Chapter 488： collapse (1/2)

The heresy trial went to the edge of out of control.

Franberry has imagined all the possible variables in the heresy trial. The biggest crisis he conceived is his own magical failure. After all, using big gods to identify heresy is affected by many uncontrollable factors, and his own strength. It is not high enough to control this magic 100%.

However, he did not think that the accident would come from the opposite direction: his magic was strengthened.

Seeing that the milky white halo spread toward the entire square, Franberry realized that the situation would be out of control.

Because he actually knew from the beginning that the civilians in the outskirts of Lu'an were afraid that few people could pass the test of great deity.

The long-term blockade has already severely eroded the will of believers. The leaflets circulating around the city have shaken everyone’s belief in the **** of light. Franberry may not care about the life of the people at the bottom, but as a A senior priest, he knows at least the people. At least, he understands how weak the ordinary people's minds are in this situation. The "big gods" is an extremely harsh test. At the beginning of creation, it is not used for the heretical trial of ordinary people. The real role of this magic is to test the mental power of the clergy!

Applying this magical technique for testing extraordinary people to ordinary people and calling it "heretical trial" is very simple: it is just to ensure that everyone who stands on the opposite side of the church can be quickly convicted. .

Therefore, there is nothing fair about this trial from the beginning, because in fact, no matter who the soldiers grab from the square, that person has ninety-nine may be identified as heresy!

The temporary bishop of Lu’an City immediately cut off his maintenance of the magic, but the situation has not changed at all: the aftermath of the great deity has been strengthened under some unknown power, it is still spreading, and it has been shrouded in the square. Those on the head!

The civilians were turbulent, but there was no time to escape the scope of the magic. The white aura was swept over the heads of all people. What happened next made every sergeant feel helpless: one after another, the turbulent light appeared. Curtain, one after another civilians were identified as heretics by the gods!

The halo spreads all the way, and the turbulent and broken light curtains are all in one piece, and in that piece of "here" mark, the number of people who can keep the constant light is less than 10%, and even that one, it The light is also dim and dark, and it may be extinguished at any time. It is not even a test.

In this church city, the city is a "here."

Franberry only felt dizzy, and the smashed light curtain flew toward him like an endless black tide, and in this dizzying view he saw a more terrible sight:

The aura spread not only to the civilians, but also to the priests who stood on the edge of the high platform and were disciplined.

In those **** officials, there is also a violent and shattered light curtain!

Then the Knights of the Holy See and the church soldiers were horrified and nervously watching the aura of their magic. At the next moment, the light curtains on them were also broken, as if the black stains of ink stains were all around them.

"Oh God……"

Exclaimed from the gods behind Franberg, the temporary bishop immediately tightened his mind, trying to control his heart, wanting it not to jump so fast, but when he turned back, The terrible scene still caused his breathing to stop suddenly:

In the gods on the high platform, between the priests from the Cathedral of Luan, two highly respected assistant bishops looked at themselves desperately, and by their side, a dim light was gradually breaking, and The dark cracks are getting more and more.

The great deity that was supposed to spread only in the direction of the square, after suddenly being strengthened, actually affected the gods!

"Insist on faith!" Franberry finally couldn't help but exclaim, "Don't doubt your beliefs! Don't doubt what you are doing!"

After exclaiming, the temporary bishop’s mind suddenly flashed the picture that he just saw.

In the square, between the civilians closest to the trial high, there were just a few bright and constant lights that suddenly appeared...

He once thought that it was a very rare belief in a civilian who was born with a light and affinity. Although it is very rare, it is not unimaginable, but now he finally realizes the abnormality of this matter. Or he should have realized it from the beginning, but the horror mentality at that time made him lose his judgment in the most critical seconds.

Those glory are not the light that comes out after the test of "big gods", but the light! It is something like magic!

"The Cecils are in the square!" Franberry lifted the scepter in his hand and shouted to the knights and soldiers around the platform who were still in a panic and nervousness. "Catch those... ..."

His shouts came to an abrupt end, because when he looked across the square, the suspicious people had already disappeared.

As soon as the situation began to get out of control, those people were evacuated.

He only saw a few weird metal plates falling on the ground, the surface of those metal plates floating bright and radiant, and a burst of powerful magical waves coming from those metal plates.

In the moment of François's blasphemy, the metal plates seemed to be unable to withstand some kind of pressure, and when they creaked, they sparked and some smoke, and the holy radiance floating on the surface of the metal plate immediately dissipated.

And as those weird "spirit props" stopped working, the great gods that spread around the square finally stopped.

But everything is irreparable, and the entire square is in a dead silence.