Make your face white with moonlight [Quick Transmigration]

In 13792 of the continental calendar, the first day of the velvet moon.

In the thin morning light, boys aged [-] or [-] took a few copper coins given by the monks of the Holy See, beat broken gongs with stones, shuttled through the alleys, and shouted : "Notice from the Central Holy See! Announcement from the Central Holy See!"

Some women with thick waists opened the door and shouted, and gradually some people came out to ask what happened.

The supreme leader of the Holy See, Pope Siervado, stated that he would personally adjudicate the so-called Holy Son Ludwig of the Bright Protestantism in three days.

"The Pope has issued a killing order to the entire continent."

Ludwig got the latest mainland mansion newspaper for the first time, and he was not moved when his portrait was placed in the most eye-catching place on the first page, with a bright red wanted sign, and his expression was even a little joking:

"This pope has always been arrogant, and a small role like me is actually worthy of his big fanfare and personal conquest?"

Collins stretched out his finger and flicked the tip of his nose: "You stopped 300 people with one blow, and now it is rumored that you are the first Dharma saint born after the disappearance of the gods. Who do you think would dare to take this task? I will check with the mercenary union. No one wants to be this early bird."

"But how dare the Pope?" Ludwig thought for a while, "He is not someone who can afford to lose. He publicly stated that he would deal with me personally. If he came all the way and finally lost, would he still want his face? Once the pope loses, the majesty of the Holy See suddenly collapses. I don't believe he doesn't consider this issue."

"I asked the mercenary group to investigate." Collins took out a scrawled note from the cowhide pouch on his waist, "The brothers near the Central Vatican said that they found that the Bright Vatican received a letter with the emblem of the Dark Vatican recently. .Perhaps, this is his backhand."

"...In the Phoenix Territory, there have been very few battles in the past few days." Ludwig narrowed his eyes, "Could it be that the two sides have reached an agreement to cease fire in order to jointly deal with me?" That was really shocking news. up.The day when the Holy See of Light was born, it regarded the Holy See of Darkness as its mortal enemy, and the Holy See of Darkness was even disbanded by the Holy See of Light and could only be passed on secretly.Can the two parties reconcile? !

"If this is true, those who are suspected of being the "remnants of the Dark Holy See" will have to be burned alive, if their souls are still there, how would they feel?" Collins laughed ironically.

"I am really a sinful man." Ludwig exaggeratedly sighed, "Let the fans of the God of Light and the God of Darkness shake hands and say goodbye, and when I fall, it will be worth writing on the epitaph."

Collins knocked him on the head: "What nonsense? What is not falling."

He said again: "It is not a good thing for these two sides to join forces. They have no lower limit. Be careful of the dark Holy See's secret actions."

Three days later, the Pope appeared in Jacanna with horses and chariots. The infantry at the forefront were often cannon fodder in wars, but this time even the vanguard was well-equipped, and the knights behind them were even more prepared.

The knights surrounded a gorgeous carriage, pulled by the snow-white horses of the gods, and the delicate carvings and decorations in gold, combined with the deep velvet red, brought the luxury and elegance to the extreme.This is undoubtedly the Pope's frame.

And behind this carriage, there is also a row of soldiers pushing magic crystal cannons, which are obviously used for long-distance attacks.Although the crusade this time is in the name of a ruling, the personnel and equipment are already on the scale of a formal war.

The Pope got down from the carriage, and his personal knight declared war on the Bright Protestantism, or Ludwig himself, instead of him.

No matter how fatuous and depraved the Pope is, in this era when people without magic were not well-informed, as the leader of the Holy See, he was also beautified by many superstitions, carrying faith and love.

Therefore, Ludwig could not deal with the cardinals who came before him at will, but chose to accept the opponent's declaration of war with noble etiquette.

Under the watchful eyes of everyone, Ludwig walked out of the courtyard wall of the Lombard branch in accordance with the Pope's request.The Red Dragon Mercenary Group originally wanted to follow him, but was rejected, and Collins was the only one following him.

The pope couldn't hide his joy, but he still pretended to be a gesture: "Poor lamb who was deceived by the devil, this is a formal conquest. Even if you come alone, this church will retaliate with the most solemn attack. I will use Justice, judge your crimes, free your soul, and bring him before God for judgment..."

