Make your face white with moonlight [Quick Transmigration]

After releasing the message magic, Ludwig "encouraged" the priests to output healing magic well, and then went to the side hall to find Collins.

"I plan to let the mercenary group bring holy water and magic storage devices to more remote villages and towns to save people, and also publicize the free release of the curse of the plague here in the Holy See. What do you think?"

"Well. Let them also reveal that the Phoenix rebels are the army of the Dark Holy See by the way. Is your magic power reserve okay? If it is full, maybe you can hold a large-scale healing ceremony." Collins nodded after hearing this, thinking What else can I add.

If the Phoenix rebels want to use the disaster to expand their power, they have to ask them if they will give in.

According to the original world line, the final destruction of the Holy See of Light was due to a disaster that spread across the entire continent. The civilians were heartbroken by the absurd and cruel Holy See of Light, so they had no choice but to defect to the Phoenix rebels desperately.Later, it was discovered that the Phoenix Army was behind the Dark Holy See. They had struggled and suffered, but were finally defeated by the cruelty of reality and the light Holy See's indifference to civilians. They put down their original persistence and switched camps.

What if they knew from the beginning that the Phoenix Army was actually the Dark Holy See?What if they had a third option?

The Holy See of Light is decaying, but people grow up listening to hymns and hymns day after day, superstitious about the light is deeply rooted in their bones, and they are terrified of dark magic.Isn't it to the point where he can't survive, who can let go of such a grudge and join the dark camp?

Ludwig wants to give them a third way.

You can save yourself, but you don't betray the values ​​you have trusted since childhood.

So, with the rapid sound of horseshoes of the Red Dragon Mercenary Group, the new term Bright Protestantism was quietly spread in countless small villages in Lombardy along with the news of the healing ceremony.

The Earl of Lombardy also ushered in a group of tall and strong knights with white horses and silver helmets. .

It turned out that the Central Holy See received a distress letter from the Lombardy country and sent the Knights of Light to exterminate the rebels of the dark forces.Ludwig received them with a smile and settled down the knights.

The Lombard branch has been completely controlled by him, but the original priests are not trustworthy, and they are still controlled by him with magic shackles. The people he uses are mercenaries from the Red Dragon Mercenary Group.The temperament of the mercenaries and the priests is very different. It is impossible for the Knights to fail to notice the difference. The head of the Knights quickly began to test quietly.

Ludwig was not in the mood to accompany these twists and turns of the game, he left the knight commander alone to chat, and threw the information found by the Red Dragon Mercenary Group on the marble table, and the pages were scattered in front of the other party.

At first, the other party snorted coldly at this contemptuous move, but his face suddenly changed when his eyes fell on those beautiful cursive characters——

Since joining the Holy See, the paladins have sworn to serve the gods all their lives and have no selfish desires.But he secretly had a lover and a son outside.

It was Ludwig who found out the detailed information of his lover and son.

With such a threat, the knight commander had no choice but to submit.But he was also afraid that Ludwig would do something daring. If he was dragged too hard, he would be judged as a blasphemer if he returned to the Central Holy See.

"Don't worry." Lord Shengzi understood what he was afraid of, smiled lightly and shook his index finger, "The Knights of Light are eager to wipe out the forces of darkness, they only received supplies from the Lombard branch and left in a hurry, what happened here? I don’t know anything. The Dark Holy See is real, and it’s also true to exterminate them. Apart from that, there is nothing else you need to do.”

The knight commander gave him a deep look.

He couldn't guess what the angel-like holy son was up to, but he had no other way to hold the child's life in human hands, and he was even glad that at least he was really going to darken the Holy See , instead of forcing him to deal with his own people.

So he set off to the Phoenix Territory overnight with the Knights of Light, not daring to stay for a moment, as if this was not a gorgeous and luxurious Holy See, but a swampy forest full of dangerous traps.

The grievance and anger were vented on the Phoenix Army by the Knight Commander, so the latter suffered.

