Chapter 416

Joe took over salean's appointment at the army department when Ruhr city.

A marvelous power pierced through the sky, and in the dark clouds in the sky, a big hole in the diameter of Xu was broken.

Golden sunlight from the cloud pit, shining on Ruhr cathedral.

The magnificent and towering Ruhr cathedral is full of dazzling white light. On the outer wall of the church, a gold-plated Saint statue in the history of the Golden Oak church reflects the golden light in the sunlight.

Outside the gate of Ruhr Cathedral, under the high steps, on the huge square, there are countless believers crawling.

The rich and powerful people kneel in the middle of the square, far away from the steps of the cathedral.

As for the ragged civilians and even refugees, they can only kneel down on the edge of the square, or even in the nearby streets. Even the golden sunshine from the sky did not fall on them.

St. Attila stands in front of the gate of Ruhr Cathedral, standing on nearly 100 steps, overlooking more than 100000 worshippers kneeling on the square.

He was dressed in a blood robe, with gold thread embroidered on his chest and back.

He opened his arms and murmured in a very solemn voice: "Blessed are you, for the glory of my Lord is hanging over you Those who believe in my Lord will be rewarded. "

Behind St. Attila, dozens of clergymen in blood robes chanted Mu's name at the same time.

St. Attila's body, a rich and incomparable golden light lit up, his finger gently, there are countless golden light spots in the sky, light and graceful falling on the body of those believers.

If you look at it carefully, about 90% of the light spots falling in the air fall on those big people with gorgeous clothes.

Those who do not crawl to the back of the light.

The golden light fell on the body, and a stream of heat full of incredible power suddenly poured into the believers' bodies. They all uttered extremely comfortable groans, and their bodies trembled uncontrollably.

The disease is dissipating.

Disability, healing.

There are even believers who have lost an eye, even a hand or a leg. They have developed new eyes, new palms and calves.

There are also white haired believers whose hair turns black in public, and the wrinkles on their faces are rapidly disappearing. They are full of energy and replenish their bodies.

Kneeling at the front, a few old aristocratic women with hair and hair, who were already too old to look like, gave out a cry of ecstasy. In full view of the public, their hair color turned black, their wrinkles quickly disappeared, and their skin became white, delicate and glossy. In a few breaths, they became beautiful women in their thirties Look like!

Some of them were lying on stretchers and had completely lost their ability to move. They could only rely on the old nobles who were sent here by their families. After taking a few breaths, they spat out thick sputum and blood clots from their mouths. They recovered their vitality and got up from the stretchers. After a few movements, they knelt down on their knees quickly

Such a miracle.

Such an incredible force.

Countless believers chanted Mu's holy name in unison, and some people were moved to knock their heads to the ground. They knocked their heads and blood to the ground, and the whole people fainted.

"You, too, are guilty."

St. Attila's voice echoed in the square: "some of you worship evil gods and get close to heresy. You will be severely punished."

Once again, Santa Attila's finger gently.

In the high air, the dense bloody fire poured down like a rainstorm. The bloody fire fell on the believers in the middle and rear of the square. Immediately, thousands of believers gave out a miserable howl, and their bodies were ablaze with thick blood flame.

These believers are all stiff kneeling on the ground, can not move, can only continue to howl, let the flame on their bodies crazy burning, burn their skin a little bit to ashes, and then slowly a little bit of their muscles, nerves, blood vessels, bones and bones

More than a thousand believers were burned to fly ash in front of countless believers.

The whole burning process lasted for half an hour.

In this half an hour, only the shrill howl reverberated over the square. Countless believers knelt on the ground, one by one, sweating profusely. Their faces were pale as fierce ghosts.

"Honor my Lord and keep away from heresy You will be blessed! " When more than a thousand hapless ghosts were completely turned into ashes, the ashes whirled up into the sky, and the cold voice of St. Attila rang through the square again. Even half of the people in Ruhr could hear it clearly.

Outside Ruhr, in some of the largest barracks, a large number of Imperial officers stood high, armed with military binoculars, looking grim in the direction of Ruhr cathedral.In the field army headquarters in charge of military control of Ruhr City, several imperial generals carried their hands and looked glumly at the map of Ruhr City hung on the wall. In the location of Ruhr Cathedral, the staff officer circled it heavily with blood ink.

