256 Chapter 117: The Destruction of Sang-Hyun Fang

"What the hell is going on!?"

Located in the eastern part of the demon world, the home of the Kwangjin Shrine, is a painting of a city called the "main shrine" in the world, and the elderly man shouts loudly.

The man was one of only four archbishops present in the main shrine. He is a person belonging to Mr. Fang Sang, and has a past that he has wielded power as a close friend of the Pope.

Often a person known for calmness, but now covered the archbishop's face were dark agitation and wolves (vertigo).

The cause of the archbishop's disturbance is the sound of a sword rake echoing from outside the window. Not one or two. Not ten or twenty. There are at least a hundred metallic sounds coming from all sides. It meant that those present here were completely surrounded.

Then, the grey-haired old man sitting opposite the archbishop across the table raised his voice while revealing his agitation.

"We're the ones who want to hear what's going on!" Why would a church knight turn his sword to Mr. Sou!? I don't know who I am, and only the Holy Lord can move the Church Knights! And it is the role of the Archbishop to assist you under the Holy Father! Even though the church knights are moving, it's impossible that the archbishop doesn't know anything! "

Those who heard the old man's claims nodded together and looked at the archbishop with suspicion.

All of them here are powerful men, many of whom are over the age of sixty. Some are seventy years old, and some are eighty years old. On the other hand, the archbishop is still in his fifties, and in spite of that, he sits at the head of this place. The fact speaks volumes of the archbishop's past.

Even if the archbishop himself turns his attention to suspicion with his own consciousness, he becomes impatient with objections.

However, in this case only, the archbishop did not make any plans. The scream I just heard was definitely from the heart. As the archbishop waved away his gaze from his surroundings, he slapped the table and put his inner frustration on his voice.

I can only say I don't know what I don't know!

I don't know!

Once again, a grey-haired old man raises his voice. This old man is also one of the mighty men, and even more so one of the maidservants.

Since he was over eighty years old, he was not in active service, but he had great speaking power within the family as a counsellor of Wei Wei (depression).

The old and still greasy appearance is filled with desire for power, and the eyes of both sides are filled with suspicion and hostility towards the archbishop. With that expression on his face, the old man tongued at the archbishop.

"After Master Wei's death, I will not say that I have forgotten that I am the only one who can summarize the confusion of my clan!" What's so long that you can't move in this time of crisis!? "

"That's what those who have recognized me as their leader say!" Certainly I wanted to succeed Weiwei - No, I wanted to succeed Weiwei, but didn't you deny it from the face of the eye! You don't have to be held accountable as a leader! "

The archbishop retorted, hating the old man and those who sat on the left and right of the old man.

The internal forces of Mr. Fang are roughly divided into two parts. He is a samurai who has completed the Nakiki ceremony and a civil servant who has not completed the Nakiki ceremony. As mentioned above, the old man belonged to the former and the archbishop to the latter.

The Archbishop adds more words.

"In the first place, the cause of the Saint's anger was definitely this time around." The rebellion that took so much trouble and money was lightly crushed by the Nakayama kid (Kagari), and he was made aware of the fact that the Kwangjin Shrine was involved. The neglect of using the Nashira-kun formula has led to today's crisis! Don't yell at your own disfigurement on the shelf! "

As it was put in the archbishop's fierce words, the gaze that had been concentrated on the archbishop until then began to be directed at the archbishop.

And the faces of the maidservants that received them varied: some frowned, and some wandered their gaze, and some winked, and some laughed. There are various reactions, but to mention one thing they have in common, it is that there is no one who can remember the Archbishop's words.

Here the grey-haired old man flashes his mouth again.

"There is nothing wrong with the reasoning." The wretched Zhaodou is already dead. You are the only one the Holy Majesty is guilty of a disorder. And Master Weirui assumed all the responsibilities, and offered his head unto the Lord. Only because he forgave his pure advance did the Holy Majesty not try to punish anyone other than Weiwei! "

Even though it is now, the church knight is moved, trying to eliminate Mr. Fang Sang, no matter what the point is. Rather than think that the Pope has gone insane for no reason, it is better to think that someone who wants to become the head of the Prime Minister has taken advantage of this period to devise a solution to get rid of the intruders - the old man told the archbishop with a groan.

The archbishop responds with indignation.

"Shit! Basically, don't you always use other people's jaws with your arrogance because you have finished the Nakai ceremony?" If so, is it natural to take the initiative and take responsibility at such a time? Without doing that, Zhen Dou (properly) and Wei Rui (depressed) were blamed for their sins, and they were dumbfounded! Immediately, you may offer your neck under the holy shrine after studying Weiwei! "

The archbishop raised his voice to spit out his daily anger.

Those who have mended the ceremony in the name of Satan, and those who have not mended it, are firmly established.

The former mocked the latter as "a coward who only wants to give instructions from the safe main shrine", and the latter as "a pig warrior who only wields his sword and has no eyes to see the bigger picture".

The archbishop was delighted to hear that Zhendou (properly) and Wei Rui (depressed) had sinned in Daxing Mountain. Even when the pope wanted to die at Wei Wei (depressed) as a punishment for his disfigurement, he smiled, saying that he could now stand at the top of the prime minister.

Naturally, my chest will not hurt when I use the rest of the Nakai-ki formula to self-harm. So if the Pope's anger can be defused, then I hope - and if you understand the Archbishop's intentions, other civil servants will agree with you.

However, of course, the archbishops did not try to obey the Archbishop's words.

"It's better to say that idiots also take a break. If you are guilty of a disorder, you will be held responsible for the disorder of your fellow classmates."

"I agree. The Holy Father has moved the Knights of the Church without saying anything to the Archbishop?" In other words, the archbishop was ignored by the Holy See. It is funny that such a person graciously talks about the deepest thoughts of the Holy Lord. "

"Cuckoo! That's right, that's right!" If you need someone more or less in a row than we do, Archbishop, then you're better than us. Every day, the civil servants of Okunushira press us to do the dirty work outside, and we are drifting back and forth in the safe main hall. It is at this time that the fat body should be moved to take care of the matter. Isn't that right? "

The archbishop immediately rebels against the words of the use of this formula, and the use of the formula returns the word.

Altercations have taken on the appearance of a civilian versus a musketeer, and both sides seem to be moaning loudly, spitting at each other to impose their responsibilities. The discussion became hot instantly, and inversely, the content became empty.

Even though the blade is still looming at this moment, we are just hitting each other with everyday frustration and indignation, and no one is going to take constructive measures. We can't.

At the end of the day, it was just an escape from the reality of turning a blind eye to the impending debacle.

It's just that there's no helping it.

Mr. Fang has spent three hundred years in the demon realm under the umbrella of the Kwangjin Shrine. As a papal pocket-sabre that overcame the darkness of the Light God religion and buried all those who were in the way of the Light God religion, be they demons or humans.

The only ministry of the crotch (here) to know the truth about 300 years ago and to know the identity of the Pope.

Mr. Fang believed that they were different from other subordinates. In fact, the Hikaru God Church has used Mr. Sang and granted him many privileges. Then I inspected the 300-year-old blade and suddenly the blade was directed at me, so I didn't immediately change my perception until yesterday.

--This is a mistake, isn't it?

― ― Someone may be plotting against themselves.

--If you act like you are facing the Pope here, you will be judged for that.

I have no such suspicions or hopes, but when I tried to stir up further quarrels, I heard your voice.

This is what it means to have a bunch of contestants. That I was committing adultery. ”

His voice echoed terribly in the ears of those who loudly quarreled.

The cold and clean voice is as if it were a poem, and it is not suitable for the air of the place where it was murderous.

Sometimes it was like scolding both sides, and it would have been screaming and reprimanding from around the speaker.

But there was no one here to blame for the speaker. For all knew the voice of the Lord.

"The Pope is holy!"

"Oh... thank you for coming, Your Highness!"

After all, this one was about the deep-seated plots of the Saint!

Responding to those voices, the Pope appeared on the spot as if he were seeping out of space.

Dressed in the white official clothes of the Light God Sect, his face is covered with a veil. Since he hides his face, he does not know his appearance or age, but the bulge that pushes the clothes of the priests from below speaks of the Pope's gender.

The emergence of the Supreme Leader of the Light God Religion is too abrupt. Is it a fast walk, an instantaneous movement (teleportation), or a totally unknown procedure? No one here is surprised that even those who use the ceremony were unable to sense the sign of the Pope.

Because the Pope knew that he could do it.

The pope told Yuuki to the people who were in a hurry to kneel down.

Three hundred years since the last war. The barrier imposed by the Atri decreases in strength day by day, and soon we will be free of the abominable chains of our gods. This is the moment of purification. ”

Oh, and the exclamation is heard from the southerner who heard it.

However, the voice was probably echoing. Even at this time, the attack of the church knights has not stopped, and the sound of the swords echoing from the outside is told.

She reveals herself and speaks while keeping the soldiers at her side. While wondering whether the Pope's intention was in Naiwa, the Archbishop opened his mouth.

"Holy Majesty, all of us who are connected to the Holy Majesty are ready for the coming reappearance of the Holy Majesty, and we are working harder than ever to help the Holy Majesty."

It's a triumph. Let us forgive the sins of the past with all our hearts. And be the forerunners of the purifying world without fear. "

Sin? Precedent? Saint, what is it? ~ ~ ~?

The Archbishop, questioned by the Pope's strange words and deeds, tries to find out the truth of his opponent.

Suddenly, without a sound, a line ran around the archbishop's neck, and his neck shifted along the line. With suspicion on his face, the archbishop's head fell to the floor with a dull sound.

It's a little thick, and it's bleeding from the neck of the archbishop who lost his head.

It took only a short time for the silence to turn into a panic.

"Oh, Archbishop!?"

"Holy Majesty, what are you going to do!?"

I didn't get an answer to my screaming question.

I've already said what I have to say. As he pronounces it, the Pope strikes invisibly and cuts off the heads of those present.

Those who are still safe have finally accepted the reality of being here. We were cut off by the Pope, by the Church of the Light.

The awareness instantly turned to indignation, and they all snapped their voices.

"Are you going to cut off the 300 years of loyalty with a single failure?!" That would be too untrue! ”

"Those who throw away human flesh seem to be exhausted to the end of their hearts." Do you think that without our cooperation, Light God Religion will be established!? "

"Well then, I gave you death for this, fox!" Just in time. I'll slaughter you here and make you an offering to the head of the fountain! A red helix! "

There is only one thing the Pope has done to those who eat the Pope with anger on their voices or their blades.

And he clapped his hand before his breast. And whosoever was moving his mouth with it was opening his mouth, and whosoever was striving to remove his weapon, his arm was sealed.

Nah!?

"Mm."

"Gah, you idiot! The jailhouse should be working...!"

Half of Mr. Fang's life was lost, and half of his movements were sealed off. The battle outside seemed to have ended in time, and the interior was full of silence.

Slightly so, the pope's cold voice broke the book of silence.

"The purifying world is the great work of God that overthrows the ungodly and purifies the world. Besides, I knew that Mr. Fang was lacking in strength. More than this--nevertheless, I am the only Swordmonger that has remained the same for three hundred years. I make a great wish with his house. Thank you for your long time substitute.”

Those words--especially as soon as I heard the name of the Imperial Sword Clan, there was a thunderbolt in the eyes of those who survived, whether they were civil servants or non-commissioned officers.

But before they could put it into words, the pope clapped his hands again, shortly after.

Gush, gush, gush.

A similar sound echoed through the room to crush the large fruit, and then nothing more could be heard.

The Pope, having attained his purpose, slowly turns to the west when he exhales in small breaths. It is in the direction of Nakayama's western capital.

Next, the voices emanating from below the face (Vale) resounded quite differently from the chilliness that had been directed at Fangsiang-san.

Small as a whisper, sweet as a dream, the pope speaks to those who are not here.

”Finally, I can correct the mistake of 300 years ago. I can see you again. Let's hold our hands together and take back what was lost in that place that day.”

Having said that, the Pope added at the end of the day that it was small.

--My Nin-sama.