474 The World Keeps Spinning (2/2)
Boom! He punched backward without looking. With a muffled noise, the enemy's heart exploded. Innards bleeding, he dropped to the ground.
”Ever since I injected wolf blood in me seven years ago, no one dared to fight against me because…it's hard for me to control myself. Sorry if I hurt you,” he said. ”I can stop if you surrender.”
Boom! Ye Qingxuan lowered his head. He spat out some broken teeth and cursed.
Wolf Flute smiled. Without saying anything, he just raised the left hand without the knuckle and smashed down on the back of Ye Qingxuan's head. The concussion shook his mind. He didn't even know where he was anymore.
Concussions through the skull could cause a musician's mind to go blank. If handled badly, the entire brain could be damaged.
The Dreamscape finally fell apart. The Wyrmrest Enchantment disappeared.
Under Anubis's calling, the wolves walked out of thin air again. They instantly tore apart the nobles who were fleeing under the guards' protection. Tossing aside the barely conscious Ye Qingxuan, Wolf Flute turned back to the ashen archbishops.
He smiled. ”Now, would you like to consider my suggestion?”
After a moment of silence, the old archbishop sighed. ”Let them go. I will pay for it.”
Everything became simple once someone was willing to take the blame. It had always been like this through history, whether it was in the East or West, for humans or demons.
A path quickly opened up in the crowd. Gaius walked through the blood and primly stepped down the podium. He welcomed the murderous and hateful eyes with a smile.
”It's earlier than expected and the situation is worse than predicted.” Ye Qingxuan glanced at Ye Qingxuan on the ground. ”I didn't want him to interrupt but I didn't think…”
”It's not your fault.” Gaius shook his head. ”Maybe some old friend who likes drama wanted to give me more trouble.”
Hermes's carriage at the end of the square had vanished.
Ignoring the army that had come from afar, Wolf Flute looked at Gaius. ”The Sacred City will unleash the enchantment. I must go prepare at the planned location. We'll leave immediately when you all arrive.”
”That is good.” Gaius nodded. ”Help me leave first. Someone will protect me afterward.”
Wolf Flute nodded. Taking Gaius's hand, he stepped forward. There was a streak of silver light and then, nothing.
The square was in ruins.
Under the pounding of metal boots on stone, the late soldiers finally arrived. Order was quickly instilled. However, loud booms and explosions continuously sounded in the Sacred City. Thick black smoke rose to the sky, turning the sky black.
The sun was shining but the Sacred City was filled with dark clouds and smoke.
”The headquarters of the garrison was attacked. Casualties unknown.”
”General Duke Wilson encountered an assassination and was grave. He is in treatment now…”
”The central water system was attacked. There is a large amount of poison in our drinking water. We are organizing a team for purification.”
”Countless bombs went off in the Papal Chamber. Specific details are still unknown.”
”The Sacred Court was attacked. The situation is unclear.”
Bad news streamed continuously. The panicking nobles were all pale. The archbishops who had just become safe were now in chaos again.
”Failures! You lot of failures!” The Amnesty Department was hurt the hardest. The deaths of six important officials had been confirmed and the archbishop in charge was livid. ”How can you let the Revolutionaries come in so easily?! Why didn't the secrecy protection of the Silent Authority work?! Did all the resources we put in go to the Revolutionaries all these years?!”
The deputy of the Silent Authority remained silent with a dark expression.
Saint Handel had died at the hands of traitor Wolf Flute. He probably knew what color underwear they wore, let alone the Silent Authority's plans and secrets!
Now, the Sacred City was paralyzed. Reconstruction would take a long time.
All these years, it seemed that the Revolutionaries were failing gradually. However, they did not know how much power was accumulated secretly. Today, it exploded at once and produced such terrifying results.
It seemed that the colony in the New World had fallen completely. The Revolutionaries had gone from a blight to something immortal.
In the chaos, there was suddenly a calm voice.
”Everyone, please return to your positions so all institutions can restart work.” Old Ludovic walked out of the crowd and opened his rheumy eyes. ”At this time, the most important task is to pursue traitor Constantine—no, Gaius—don't let him escape!”
”Archbishop Ludovic is right!” Yunlou Qingshu nodded in agreement. ”Yunlou City is willing to provide manpower and resources to help the Sacred City regain order.”
Those who had been quiet among the cardinals now stood out to support Ludovic. The nobles and ambassadors finally realized that the Ecclesiastical Order had subtly grasped most of the power. After the pope died, they naturally took over the institutions.
It could be said that within half a minute, the Sacred City had fallen into the hands of these old monks. The ascetic monks who had not garnered much attention before now suddenly rose up during the pope's decline. They seemed…well-prepared?
Was this a coincidence?
Or…
”The Sacred City is in chaos right now,” Ludovic said lightly. ”To avoid aggravating the problem, the Ecclesiastical Order will temporarily take control before the cardinals choose the next pope. I hope the nations will cooperate and help settle the unrest.”
Those with fast reactions quickly started to follow the tide. ”It seems that it's our fortune to have the Ecclesiastical Order take this risk. We will definitely support you and not disappoint Mr. Ludovic.”
F*cking b*tch! Those who reacted slowly started cursing in their minds. However, their bodies were obedient and all started professing their support.
Of course, there were also those who did not understand the current situation and disagreed. However, those idiots probably were already given the death sentence in the minds of many. They also prayed at the same time that the Revolutionaries would not involve them.
The trend was set.
Faced with everyone's support, a smile appeared on Ludovic's old face.
”Very good. If everyone supports it, the world will start running again soon.”
Without the King of Red, the world would continue spinning. This time, it would be under the Ecclesiastical Order's control.