Chapter 407

In the dark palace, flaming torches hung on the walls, and the flickering light reflected the shadows. The originally expensive and luxurious carpet was trampled around by pairs of boots stained with mud and blood, and turned into a dirty rag.

His Majesty the 13th Pope, whose face had grown blisters, sat on the throne and looked at the heavily armed paladins standing below.

In the center of these knights, kneeling a blonde woman in a simple white robe, a black cat without a hair all over, curled up on her shoulder. Thin limbs, handcuffed and shackled. The iron chain on the handcuffs and shackles was tightly held by the nearby Paladin. It seemed that the girl was an ancient beast. If she didn't pay attention, it would lead to extremely terrible consequences.

"Like other powers, magic has no distinction between holy and evil. The only difference is the people who use magic."

The girl knelt on the ground and suddenly said.

Hearing the speech, the 13th Pope slapped his seat heavily and said angrily, "nonsense. Believing in God represents justice. You and other witches abuse black magic and harm the world. They go astray. The belief of mortals itself represents evil. "

There was no panic on the girl's face, and she still said calmly: "not all of you in the holy see are good people, and we witches are not all careless people. Most wizards study black magic in order to learn more about demons and expel demons more conveniently in the future. "

"Besides the black magic, we witches have mastered a lot of medical skills to cure diseases and save people. Some people study botany and others specialize in animal language. Keeping us is much more useful than completely destroying us."

Then the girl suddenly looked up and stared at the Pope sitting high above: "what's more, isn't it because you launched the Crusade and slaughtered the pagans that you forced them to take refuge in the darkness and summoned the demons?"

"Presumptuous!"

The paladins nearby tightened their chains at the same time. The girl bit her teeth angrily. The black cat lying on her shoulder raised her head and threatened to roar at the paladins.

"It's nonsense to confuse the public." The 13th Pope reached out and gently touched the blister on his face, gnashing his teeth and said, "those pagans don't respect God, they deserve to die. If it wasn't for the help of your witches, how could they summon demons and let the plague wreak havoc in the mainland!"

"But it also needs the power of our witches to drive away the devil and eliminate the plague." The girl raised her voice, "the devil is extremely cunning. The Holy See launched several encirclement and suppression, and it escaped. Your majesty, I can summon the demon and trap it in me, so that the Holy See can cast a spell to drive it away. "

"And I have only one small request," the girl took a deep breath, raised her head again and looked at the Pope. "After this, I hope his majesty can order to let our witches live. Even if... Even if you exile us, please don't kill us all! "

The 13th Pope narrowed his eyes and stared at the girl kneeling below. After a while, he said slowly: "if you can really help the Holy See drive away demons, eliminate plagues and let go of some witches, the Holy See can't consider it."

"Not thinking, but please promise me."

The girl murmured.

The 13th Pope took a deep breath: "OK, I promise you."

"Swear to your God?"

"... OK, you can!"

***

"I curse you. Unless you voluntarily abandon your life, your soul has nowhere to go and can only be trapped in your own skin, ha ha... Wow ha ha..."

With the shrill laughter, the demon like a big bat turned into a black fog and melted into the ground.

The young priest, kneeling on the ground, looked at the ancient book in his hands, lit up a fire and disappeared in an instant.

"Lord Berman, the ancient Bible..."

He looked at the side in horror and saw two bloody Knights lying opposite him.

"It seems that this ancient Bible can only be used once." Behrman, who looked no different from now, leaned on a long sword, struggled to get up from the ground and gasped, "but we finally completed the task and expelled him, so the plague should stop?"

"Probably!" The young priest smiled bitterly, "it's a pity that we just drive away the devil instead of completely eliminating it."

There was a faint groan nearby. The priest and Berman turned their heads at the same time and saw a naked blonde girl lying in the shadow not far away. Her whole body was bruised and covered with scars. It was obvious that she had suffered countless inhuman torture.

"Knot... Is it over?"

The girl raised her head slightly and couldn't sing.

The young priest limped to the girl, nodded and said, "yes, it's over."

"OK, great." A happy smile appeared on the girl's face, "my task has been completed, and we... Can live in the sun and never have to live a hiding mouse life again..."

With a "poop", the girl suddenly opened her eyes and looked up at the young priest. And the priest's hand did not know when more than a cross short sword, with a silver sword body, deeply stabbed into the girl's back heart.

"What are you doing?"

Berman was also surprised.

"This is my secret mission," said the young priest gritting his teeth. "For the Supreme Lord and the glory of the Holy See, she can't live. She... Must die..."

"But his holiness has sworn..."

"His Majesty the Pope is dead!" The priest roared, "for the sake of the Holy See, he is willing to break his oath and can't return to the Lord. What can't I do for the Holy See?"

His eyes were red, he looked at the girl with blood pouring from his mouth and nose, and said, "sorry, I have to do this for the Lord and the Holy See."

Then he pulled out his dagger and prepared to stab another sword. Suddenly a cat barked, and the black cat suddenly jumped out of the shadow and stood in front of the girl.

The priest was unprepared and stabbed the black cat with a sword“ With the sound of "bang", the bulging belly of the black cat burst, and the dark blood splashed all over the sky. The young priest screamed, covered his face, staggered back more than ten steps and fell to the ground.

"Itch, itch..."

Looking at the priest who covered his face and fell to the ground constantly rolling and struggling, Behrman bit his teeth, walked forward with his sword, looked at the girl with a trace of breath, shook his head, raised his long sword high, and then fell down hard.

***

"The truth of the tragic death of the son was not unnoticed by his followers, so he built this monastery in this deep mountain in order to suppress the drop of holy blood containing all the negative emotions before the death of the son."

Sharon said slowly, "the people who built this monastery planned to use the pious heart of nuns and recite the Bible every day to resolve the negative holy power in the holy blood. Unfortunately, as the witch said, there is also dirt in the Holy See. Moreover, under the dark influence of holy blood, people practicing in this monastery gradually forget their original heart. "

"Because it is located in a deep mountain and far away from the secular world, this monastery later became a place for the high-level Vatican to keep slaves. Countless nuns who yearned to believe in God became playthings and were hidden here. And this underground labyrinth is not to imprison pagans and witches, but to imprison those poor women. "

"Over time, the grievances of countless girls and the hatred of many people have not eliminated the negative emotions in the holy blood, but become more and more powerful, which is more likely to affect the emotions of the people in the monastery. Finally, after the witch was killed, a terrible evil spirit was born. "