The leader of the Knights of Light is the fifth-rank Rose Knight, and the members are all high-level knights with excellent equipment.But the Phoenix Army is uneven, the only victory lies in its treacherous and unpredictable methods, but they have also repeatedly fought and failed in the face of absolute strength, and they can barely hold on from being completely defeated.

With the repeated defeats of the Phoenix Army, the civilians who moved to the Phoenix Territory with their families also suffered a huge blow and were unable to recover.

For a rumor of "curing the plague", they brought a few luggage and came to the Phoenix Territory with the mentality of a gambler.Surprisingly at first, the rumors turned out not to be ethereal lies.Their shriveled cheeks were bloody again, and they no longer spit out blood because of coughing. They knelt down and rubbed the cross countless times to pray, thanking the gods for not really giving up on them.

However, the dream-like happiness of doing so only lasted for a few days.

An Yi obviously did not favor the Phoenix Territory.

When the iron hooves of the Holy Knights of Light broke through the tranquility of the Phoenix Territory, the civilians vowed to help the Phoenix Army with a determination to protect their new life.Those who had the strength wanted to contribute, while the women and children took out the only flour they had and made white bread that they would not give to their children, preparing to supply it to the Phoenix Army.

But soon, they were blindsided.

Facing the silver-helmed white horses and well-equipped holy knights, the Phoenix Army's combat strength is not weak at all, and it is completely the strength of a regular army.This is a good thing, but immediately the magic power fluctuations on their staffs and long swords made people feel numb——

The heavy black air, the faint flowing purple mist, and the strange whining cries and sinister laughter when swinging the sword...

The origin of this "kind, selfless, and generous" team is now clear at a glance.

The newly defected civilians became dizzy for a while, and the cross accessories in their hands fell to the ground.

"...Light, the God of Light is above..."

The habitual language is now even uttered with a crying tone.

"Why, why is such a good Phoenix Army actually..." Someone muttered for a long time, but they didn't even dare to say the name of the Dark Holy See.

The teachings I have heard since childhood echoed in my mind:

The Dark Vatican is the messenger of the devil. They deceive you with sweet honey and enchanting beauties, but behind them are hidden sharp daggers and blood-throat...

They seduce the weak and weak, and try to hook the children of light into the dark purgatory...

...they are hypocritical and cunning, brewing wine from the blood of virgins and feeding on the deepest fears and resentments of men...

The warnings and threats of the priests are still in my ears: if you plunge into the darkness, your soul will be infected and will be brutally swallowed by the fire of the ghost.At the end of this world, facing the emissary of heaven who is leading him, he will be judged for the sins he has committed, and thrown into the deepest purgatory to be burned and executed.

Someone trembled in fear: "Is this the devil's territory on the mainland? What should we do? We were deceived, can we return to the seat of the God of Light now?"

Some people gritted their teeth. The experience of being rejected by the arrogant priests with a sneer came to mind. Thinking about being in the Phoenix Territory at this moment, the thoughts of rebellion that had been suppressed all the time came to the mind: "Anyway, coming here will already be regarded as betraying the Holy See. , at least these angels of the devil are willing to save our lives. Even if we stay here, what can we do? It is not the angels of God who are in charge of us, but the dark church."

But those who think more deeply think more: "If they are really helping us, they can stay at the risk of going to hell, and at least let the children survive. But...you see, they use Magic and the plague we've been trying to hide from for the past few days... don't they look like it?"

When these words came out, combined with the so-called "devil's method of deceiving people" that the Holy See of Guangming had always warned them, everyone became quiet.No matter how optimistic he was, the blood was cold to the soles of his feet.

People speculated fearfully, watching the battle between the Phoenix Army and the Paladins from a distance, the more they thought about it, the more terrifying it became, and a desperate silence came from the bottom of their hearts:

The Holy See of Light does not treat them as human beings, but those who are willing to help them may be the culprit of the misfortune.

