mtl008 Chapter 260 Paladin 24
Chapter 260 Paladin 24
The sacred crystal shimmered slightly under her gaze, but returned to calm as the Pope slightly tightened his grip on the scepter.
It turned out to be the case.
Dulles had never understood why Ling Yi would launch a coup so hastily, but now it seemed that Lucius, that dog, had told her the truth.
What a fine child nurtured by the Vatican! His heart is set on the light, and he is willing to give his life for it.
If they didn't point their knives at him, Dulles was willing to fulfill their fairytale dreams and let them be believers in the light for the rest of their lives.
Unfortunately, they were very tactless.
"All the knights you have bewitched have been imprisoned, Elshorp Norma, the former Knight of Light, now a forsaken of Light. Do you have anything else to say to your godfather?"
Ling Yi thought for a moment and patted her head.
Oh, I forgot, this old man in front of me is her godfather, but that's not important.
“I want to say,” Ling Yi said softly, gripping the greatsword vertically and letting it rest on the ground, “that since you are my godfather, I will give you a complete coffin so that you can be buried in peace.”
The onlookers were speechless at her arrogant demeanor.
The Pope's ability to wield power in the complex Papacy for decades is not only due to his legitimate status, but also to his formidable strength.
Now a young paladin is declaring that she will kill the Pope, who is far more powerful than her, in front of countless believers. Is this just a hallucination caused by their lack of sleep?
Or is it that this rebel has gone so mad that he can no longer recognize his own strength?
"You?" The Pope smiled benevolently, as if he were accommodating an ignorant child: "On what grounds? On the grounds of your arrested knights?"
The Pope was not surprised that Elthorpe had bewitched some knights.
He would forgive the children and place them on the front lines against the demons to atone for their sins, hoping that they would realize their mistakes through the baptism of blood and hope and return to the Church.
“You’re mistaken.” Ling Yi shook her head: “I’m not looking for them to defeat you.”
She knew that under absolute power, she was useless in terms of sheer numbers; otherwise, the demons who were intimidated by Celeos would not have lived in fear under his shadow, but would have risen up in resistance.
“I sought them out so that I would have enough people to help me manage the Papacy during the chaos of the transition period.”
Ling Yi pointed at the Pope with her finger: "You."
She turned and pointed at several cardinals again: "You and all of you... will be expelled from the Vatican tonight."
After counting and counting, only two cardinals had not been called by her name, but they did not seem to show any surprise on their faces.
"presumptuous!"
"ridiculous!"
Her provocative act angered several cardinals, who unleashed their magic.
Even faster than them were the forbidden spells unleashed from the papal scepter like a whirlwind.
“Althorpe Norma!” The Pope’s voice was cold and condescending in the intense white light: “I have given you many chances!”
“Your chance,” Ling Yi gripped her greatsword, stomped heavily on the ground, shattering the solid white jade floor, and leaped towards the Pope: “I don’t need it!”
When the greatsword clashes with the forbidden spell, the intense light will blind everyone, leaving them in a state of mental blankness.
Unseen by them, Ling Yi's greatsword sliced through the silent forbidden spell like a hot knife through butter, heading straight for the Pope.
The Pope's confident expression changed instantly as she approached unimpeded.
He tightened his grip on the scepter, unleashing the forbidden spell stored within without reservation, but to no avail.
This paladin, who was once under his control, had somehow grown to a point that terrified him.
The forbidden spells he had stored in the scepter for decades could not cause her any harm.
Suddenly, the Pope saw a black streak slowly spreading across Ling Yi's silver-white hair, and his pupils constricted sharply: "Fallen..."
"Pfft..." The greatsword showed no mercy as it sliced through the flesh of his neck and then plunged forward.
A head, its eyes filled with shock and terror, rolled to the ground and landed in front of the crowd who had just regained their sight.
The Pope's aged face, snow-white hair, and unseeing eyes were fixed on each of his invited guests, reflecting the fear on their faces.
Click.
After the Pope's head stopped rolling, the magnificent chair, affected by the force of the two men, slowly collapsed, and the jewels tumbled to the ground, making the only sound in the silent sanctuary.
The man who had killed the Pope gripped her greatsword again with both hands, letting the tip rest on the white jade floor, looking down at the fascinating expressions of the guests.
"Clap clap clap..."
Suddenly, the crisp sound of clapping broke the stagnant scene and the atmosphere of fear.
Sereos clapped incongruously and cheered loudly, "Yi-yi is really amazing!"
"You killed the Pope!" It was at this moment that the people, who had been dominated by fear, finally came to their senses and cried out in a shrill voice.
"Yes, so what?" Ling Yi chuckled, uttering the standard villain's line: "Want to avenge your Pope?"
She said this amidst countless attacks of light magic directed at her.
Although the cardinals were greedy, nepotistic, and exploitative of the papacy and the people, they were all powerful magicians.
At this moment, whether they truly wanted to avenge the Pope or wanted to use the pretext of avenging the Pope to seek the Pope's position, they attacked Ling Yi without hesitation.
The man who had just killed the Pope with a thunderous strike now seemed to be in a daze, neither dodging nor flinching under their attacks.
The white light gradually approached the platform, but stopped abruptly the moment it touched Ling Yi.
It was as if an invisible membrane was protecting Ling Yi at this moment, preventing all attacks from landing on her.
The paladin stood like a god beside the pope's headless corpse, her robes stained with the pope's blood, and countless attacking spells swirling before her.
During the attack, she stepped on the jewels of the scepter, soaked in the Pope's blood, and walked downwards step by step.
As she walked, the magic before her was repelled by an invisible force, retreating step by step.
This scene, like that of gods and demons, is etched in everyone's heart.
"Demon...devil." The cardinal, on the verge of collapse, murmured as the magic he had cast was only a meter away from him.
How could there possibly be such a powerful person in this world?
It can kill the Pope and also block the attacks of all the cardinals.
If such people are allowed to rule the Papacy, how can they possibly survive?