Crossing at the same time, all nightmares start

Chapter 44: Weird Oil Paintings Under the Blood Moon
"Surrender?" Matthew sneered as if he had heard some ridiculous joke. "What are you going to do with me if I surrender, Your Excellency?"

Bishop Robert opened his hands with a holy look on his face.

"I have come this time to tell you that you will be burned at the stake with the people of the Oracle Group and receive a glorious purification.

Just burn you disrespectful people to death, and God will naturally withdraw his anger.

Tonight, the people of Glacier can sleep peacefully without having to worry about monster attacks."

It seems that the residents had been brainwashed before they came.

Hearing this, the crowd around became a little excited.

"Burn him! It's because of people like them that we encountered monsters!"

Someone shouted this, and everyone's expressions gradually became ferocious.

They gathered around Matthew.

The magicians of the Oracle Group walked out of the room and came behind Matthew.

Elder Vito and several older mages were very calm, as if they were used to this kind of thing.

The young wizard was a little at a loss.

They clearly came to help, why were they treated like this?
Witcher Laruff walked over to Matthew.

Stand with your feet one in front of the other, muscles tense, ready to respond to emergencies at any time.

"Hey everyone, I think you have some misunderstandings"

Snapped!
An egg flew out from the crowd and hit him squarely in the face.

"puff!"

Seeing Laruff's embarrassed look, Matthew couldn't help laughing out loud.

"Well, is there a possibility that the suffering you are going through now is caused by the church?
Did Dracula want to massacre Wallachia because the church members burned his wife to death?
And the one who was just thrown the egg is the only demon hunter who can fight Dracula and protect you, Belmont?"

"What? Belmont's people are here too?"

The crowd was suddenly in an uproar.

And then he became even angrier.

"Sure enough, it was this damn family that did this!"

"Heresy, my family died because of you!"

"Burn them!"

Another egg flew over, but this time it hit the magic barrier.

Matthew waved his hand, the barrier disappeared, and the smile on his face disappeared.

"Well, I shouldn't have expected anything.

Shouldn't you take up arms and fight back when attacked by monsters?
But you guys cried and yelled when the Dark Night Legion came, and you didn't even have the courage to resist.

It's quite exciting to face my own people.

Is it because they have principles and won’t kill people at will?
Good people should be held at gunpoint?"

"Shut up, heretic, and don't try to deceive us!"

"Well, you're right, I shouldn't have said so much to you. The limitations of the times mean that all this is nonsense.

I originally didn't want to attack ordinary people, but now I feel that I can't calm down unless I beat you up.

I was just convincing myself just now.

Robert."

Matthew looked coldly at the old man in front of him.

"Today I declare that all priests of the Church of Gres are heretics.

After you die, you will neither go to heaven nor to hell. Your souls will wander in the world for the rest of your life, collecting all the evil winds, and you will never be reborn!
You and others

However, before he could finish his words, the originally clear sky suddenly darkened.

A suffocating dark aura descended from the sky.

Matthew's face changed and he looked up suddenly.

Ink-like dark clouds appeared out of nowhere and covered the sky above Gres in the blink of an eye.

The fire in the hands of the residents covered the entire city in blood-red.

No, these dozens of torches alone cannot do that.

At this time, others also noticed something was wrong and looked up at the sky.

Then I saw a blood-red moon slowly rising in the thick dark clouds.

The blood light came from here.

next moment.

The blood-red clouds were shrouded in shadows.

The faces of some residents gradually lost their color.

Because what constitutes the shadow is the overwhelming army of darkness!
The sharp scream that almost pierced the eardrums suddenly resounded through the sky.

Countless huge bat-like monsters separated from the shadows, spewing flames from their mouths, and pounced on the ground while screaming!

In the blink of an eye, the entire Grace turned into a sea of ​​fire!
Under the blood moon, this place will be the home ground of the creatures of the night.

Dracula was actually willing to pay a huge price, unleashing the blood moon magic when the power of the sun was at its strongest and launching the attack half a day in advance.

This caught everyone by surprise.

"Enemy attack!"

The soldiers on the city wall shouted loudly.

But before they could even draw their weapons, flames descended from the sky, claiming their lives. If yesterday's attack was the outpost of the Dark Night Legion, then this one was the main force.

The people who were filled with righteous indignation just now dropped their weapons and fled in panic.

There is absolutely no courage to face "heresy".

"Everyone, don't panic. As long as we have firm faith, the monsters can't hurt us!"

Bishop Robert shouted hard, trying to reorganize everyone.

No response was received.

Only the church pastors were left trying to stand still.

A bat-like nocturnal beast swooped down from the sky, its sharp claws grabbing the head of one of the priests.

"Lord, please expel this heretic!"

The priest held up the cross.

Then, the head was completely twisted off by the nocturnal beast.

His Lord left him alone.

"This is the consequence of not being pious enough. Let's pray."

Bishop Robert shouted hurriedly.

Half of the priests ignored him and fled away in panic.

The remaining small group turned pale and prayed.

But as the first nocturnal beast appeared, one priest after another who were standing there praying were grabbed and thrown into the sky.

When it fell again, it was already in pieces.

"This is impossible"

Bishop Robert stared blankly at the bloody scene in front of him, muttering to himself.

Something in my heart seemed to be collapsing bit by bit.

He heard the sound of flapping wings and looked up to see a nocturnal beast flying towards him.

The old man immediately raised the cross in his hand and shouted angrily.

“Lord, please bless your children!”

A black monster flew over his head and grabbed the people around him.

The tall priest who had dealt with Matthew.

Blood poured down, soaking Robert.

The old man put down the cross tremblingly, took a deep breath, and suddenly burst into laughter like a madman.

"Hahaha! See? The devil avoided me! As long as everyone has firm faith, the monster won't harm us!"

Shattered corpses, blood-soaked fanatics, a burning city.

Under the illumination of the blood moon, it looks like a strange oil painting.

Not far away, another nocturnal beast flew over, its sharp claws about to pierce through a resident's head.

A blazing flame suddenly shot out from below, knocking it away.

The young wizards in the Oracle Group finally couldn't help but take action.

Magic of various types flashed with colorful lights and blasted into the sky.

Dozens of nocturnal beasts were killed in an instant.

A translucent magic shield rose up, covering the fleeing people.

See the light of magic.

Bishop Robert, who was laughing wildly, stopped laughing and pointed madly at the magician who was casting a spell.

"It's them! Quick, kill all these heretics! They're the ones who brought these monsters here!"

But there was no one around him anymore.

Laruff looked at Bishop Robert, who was dancing on the spot, as if he were a fool.

"He's crazy?"

"I'm afraid he's already gone crazy."

Matthew had mixed feelings.

"Apparently, the Church's absolute authority in Wallachia has made some people arrogant to the point of foolishness.

Until now, he probably still firmly believes that God will protect him as long as he kills us.

But he didn't seem to think that when he burned those innocent 'witches', he had already been abandoned by God."

"how about you?"

"do not know."

Matthew held up the cross in his pocket.

Without using any force, he just whispered a few words to a nocturnal beast that was attacking the shield.

There was a glimmer of light, and as Laruff stared in amazement, the nocturnal beast was flung away.

"Obviously God hasn't abandoned me."

"Now what?"

"Kill out."

(End of this chapter)