The road ahead is nothing but darkness.

"McKay."

In the Dark Temple, the grief and struggles of the common people are not paid attention to.Claude stared at the number of casualties on the battle report with dim eyes.

"Prepare for the undead sacrifice to refine the magic circle."

As soon as this term came out, the Dark Consul was terrified: "Are you sure?"

"Of course." There was a twisted hatred on Claude's face, "The dregs of the Holy See are pressing on, I can't watch them wipe us out. We helped those patients so much before, and now we are forcing As a last resort, I can only wrong these people."

The undead sacrifice magic circle uses the soul as nourishment, which can convert the power of the soul into pure dark magic power, which can give the best supplement to dark magicians and dark knights.

But the price is a large number of undead who have just died and have not dissipated.Among them, the most painful soul before death is the best, because it can stimulate all the soul power.

McKay moved his lips, and felt a chill in his heart. He glanced at a delicate "statue" in the corner of the temple, and couldn't say anything.

——He recognized the "statue", Aldea, the first in line heir to Grand Duke Biglan, and his son's favorite lover.Now it is just a puppet, a decoration.

Even souls are swallowed up in darkness.

Thinking about how he was worried at the time, what would happen to the dark Holy See with such a kind son who was merciful and sympathetic to the poor, he was amused for a while.

Their holy son, it sounds nice, but he is essentially more "resolute" and more willing than him, the dark consul, and those dark believers who seem to be ruthless.

These people, in order to cover up their identities, have been mixing with the common people at the bottom for so many years, cursing and saying that these commoners are stupidly devout to the Holy See and deserve to be oppressed, but at least they regard these people as the same people as them in their hearts of.Because there are few believers in the Dark Holy See, they are even more protective of their own people who are close to them.

And this His Royal Highness, the Holy Son, who keeps pity the people at the bottom, now he understands that those "kind" cares are all condescending, but in fact, he never treats those common people who are eating in the ground as human beings, but A symbol that gave him reason to loathe the Holy See, nobles—and other enemies.

When the Son of God was going well, he still cared about protecting these common people, but now that he was at the end of his rope, he didn't care about taking the people he said he wanted to love as "nutrition".

What are "forced", "wronged them"... intending to drain the soul of others, but even said it was a grievance.

Even his so-called "helping those sick people" is nothing more than taking back the curse of the plague spread by the Holy Son himself from them.

McKay lowered his eyes and looked at the emblem of the Dark Consul on his finger with some irony.

He has killed greedy priests of the Holy See of Light, noble men who are prostitutes and thieves, assassins who lick their blood, and greedy thieves. He has also used the corpses, bones, and even souls of these people as his magic materials. .He knew that he was not a good person, some of those who died at his hands deserved it, and some just had different positions or conflicts of interest.

But this is the first time, he wants to kill some innocent and confused civilians like lambs in batches.

"Yes. To repeat the glory of the Dark God."

He finally made a neat salute and agreed.

That night, when the hooked crescent moon covered the treetops, the civilians who came to join the Phoenix Army were brutally awakened from their sleep, and then greeted with merciless kicks and shouts from the Phoenix Army.They were defenseless, and could only be driven in horror and ignorance to the only large square in the Phoenix Territory.

Cloud in black robes arrives here after all the civilians have been driven into place.He stood on the high platform, the cloak on the black robe completely covered his face—maybe he knew that he couldn't face the confused and pure eyes below.

"Is it all here?"

"Yes, Your Highness." Claude asked succinctly, and McKay also answered succinctly. The two seemed to be avoiding something intentionally or unintentionally.

The Son of Darkness stretched out a finger as white as white jade from under the pitch-black robe, and tapped a bit of dark magic power with a purple halo into the nodes of the formation.

The magic flowed along the long and winding strokes, igniting the nodes of the magic circle one by one.

A faint blue flame appeared out of thin air, flickered in the place where the civilians gathered, and gradually burned into a circle, enclosing them inside.

