Chapter 493： White Knights way of fighting (1/2)

The gates of the church area collapsed.

No one knows who made the first roar, but everyone knows that this door is pushed away by the power of ordinary people.

There is no blessing of extraordinary power, even if it is the door to the church area.

"Destroy the church!" "Get rid of the bishop!" "For those kids!!"

The furious crowd at this moment seems to have forgotten the horror of the extraordinary, as if forgetting the pressure accumulated by the cathedral for centuries, the white knights launched an attack in front of the crowd, from the free mercenaries around Carroll and Luan. The adventurers followed closely to form a second tidal wave, followed by farmers and merchants who waved sickles, hoes, canes and grass forks. The huge crowds seemed to be pouring into the door like a muddy tide. The limited number of Holy See knights and soldiers who were at the door were flooded by the tide in the first moment.

This is the first time that ordinary people have resisted the extraordinary forces. However, this is a world in which the extraordinary power is completely above the mortal. The defense line composed directly by the civilians and the Knights of the Holy See can only make this action a meaningless sacrifice. At the forefront of the charge, in addition to dozens of white knights, they are mercenaries and adventurers gathered from various places.

These people have at least relatively good equipment, or have some extraordinary power, they have been able to compete with the Knights of the Holy See by virtue, but they are still a group of people who have long been controlled and oppressed by the church, and are also part of the "civilians."

Newspapers and broadcasts in various places not only angered the people in the fields, but also angered the **** people who voluntarily became the first striker of the cathedral, and now the front has crossed The first line of defense in the church area, and continue to the cathedral.

Amber mixed with her squad in the middle of the crowd. As she crossed the square in the chapel area, her keen gaze caught the swaying figures at the edge of the square.

It was the priests in the chapel area—they took off the conspicuous costumes of the gods, replaced them with clothes that were the same as the civilians, and tied white strips on their arms. They ran along the square to guide the crowd. On the road, faithfully fulfilling their duties.

Amber sighed - the gods not only remembered to bring the white strip as a mark, but also changed the clothes in advance, which is a wise move.

This anger is destined to sweep across the entire church area in a state of semi-out of control. It is almost impossible for an angry crowd to be constrained by reason. Although before the action, the crowd has repeatedly advertised that "the ally is bound with white cloth on the arm." This matter, but when the anger burns, the gorgeous sergeant robes will inevitably be more conspicuous than the cloth on the arm.

In just ten minutes, the crowd crossed the small church area, which can be said to have no resistance, and approached the circular plaza in front of the cathedral with little damage and bloodshed.

The screams of the tsunami and the screams of various weapons and spells echoed over the city of Luan. The majestic threshold of the cathedral and the gorgeous stained glass windows made a disturbing buzz in the sound of the waves. A priest dressed in a robes of the white robes of Phnom Penh rushed into the big cloister, and the sacred light around him was very dim, and a burnt scar covered his face - it was the light of the handgun to break the shield. After the injury left.

"They are coming! They are coming! Thugs! There are thugs everywhere!" The sergeant yelled in the cloister. "They also have the light! Those thugs...the thugs also have the light in their hands!"

There were people running around in the corridors. The panicked clergymen ran around between the gleaming thresholds as if they had no head flies. A monk in a black robe stopped the priest who was running in the hallway: What about the Vatican Knights? Soldiers? What about the outside defense?!"

"It was washed away! The soldiers were broken up by a group of mercenaries who suddenly rushed out. The knights were defeated by those in white armor, and the rest couldn't stop them - the thugs would rush into the cathedral. !!"

A loud noise came from the circular plaza, mixed with the huge noise of some things collapsed and shattered. The glass window of the cathedral shook in the loud noise. A **** priest ran from afar: "God! God! The barrier on the square is about to break!!"

A desperate shout came from all directions: "What is the magical array? Why didn't the magical array start?"

"The chapel area has been broken - the magical array there has not been activated since the beginning!"

"Bishop... Where is the bishop?"

Finally, someone remembered the temporary bishop of Lu’an City. Finally, someone remembered the person who supposedly presided over the overall situation. The sacred officer who was burned by the light of the face grabbed the black robe of the monk, and screamed in disregard of the etiquette: “Flange Where is Bishop Braun? Why doesn't he appear?!"

"The bishop is in the prayer room...he is communicating with God..."

"There is no time - those thugs are coming in!"

"I will call him!"