organs were stuffed into the mouth hungrily, and they even made a slurping and sizzling sound like noodles or fatty meat.

    "Hey!" The knights behind Hickster all drew their swords. Hickster was trembling slightly because of fear or anger. He looked at the judge beside him with a pale face and said loudly: "Solotov,  This is too much!" This time he even called the other party by his name without politeness.  No matter how unscrupulous they are, the Holy See still has an insurmountable bottom line. Behaviors such as cannibalism and blood sacrifices by Chaos cultists will never be tolerated by any Holy Spirit sect believer.

    Solotov on the side was obviously aware of the seriousness of the situation. His expression was extremely ugly and distorted. He always acted without hesitation and directly pulled out the magic crossbow. Hickster's guard knights hurriedly protected the bishop.  , raised his hand and fired a crossbow at the cannibal soldiers.  The two soldiers who were munching side by side were pierced by the crossbow bolts shining with magic light. Their limbs were twisted and strung on the ground like rag dolls, and their orifices were bleeding.

    "Ah! Roar" "What are you doing!" "How dare you kill the holy servant of our lord" "Are you a heretic!" As if they did not expect that Solotov would kill him, the soldiers were stunned for a moment.  Everyone stood up, not caring about wiping away the dripping water from the corners of their mouths. Everyone had a crazy and hateful expression, and some of them drew their weapons.

    "Still conscious?" Hickster was startled, and then frowned. He had never heard of such a thing before. Being corrupted by the power of chaos, turning him into a madman, or being controlled by his mind could lead to the evil and depravity of Holy God believers.  But if you want to indulge in cannibalism immediately, you must deprive the believers of their will to transcend all shackles of morality and faith, so the end without exception must be to become a madman without a will.Beast.  But these people in front of them have not lost their ability to think, and even retain their faith?  Seeing the aura of jihad floating around the bodies of those crazy believers, Hickster felt a sense of helplessness that made him laugh. He didn't even know whether he should call out the charge of "blasphemy".  No matter how small the magic is, it is a blessing from the gods, and the magic of Holy War can only be used on people with faith to infinitely expand their faith. But now the blessings of the gods are shining on a group of ogres.  this

    "You feed on the flesh where souls live and trample on the teachings of the Lord. You have turned away from the glory of our Lord." Solotov crossed his hands into a cross and wound the crossbow. A divine light condensed into a crossbow of light on the arrow trough.  arrow.  His face, which had always been ugly, became even gloomier.

    "Infidel!" "Kill him" Even though they still retained consciousness, these people clearly ignored the authority and status of the inquisitor and rushed towards Solotov with their weapons raised high.  The judge's response was just to raise his hand coldly and shoot an arrow. The gorgeous light arrow exploded into countless small arrows in mid-air, drowning the group of out-of-control soldiers like a heavy rain.  Solotov's expression was as cold as swatting a mosquito to death, and he looked at Hickster standing aside:

    "I'm sorry, Lord Bishop. It seems that the Gray Knights have fallen deeper than I thought. Even a corpse is lingering with the power of chaos that can corrupt devout believers. I will arrange for some high-level priests to come over as soon as possible to perform a purification ceremony.  Eradicate the uncleanness." Solotov said hastily to the dull-looking Hickster, and then continued to look at the dumbfounded servant messenger, "Take me to the remaining two people, I will personally purify them.  Perhaps this is the source of the fall, sin is unforgivable.¡±

    However, the servant turned a deaf ear to this, and just gradually opened his mouth and looked behind Solotov in fear.  If the judge realized something, he turned his head sharply and opened fire with the magic fire gun.

    The lead-covered obsidian bullet with explosive runes attached exploded after impacting the soft body, almost blowing off the left half of a man's body. In the huge circular gap, a trembling spine could be seen barely supporting the swaying upper body.  Half of the people would have died on the spot with such serious injuries, but he was still standing.

    One, two, and three more figures stood there with their hands lowered and their heads lowered. Each of them had several puncture wounds penetrating from front to back, all caused by the magic arrow just now. It is fatal to ordinary people, but  They still stood lifeless, like pillars, and the aura of jihad surrounding them gradually dimmed and disappeared.

    ""When the holy light on those people was annihilated one by one, Solotov noticed that the positions of these people were very regular and symmetrical, just like

    "The six-pointed star!" Hickster exclaimed, and Solotov reacted suddenly, "Kill them!" The six-pointed star is not only a powerful magic rune, but also a summoning circle that attracts demons.

    As soon as Solotov raised the magic crossbow, a surge of momentum came, and then there was a sharp pain in his waist and eyes.  The judge was almost crushed by the impact, but he still stabilized his body after taking a step. He swallowed a mouthful of blood, endured the severe pain and turned his head, "You!" The servant who came to convey the military information just now showed his face.  The fierce light was stabbing a short knife into his waist. If his intuition hadn't made him deflect his heart at the most critical moment, I'm afraid he would have died on the spot right now.

    "Go to hell, heretic, the glory of the Holy God will not tolerate it." The servant screamed crazily until the next second his head rose into the sky, and the blood from the skull cavity sprayed Solotov's face.

    "My lord, how are you?" The guard knight who chopped down the servant rushed over to check Solotov's condition.

    Enduring the severe pain, Solotov pulled out the sharp blade from his waist and hurriedly looked at the evil human sacrifice hexagram. However, it was already too late
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