Chapter 301 They will die too!
To prevent mortals from losing their support due to my departure.

So the great king chose a mortal pope and gave him great power and strength!
I hope he can become a solid support for mortals instead of myself.

And that power is the famous Seven Stone Heart Necklace.

The lion necklace inlaid with seven gems possesses incredible power, which is enough to give any mortal the strength and courage to fight against evil.

At the beginning, everything was good. The Pope chosen by the king was perfect, humble and upright, selfless and dedicated.

He is a recognized saint.

But as the short life of mortals is over, a new pope naturally appears. The second one is still good, but the third one begins to fall under this almost unlimited power and authority.

After several generations of dormancy and replacement, the king's legacy has completely become a weapon of evil.

With their efforts generation after generation, the Round Table, deceived by their sweet words, allowed them to have power and no longer insisted on the requirement once stipulated by the king that the higher the clergy, the more they must be mortals.

So they gradually became stronger and successfully drove away the Round Table, leaving it to struggle to maintain the last bit of face of the Storm Church on the border.

Both the Round Table and the oppressed people wanted to destroy the extremely powerful Seven Stone Heart.

The closest they came was when they even got the necklace, but they were unable to destroy it no matter what they did.

No matter how many times they shattered the gems in the necklace, they would reunite.

Therefore, the resistance of the mortals was completely suppressed, and the Round Table was driven away further and further.

This is something that many people know because the church has always promoted it as their capital of invincibility.

It is said that no power in the world can deprive our king of his gift.

And now, someone tells them how to truly destroy the Seven Stone Hearts!
The blood that was already boiling now gradually rose as they looked towards the towering church.

The mortals are eager to try, and the church is facing a formidable enemy.

The bishops anxiously dispatched soldiers and knights, hoping to use force to force the gathered mortals back to their homes.

They were also furious and asked the soldiers to confiscate the blasphemous manuals.

Anyone with a sound mind knows that this could very well be a matter of life or death for the church.

Therefore, they did not dare to delay any longer and started the action.

Their hands, which usually only hugged women and treasures, were now holding heavy swords.

Plus the accumulated prestige of the past and the soldiers behind him.

So when these priests and monks appeared in front of the crowd.

People stepped back subconsciously.

It is true that the blood is boiling, but turning the blood into action still requires great courage!
This greatly relieved the clergy who had been a little worried that these untouchables would really rebel.

After the worries in my heart faded away, what naturally occupied my heart was the arrogance and arrogance of the past.

A priest waved his sword at the crowd in front of him and said:

"Go back, all of you, and put down those blasphemous things in your hands immediately! No, tear them up immediately!"

"I can still give you one chance now. If you go back now, I can pretend that I didn't see anything."

"Then tomorrow we will search your houses door to door. If I find any piece of paper or any word of this blasphemy, you will all be hanged!"

"Did you hear that? Get back! Quickly!"

The soldiers behind the priest began to press forward as he shouted.

People also stepped back slightly.

But as they retreated, the crowd stopped moving.

This was the case no matter how the soldiers pushed and shoved.

This made the priest curse: "Do you want to rebel?"

But what responded to him was the crowd's words:
"Is that the throne room? He's walking to the throne room! He's about to see the Pope!"

At this point, the priests and soldiers finally realized that most of these people were just staring at the light curtain and ignored them!
He looked back at the light curtain and found that the other party had really arrived at the door in front of the throne room.

The priest had no time to curse why Camelot hadn't responded yet, and why the church hadn't found a way to turn off the light curtain.

He simply raised the sword in his hand and slashed at the person in front of him.

At this time, we must kill a demonstrator first, otherwise we will be affected by that damn light curtain.

This group of untouchables might really rebel!
But the sword he chopped down failed to hit the woman he had specially chosen.

Instead, it was blocked in mid-air by something.

And there was a warm touch flowing along the sword into his hand.

The priest looked up in surprise and found that a hand was tightly grasping his sword.

Although the priest, who was addicted to alcohol and sex, had little strength, the sword was so sharp that the blade still cut the palm so deep that the bone was visible.

Looking along the arm, the man who blocked the sword was a little dazed, as if he didn't expect that he would subconsciously catch the sword for someone else.

Regarding this scene, the priest cursed:
"Do you want to die for her?"

In response to him, the man raised his hand and fired a gun in a daze.

Although the old-fashioned musket had poor accuracy, it made up for it with the power brought by its caliber.

The bullet penetrated the priest's head almost unimpeded.

Let it fall straight to the ground.

At this moment, everyone was stunned.

A moment later, the man who killed the priest raised his bloodstained sword and shouted excitedly:
"They will die too!"

This time, the crowd was really excited.

Without sufficient manpower, the soldiers would not be able to stop such an exaggerated crowd.

Especially as the crowd began to resist, all kinds of crude and wild weapons were taken out.

They may not be able to kill the Patriarch, the cardinal, or even challenge the Pope in the end like Moon did.

But Moon did let them know that as long as they wanted, it was very easy to kill a priest, a monk, or a soldier!

They don't have to challenge the difficulty by using broken bottles like Moon did, they can come up with better and more suitable ones.

Rifles, swords, even dung forks and table knives work great!

The silent high-ranking officials of the Camelot Church are fighting madly for power, while the ordinary people outside Camelot are struggling for everything they deserve.

At the same time, the crowd that had begun to resist was extremely surprised to see that the tightly closed door of the throne room was wide open in front of them.

That person went in!

Then
The crowd was no longer paying attention to the light curtain, but looking at the seven holy temples with great enthusiasm.

At the same time, in the Cathedral of Camelot, Moon closed the door of the throne room again to block out the knights who had reacted.

Opposite Moon was the confused Pope.

After a moment of staring at each other, the Pope asked Moon:

"who are you?"

(End of this chapter)