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Volume One, Chapter 40 of the Immortal Ascension Conference: The Glazed Flower Blooms

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    If you stopped a random person and asked him what the Priory of Sion was, he would probably get a baffled answer.

    The Hermitage of Sion is a secret that must not be spread freely even within the Holy Light Religion. Among the thousands of priests and paladins present, only less than half know the meaning of this word.

    To put it simply, they are a group of rebels hidden within the church. They also have faith in the Holy Light, but they are not of the same mind as the church. They obey the rule of the church on the surface, but secretly plot to overturn it.  According to the official statement within the church, the Priory of Sion is a group of pagans who shamelessly steal faith. Although they can use the Holy Light, they are the biggest enemy of the church.  However, the Priory of Sion has existed for a long time.  For those who are familiar with the inside story, the Priory of Sion means that the current rule of the Holy Light Religion is not as upright and upright as they say. Perhaps the Sea of ??Holy Light is supreme, but their human spokesperson is obviously not.

    Of course, at least on the surface, the Priory of Sion is still the sworn enemy of the Holy Light Religion, the largest illegal organization, and kills members of the Priory on sight without asking any reason.

    "You said that the archbishop is a member of the Priory of Sion. What evidence do you have?" A priest who always respected the archbishop asked loudly.

    When the Faceless Man first claimed that the Archbishop and the Saint were apostates, he had doubts. Now he even claimed that the Archbishop was a member of the Priory. This was simply nailing him to the pillar of shame, and he was slandering a person without any evidence.  People, how do you convince others?

    "Evidence? Since Luo Wan is here, why don't you let him present the evidence in person? Luo Wan, show your faith to everyone. If you are not a member of the monastery, I will commit suicide in front of you, how about it?"

    The faceless man laughed, and Yu Jian took out a pen and drew a passionate smile on his face.

    "Luo Wan, as long as you are willing to show your faith, if I have wronged you, I will break my faith and die in front of you. I keep my word, and I can swear an oath of faith to prove it. So, it's up to you.  "

    Everyone¡¯s eyes turned to Luo Wan.

    If he is questioned for no reason and asked to prove his innocence, Luo Wan can scold him and say: I don¡¯t need to show my faith to the devil. His piety over the past few decades is enough to win people¡¯s trust.  The Faceless Man, on the other hand, adopted a high-pressure policy from the beginning and forced the archbishop and saint to rebel. His methods were radical and even vicious. It was necessary to show his faith.

    But the situation is different now. The Faceless Man has piled his bets to infinity, using his wealth and life as a guarantee, so Luo Wan can only keep up.  He previously exaggerated the Faceless Man as the source of all evil, and as long as he is eliminated, He Qing Haiyan will be defeated. Now there is a way to eliminate the Faceless Man without any effort. Do you want to use it?  As long as you lose your face a little, you can be beheaded by the villain. Will you do it?

    Luo Wan had no choice at all.

    Facing the gaze of thousands of people, Luo Wan sighed: "Ah, it is indeed the sharpest knife in the Holy City. I never thought that no one has discovered this secret for so many years, but it is so obvious in your eyes."

    As he spoke, Luo Wan opened his mind, a white light lit up on his chest, and a platinum heart-shaped object emerged.  That is Luo Wan¡¯s heart of faith.

    At the same time, shouts of surprise came one after another inside and outside Dragon City.

    The luster of the Heart of Faith is pure and clear, symbolizing Luo Wan's unwavering faith in the Holy Light. As the archbishop of the diocese, Luo Wan's faith is undoubtedly firm and pious.  But in the heart of faith, there is a deep mark, like an ugly scar, which is extremely eye-catching.

    And it was this mark that caused countless exclamations, because it was the symbol of the Priory of Sion.

    The Faceless Man is right. This archbishop, who has served the church for decades, is the biggest rebel in the church.

    After being exposed the biggest secret, the archbishop seemed extremely calm. He calmly took back his faith, put on his holy robe, and then said: "Ever since Joan of Arc was burned to death on the stake eighty years ago,  I knew this church was hopeless. A saint who saved tens of millions of believers was slandered as a heretic and a demon, but the top leaders of the church were so immersed in the legacy of the Golden King in Taobao City that they refused to even look back.  Seeing the crimes that happened behind their backs, although they posthumously consecrated the Supreme Saint, they prohibited Joan of Arc's deeds from spreading in the world, constantly obliterating her influence and making the world forget her existence, in order to cover up their past.  By the way, the two saints who made the decision and executed it personally were not held accountable. They did the wrong thing and killed the wrong person, but they got away with it. How can people not question this kind of church? "

    There was nothing impassioned about what he said. Once the secret that had been kept in his heart for decades was exposed, Luo Wan was neither happy nor sad.

    Because everything doesn¡¯t matter anymore, he has already seen Joan of Arc again. Even if he dies immediately, what will happen even if his reputation is ruined?  It's a pity that at the last moment of his life, he failed to realize the expectations of the saint. This war cannot be quelled by him alone.