The tone sounded kind, but the movements in his hands were not slow at all. Before he finished speaking, he had already cast a sharp attack magic with his staff, and shot towards Ludwig's neck.

Accompanied by his movements, all the paladins raised their swords in unison. The battle aura at the tip of the swords was connected with each other, suddenly connecting into a dense and mighty energy cloud, which gradually expanded with the pope as the center, which was daunting.

This is the group attack formation "order referee" at the bottom of the box of the Holy See of Light, with knights as the nodes of the formation, and the magical battle energy between each node communicates with each other, so that the energy can increase exponentially.

The pope spoke beautifully, but he immediately used a big killer as soon as he came up. Obviously, he had no leeway in wanting to kill Ludwig.

But in front of such an attack, Ludwig didn't even move his eyebrows.Collins stood up and transformed into a giant in mid-air. His body was completely stretched out, completely blocking the sun in the sky. For a while, the entire sky was darkened.

"dragon……"

The Pope raised his head in surprise, a trace of greed flashed in his cloudy eyes.

There are endless legends about dragons, and it is said that whether they are domesticated or killed, they can bring great benefits to their owners.

Unfortunately, after the dusk of the gods, the dragons with pure blood have long since disappeared, and there has not been a dragon family that can show a dragon shape for many years.

However, before the Pope had time to think about how to defeat Ludwig and imprison the giant dragon, the huge body like a mountain suddenly fell towards the ground.

The shadow hangs over the heads of the Paladins, even if they are well-trained, they can't help but exclaim from their throats——

"boom!"

A huge impact sounded, accompanied by screams and flying flesh.The energy array that was originally soaring to the sky only lasted for two breaths under the impact, and it shattered like porcelain.

The knights were unable to get up under the powerful blow of the red dragon, and even their internal organs were damaged, and they vomited blood, losing their fighting power.Only the Pope was left, carrying the shield left by the Holy Spirit thousands of years ago, who was able to prop up a space to protect him.

"Impossible!" cried the Pope.Judgment of Order is the most powerful formation. All the knights are of the same mind, and the superposition of fighting spirit creates astonishing power. Even the holy man cannot escape.

Even if it is a dragon clan, it is absolutely impossible to break it so easily!

The red dragon casually brushed off the fainted person on its paws, and with a flap of its huge bat wings, the airflow pushed the pope's carriage far away, as casually as shaking off water drops after bathing.

"Nothing is impossible. Your formations are worthless in the age when the gods are flourishing, that is, they are of some use in the past 2000 years." The huge dragon turned its head, and its huge head as high as the city wall smashed in front of the Pope's carriage and bared. Grinning his teeth, his cobalt blue eyes can't see the cuteness of a larva at all, and one glance makes one's heart tremble, "It's a pity that Ragnarok is just the dusk of people who have been abandoned by gods. And I—"

He breathed out provocatively.

The pope, who had just stabilized his body, flew upside down again.

"—is favored by my gods."

Collins laughed out loud, and with his current size, the whole earth trembled.

Also because of his size, what he said was clearly heard by the surrounding paladins and the civilians watching the battle from a distance.

"Favoured?!"

They looked at the huge and smooth red dragon in astonishment, and they saw fine golden rays of light on the scales on his body.People who are familiar with history looked at it nostalgicly: "This is the power of God!"

The gift given by the gods to believers can bring an enviable increase in magic power.

However, after the War of the Gods 2000 years ago, all the gods were no longer connected with the mainland.

——Could Dragon God be an exception?

Has it returned to its offspring?

"My god is not the Dragon God, not the God of Light, not any god known to people before Ragnarok." As if knowing what the people around him were thinking, the giant dragon raised its head and spewed out a bright red dragon fire. There was a lot of pride in it, "What I believe in is the successor chosen by the God of Light, the only god born after Ragnarok, the only god who still cares about this continent, His Highness Ludwig."

...newborn, god?

People shouted, and turned their horrified eyes to the giant dragon who seemed to be just talking casually, and then turned to the young man behind it.

He means... this Holy Son, Ludwig is God? !

The knights, who were crushed to the ground and unable to get up for a long time, immediately wanted to say "ridiculous", but they dared not speak out when they saw the huge and terrifying dragon.

