Where is the third collapse? ! !

[Note: Before the real protagonist appears, the villain is the protagonist of this story.]

"What is this?"

The boy wondered to himself, reached out to wipe it off, but found that he couldn't wipe it off.

"It's actually true?"

"Good morning, Mr. Fu Li. How did you sleep last night? I'm here to call you for breakfast~"

The little angel Vera walked into the room happily and saw Fu Li sitting on the bed, his hands busy on the newly placed Stigma of Reason.

"Good morning, little Miss Vera?"

Fu Li quickly looked up and greeted, "I slept well last night. Although medieval beds are hard, I like hard beds."

He saw Fu Li, and then looked at him hurriedly withdrawing his hands from the holy marks.

The little girl tilted her head, blinked, and a huge exclamation mark appeared above her head.

"Excuse me!!!"

She walked out with her little face flushed, and did not forget to close the door before leaving.

Fu Li was confused at first, but when he looked down, he suddenly realized what was happening.

"You misunderstood, Miss Vera! I don't have the bad habit of rewarding myself so early in the morning!"

He put on his pants and ran out. As soon as he opened the door, he bumped into two large groups of oversized front armor.

"Good morning, little brother!"

The saintly lady with white hair and icy eyes had a meaningful smile on her face. "I just saw little Vera running outside with her hands covering her face. I'm thinking, you didn't force her to do anything she didn't want to do just because she's a fictional character in your eyes, did you?"

While speaking, he also gestured with his hands some of Ding Zhen's bad movements.

Wow, this guy is so dirty!

Fu Li nodded timidly, then quickly shook his head when he realized his reaction was wrong.

"If you don't have any, then there's no need to be so nervous. I still trust your character."

The scumbag saint who had been on guard in the boy's room all night and left half an hour ago, making sure he had no chance to do anything evil, but still teasing him said happily:

"Come on, come on, let's go get that guy Otto. It's almost nine o'clock and he's still lying in bed. Will he set a bad example for the younger generation?"

"No, I'm already awake."

The door not far away was pushed open from the inside, and a blond man rubbed his nose and walked out of the room.

"Let's get going after breakfast."

He pulled out a chair and sat down. "Pentecost will begin promptly at ten o'clock. I'm sure the numerous troops guarding the headquarters have already departed under the leadership of Death Knight Ironmade, and are now scattered throughout Vienna to maintain order."

"to make."

They quickly finished their breakfast, and before leaving, Fu Li gathered them together mysteriously.

"You all take this."

He handed over a few white slips of paper.

"this is?"

Kallen raised her slender eyebrows.

"Life card."

The method of making life cards, like fairy wine, is the product of the last ten consecutive draws.

This item is waterproof and fireproof. It is a kind of paper that represents the vitality of its owner. After being torn, the paper will attract each other regardless of external interference.

In addition, the life card will shrink when the owner is weak, and will return to its original size when the owner recovers. If the life card is slowly turning into ashes, it means that the owner is not far from death.

"I made this thing last night by collecting your nails and hair."

Fu Li handed them out: "Who knows what will happen next. With this thing, we can at least reunite quickly after being forced to separate."

"There's also a share for Miss Vera. Consider it a souvenir."

It is impossible to take Vera with you on this dangerous trip to the headquarters. Neither Otto nor Kallen will agree.

The little girl also knew that she would only be a hindrance if she went, so she said that she would prepare a sumptuous dinner at home and wait for the three people to return victoriously.

"Handy stuff."

Kallen took it generously, tore her own into three pieces, and handed the remaining two pieces to the two people other than Vera.

Fuli and Otto did so.

Kallen folded the three pieces of paper into the shape of a shamrock and said, "Did you know, little brother? In religion, shamrocks often represent good luck."

The shamrock symbolizes luck, hope and love.

In Christian culture, the shamrock represents the Holy Trinity.

"The Holy Trinity is the Father, the Son, and the Holy Spirit."

Fu Li did as he was told, but couldn't help but ask, "What about the four-leaf clover? Does it symbolize that God has a second child in Guangxi?"

“It will bring extra luck and love!”

Vera was at a loss for words. What the hell was a second child? A second child!

"Four-leaf clovers are hard to find, so people believe they are a special lucky charm and have the power to attract love."

Otto muttered quietly, "But in the past, I always thought it was popular because the upright four-leaf clover resembled the cross of Jesus' crucifixion."

Fu Li patted his shoulder excitedly: "Brother! In terms of abstraction, you are not inferior to us modern people!"

"..."

"..."

Their conversation immediately silenced Karen and Vera.

"But I heard that the ancestor of the Apokalypses was Siddhartha Gautama, the founder of Buddhism?"

Fu Li thought of another anecdote: "The descendants of the Enlightened One have joined the Mandate of Heaven to promote the One God. What does that mean? The Star, Crescent, Cross, and Lotus—are the three religions actually one?"

In terms of favorability, he is more optimistic about Buddhism, which has been completely integrated into the Shenzhou system after several changes.

According to Jesus, there would be a hole in the Five Finger Mountain, which would not be able to hold back the Monkey King who was urinating randomly.

"Then let's go out!"

"Bon voyage~"

After bidding farewell to the cute little Vera who waved at the door, the three people with different thoughts embarked on the epic mission of solo clearing the Destiny Headquarters.

As supermen in a broad sense, they naturally do not need to walk the streets.

Otto's quality is a little poor, but Fu Li can hold him in his arms like a princess, so it's not a big problem.

