goddess of revolution

Chapter 209 The Scepter of a Tyrant, The Truth of an Elegant Lady
Aurora got out of the carriage and entered the temple with two attendants.

Thinking that the sisters in the church must be full of worries, she slowed down, and after a while, she became a beautiful and elegant saint again.

Entering the hall, the statue in the center is a girl in a long skirt who is about the size of a real person, with a beautiful and elegant face, standing in a dignified posture.Holding a bouquet of roses in both hands, she smiled reservedly, giving people a warm and gentle feeling.

Aurora prayed to the statue, and the bishop walked over. Behind her was a tall figure with his face hidden in a hood.

"Bishop Sasan..."

She was a little puzzled, the bishop was equivalent to her mentor, who had been with him for many years and was very familiar with him.At this time, the bishop did not see the sadness and hesitation that should have been on his face, but a deep sense of guilt.

Why are you sorry?Who are you sorry for?

When the people behind the bishop took off their hoods, Aurora's eyes narrowed.

It was a tall, middle-aged woman, with thick armor and a stern face, which made her completely lose her femininity.

On the chest of her armor, she wears a shield-shaped Kem badge, which indicates that she is a paladin.But unlike the Hadron Paladin, the background of the badge is stars and mountains, implying the mountains of heaven, rather than intersecting long swords bordered by wheat ears.

Sweet paladin!

The two attendants responded instantly, one stopped in front of her, and the other was about to signal for help.

The paladin raised his hand and waved a circle of holy light, which hit the chest of the servant who asked for help like a shock wave. The body of the servant flew out like an arrow, and smashed into the wall with a bang.

Immediately afterwards, the palm of the paladin's other hand swiped out of thin air, and the holy light condensed into a silver thread struck at the attendants blocking Aurora.

The attendant let out a desperate low cry, but he didn't back down. The spell deflection, space distortion, and refraction, the three pre-prepared spells were almost completed in one go.

puff……

The three-layer magic barrier is like three pieces of paper, easily torn by the silver thread of the paladin.

A bloodstain appeared on the attendant's neck, and his body slowly fell to the ground.

Blood spurted from the headless neck, leaving a large pool of blood on the ground.The head rolled twice on the back and fell to the waist, and the hollow pupils met Aurora's confused gaze.

"Charlotte..."

Aurora muttered blankly, then turned her head awkwardly: "Dini..."

The servant's chest collapsed into a big hole on the wall, his head drooped, and he was completely silent.

One is the attendant she accompanied since she was a child, and she loves her sisters, and the other is the attendant sent to her by Rowena, who has also become a friend who talks about everything.

In the blink of an eye, they were dead.

"you……"

She finally understood her situation, turned to look at the paladin, wanted to say something, and then remembered what she should do.

"Holy Light Prison!"

The paladin waved again, and a light shield descended, spinning around Aurora, preventing her from moving.

The bishop shouted: "Captain Kota, don't hurt her!"

"Don't worry," the paladin said, "My task is to bring her back to Youxiang alive, and I won't kill her."

She sneered again: "You should be able to figure out what will happen next, so why bother to be hypocritical."

"I……"

The bishop hunched over, not daring to look directly at Aurora, and murmured: "Aurora, I'm sorry, the church needs a way out, you are a saint, this is what you should do..."

As she spoke, her waist gradually straightened, and she dared to look at Aurora: "You are an elegant saint, this is what you should do!"

The holy light cage of the paladin couldn't last long. Aurora's body began to feel. She was about to touch the messenger ring. The invisible aura overflowing from the paladin made her wrapped in a slime-like thick jelly again. live.

field……

This paladin named Kota turned out to be a legend!

Kota snorted, probably disdainful for Aurora still wanting to trigger the magic equipment.She put her five fingers together and grabbed it out of thin air.

clap clap clap...

The crisp sound continued, hairpins, necklaces, rings, waist buttons, cuffs, clothes corners, shoe tips, groups of blue or white light exploded, but did not hurt Aurora at all.

"There are quite a lot of things," Kota sneered. To a legend, these magical equipment are just toys.

There was another crisp sound, and the ring in Aurora's hand was shining brightly, melting the invisible colloid that wrapped her, and expanding into a translucent light shield that exudes a glistening blue light, enveloping her whole body, and her figure gradually faded fades.

Kota's face changed drastically, and she cursed angrily: "Damn it! Didn't you say that she has a normal relationship with her aunt? That legendary magician actually gave her a legendary-level asylum transmission ring!"

The bishop was shocked: "She is teleporting! We have failed!"

"fail?"

Kota snorted coldly: "Other legends can't help it, but I am the adjudicator of legends!"

While speaking, she drew out her long sword, swung it with her hand, and pulled out an electric light, hitting Aurora's shield.

The shield dissipated, and Aurora's figure became solid, rolling and rolling on the ground, and stopped when she hit the foot of the wall.

"We need to act now!"

Kota grabbed Aurora's hair and lifted her up: "Her aunt knows something happened to her, and this place is no longer safe."

The bishop said in fear: "Can't you leave here first, and then do those things?"

Kota said disdainfully: "How can I transform a witch without getting the artifact?"

She took out a nail that seemed to be magnified countless times, pierced Aurora's shoulder blade, and protruded from her chest. The countess raised her head and let out a scream.

It took a while before the cry became low, then suddenly high, and a second nail penetrated the other side of her body.