Gradually, the people whose minds were frozen due to shock slowly resumed their thinking.They recalled what Collins said, and recalled the power of God's favor in him, but they couldn't find anything to refute!

You must know that no devout believer would pretend to be other gods and attribute their favor to others, otherwise, it would be a crime of treason to anger the gods.

The fact that Collins dares to say this can only prove that the divine favor on him is indeed from Ludwig!

But, my God!

The existence of worship and belief has always been placed in my heart.

I always feel that it should be just a phantom, a powerful, omnipotent existence that can be imagined arbitrarily.Such an existence, how can there be a real corresponding person? !

Others were stunned by the news, while Ludwig stood in the open space behind the red dragon with a helpless expression——

When did he become the successor chosen by the God of Light?

Ever since he knew that the gods suffered heavy casualties and could not take care of the mainland, his family dragon began to drift away, making up stories one by one, adding some cool character designs to him at any time, ah no, god designs.

In the eyes of all around, Ludwig gathered mellow golden energy all over his body. At the same time, he slowly rose from the ground and floated into the air, looking down at the people below, gentle, elegant, but alienated.Just like all the gods people imagine.

"I uphold the will of the God of Light and obtain divine power." Ludwig looked down at the people below, and acknowledged the setting Collins gave him, "I came for the pious and hardworking people of the entire continent, for those who are struggling Coming to oppress the innocent in the midst of bullying."

Having said that, he looked at the Pope's distorted face with jealousy, suddenly raised his eyebrows, and decided to make a rash.

Relying on the pope's ignorance of the inside story of the fall of the God of Light, Ludwig deliberately made up the most unacceptable "truth" to anger him: "The God of Light has gradually lost control of the mainland since Ragnarok, and wants to choose an envoy to replace him." He protects the believers. If you hadn’t searched for wealth and rare medicinal materials in order to be promoted to the Dharma Sage, let the priests greedily extort bribes, oppressed the people, and made the Holy See become a mess, you should have the qualifications.”

"Is it surprising? You fell in pursuit of a higher level of power, obsessed with finding opportunities to advance. Unfortunately, you don't know that a pure soul is the only way forward."

"—God chose me."

The pope heard the clue from his words, and his whole body was struck by lightning: "This is not true! You lied to me!"

Of course he was lying to him.But Ludwig just smiled and didn't answer. The pity in his eyes drove the pope, who had been pursuing the promotion of the Holy Spirit all his life, into madness: "That's mine! The divine power is mine! I should have become the most powerful person on this continent. A powerful magician, everyone should worship at my feet!"

He waved his staff recklessly, spit out a series of weird syllables, the silver light on the staff instantly flourished, and the surging magic power split into countless thin and small blade-shaped magic fragments, like fragments splashed after an explosion Same, blow to Ludwig.

At the same moment, a scroll appeared in his empty hand. Judging from the color and texture, it was known that it had been preserved for many years, and it might be left over from before Ragnarok.

The scroll was shaken open, and a fluffy and huge demon lion jumped out from inside immediately.It is obviously a magical structure, but it is alive and well, even the roar is as thick as a real lion, and the bright blue flames on the gleaming claws show that it is different from the powerful magic power of a real lion.

Together with the lion's bloody maw and splashing thin light blade, it rushed towards Ludwig in a blink of an eye.

There was an exclamation from the crowd watching from a distance.

But the boy just smiled, and shook his index finger with his right hand in the air, and thousands of snow blades melted into the air.And the left hand stretched out accurately, directly clamping the lion's jaw.

Although the hand was white and slender, it glowed with a faint golden light. After all, the lion was a product of magic. Under such light, it didn't even have the strength to struggle. Turned into a misty shadow.

People watched all this in astonishment.No one expected that the huge momentum created by the Pope was just a matter of waving a finger to Ludwig.

"Why do you need to humiliate yourself, Servado? It is the most unwise choice to be an enemy of the gods." Ludwig pronounced the Pope's name, saying:

"you lose."

He spread out his ten fingers, interweaved a net with divine power, covered the Pope with a grim expression, and tightened it up little by little.But when he said the words "you lost", the struggling Pope suddenly paused for a second, showing a slightly weird smile.

