bad, i'm a fool

Chapter 311
phantom.

This is Han Dongwen's inference based on the information given by Tilda.

The ability of the knight Murphys, after being "blessed" by the artificial god of the Catholic Church, was distorted into such a manifestation.

The place where the West Asian players are at this moment is probably in Murphys' illusion.

They won the battle, the scene of Simeng being beaten...

Didn't actually happen?
"I can't spit out tons of attributes to aliens all at once, and the church probably can't either..."

On the star boat, Han Dongwen tried his best to stand on the edge, looking up at the frontier of West Asia.

Because even Tilda is not sure what kind of ability the current "tolerant" Murphys has. Therefore, the whole Simeng army did not rush into the Taris Parish, but carefully surrounded the fortifications, waiting for the illusion lifted.

The removal of the illusion is obvious.

The clouds above the Talis Diocese have now all turned blood-colored, and under the sunlight, they appear crimson like the end of the world.

Within the five cities, there are no more civilians.

Only Simeng officers and soldiers are stationed here, and in front of the officers and soldiers are cavalry generals and hundred cavalry generals.

In front of the cavalry generals, several lieutenants waited quietly here.

Standing in front of everyone, holding a frozen spear in her hand, Tilda gazed at the parish of Talis without saying a word.

Han Dongwen's position was [-]% safe. He kept pacing back and forth on the star boat, nervously watching the bloody sky descend bit by bit.

There was one more thing he didn't understand.

What is the phantom for?
To procrastinate?

But even if the people in the five cities really turned into the Yin of Humans as they planned, wouldn't the Catholic Church and the Yin of Humans should attack together to take advantage of Simeng?

It is probably ineffective to release the human yin alone while hiding in the illusion.

Although the human yin is terrifying, it is not particularly difficult with so many high-level combat forces gathered here.

"If I come, it will definitely be to let my masters touch the opponent's masters, so that they can't spare their hands to deal with human yin, so that the effect of human yin can be reflected when it meets small soldiers..."

He was talking to himself, as if he was a fan of tactical command.

"...No, if a master meets a master, no one will be higher than Grand Duke Tilda, or can Gasconn be able to match Tilda on the basis of artificial god reinforcement?"

"Your Highness, please go back to the porthole for a while, and put safety first."

Li Zai on the side stepped forward and held Han Dongwen by his arm.

The imperial conquest, the Xingzhou is the symbol of Han Dongwen here.

Han Dongwen nodded and prepared to change his number without saying much.

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Under the high sky, like a blood-colored curtain, the scarlet light finally fell from the clouds above the Taris Parish to the ground.

As if carved and engraved by the scarlet light, the large and small buildings in the entire Talis Diocese seem to have been reshaped with eye-catching red edges.

The red light landed, and tens of thousands of figures were outlined in front of the entire Talis parish.

First the outline, and then, the movement.

The cavaliers of the Knights had been ready for a long time, and after the scarlet curtain was withdrawn, they finally appeared at the border of Taris Parish in full force.

And at the forefront of their battlefield is the noisy alien army.

"What's going on? The blame has been refreshed?"

"Resurrection, this wave is resurrection!"

"Look over there!"

The turmoil among the aliens in West Asia had just begun when they were interrupted by the sight that appeared in their eyes.

That was Tilda standing in mid-air, the Grand Duke of the West Asian player.

The scarlet light finally came to an end, and all the teaching soldiers of the Catholic Church had appeared in her eyes.

That was the entire army of the five remaining knight orders, and among them was a white carriage that was particularly eye-catching. It was pulled by four batches of pure white horses, and above it was a broad holy chariot carved in gold and silver, just like a stage on a carriage.

On the holy carriage, in the middle of the huge seat with the back of the red velvet chair, sat a pale and thin young man.

He was wearing a simple and pure black robe, a necklace decorated with dark red gemstones hung around his neck, and he held a dim gold cup in his hand.

This is the most suitable carrier that the Catholic Church has found after Tilda.

The new Holy Son, Porta Lu.

In front of him was a mass altar with golden radiance and intricate patterns.

Gascon was standing beside the mass altar, wearing an archbishop's gown covered with precious metals and precious stones, and his eyes glowed with fiery light.