There was commotion in the crowd.

At this point, no one is a fool.

No one can fail to understand that now is the time when life hangs by a thread.

…The Phoenix Army, or the Dark Vatican, as they had guessed before, did indeed have malicious intentions, and all the good things they fabricated were just to use every bit of their flesh and blood.

Some broke down and cried, some struggled and screamed, some wailed and cursed, some knelt down and begged for mercy.

All kinds of life forms suddenly appear on this square at the moment of the cliff of life.

Some unwilling civilians clenched their fists and roared, ready to run out of this weird circle.However, what traps these people seems to be just a flame, and it seems that rushing over is only a short-lived burning, but when the people who want to escape really bump into them, they can't even utter a scream, and they are instantly wiped out. up.

The other people who wanted to run backed away in horror, and those who crowded behind them refused to take a half step closer to the flame.

Claude looked at the panicked faces, and suddenly felt that those faces seemed to be separated by something, which made it difficult for him to have a sense of reality.

He didn't look any further, but closed his eyes, and uttered a long series of complex syllables steadily and softly from his lips.

Immediately, the blue flame was no longer bound by the circle, and slowly licked the people who rolled towards the circle.

For a moment, Claude's mind was blank, and a vague figure appeared in this blankness.

It wasn't Aldea, whom he loved so much that he wiped out the other's consciousness and wanted to stay by his side, but Ludwig.

"Do you think you are really kind? You are not even as good as the hypocritical Bright Holy See."

"Do you think you really got Aldia? You know in your heart that he doesn't love you. It's just that you have been educated by aristocrats since you were a child, and you can't help but be curious about your different life. He finally realized this himself , aren't you afraid that he will recognize his own intentions, so you turned him into a puppet?"

Guangming Shengzi, who has platinum curly hair and an aristocratic accent, sneered, the disdain on his face looked high.

— This is an illusion.

Claude gritted his teeth hard.Yes, he knew that forcibly driving the skulls of the undead again and again these days, with his magister's strength, there must be side effects, not to mention, in order to repair the horrible wound on his back that almost dug out his internal organs, he forcibly perfused it into his body. Too much magic.

After forcing the huge magic circle, the dark magic power that had always been used like a finger finally began to attack the master.Dark magic is good at taking advantage of the deepest negative emotions in people's hearts. Claude once easily drove mad the noble lady who admired Aldia and ridiculed him, and despised the other party's lack of determination.

But when he personally experienced the whispering laughter and sarcasm echoing in the deepest part of his soul, and the voices trying to arouse his guilt and self-blame or anger and jealousy all the time, he realized how difficult it is to face his despicableness and fear .

"enough!"

The young Dark Son suddenly roared inexplicably.

"What's the matter with you, Your Highness?"

He came back to see McKay's confused and concerned expression.

And on the square below the high platform, the dark blue flickering fire of the Yin spirit is still devouring one after another "sacrifices" dutifully.

Claude could feel the energy transformed from this engulfment into his magic pool.

"I'm fine, I'm just distracted."

Claude took a deep breath and spoke as calmly as possible.

The huge wound on his back, which had been forcibly healed with a lot of dark power, felt a dull pain again, but the momentary panic and emptiness in his heart was completely suppressed.

With a little bit of regret and struggle.

"I am not wrong."

After McKay turned back to focus on the magic circle below, he spoke slightly, talking to himself, but it was more like self-persuasion.

"Aldia, as well as the faith of this continent, will be mine. I will be the first Dharma saint on the continent after Ragnarok, and the owner of the largest Holy See."

Feeling the magic power filling his body, and imagining Ludwig as the Holy Son of the Holy See becoming a prisoner, Claude's heart calmed down again.

——I just don’t know what expression he would have if he knew that Ludwig had already surpassed the Saint of Law and was infinitely close to God, and that he had secretly dug the foot of the Holy See’s walls.