Kallen: Wow!

The three people who were walking across the rooftop looked down and saw that compared to the deserted atmosphere of yesterday, Klosten was obviously much more lively today.

The carriage galloped along, the rider slamming his whip and shouting at the ignorant people who were blocking the road:

"Get out of the way! Get out of the way!"

"Don't you have eyes?"

"Yes, I'm sorry, sir! Ah!"

Similar scenes occurred in towns and cities including Vienna, where the Knights who were responsible for maintaining order simply glanced at the situation and would not intervene unless a large-scale riot was caused.

In this chaotic era, those who could cross different regions were either wealthy or fanatical in their beliefs.

Those guys from wealthy families got off their carriages after arriving at the gathering square, chatting and joking with the well-dressed human-like stars, casting sarcastic glances from time to time; the ragged fanatics, led by the believers, went to the square in front of the church, where they knelt in unison, waiting for the arrival of the incarnation of God - Archbishop Nicholas Apokalis of Destiny.

Under the sunlight, the majestic and magnificent buildings of the Holy See appear solemn and dignified. It is shaded by green trees and blooming flowers, as if it is a peaceful holy place.

The main entrance of the Vatican is a huge bronze gate with exquisite carvings on it. Behind it is a wide square with a towering stone monument standing in the center.

Beneath the stone tablet, knights armed with weapons were patrolling in groups of three or four.

Fu Li retracted his gaze and asked, "Didn't they say that the troops were sent out to maintain order?"

"Sending troops to maintain order doesn't mean leaving no one on guard."

Otto in his arms moved his arms uncomfortably. "Compared to the elite Death Knights, the Papal Knights before us are far inferior in strength."

Kallen was even more blunt: "I can beat a hundred with one hand, even now."

A moment later, accompanied by the children's prayers from the choir, a handsome middle-aged man with blond hair and blue eyes slowly walked to the front desk.

As soon as they saw him, the fanatics immediately shouted like a tsunami:

"Long live the Bishop!"

"Lord Almighty!"

"Please bless me!"

"Amen!"

They pushed and trampled forward desperately, completely unaware that in the corners of the streets and alleys, there were more people who had lost everything due to the Eastern Expeditions and heavy taxes, looking at them with dark eyes.

Or maybe they care about them, but don't take them seriously.

Otto whispered: "People despise each other, but also flatter each other. Each wants to be superior to the other, but each grovels before the other."

There was also sadness in Karen's eyes. How many of these people were willing to sell their wives and children to come here for their faith, spend all their wealth to buy indulgences, and crawl under the brilliant light to feel that tiny bit of light.

However, the saddest thing is that even this hope is nothing but a false thing fabricated by others.

Whether it is the Lord we believe in or this false world of data.

Once you arrive near the headquarters of Tianming, you can no longer shuttle between the eaves like before. Under the influence of the large-scale Eye of Truth, the props of Xukong Wanzang's mimicry and Fu Li's breath blocking will become difficult to be effective.

Hiding behind the houses, they peeked toward the square. On the high platform in the center, Bishop Niklas was giving a speech at its climax.

As for the content——

Well, to paraphrase a famous quote from Sea Tiger: Whenever I want to show you a little respect, you speak.

It's nonsense, confusing right and wrong.

In the eyes of Fu Li, who had received nine years of orthodox compulsory education, this was the extent of it.

Come to think of it, if any modern Chinese person with normal values ​​were thrown back into medieval Europe, it might be a bit of an exaggeration to call him a saint, but his moral standards would definitely be at the level of a paladin.

Even Kallen, who is known as the Holy Maiden of Destiny, may not have the same correct values ​​as modern Chinese people in this regard.

After all, everyone claims to be a Paradox player, but in reality they would hesitate even to kill a goose; petty theft is an unforgivable sin, not only will your conscience be condemned, but if you are caught you will be stabbed in the spine for half your life.

This is the embodiment of the times and civilization.

"Brother, please lend me your unbreakable values!"

Holding Fu Li's hand, Otto's face was full of sincerity.

"?"

The boy withdrew his hand, took out the handkerchief Miss Vera had given him before leaving, and wiped it vigorously.

The Holy Cross Barrier consumes a large amount of Honkai Energy to create a circular barrier with a radius of hundreds or thousands of meters. The specific range depends on the consumption.

The barrier not only continuously heals allies' injuries and blocks enemy units from entering, but even if they successfully break through the barrier and enter the barrier, they will be continuously judged, causing a large amount of mixed holy and light damage.

"If you have the appropriate knowledge, you can also use external energy sources such as earth vein energy or Honkai energy crystals to create a semi-permanent Holy Cross barrier."

Otto narrowed his eyes. In the sunlight, the translucent barrier surrounding the church reflected a dazzling golden light. "The headquarters' outer layer is covered in precisely this substance. Therefore, even after learning of Kallen's defection, Bishop Niklas still dared to allow the elite Death Knights to scatter throughout the city."

An S-rank Valkyrie in her prime, armed with the Divine Key, could easily shatter the Holy Cross barrier, which absorbed energy from the earth's veins within a radius of a hundred miles, with a single blow. But Kallen now? Forget it.

After saying this, Otto looked at Fu Li with empty eyes.

"Look what I'm doing."

The boy said calmly, "If we really can't get in, you'll be the one who's more anxious, not me."

"Pfft!"

Kallen was giggling with her hands covering her lips, and her fleeting beauty made people's eyes widen.

"cough!"