The young man suddenly felt vigilant, and then he saw that the huge square suddenly turned into thick darkness as if someone had splashed ink on it.The wind blows, the sun disappears, wailing and mournful cries sound in my ears, and faint ghosts shake and walk out of the darkness.

The people watching the battle became commotion, exclaiming and wanting to get rid of this weird change.Even the paladins were at a loss, knelt down and crossed their chests, begging the God of Light for help.

"You really joined forces with the Dark Holy See."

Ludwig saw that the pope was the only one who was very calm, and immediately reacted: "For the sake of being able to bend and stretch, is your belief still faith? I'm afraid it's just for use."

"If you don't die, our faith will be lost."

Another voice sounded, very familiar.

"Claude." Ludwig was not surprised when he saw the figure appearing out of nowhere, "Do you think that ghosts and illusions can trap me?"

Claude showed jealousy on his face: "It's unexpected that you can become a god. But fortunately, the Dark Holy See has survived for many years, and there are secret treasures left to me by the Dark God."

With murderous intent in his eyes, he took out a ring from the strange robe and put it on the index finger of his left hand, then pricked the fingertip to let the blood drip on the surface of the ring.

"--what!!!"

The deep purple flame ignited out of thin air, and in a blink of an eye, Claude's left hand was burned into a dense bone. He collapsed to the ground with his wrists in his arms, his face was distorted and deformed by the sharp pain, but his eyes were fixed on Luther. Vichy, that kind of deep hatred made the latter unable to understand.

Ludwig instinctively felt the threat that the ring brought him, and he didn't want to be overconfident like the villain in the story, causing the gutter to capsize, so he immediately released his divine power to try to destroy the ring directly.However, the omnipotent divine power fell on Claude's hand bones, but it had no effect, just a flash of light slipped past, and then disappeared.

"The host. He is holding the ring once worn by the God of Darkness, the kiss of the abyss." The Jinjiang system, which had not made a sound for a long time, reminded, "You have divine power, but what this ring releases is also divine power. Because the power is too great , It requires too much magic power to awaken it, and Claude even paid the price with one hand."

When the system spoke, the ring was fully awakened.

All the light seemed to be stripped away in an instant, and even with quasi-god ability, he couldn't see anything.Sad crying and Jie Jie's laughter pierced into his ears, as if they wanted to penetrate his brain.Even if you stretch out your hand and use your supernatural power, it seems that there is no response at all.

Ludwig only felt a flash in front of his eyes, and in an instant, a white-haired old man pointed at his nose with tears and cursed:

"It's not as good as a pig or a dog! In the name of light, it's actually a marrow-sucking beast!"

The weeping peasant sits at his feet:

"This year's harvest was all destroyed by the heavy rain! In order to build the church, you have increased taxes, and you have increased taxes! - You said it was not your idea, but why are you not an accomplice?!"

"Do you know that my daughter starved to death!"

The emaciated woman broke down and cried.

Countless phantoms appeared, questioning and accusing each other.The emotions of resentment, despair and helplessness rushed towards Ludwig from these shadows like substance, trying to engulf him.

The most unfortunate souls and most desperate memories are stored in this ring, a purgatory of blood and fire.They twisted and approached the people shrouded in darkness, grabbed them with dripping bloody hand bones, held them back, begged and cursed with broken voices, trying to force out the deepest guilt, resentment and pain in people's hearts.

The young man heard someone crying and begging the old father he had abandoned for forgiveness in the distance, he heard someone screaming in horror to tell the person who was framed and died by him to go away, and he heard someone kneeling madly and praying for the dead family member to return to his side .

"It turned out to be a fantasy that brought back the most painful memories."

Ludwig understood.He looked at the phantoms with stern expressions around him, and stretched out his hand: "It turns out that what I am most sad about is that I can't save you. But although I am sad, I don't feel guilty about it. I have done my best to eliminate those who exploited the people." Maggots; I have established a Protestantism with my own hands. It may not be perfect, but at least it has made this continent better than before; I have used my divine power to restore life to the plague-stricken people..."

"Yes, I feel sad and ache for not ending evil, but it's not enough to shake my faith. I'm pretty sure I'm on the right track."