St. Luke didn't say anything, but just quietly floated in the air, with a sacred gaze overlooking the warriors on both sides. The momentum of the angel of war broke out again, and the great power of the holy power enveloped the battlefield.

Stagnant!

Everything on the battlefield stagnated again.

The wave of decisive morale that Viscount Connor tried his best to pull out was once again suppressed to the bottom.

All the enemies' hearts were like falling into the ice cellar, and the cold was extremely cold.

A baron who had been fighting bravely before took the lead in "bang", threw down his weapon, knelt on the ground and confessed piously: "I, Duke Ralph, was deceived by the heretic traitor Connor, and committed an unforgivable sin. I prayed for the great light, my Lord to bring God's punishment to clear my deep sins."

"you……"

Viscount Connor's face was flushed in the distance, and his whole body was trembling with anger. That damn Duke Ralph, every time you were in a meeting, you shouted to destroy the pseudo-Holy See, and you danced the most happily.

It was just that Viscount Connor's betrayal of relatives, but it was just the beginning...

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Chapter completed!