Huh? Are they all real?.

"They're all unable to move, right? The poison has taken effect?"

Moen said calmly:

"Yes, it's already in effect. They're no longer a threat."

Higher sequences are almost invincible against lower sequences, but if the other party drinks something without warning, that's a different story.

Even Moen couldn't defeat them with pure mortal power, but this compromise still left much room for maneuver.

Furthermore, this is also a method that others can try to replicate.

Moen used poisons from the Assassin's Court that he had personally concocted. Although the Assassin's Court had long been wiped out by the Lionheart, its various poisons and formulas were still circulating on the black market, something that could be obtained with money.

Although it is still very difficult to implement, it is definitely feasible.

Moreover, all Moen wanted was to prove to people that it was feasible.

The three Sequence 3 demigods are now unable to even speak; they can only watch helplessly as Moen and Patriarch Glenn stand before them discussing all that they have prepared.

"Leaving aside what you gave them to drink, how did you get your hands on the King of Copper Furnaces' Luo Luo Wine?"

To be honest, if he had gotten his hands on the Luo Luo wine brewed by the King of Copper Furnace, he definitely wouldn't have been willing to use it on this.

This might be the difference between him and the other person, but he really couldn't bear to part with them.

The value of that thing is unimaginable.

Moen shook his head and said:

"That's not Copper Furnace King's Lolo wine, or even whether Copper Furnace King ever brewed Lolo wine is another matter. It's just a bottle of Lolo wine with a similar vintage. In fact, it was found in your collection."

This time, not only Patriarch Glenn, but even the three people lying on the ground were stunned.

It's not?!

We risked our lives, and you're saying it's not even the real thing?

At this moment, even Glenn Shepherd glanced at the three people on the ground with a hint of pity.

This time, he really will die with his eyes wide open in disbelief.

Then Patriarch Glenn also said in a daze:

"So that's from our warehouse? No wonder it looked familiar. But aren't you afraid of being caught?"

Moen laughed:

"That's precisely because it doesn't exist that we can say it is. After all, the three lords certainly wouldn't believe you have the guts to lie to them."

“In this situation, as long as it’s something you’ve brought out, and it’s not obviously fake, then it’s undoubtedly genuine, and the three of them will be eager to drink it.”

"My lords, do you think there's anything wrong with what I said?"

The three, whose faces were already extremely pale, turned even more ashen.

That guy was absolutely right!

In that case, once it's brought out, it will be the real deal!

No one would doubt this.

Unless it's ridiculously fake.

This is human nature, simply the application of human nature.

Of course, the most important point here is that Patriarch Glenn, under Moen's guidance, did not show any weakness at all; otherwise, even a slight mistake could have led to drastically different results.

"You, what do you want to do?"

Cardinal Moss, lying on the ground, struggled to utter these words. But his voice was so faint that even Moen, who was standing right next to him, almost didn't hear it.

Moen looked down at him and said:

"Don't worry, I won't kill any of you, and I can't kill any of you."

These words startled the three men, and also caused Patriarch Glenn's expression to change drastically:

"What do you mean 'can't be killed'? Do you know what will happen if we can't kill them? We'll all die, and Lord Göring will be completely finished!"

Moen calmly looked at the three people at his feet and said:

“They are demigods, Sequence Three. Even if we made them drink the poison from the Assassin’s Court and smell the Arsmi fragrance for so long, it would only render them powerless.”

"They'll probably recover in a dozen minutes at most. And their physical strength hasn't changed much. Even in your warehouse, I haven't found anything effective to kill a demigod of this level."

Patriarch Glenn's expression grew increasingly grim, while the three men on the ground felt a glimmer of hope.

Is it possible for him to survive?

"So you must have some other plans, right? Otherwise, that would be too stupid. Tell me you have other plans!"

Moen turned to Patriarch Glenn and said:

"Of course."

These words brought Patriarch Glenn a great sense of relief, but also plunged the three of them into despair.

"That scared me to death. So what is it?"

"This flagship, I've seen the information you provided. It's a treasure that only a handful exist in the entire church, so its power source is an incomparably precious dragon heart."

Moen, who was answering Patriarch Glenn, quietly looked at the three people at his feet.

"And to this day, I have never heard of a demigod being able to withstand the Dragon Heart's self-destruction with his physical body."

Despair was etched on their faces.

Because they not only knew Moen's thoughts, they also knew that the dragon's heart was right below them!