Aurora fell to the ground, her body twitching, blood dripped from the nails onto the floor, and the nails shone with white light, sealing off her divine power.

When Aurora recovered from the pain and her eyes became clear, she found that the hall was already full of people.

"Sister Aurora—!"

A familiar voice rang out, making Aurora's heart tremble. The daughter of the Duke of Delancia, her closest sister in the church, Ariel!

Beside Ariel, there are more than a dozen girls, just like her, they all have spikes that restrain divine power.

The difference was that she was lying on the ground, and Ariel and the others were tied to a wooden frame.

"bishop……"

She opened her mouth and found that her voice was weak: "What are you... going to do?"

"When you have time to care about others, it is better to care about yourself," a priest she knew said in a gloating tone: "Soon your new vision will spread throughout Fern, and by that time, everyone will be able to see what you and your loved ones are doing." What a terrible end for Xiang's noble adults to fight against."

Another priest said with a strange smile: "I guess the adults in Youxiang will definitely serve you with minotaur and tentacle demons, keeping you will make you feel happy until death, and you will still be happy after death."

These priests had always been respectful and even flattering in front of her, but now they seemed extremely happy.

"Look at her usual defiant appearance, this is her retribution!"

"Stinky bitch, she deserves it! Any man who makes her flirt with Hadron wants to do it!"

"I really hope that the adults of Youxiang will dress her up as the characters she has played, Scarlett, Queen Elizabeth, Scarlett, Princess Freya, all lying on the ground one by one, let the goblin half-orc Poke until you roll your eyes and foam!"

Do not--!
Aurora remembered what the half-devil princess Rania had said, fear swept her body and mind, mixed with the pain in her chest and back, and made her convulse again.

The bishop shouted: "Shut up! This is a sacrifice for the blessing of our Lord! Stop talking about those dirty things!"

Then the voice became lower: "Aurora sacrificed for our lord, for us, you should be grateful."

The priests giggled, but stopped talking.

Heavy footsteps sounded, and Kota led a large number of paladins into the hall, making Aurora even more desperate.When did these fragrant paladins come, and how did they get into the capital?
"Let's go, we're running out of time," Kota said.

A man covered in white robes and holding a heavy metal box stood next to the statue, opened the box carefully, and a thick black air suddenly spewed out.

Corruption!

The bishop and priests backed away in fright, but the paladins were unmoved.

The man in the white robe took out something from the box that looked like a burning torch, but the flame was black.

He inserted the thing into the idol hard, from the chest to the back, and the copper idol was like cork, without any hindrance.

This is blasphemy...

Aurora watched this scene in horror. This statue is said to have a history of thousands of years. Ms. Elegant has performed miracles on the statue many times. When she was a child, she saw Ms. Elegant lowering the projection with her own eyes.That was the time when the projection of the god caressed her head and smiled kindly at her, and she was designated as a saint.

sorry Sorry……

Aurora's tears flowed, and for some reason, regret filled her heart.

I don't have enough faith to qualify as a saint...

I should be more pious...

I should fully comprehend your divine will...

After the white robe inserted the thing in, he kept letting go and backed away, but still let out a sharp cry, and the voice was a woman.

Her hand holding the thing emitted black gas. She thought it was the remnants of the thing, but after wiping it off, it still didn't disappear, only to find that the black gas was seeping from the flesh, which made her scream. bigger.

A paladin drew his sword and cut off her hand, then kicked the severed hand away in disgust.

The white-robed man's cry was so high that it was about to pierce the eardrums, she cast a healing spell on herself, and escaped like fleeing from hell.

At this time, the statue was completely enveloped in black air, and there were constant crackling sounds.

A moment later, the idol collapsed, and something clanged and rolled on the floor.

It's the bouquet of roses...

The thing kept rolling, like it would never stop, until Kota stepped on it.

There was a crackling sound, debris flew, and the bouquet of roses changed.

Aurora couldn't see the details clearly. She only saw the original rose branches turned into sharp blades, and the blossoming roses became white, and she didn't know what they were.

Then the thing overflowed with ointment-like black mud, covering its true appearance.

"It really is a tyrant's scepter. It's really unexpected. What the cardinals said in those red robes is true..."

Kota said in a surprised tone: "The priesthood of the elegant lady comes from the artifact of the god of tyranny in the last era."

The elegant priests in the hall were stunned, how is this possible?

Aurora shouted in her heart: Nonsense!
"nonsense!"

A priest bravely stood up: "My lord's elegant priesthood comes from art, beauty and tranquility. How can it have anything to do with the god of tyranny?"

"To shut up!"

The bishop repelled her, and smiled flatteringly at Kota: "They don't understand anything, and they think the divine scriptures are the truth."

"Art...beauty...serenity...lol..."

Kota laughed loudly: "Poor mortals, you know nothing about gods!"

She held it up high, and said in a pitiful tone: "Look at your gods, what is it disguised with roses?"

There was a moment of silence in the hall, and then the priests screamed in horror or in disbelief.

Aurora also saw that on the sharp blades were small skulls.

Kota said disdainfully: "Your elegant lady obtained this scepter from the god of tyranny, wrapped the fear under tyranny, the beauty of violence, and the stability brought by violence into art, beauty and tranquility. The essence of an elegant priesthood."

She threw the scepter to a paladin: "Do it!"

(End of this chapter)