    "Haha, this is really a touching speech. If you can rebel so brilliantly, what else can't you do?  It's a pity that if you don't join the monastery and are willing to lose your reputation as an archbishop and make what you just said to the public, you can still be somewhat convincing. Now, all I hear is the ravings of apostates.  Holy Light believers, there are only two roads before you. Either go down the evil path with the apostates with compassion, or use the sword in your hand to prove your faith.  "

    After finishing speaking, the clone of the Faceless Man disappeared like a dreamy bubble, and was absorbed by the original body, continuing to suppress Bedivere.  On the battlefield, the atmosphere began to change rapidly.

    Those priests who had sympathized with the Archbishop and were hesitant about the Faceless Men all made decisions in their hearts.

    The story of the Archbishop is indeed wonderful, but no matter how wonderful the story is, it cannot conceal the fact that he is an apostate.  Even if they didn't know the significance of the Priory of Sion before, people on the battlefield now understood it through word of mouth.  Those are the sworn enemies of the church who kill on sight without asking any questions. Anyone who sympathizes with or supports the monastery will be punished as apostasy without exception.

    If people originally had great doubts about the Faceless Man, the sudden appearance of the referee, but now their doubts have been dispelled a lot. The Faceless Man acted aggressively, because the opponent he faced this time was an Archbishop.  A local viper who has been in power for more than 40 years, his influence is everywhere in Longcheng. If there had not been a thunderous surprise attack, who knows what would have happened?

    So although I still feel a little unbearable, the members of the Hermitage of Sion must die.

    On the side of the Holy Light Religion, unprecedented morale gathered. The priests and paladins shared the same hatred and clenched the weapons in their hands.

    "Haha, Luo Wan, thank you for exposing your shortcomings so that our army can become stronger. Now, it is time to launch a general offensive and wipe out all the apostates and heretics."

    As the Faceless Men laughed wildly, the Holy Light cultists began to press forward. In order to get closer to the front line, the priests' formation became denser. Although the possibility of sustaining damage was greatly increased, under the holy war, the victory was determined.  People don¡¯t care so much anymore.  At this time, proving yourself with the courage to sacrifice is more important than anything else.

    At the same time, Wang Lu, who was watching with cold eyes, said lightly: "The flower picking operation can begin.

    The war has entered its final moments. The battlefield is like an egg. The Dragon City guards were compressed into a ball by the white Holy Light Legion and lost the protection of the last three fortresses. The Dragon City guards have no danger to defend, built with flesh and blood.  The line of defense is crumbling.

    At this point, the damage suffered by the Dragon City Guards is not too great. The previous shifts of battle lines used precious space in exchange for breathing space. The more than 30 high-level professionals present at the Dragon City Guards have experienced fierce battles.  Only three or four men were lost.  The middle-level casualties were more heavy, but they were less than one-fifth. With the elite Dragon City guards, there was no big setback in morale.  The losses of the Holy Light Religion were twice as large. This full-scale mobilization plus the high-level professionals brought by the Faceless Men from the provincial capital totaled more than 80 people. They also suffered a loss of one-tenth, and the middle-level personnel were even more damaged.  lost heavily.  The two sides barely formed a balance of power.

    However, the evenly matched situation only ends here. After losing all strategic depth, the Dragon City Guards' geographical advantages are almost completely destroyed. They can no longer rely on the familiar terrain and pre-arranged formations to use their tactical expertise to localize.  The advantage quickly annihilates the opponent's effective strength.  You must rely on flesh and blood to face superior forces several times your own.

    The Dragon City guards are like a highly squeezed egg that may shatter and break at any time.

    And they have no way to reverse the situation. The strongest leader, Bedivere, is locked in a fierce battle in the air. The silver knight's heavy armor is covered with scars, and even the inscriptions on the knight's sword are flickering.  The sharp sword energy was dull and dull. Compared with the initial power that could cut through mountains even with a trace of its aftermath, its power has dropped by more than half. Defeat is only a matter of time.

    The high-level professionals of the Dragon City Guards faced twice as many opponents of the same level, and could only rely on the taboo method of burning life to encourage them to compete.  The middle-level forces can rely on tactical command to defeat more with fewer people, but the Holy Light believers have gradually adapted to the command of the Light Archon, and they have quickly caught up tactically, and they have a vague momentum to overtake.

    No matter from which angle you look at it, the Dragon City Guards are definitely defeated.

    At this time, unless there is another external force that can affect the situation.  But within a thousand miles of Dragon City, where is the external force that can overturn the situation?

    In the air, the Faceless Man once again used a near-sneak attack to pierce the short sword with an infinite curse into Bedivere's body, tilting the balance of victory further.  But at the same time, his attention was placed below

    ¡° If there is any possibility of change now the Kyushu man who used strange methods to intercept Marina and his daughter is the biggest suspect.

    Come on, let me see what you Kyushu people are capable of.

      Just after the thought, on the battlefield, where more than a hundred priests gathered, more than ten magnificent sword lights suddenly erupted, like a blooming rainbow flower.

    The flowers are gorgeous and beautiful, but they contain murderous intent. Every petal is a sharp blade, and you will die if you touch it.  The flowers bloomed, and more than a hundred priests were instantly turned into pulp.

    And among the flowers, a girl wearing a gorgeous dress was slowly retracting more than a dozen flying swords scattered outside, with a smile on her face.
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