Chapter 302: Return of the King (5k6)

The Pope's question echoed throughout the throne room.

The voice was filled with confusion and fear that anyone could sense.

This fear further intensified people's resistance.

They will die too, and the Pope will be afraid.

So why fear the church?
After reclosing the door, Moon did not answer the Pope. He just couldn't help but look towards the throne room that he once knew so well.

That round table is still here today.

Although many seats were removed, following Moon's line of sight, he could still accurately recall who was here, what he did, and how long he had been with him.

Seeing that the person in front of him had no intention of answering him, and his expression seemed like he was lost in memories.

The Pope couldn't help but look behind him.

The throne still stood alone on the high platform.

But the statue of the goddess behind the throne was covered up again, and this time it was covered up more thoroughly.

Before, it just covered the face of the goddess, but now it directly covers the entire statue.

The Pope's lips began to tremble slightly. He turned back suddenly and asked Moon again in a stern voice:
"who are you?!"

Moon still didn't answer him. He just walked slowly forward and reached out to touch the ancient round table.

The entire throne room had fallen into deathly silence.

So the Pope could even hear the subtle sound of the other person's fingers sliding across the round table.

That would have been nothing, but as he was abandoned, he felt that the voice was like a sharp blade hanging upside down in the ground, constantly approaching him.

Torturing and terrifying.

"Who are you? I command you to answer me!"

The Pope's voice continued to ring out, but he himself stepped back unconsciously.

Even though he didn't feel any power from the man in front of him, he still felt like he was facing an awakened lion.

Soon, the Pope had nowhere to retreat, as behind him was the high staircase.

He looked back at the lonely throne again.

The Pope finally mustered up the courage to lift up the necklace on his chest.

"I am the Pope of the Church of the Storm. As the Pope, I command you to answer me! Tell me who you are!"

The purple gem burst out with a breathtaking power, as if it was going to make everything surrender.

But the angry mob had already stormed the first church, named Yildīr, which was built in memory of the first pope.

Under the image of this true pope, the crowd tore down the walls and set fire to everything.

All the decay and depravity were burned from then on, and only the statue of the One Saint shone brighter in the firelight.

Moon also answered the other party for the first time.

He pulled out the revolver that had been with him till now from his bosom and pointed it at the Pope and said:
"You are not the Pope. You have betrayed the teachings of the first Pope, Saint Yerde."

The trigger was pulled and tongues of fire spurted out.

The first gem shattered.

The Pope was almost knocked to the ground by the horror of this scene.

At the same time, he was so frightened that he quickly raised the necklace again and shouted:

"I am the chosen one of the Eternal Storm. You are not allowed to act recklessly in front of me!"

The white gems began to shine, and the blessing of the storm came here, rejecting all disrespect for him.

The second temple was also smashed by the people's resistance. Its name was Lashimas, which means storm protection. It was the place where the goddess first appeared.

The towering white tower collapsed to the ground, and the blessing of the storm no longer belonged exclusively to the church but to the people.

Moon also fired a second shot, and the white gem shattered.

"It's not the storm that chose you, but you who betrayed the storm. You have no right to call yourself the storm."

Two of the seven gems were lost in an instant.

The Pope's entire body began to tremble.

After climbing up another step, he now used both hands to hold the necklace, which he had originally held with one hand.

"I serve the Holy Spear, I follow my king. Only your majesties can judge me. You must not cross the line!"

Golden and yellow gems lit up one after another, and the two golden lights shone on his body. The Pope is the chosen one of God and the gatekeeper of the Supreme. He cannot be judged by anyone other than the Supreme.

Otherwise it is a serious crime of blasphemy!

The third and fourth churches also could not resist the anger that had been suppressed for countless years. Amid the people's revelry and the church's wailing, the two churches were completely set on fire. Their names were Yalai and Basilda, which were the names of the Holy Lance and the place where the king was crowned.

The third shot rang out, and the exploding flames also exploded the two lit gems.

The flying debris even made the Pope's hands bloody.

"You blasphemed the gods and the king. How dare you use the name of the gods and kings to protect yourself?"