Through the signs on the map, it can be seen that hundreds of large caliber field guns have been deployed by the field regiments in charge of Ruhr city in several key places around Ruhr cathedral If there is any change, or at the command of the Empire, the whole Cathedral of Ruhr will be wiped out.

A cold voice echoed in the headquarters: "St. Attila Hehe, God's punishment The only saint of the Golden Oak church today How many guns do you want to kill him? "

It was quiet in the headquarters. No one said anything.

"If you abide by your duty and reverence my Lord, you will receive infinite rewards." St. Attila's cold, wrinkled face, it is difficult to emerge a faint smile.

"May the glory of my lord shine on the kingdom of Durham forever May the believers of my lord live and work in peace and contentment in the fertile land given by my Lord forever and enjoy happiness forever

"Ding, Ding Ding"!

A special priest struck a small chime made of pure gold.

With a sigh, St. Attila turned and walked down the steps in front of the door to the square. Then, supported by several blood robed priests, he got into an open carriage.

"Saint, where are you going An old nobleman, who had just turned over from a stretcher, had recovered from the appearance of a bad old man in his eighties and nineties to a young and strong figure in his forties. Like an orphan who had lost his parents, he stretched out his hands and wailed and uttered his most pious question.

"There is still darkness in Heidelberg I will go and take the glory of my Lord to Heidelberg and save the lost lambs Saint Attila did not look back. His voice rang through the square.

"Great saints..." A group of old nobles and rich people who have just gained infinite benefits in the powerful magic of Saint Attila, crying bitterly one by one, lay down on the ground in great pain and wailed.

St. Attila's mouth was torn, and he sat in the seat of the carriage, with no expression.

Dozens of priests in gold robes lit incense, struck gold chimes, raised various religious ritual vessels, and lined up in front of the open carriage, shouting Mu's holy name, and walked slowly forward.

St. Attila sat steadily in the carriage, with the arms of the believers stretching out to him in all directions, like a marlin.

Large groups of church knights in gold, silver and bronze armour, and long bloody shawls, rode on high horses, surrounded by carriages, separating the believers from St. Attila.

There are also church knights in heavy armour walking in front of chariots, separating believers who want to get in the way and pray for the blessing of St. Attila.

Countless believers in the square stood up one after another. They, together with the worshippers in the streets nearby, followed the procession of St. Attila, like a vast ocean, and walked all the way to Ruhr railway station.

Out of the reach of these believers.

A large number of elite soldiers in casual clothes of the Imperial Army, like vigilant hounds, were far away decorated with Saint Attila's troops.

In addition, the secret guards of Hydra, wearing various cloaks and long coats, mingled with the crowd with incomparable vigilance. They are not only monitoring the procession of St. Attila, but also watching out for some mysterious men and women in the procession of believers.

After several hours, when it was getting dark, St. Attila's team finally arrived at the Ruhr City railway station.

In the cry of countless believers, St. Attila got out of the carriage and walked to the door of his special train step by step.

The haggard vigrah, with a group of inspectors from port TURUN, and the imperial officials in their uniforms who had nothing to do with the Ministry of supervision, waited on the platform with a smile.

"You have worked hard Are you ready to go? " Vigrah is very mechanized, squeezing a smile towards St. Attila.

"Please wait, we can go." St. Attila, standing in front of vigrah, said coldly, "you have been escorted all the way When you get to Heidelberg, you can relax? "

"Perhaps?" Vigrah took a breath and shook his head gently. "Maybe?"

After a slight pause, vigrah turned his back and looked at St. Attila seriously: "I've been thinking about a problem all the way As you are, why don't you go to the Church Church Church of taboo and come to the kingdom of Deron instead? "

Saint Attila also looked at vigrah seriously: "there are lost children here, there is darkness here I have brought the glory of my Lord, recalled the lost lamb, and dispelled the bewildering darkness

"You must be joking The Empire, bathed in her Majesty's glory, has a bright future Vigrah's eyes were like a knife, staring at Saint Attila.

"Perhaps?" Saint Attila pursed her lips and said, "Your Majesty Marguerite III, she is just a human being Her glory can't cover such a huge empire Only the infinite glory of my Lord can glorify medlandVigrah flattened his mouth.

As calm as he is, he is eager to pull out his sword and give Saint Attila's stomach a few times.

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