"traitor!"

Gascon's shout pierced the dead air between the two armies.

In the West Asian Army, solemn and sacred hymns sounded.

Like a grand mission, a holy mass.

"traitor!"

Four figures in silver armor and white robes rose from the ground to the mid-air level with Tilda.

On the side of the Simeng formation on the ground, the No. [-] machine saw the figure he remembered most now, the figure standing beside Zhu Sape.

Long blonde hair with slightly curled ends.

Linglong's figure seemed more like a doll than a knight.

But it was also matched with this silver armor and white robe, which gave her powder-carved face a little more flavor in the wind, and her nose and eye sockets also had a touch of apple red because of the north wind.

"Patience" Nancy, head of the Knights of the Fourth Church.

Han Dongwen's fists were crushed to death, and his joints were almost white.

"traitor?"

Tilda's voice sounded.

Her voice is not loud, but it seems to have a huge magical power, which can be heard clearly in every corner.

There are too many people who want to know what she said.

The teaching soldiers are always the people of West Asia.

His 20-year-old Grand Duke suddenly disappeared, leaving them to the Catholic Church.

Then the news from the Catholic Church came that the saintess in West Asia had been brainwashed into apostasy, committed a crime that was beyond description, and even led the way and harassed the Morne Mountain on the border.

At this juncture, the bishops of the church grasped the glory of God, and the Holy Spirit worked in people's hearts, giving them courage.

The Holy Spirit has chosen a new son to replace the apostate saint Tilda to inherit the power of God, so that they can become God's substitute.

This is the rhetoric of the Catholic Church.

But Tilda's attitude was much simpler.

Bishop of the Catholic Church, whole army of the Knights of the State Church, treason.

This is a pre-war battle that splashes dirty water on each other.

And Tilda, who really has popularity, should be the winner of this battle.

Therefore, as long as Tilda does not do anything that makes the people of West Asia feel sad, and there is no reason to doubt her qualifications as a leader, she will definitely win the hearts of the people.

If you accept that you are a rebel, how many instructors will join the war?

This is the truth that Han Dongwen taught Tilda. He talked about it for a long time before Tilda reluctantly agreed not to go up and kill Gascohen immediately.

"The Grand Duke's residence has ruled West Asia for many years, and there has never been any harm to West Asia. Instead, Archbishop Gascon has been trying to overthrow the Grand Duke's residence and take the power back to the church in order to treason!"

Tilda swung her silver spear across the formation of the National Church Knights in front of her: "In the name of the Grand Duke of West Asia, I declare war on Archbishop Gascon and all his vassals. If you don't want to be affected, leave the formation as soon as possible! "

"The rebels will be held accountable with death—!"

In the West Asian Army, a knight who looked like a warlord shouted loudly, warning his instructors not to listen to Tilda's slander.

However, before he could finish his sentence, there was a whirlwind of frost all over his body, and the ice of Dakriel spread from his feet, instantly freezing him into an ice sculpture.

Tilda said nothing, put down her raised hand.

Her meaning is already obvious.

There is no need to worry about being held accountable by the church, the Grand Duke will protect all those who have lost their way and found their way back.

Straight ahead, Gascon still had a smile on his face.

He glanced around, not only seeing the officers and soldiers of Simeng, but also Wangying City where there were no civilians.

If there are no civilians, then your vision has already succeeded.

No one, and no one feels that the human yin has been triggered on a large scale, and the city has been slaughtered.

After the capture of Wangying City, how will the people who massacred civilians gain the trust of the people?
"The former grand duke has long since lost his conscience by the heretics in Simeng. Let the truth reveal the cruel crimes she and her allies have committed against civilians here!"

In front of the West Asian army formation, "Patience" Nancy has moved over all the teaching soldiers, and the light in her hand is shining brightly, flying in mid-air.

The rays of light gradually converged and turned into entities.

Han Dongwen on the ground frowned and raised his head, gradually recognizing the true appearance of the thing formed by the light.

He was taken aback for a moment, then the corners of his mouth curled up.

That is……

Xiu Chunjing?

(End of this chapter)