Make your face white with moonlight [Quick Transmigration]

The next day, when the morning light illuminated the pleasant canyon, the Knights of Light once again launched an attack on the Phoenix rebels.

As soon as they played against each other, they realized that their opponents were completely different.

The Phoenix rebels, who had been suppressed and beaten by them all this time, had grown in strength overnight, and the black demonic energy they released was so strong that it could almost completely obscure their sight.Soon, the knights who were hit let out a heart-piercing cry, feeling the violent destructive force rampaging in their bodies, and they were helpless to fight back.

From this day on, the Holy See of Light was defeated in the next few battles.The Phoenix Army easily harvested the lives of the paladins, beating them down to fewer and fewer people.

When the battle report was sent to the Dark Temple, Claude was very satisfied, but McKay behind him was hesitant to speak.

——Claude didn't care, but he was keenly aware that there were fewer and fewer civilians defecting to the Phoenix Territory these days.

Obviously, the inside story of the Phoenix Army's use of dark magic power—even using human lives to supplement their strength—has been spread.

This is fundamentally different from the original world line.

Originally, at the most difficult time of the Dark Holy See, some high-level officials suggested using civilians to supplement the magic power of the Phoenix rebels, but the protagonist Shou firmly disagreed.His persistence touched the civilians who came to join him. The civilians took the initiative to express their willingness to sacrifice the bones of their dead family members to replenish the magic power of the Phoenix Army. The protagonist Shou Claude knelt down for this, and vowed to never let down such support. , It can be said that it not only solved the urgent need but also gained faith.

Since then, the Phoenix Army has completely become an oasis and hope in the hearts of the people at the bottom. Even the fear of the dark Holy See passed down from generation to generation cannot be shaken.

But it's different now.

The protagonist who has been frustrated repeatedly cannot trust Aldia and his feelings, and refines the other party into a puppet.Once this bottom line is broken, the morality that once bound him no longer exists.

When the defectors who had just come to the Phoenix Territory realized that the Phoenix Army was a dark cultist and hesitated and feared, he did not choose to appease them, but threw these defectors into the magic circle to become a source of magic power.

No matter how well the external news is blocked, all the people who moved to Phoenix Territory have no news, how could the relatives and friends outside not guess what happened?

The Phoenix Territory is the dwelling place of demons, the den of the cannibals of the dark church.Such secrets spread like wildfire, and the civilians who originally planned to move to the Phoenix Territory hurried back in fear, gritting their teeth with hatred:

"I thought it was really a kind and selfless magister... Who knows, he actually took advantage of a disaster like the plague to deceive people!"

"No wonder it is said that the Dark Vatican is the devil's believer and the scum of abandoning conscience. It is said that those who moved there were cut open, their flesh and blood were refined to replenish the magic power of the Phoenix Army! And the bones were forged into Weapons. This is to make them unable to be safe even if they die."

The rumors merged with the exaggerated descriptions of the dark church by bards and priests in memory. When this power was mentioned again, people tensed their backs and clenched their fists.

These dark believers took advantage of the plague disaster to wantonly deceive people to die. This undoubtedly made the residents of the unfortunate Lombardy countenance worse, and made them hate it to the bottom of their bones.Some wise people even guessed that even this plague may be a disaster released by these filthy devils, just to deceive people.

What the Phoenix Army did unintentionally became the best foil for Ludwig and the Red Dragon Mercenary Group.

In Gakanna, Ludwig held a healing ceremony for several days, and the pure golden waves easily sprinkled on his fingertips.The majestic magic power shocked the priests of the Lombardy branch of the Holy See of Light who were controlled here.

In their impression, even if the holy son and the bishop want to hold a large ceremony, it takes a long time to prepare and accumulate enough magic power.I have never heard of someone who can cast large-scale magic in such a continuous manner, and still look radiant after the completion.

Even more appalling were Ludwig's remarks during the ceremony.

Not a single word of his eulogy mentioned the Pope, but only praised the God of Light, and then openly stated that the upper echelons of the original Holy See of Light were corrupt and infiltrated by the devil of desire, so that many clergy forgot to spread the grace of God duty of.

It is precisely because of this that he was ordered by God to inherit the power of God, and to re-establish a Holy See, so that believers can communicate directly with God, and no longer be oppressed and bullied by God's envoys, but enjoy God's glory as God's people on an equal footing.

——This is equivalent to confronting the Holy See of Light openly and aboveboard.

The clergymen of the Bright Branch wearing magic shackles were all too frightened to think.