The fragments that pierced into the palm of the Pope's hand made him wail, and the powerful momentum and interrogation made him fall to the ground without any support.

Let out bursts of wailing.

But looking at the killer approaching, the Pope raised the necklace with his bloody hands and said:
"I protect the earth and the people. I have two great achievements. Those who harbor darkness should be killed before me!"

The red flames surged, and the green serpent disappeared in the fire. The red and green gems responded to the master's command and lit up, vowing to make the evildoer pay the price.

But this voice made Moon burst into uncontrollable laughter.

How dare such a person be so brazen?

In the face of the Pope's ugly behavior, the guards of the fifth and sixth churches threw down their weapons and weapons, no longer daring to harbor any illusions.

The two churches that still stand today also followed in the footsteps of their predecessors. One is called Naldena, which means the guardian of the earth, and the other is called Moshe, which means the embrace of the mother.

"You have no people in your heart. You only have power and desire in your heart. You don't protect everything you should protect. That's why you are the one who carries darkness."

He turned the magazine, pulled the trigger, and the fourth shot came as promised.

Two more gems shattered.

"Ah, ah!"

The Pope's hands were almost broken, but he still held tightly onto the Heart of Seven Stones, which still contained the last gem.

This is not only his only support, but also the treasure and power he has been pursuing all his life.

There was no way he could put it down.

Even though he was so scared that he was crawling backwards, facing the threat of death, he still roared and shouted to the person in front of him:
"I am the Lord of the Round Table, I am the ruler of all things, I command you to withdraw!"

The last blue gem burst out with a light that had never been seen before, and illusory knights appeared from the light one after another, ready to kill all the enemies before them.

Far away, the last temple was in flames, but it still stood firm. Because its name was Dunkelsd, and it was the place where the Knights of the Round Table first gathered.

Seeing the illusory knight rushing towards the man struggling for his life, the people in front of the Dunkeld Cathedral rushed forward with red eyes.

How could I fall down at the last step?
But the clergy who also knew that this was the last moment finally understood what it meant to risk their own life.

The illusory knight had already arrived and swung his blade, but the cathedral in the firelight still stood tall.

Amid the despair of the people and the ecstasy of the clergy, an airship broke through the darkness and crashed into the last church.

The exploding airship naturally destroyed the standing cathedral as well.

The fifth gunshot followed.

"You have never had a seat at the Round Table. How dare you claim to be the master of the Round Table?"

The last gem exploded completely, and the illusory knight turned into light smoke.

Moon, holding a musket, stepped over everything and climbed onto the high steps.

The Pope, whose fingers were cut off by the broken gems, sat down on the steps in near despair.

For the first time, he put down the necklace in his hand and asked Moon the same question he had asked before:
"who are you?"

Because there was only one bullet left, Moon lowered his gun slightly and said:

"I'm here to kill you."

The seven jewels were shattered, the seven temples were destroyed.

But the Heart of Seven Stones is still in his hands, even if the Pope himself has given it up, but in fact, this necklace still has great power.

Isn't it normal that there are actually eight churches instead of seven?
This is an insurance that the king leaves for his friends and people, and it is also a little comfort for lonely travelers in a distant foreign land.

In the completely burning Camelot.

The top of a nameless yet real chapel.

The girl who left Moon was now looking up at the statue in front of her.

Those are statues of the king and the goddess.

The king knelt on one knee before the goddess, and the goddess bent down to crown him.

There is no doubt that this is the statue that records the king's coronation.

But the goddess didn't smile, even at such a beautiful moment.

Because the goddess is a weapon, and weapons do not understand what laughter is.

This scene seemed to have happened yesterday and the girl couldn't help but stand there in a daze.

But as the seven gems shattered.

The girl finally came to her senses and pushed forward.

Countless holy statues and churches were shattered in the storm.

At this point, the Pope, who had given up long ago, was surprised to find that the necklace in his hand exuded a powerful force beyond his imagination.

Even he, the holder, did not realize until this moment that the necklace itself was actually the last blessing left by the king.