In the past, this was a powerful way to demonstrate status, but now...

If that dragon heart were to truly explode, at this distance, let alone those rendered powerless, even under normal circumstances, they could be instantly killed due to insufficient reaction time.

After giving the answer and estimating the time, Moen said to Patriarch Glenn:

"Your Majesty, I think it's time for us to leave as well."

"Okay, okay, let me check first. It shouldn't explode anytime soon, right?"

"Don't worry, there aren't many people in this world worth risking my life for, let alone these few."

He left behind this statement, which sounded incredibly sarcastic yet was also remarkably true.

Moen and his companion then left the room.

The three people on the ground could only watch helplessly as they left, and said to the knights outside the door:

"The three gentlemen are enjoying fine wine. Do not disturb them unless it is absolutely necessary."

The knights bowed their heads and agreed.

The two strolled away.

As Patriarch Glenn led his troops away from the flagship.

The girl also returned to Moen's side.

"It's installed."

Chapter 295 The Death of a Cardinal

Time was ticking away, and the three saints who were still lying on the ground struggled to crawl toward the door.

Despite their utter exhaustion and struggle, they haven't managed to crawl even half a body length out of the precipice.

They longed to call upon the knight at the door.

If anyone notices something is wrong, the other party's plan will instantly fall apart.

However, their voices were so faint that people outside couldn't hear them at all.

Moreover, both the expensive carpet beneath them and the spells hanging on the surrounding walls made the entire room extremely soundproof.

What used to be a double enjoyment of spiritual and material pleasures has now become a deadly prison.

Even so, they did not give up the struggle.

The harder you try, the easier it is to despair.

I don't know if a few minutes or ten minutes had passed.

They were already terrified by the time bomb beneath them and began to pray to the faith they had long abandoned:

'Your Majesties, I beg you to have mercy! I beg you to save your devout servant!'

'I repent, I am guilty, but Your Majesties, you cannot abandon your servants!'

'Save me, save me! I beg you, Your Majesties! I am your servant, I am your blade! You cannot do this!'

The ridiculous sound actually got through.

But even if the prayers are conveyed, it will have no effect.

Because the one who sentenced them to death was none other than the Lionheart, to whom they were praying.

Upon hearing the faint prayer, Moen couldn't help but turn and look at the flagship.

After gazing at the horizon for a moment, Moen, standing on the deck, said in disbelief:

"You actually dare to pray to me?!"

Although they did not know who killed them, did they not know that their actions were already a grave crime of blasphemy against the king?

He abandoned his faith from the very beginning, but now that he's facing death, he's starting to repent and pray for salvation.

Such a comical scene even made the king lower his head and laugh.

And that magnificent flagship, at the very moment the king lowered his head and laughed, burst forth with light comparable to the sun.

There was no sound, only more and more beams of light leaking from the flagship, and then everyone saw a new, pale sun being born!

This scene was so dazzling and breathtaking.

So much so that whether it was Moen standing on the deck, the church soldiers on the other ships, or even the people of Rodgerns who were waiting under the church's arrangement to welcome the two cardinals.

They all witnessed this astonishing scene!

Because of the flagship's special status, even the poorest people who couldn't write their own names knew that the largest and most luxurious airship must be the vehicle of the two cardinals.

But now, that thing has exploded?

This question then arose in my mind.

The pale sun unleashed a terrifying impact that swept across the land.

This force not only scattered the fleet but also created a huge wave that crashed towards Rodgerens.

Although it didn't destroy everything on the ground, it still made everyone feel the terror of the power exploding.

Amidst the swirling sandstorm, a thunderous explosion erupted from the ground.

This time, everyone knew one thing—the two cardinals were definitely dead!

Not only is the Patriarch dead, but even the cardinals sent by the Holy City are dead!

One after another, things that had never happened in the entire New World for millions of years began to happen before their eyes.

Add to that the eerie night before.

Even the most dull-witted person would have noticed something was wrong.

The world is about to change in their New World!

Such discoveries and ideas began to give people, who had been living in a stagnant pool of life, a glimmer of hope they had never felt before.

What changes this glimmer of hope can bring remains to be seen.

But at least things have changed.

This is something that has almost never happened in the entire Storm Parish.

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There's no need to confirm anything anymore.

After witnessing that scene, the three surviving demigods in the fleet turned ashen-faced and said to their subordinates: