Headshot Wizard - Chapter 227

Chapter 227

The nun ran forward hurriedly, but quickly, a tall figure stood in front of her.

Beside the torture rack, except for the white-clothed man holding the torch high, a swordsman in iron armor stood there like a hill.

He stopped the nun and made a low voice: “Stop doing these stupid things. Sister Catherine, you and I know that this is the will of God.”

“As long as the will of God is something that mortals cannot resist. Don’t be blinded by worldly emotions. You have been cultivating in the monastery for many years, and you should have a deeper understanding of this. Don’t incur more of the Monroe family Disaster. Don’t make Master Lockhart embarrassed either.”

Catherine trembled and said: “This is not the will of God, this is slander, this is wrong! Lord Lockhart misread the oracle, and my sister did not associate with the devil.”

“You are on the edge of danger!” The armored swordsman said sternly: “Now, please go back. After the purification ceremony is completed, there will naturally be temple knights coming to the monastery to look for you.”

“No! I can’t let you burn Scarlett to death…” The nun stumbled forward, trying to bypass the armored swordsman.

Who knew that the latter kicked the nun’s stomach abruptly, and the latter’s petite body slammed backward like a kite with a broken wire.

“Puff…cough cough cough…”

Catherine fell helplessly to the ground, coughing up blood frantically.

She tried hard to get up from the ground, but found that she could no longer do it.

She cried and asked for help from the onlookers: “Please, save her…”

“She is not the devil, she can’t be the devil…”

“Help my sister! Help her!”

She crawled hard on the ground, asking for help from the people and knights on the edge of the execution ground one by one.

People with a conscience lowered their heads in shame, they did not dare to face Catherine’s sad and desperate eyes.

And the young man who was muttering before, even lowered his head and sobbed softly. He clenched his fists, trembling all over. The blood in his chest was solidified mercilessly. In an instant, he only felt that all the emotions in his heart related to integrity, kindness, sympathy, and compassion had lost support.

The older man beside him also looked sour and patted the young man’s back lightly.

The crowd was quiet, except for the cry of a nun.

“No one can save you, they can’t even save themselves.” A guardian knight said sadly: “This is the will of God, no one can disobey. Everyone in this city will not question Her Royal Highness. Spokesperson.”

“fart!”

A hoarse voice suddenly came from the crowd.

The onlookers stepped aside in horror. After a while, a blank area appeared on the edge of the execution ground.

It was a thin old man with a dying year.

His thin body was trembling in the wind, but he walked firmly to the edge of the execution ground step by step.

As he walked, he shouted loudly: “Everything is farting!”

“Anyone-anyone with a conscience will not be encouraged to burn a naive child to death.”

“You dirty beasts!”

The more the old man scolded, the more angry he was: “Lockhart, as well as the things in the Temple of Yueqin that serve as tigers, you are all dirty beasts! You are not humans at all! You have killed so many people, how dare you to be righteous?!”

The priest on the high platform raised his eyebrows. He had already become accustomed to such things.

On the edge of the execution ground, immediately two knights sullenly rushed over.

They quickly drew their swords, preparing to execute the thin old man on the spot.

The rest turned away in grief, afraid to watch this bloody scene again. The adults covered the children’s curious eyes with their hands.

Sister Catherine fell to the ground in pain, and beside the stake, the man in white sneered. The torch in his hand lit the straw and dry wood at the girl’s feet.

The raging flames mixed with dense smoke immediately burned wildly.

The entire execution ground was immediately quiet, only the footsteps of the knights and the low cry of the crowd from time to time.

“Sister…” Catherine cried out. She struggled to get up.

At this moment, a warm voice sounded in her ear: “Don’t worry, nothing will happen.”

One arm helped her up strongly.

The nun froze for a moment. It was a teenager who didn’t seem to be a teenager. His eyes were very deep, although he was young, he gave people an unusually calm feeling.

He also wore a pair of rusty iron handcuffs on his wrists.

There was a commotion in the crowd, and the knights seemed to wake up from a dream-isn’t this guy a prisoner? When did he run into the execution ground?

Just before everyone’s minds turned around, two muffled hums suddenly came from the side.

Then there were two dark shadows, trembling and falling to the ground.

Cang-dang-dang-dang!

The swords in the hands of the two knights also fell off.

The skinny old man froze for a moment, and a tall figure suddenly appeared in front of him.

Sacra stood there in silence. He tilted his head, turned his head and said to the old man: “You are a real elder.”

The old man looked at him suspiciously: “Who are you?”

Sacra grinned: “The troublemaker; or the savior, it depends on how people define us.”

“You said this?” the old man asked rhetorically.

Sacra scratched his head, honestly: “No, I can’t say such fashionable words. That guy said it.”

After that, he pointed to Lance, who was supporting the nun inside the execution ground.

Lockhart on the high platform suddenly frowned, looking at the sudden emergence of Sacra, a flash of surprise appeared in his eyes.

However, before he could think for long, a loud noise broke out from the crowd.

In an instant, an unforgettable scene appeared:

I saw the fierce flame greedily devouring the dry wood on the stake. With the support of the butter, the flame burned very vigorously and soon spread to the feet of the little girl.

The slender flames rushed upwards suddenly. Suddenly, the flames separated from below and evolved into blooming flowers.

These flame flowers rose into the air, slowly rotating around the stake.

The flames below are burning more and more vigorously, but what is surprising is that these flames can’t get close to the little girl’s body.

The sparks seemed to be drawn by some force, separated from the fire below, like small lights, spinning in the sky.

The little girl on the stake stopped crying. She looked at everything around her curiously, and suddenly forgot her fear.

People held their breath and stared at the magical scene.

More and more sparks separated from the fire below, and the flames on the fire became weaker and weaker.

The sparks in mid-air flew for a while, merged with each other, and turned into the image of flame angels with wings.

The angels were laughing and spinning around the little girl, and they sang holy songs together.

The fire under the stake gradually extinguished, and all the flames used to burn the girl to death became a total of twelve flame angels. These angels are lively and lovely, singing and dancing around Scarlett, and the scene becomes extremely lively.

There were cheers from the crowd!

The nun looked at this scene in disbelief. She looked at the flames and breathed quickly: “God! Is this really the will of the gods?”

“Well, in fact, that’s not the case.” Lance, who supported her, shrugged: “It’s just a small fire control trick. This kind of ordinary flame is not a brilliant witchcraft fire. Anyone who is proficient in plastics A wizard who can spell can do it, not to mention the master disciples of Rainbow Island.”

Catherine looked at him blankly, as if looking at some monster.

“Miss Catherine, please don’t be surprised. Please allow yourself to introduce yourself. I am Lance, and these guys are my companions. We came from afar, not here to make trouble.” Lance said calmly, “but For some ugly customs, people and gods are really angry, so we can’t help but take a shot.”

After that, he yelled toward the fire frame: “Hey, Landry, don’t get too deep into the play, just stop playing if you have enough!”

Landry’s figure suddenly appeared beside the torture frame. He snapped his fingers lightly, and the flame angel in the sky immediately disappeared without a trace.

The rope on the little girl fell off automatically.

The crowd at the scene immediately boiled, and they looked at these weird people who suddenly appeared in amazement, and their minds went blank.

“Come here, kid.” Landry beckoned kindly.

The little girl hesitated and walked over.

The white-clothed man shouted in astonishment: “Who are you? How dare you interfere in the purification ceremony of the temple?!”

The black-armored swordsman strode towards Landry, raising his sword high, but before he rushed to Landry and the little girl, a cold breath immediately covered his whole body. !

A thin layer of ice armor hung on the body of the black armored swordsman, and an incredible look appeared in his eyes.

The icy breath made him unable to move, and he could not get rid of the thin layer of ice with all his strength.

The strange sight in front of them made everyone hold their breath.

“He’s the devil!” The man in white who was holding the torch yelled hysterically. His eyes were full of fear.

Landry led the little girl towards him step by step.

“I’m the devil?” Landry smiled contemptuously. “You murderer has the face to say that I am the devil?”

The man in white backed away in fright. He argued: “It is God’s will to burn the devil to death. This is a purification ritual…”

“Absurd!” Landry waved his hand, and a magic missile slammed out, hitting the white-clothed man’s mouth.

With a snap, the white man’s front teeth were knocked off, and his face was covered with blood.

The orderly knights suddenly rioted, and they looked at Lord Lockhart on the high platform anxiously.

Lockhart came to the edge of the high platform with a solemn expression. He held up the scriptures in his hands and recited a short passage aloud.

A hot white light emerged from his head, the white light slowly rotated, and finally turned into the image of a swordsman of light.

“Destroy those heretics!” Lockhart said, pointing to Landry.

The Light Swordsman lowered his head slightly, touched his right foot, and immediately pulled out a long phantom, rushing towards Landry.

“Huh? The magician?” Lance’s eyes lit up on the side: “It’s interesting.”