Chapter 800 - The God On The Red Horse (1/2)

Night arrived early The cold wind tore through the forest, sending chunks of snow flying about the air The white mass covered the abandoned corpses in the forest

Arthur finally woke up He saw a black roof and then a burning fireplace The little hut was filled with a weird fragrance akin to a woht, let alone a wo to remove himself from the simple wooden bed But before he could even accomplish that, he crashed back onto the bed Arthur’s head felt heavy as if he just oken up to a bad hangover His response was delayed and his vision was blurry

He shook his head hard in an atteish Although his situation was crappy, it didn’t hinder hi the events that led to this He could clearly rein his plan to capture Xia Lei But before he could even reach hi for him in the forest They ambushed him and everyone else except him was dead

“That bastard had tricked us since the very beginning!” Arthur thought to hi hi to notice that his brain was now out of control His recalledto fade away and a weird inexplicable incident appeared in his mind In that, he saw Jesus on a stake and then he saw the Red Rider

Pant! Pant! Horse pants could be heard from outside the hut

The door to the little hut was abruptly thrown open, allowing a strong light to enter theit was the sound ofof a war zone behind the intense ray

“Tuitio fidei et obsequium pauperum!” Someone spoke

Arthur subconsciously repeated after him “Tuitio fidei et obsequium pauperum!” He had wanted to raise a hand and draw a habitual cross but found no strength to do so He no longer had control over his body, let alone so his arht

“Look at that! Isn’t that the Red Rider?!”

“He’s just like a blaze in the wind!”

“He is going into the sacred city of Jerusale!”

“His arh the hut Their voices were laced with anxiety and thrown into chaos

Arthur wanted to prop himself up to see what it was but he couldn’t do it At this very ht He looked about two and a half meters tall and he had brandished a sword The sas about as tall as arobe that seeare that he could be considered as a titan froiant wanted to enter the hut but gave up as the door frame was too small He would have no choice but to destroy the door fraht of the giant standing there, he could vaguely ure He deduced that it may be a horse, but it looked h so, that didn’t stop hi that he was the Horsemen that symbolized war and destruction It was the snippets of Italian conversations, the huge sword and the red horse behind it that brought him to his conclusion

To see one of the Four Horsemen of the Apocalypse was certainly a miracle for a faithful Catholic

Arthur wanted to scramble off the bed to kneel before the Red Rider But even if he was before the figure, he had no strength to move from where he was

“You sinner!” The Red Rider abruptly exclaily loud “The deht for you I lost my armour and am not able to return to heaven I’ve been stuck in the mortal realm for a thousand years, ill you returnmy patience!”

“Oh God!” praised Arthur “I am your faithful worshi+pper and I a for your armour everywhere We’re just left with the last piece”

“Where did you hide it?” The Red Rider’s voice was stern

“Malta Island, in the Holy Palace”

“How can I retrieve elo’s eyes and a key”

“Why isa piece?”

Arthur exclai tirelessly for the pieces Through tiether The ar piece It’s in the hands of a Chinese, a sinful non-believer! He killed our knights and broke our promise! Dear God, if only you could helppiece and return you the complete armour!”

“Do you wish to kill him?”

“Yes, I want to kill hihter him personally then destroy his country Now, you must tell me, where is the Holy Palace located on Malta Island?”

“My God! It’s located in the Hill of Crosses near the sea Our ancestors built it to safeguard your armour and store resources for the resurrection of our nation”

The Knight Hospitallers had built a nation on Malta Island but was defeated by the Turks later on Before their fall, the territory was truly theirs If the organization wanted to build any secret buildings on Malta Island, it would be easy for them That area was essentially Malta Island’s most popular tourist attraction

“How uard ht teahts They’re all elites of our organization My God, they will surely kneel for you when you grace your holy presence to them If enemies come, they’ll reduce their bodies to ashes”

The Red Rider fell silent He then spoke up again, “You’re truly loyal, my slave As a reward, I shall open up your path to Heaven”

“My God, I have yet to retrieve you the last o to Heaven yet Please allow o to Heaven”