But it was too late, as the last gunshot rang out.

The bullet easily penetrated the Pope's chest and hit the masonry behind him.

Mr. Porter would never have imagined that the pistol he gave to Moon would kill so many big shots who he was afraid of just by hearing about them.

All six bullets were emptied.

The blood of profanity flowed down the six steps that the Pope climbed and dyed them red.

Looking at the Pope who actually died in front of him.

The cheers from the crowd were simply overwhelming.

Moon, who had finally completed all this, looked at the dead Pope and sighed slightly.

The top leaders of the church are all high-sequence, but the top pope is only a mortal. This is because the Seven Stone Heart is a weapon and protection prepared to prevent the high-sequence from falling.

The Heart of Seven Stones is a treasure that only mortals can use.

Therefore, any high-sequence being who wishes to hold and use the Seven Stone Hearts will be stripped of their power.

Outsiders may not know this, but the cardinals certainly know it because all popes have died young.

Because of this, Moon became even more puzzled as to why they were still pursuing the position of Pope under such circumstances.

Is power more tempting than immortality?

Or is there some other hidden secret?

Moon couldn't help but look behind him as he pondered. The road he was walking on was littered with dragon flags that he had not taken care of since the fall.
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Everything that happened in the cathedral had caused an uproar outside Camelot.

But no one in Camelot knew about it.

Because Goering ignited the seal 1-165, the wax of eternity.

This not only successfully prevented the other cardinals from dispatching reinforcements, but also successfully blocked Camelot from receiving information from the outside world.

But now, the messenger outside finally delivered the news.

After everything was finally revealed to the cardinals who were still fighting.

Goering just felt like he had turned into a clown.

There is no power behind them, no one is instructing them, and they are just two mortals who just want to overthrow the church? !
I was just being played around by them like a monkey?!
And I even helped them to dig up one of the biggest roots of the church???

After realizing this, Gorrington felt dizzy.

But looking at the various looks from the people around him, he still held on with all his strength and did not let himself fall.

He knew that if he fell down at this moment, it would be the end of him.

He must give an explanation to his faction.

After a moment, Goering looked towards the Cathedral and said:

"Your Majesty is dead. Now is the time to kill that damned blasphemer and avenge His Majesty! I, Goering, swear to the gods and kings in heaven that if anyone can kill that evil blasphemer, I will fully support him to become the new Pope!"

"Don't worry, everyone. It's just the stupid behavior of a bunch of lowly people. It's enough to succeed once by luck. Once we have time, everything will return to normal. Don't forget what our roots are."

"We are servants of the Supreme!"

After a few words, the crowd's expressions changed again.

Yes, although the Seven Stone Heart is gone, the church is still there!

As long as they reorganize themselves after tonight, they will still be the giant dominating the New World!
Therefore, the whole crowd was in an uproar.

And Goering said another sentence to them at this time:

"Also, please tell the other cardinals that my words will work for them as well."

Although he had no chance of becoming Pope, Goering could now be said to have managed to get himself out of this mess.

Because he, who is still a very strong contender for the Pope, voluntarily withdrew.

After some further operation, he can continue to climb up.

Although he was tricked, Goering still tried hard to find the best way out for him.

And now, Goering, who has almost escaped, wants to take revenge on those two guys who tricked him!

"Tell the others that we must not only kill the blasphemer, but also have the reinforcements heading to Camelot turn around and deal with the rebellious untouchables."

Goering's voice continued to ring out.

His will was also well executed.

Because anyone who isn't stupid knows he's right.

The troops and knights who had just been fighting each other now rushed towards the cathedral.

And outside Camelot.

The army, which had been at a loss due to the lack of orders from the highest level, finally marched towards the city.

They will use the most absolute power to tell those idiots who is the real ruler of the New World.

The tightly closed door of the throne room was reopened by Goering with an extremely gloomy expression.

Beside him were countless knights and soldiers, as well as demigods and cardinals.

The top leaders of the entire church are gathered here at this moment.

And by the time they saw everything clearly in the throne room.