Even if the Holy Son of the Principality of Bigland dared to rebelliously control the Lombardy branch, they had some guesses in their hearts, but they never imagined that he would dare to be so blatant, on the site of the Bright Holy See branch... preaching what Protestantism!

On the contrary, the people below adapted well.

In the beginning, Ludwig and Collins went all the way from Mesa to Gakanna, and the miracles of the black mist receding, the flowers blooming again, and the plague eradication have gradually spread during this period of time; during this time, the Red Dragon mercenaries The group sent holy water and magic storage containers to every village, which strengthened people's recognition of Guangming Protestantism.

The Holy See of the Light did not care about the infected civilians, and thought that the hopeful Phoenix Army was the culprit. In this way, Ludwig and his Protestantism became the only option.

During the five-day healing and blessing ceremony, a steady stream of people came to Gakanna from all directions. They stood under the courtyard wall of the original Holy See, looking up at the boy with platinum-blond hair, as if looking up at the only one in the long dark night. light source.

His fingertips radiated golden warmth, illuminating their withered cheeks and igniting their lifeless eyes.

"...my dear brothers and sisters, may God's light shine on you forever."

The young man said this, his voice was as beautiful as that described by the bard, the melodious voice of a nightingale that only appears in the dense forest where no one is seen.

"May you receive the glory of God and move forward under God's guidance."

The people under the high wall all bent down, with their right hands covering their chests.

They recited the word Guangming, but all they could see in their eyes was the glowing young man above.

He told them that gods have no form, are omniscient and omnipresent, that mountains, rivers and rivers are gods, and that the sun, moon, and stars are gods.But for these simple and pious civilians, they are more eager to worship a real god who can imagine the image, love them, and protect them.

This makes them feel at ease.

These believers looked at the young man with a delicate face and a compassionate expression, and felt that they had found it.

——Yes, God should have the most beautiful face, as long as he stands there, he will shine brightly, and even the most beautiful hymn can't fully sing His graceful demeanor.

——Yes, God should be kind and willing to listen carefully to the voice and desire of every believer, even if he is just a disheveled beggar.

——Yes, God should be powerful, with the eyes to distinguish right from wrong and the supreme power to drive away evil.

And these abstract qualities, they all found in one person.

So they changed from the Bright Holy See to the Bright Protestant easily with little struggle.

After all, they still recite taboos, draw the same cross on their chests, and yearn for the same kindness. The difference is that what used to be the last bit of motivation to support themselves in the darkness seems to have fallen on the ground. into reality.

In the past, God's blessing was just a self-comfort to move their tired body one step longer in despair, but now, they seem to be able to really believe that at the end of the darkness, there is a pair of hands waiting for them.

"—Praise you, sing praises to you, admire you, follow you, our holy son, His Royal Highness Ludwig."

The golden warm current silently converged into the boy's body, expanding the original magic pool again.

Feeling the subtle and majestic power, Ludwig looked at the bright and fiery eyes below, and sighed gently and gently.

Faith.

These simple and hard-working people are more easily moved and satisfied than he imagined.Just for one rescue, they could bring the soul to him so sincerely and give him the power of sincere faith.

How could he not do more for such people?

Bright Protestantism quietly grew up in Lombardy.

On the border of this uncle country, in a place called the Phoenix Territory, the battle between the Phoenix Rebels and the Knights of Light was in full swing, with neither winner nor loser.

The knight commander thought that such a team with low-level members and insufficient reserves could be easily captured, but after several battles, he became more and more frightened.

He finally had to write to the Central Holy See, begging for help and support.As for the abnormality of the Luminous Branch of Lombardy?No, he didn't know, didn't know anything.After all, the life of the lover and the child hangs in the palm of the young holy son who is exquisite and beautiful, but smiles like poison.

The Bright Holy See was very surprised.

When the Lombard branch first asked for help, they were surprised that one of the seven major branches could not deal with a new force. Even if there were so-called "remnants of the dark forces", the dark church disappeared 2000 years ago, and some of them were still alive. What is the dark magician of the world?

Who knew that even after sending out the Knights of Light, they still failed to deal with this rebel army.They had no choice but to invest more troops, send another knight group to join the battle, and at the same time send missions to the active mercenary group, hoping that these mercenary groups could help.

The Phoenix Rebels are not to be outdone either.The magic power obtained from the last undead sacrifice was exhausted, and the civilians who could be used as "sacrifices" in the Phoenix Territory had been "used up". The Dark Church had to go to nearby villages and towns to "bring" people back. To sacrifice.