Everyone's face turned as ugly as Goering's.

The Pope died and the Heart of Seven Stones was destroyed.

The church was treated like a fool by the other side and was turned upside down.

This made their faces even gloomier, as if they were about to explode.

Especially when the other party looked at them in a very meaningless way, it made them so angry that they almost exploded.

Goering stopped his companion who wanted to move forward.

Then he turned to Mo En and said sinisterly:

"Congratulations! A mortal killed the Pope, and the mud choked someone to death."

Facing Goering, Moon also showed a different look. He smiled and said:

"As you can see, I killed the Pope as agreed. I certainly wouldn't have been able to kill him like this without your help."

The crowd immediately looked at Goering.

This almost made Goering's nose crooked with anger.

He really wanted to question Moen loudly, “I asked you to kill him, but I didn’t ask you to destroy the Seven Stone Hearts, or to instigate those untouchables to rebel!”

But he obviously couldn't say this, because if he did, he would be completely defeated.

So Goering suppressed all his anger and smiled happily:
"You have indeed succeeded. It is an unprecedented miracle. I am afraid that all the gods and kings are cheering for you."

"But, I'm sorry, what you want most is probably complete failure."

"Because those untouchables you incited will soon die without a burial place because of your stupidity!"

"They just burned down a few churches and killed a few unarmed servants of God. You don't think they can really accomplish anything, do you?"

"Look around me, we are the masters of this world!"

Realizing what Goering meant, the Cardinals and High Sequences all laughed.

In addition, there were some very considerate people who took the initiative to send us water mirrors.

That was the direct-connected water mirror sent from the front line.

The troops that went to suppress the movement were relayed truthfully.

In the numerous cities that belong to the diocese.

The crusaders and noble private soldiers who finally arrived were now pressing the people back.

They haven't started attacking yet.

Because they were waiting for Camelot's orders.

Here, they can see everything through the light curtain without even any orders from their superiors.

Looking at the water mirror presented by his side, Goering smiled with great satisfaction and said:
"see it?"

"Your resistance is a joke. Tomorrow you will see the bodies of these untouchables covering the streets."

"Unless you think they can stand up to us."

In this regard, Moon said truthfully:
"They can't fight you. They don't have enough weapons or enough strength. However, they already have the courage to resist."

"No matter what you say now, you and they already know it, and you will die just like them!"

Finally, Moon said to them seriously and sarcastically:

"You are just self-proclaimed gods."

The corners of Goering's mouth, who had just been smiling, began to twitch again.

With his mouth twitching, Goering said to Moon:

"I won't kill you. We won't kill you. We will tie you up and send you to those cities, and then let you watch those untouchables die with your own eyes!"

"We will make sure you, a fool, know what you did wrong and who you betrayed!"

In the midst of great anger, Goering raised his finger and pointed at Moon happily and said:
"You have disobeyed the master of all this!"

Needless to say, Goering and his followers all headed towards Moon.

The troops scattered all over the place also followed them and pressed towards the untouchables in front of them.

The people who had gathered under the light curtain did not retreat.

The men reflexively formed a human wall and stood in the front, the women were the second group, and the children and the elderly were at the end.

Although they were not in Camelot, they were with Morn.

But such performance made Goering and others laugh even louder.

"Everything you've ever hoped for is about to be destroyed, you idiot."

Moen also laughed:

"I have already obtained what I asked for, which is the courage and determination to resist, so it is you who should end it."

At the very end, after thinking for a while, Moon added a very playful sentence to them who were walking towards him confidently:

"mortal!"

This word "mortal" made Goering and others laugh even louder.

Then they stopped laughing.

For Morn lifted his feet from the blood of profanation.

Climbed the last six steps.

The bloody footprints of the king were deeply imprinted on the golden carpet.

After reaching the number 666, Moon sat on the vacant throne that had been waiting for him.

When the king returned, the bright red curtain that covered all the statues of the goddess was directly ignited.

The majestic statue of the goddess emerged from the raging fire.

The army froze in an instant, and Goering stood still.

(End of this chapter)