An atmosphere of fear and resentment spreads here, but it just encourages the generation of dark magic power.The Phoenix rebels obtained a collective advancement, and finally fought inseparably with the forces of the Holy See of Light who came to conquer.

The flames of war burned all the way from the Phoenix Territory on the border of the Lombardy Earl Kingdom, and soon involved the bordering Principality of Antioch and Marquis of Guishuang.Half of the continent fell into the war between the light and the dark Holy See, which later generations called the "Second War of Faith".

——What is most talked about in this war is that neither the Holy See, the overlord of faith that has been active on the mainland, nor the Holy See, who has been secretly planning for more than 2000 years, became the winner of the war.

They have displaced countless people and turned every place into a battlefield. They don't care about the lives and lives of the local people, and they don't even care about the authority and dignity of the local rulers.

They were fighting each other to the death, and at this time Ludwig and Collins had joined hands to control the Lombardy country like an iron barrel.This period of time was enough for them to find out the fate of the original clergy of the Holy See, and, very coincidentally, the earl of this country also took refuge in the Holy See branch when the plague curse came, and fell directly into the hands of the Red Dragon Mercenary Group.Coupled with the enthusiastic support of the common people, it can almost be said that the country is completely under control.

As the base camp, the Principality of Bigland will naturally not be forgotten.

Seeing the flames of war ignited across the continent, Ludwig quickly contacted his patience, and quickly "peacefully evolved" the Bright Holy See branch of Bigland into a Bright Protestantism.

They stripped off the overly luxurious decorations of the Holy See and replaced them with plain whitewash and wooden decorations; they opened the secret vault of the Holy See, took out the luxurious and exquisite collections, and sold some of them to buy food and cotton as wartime reserves... …

The original priests of the Holy See of Light were stunned, and they had changed their residences before they realized their location, and the commoners, who they never cared about, came to worship with flowers in their hands and chanted the name of the Holy Son Ludwig!

"This is a conspiracy!"

They screamed.But at this moment, the Central Holy See is in a hard fight, so how can it have the energy to take care of other things?All small reports were stopped by Cardinal Heyman, who vaguely knew that the child he raised was doing earth-shattering things, and chose to remain silent after struggling for a long time.

"It's time to officially enter the mainland stage."

Ludwig leaned into Collins' arms and rubbed him affectionately.

Occupying the beliefs of the two great powers, and his strength is infinitely close to that of God, there is no longer any need for the Guangming Protestantism to hide.

"Afterwards, I'm afraid I won't even have time to catch my breath." Ludwig couldn't help sighing as he thought about all the troubles he would encounter after the Bright Protestantism was revealed.

Collins looked down at his lazy pupils, chuckled and teased Shengzi's slender and curled eyelashes with his fingers, half teasing and half sighing: "You will soon become the leader of faith in the whole continent, Protestant God, I really feel a little bit reluctant."

"Ok?"

"I don't want you to be looked up to and admired by everyone."

Ludwig blinked and let his eyelashes brush against the opponent's fingertips: "But no matter how many people look up to me, I only have you as a guardian knight, and I only look at you."

His pure blue pupils looked up at the man above, and the smile in his eyes was like a stream melting in early spring.Collins twirled his itchy fingertips, lowered his head with a smile, and planted a cherished and soft kiss on the boy's forehead, then slid down a little bit, and dropped a series of intimate pecks and kisses along the bridge of his high nose, rubbing together, After tossing and turning, it finally reached the soft lips of the other party.

The dragon youth held the boy's lips, and the tip of his tongue deftly penetrated through the jaws, hooked the delicate tongue, and slowly sucked the kiss.

The heads of the two were intertwined upside down, Ludwig made a vague sound, the tip of his nose touched Collins' chin, and his breath hit the man's Adam's apple, stirring up throbbing rolls.

"but……."

When they parted, Collins chuckled, and stopped halfway through speaking, in exchange for the young man's questioning gaze.

"I'm a little excited after thinking about it. The congratulations to God often say that the soul and body of believers belong to the gods." The man smiled and hugged him tighter, "You are the master of the Protestantism, His Royal Highness, the only one A god who is active on the mainland...and I will probably be the only believer of the god who is willing to enjoy the flesh?"

Ludwig picked the man's chin with his finger with a half-smile: "You expect to be enjoyed by me so much?"

"Of course, my lord, my god." Collins pulled off his tight-fitting blouse, exposing his collarbone and half of his chest. "This is my way of expressing my piety."

His holy son looked at his appearance, smiled and kissed him: "It just so happens that your god is very happy with this kind of devout sacrifice."