The Strongest Saint Arrives 2D
13 Conquer! Conquer!

The Shadow

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The ground was littered with corpses, broken swords, broken armor, broken shields, and broken helmets!

The blood stains that contained their deep unwillingness and hatred howled in the cold wind! They wailed in the smoke!

Unwilling, resentful, howling, wailing

It was a desolate scene. This scene was so heroic. Killing intent filled the air, indicating that this was destined to be a sad era.

The gloomy world, the desolate land, the desolate battlefield, the broken horizon, nothing seemed complete.

Between heaven and earth, this sorrowful feeling was transmitted, as if it was telling them that no matter how dazzling things were in the past, in the end, they were slowly submerged in the long river of history. The so-called eternal existence, other than heaven and earth, there was nothing else.

Despite the anger in the surroundings, no matter how desolate the scene was or how confused the air was, it was impossible! It was unable to conceal a determined figure! The existence of that person!

He stood quietly on a mountain that wasn't too high. On the hill, there was a figure wearing silver armor that was almost covered in blood.

Beneath his feet was everything that was damaged. Broken arrows, sharp blades, armor, and life!

These broken defensive equipment and weapons were like flowing river water, standing on the mountain. With the 70 figures on the hill as the center, it flowed down from the top and spread out in all directions! It reached a radius of a hundred miles and a thousand miles

It was unknown how many meters it was before the density of the broken armor and weapons gradually cleared up, revealing the charred ground again!

How shocking was this!

......

Arthur held the Contract and Victory Sword tightly with both hands and leaned against the blade. The blade that had sunk into the ground barely stabilized his body.

He was really tired, but only physically.

This guy named Arthur was already extremely powerful. The extent of the state.

Arthur smiled bitterly as he looked at the one-fifth of his horses that had been sacrificed.

60,000! Nearly 60,000 warriors were buried here! Arthur bent down and gently touched the blood of the sacrificed British warriors.

They! Good job! Even if the enemy was twice as strong as him! Not a single deserter appeared!

Although the remaining people all had moderate injuries, almost everyone stared at the mountain with excited eyes. The figure on the hill.

That was their king, Arthur Pendragon!

Yes, they won! Along the way, the army of the Great British Empire was almost invincible! They had attacked cities and seized land along the way! In just a few months, they had destroyed Eastern Rome, turning this once glorious empire into a rich source of nutrients for the British Empire!!!

Just now, in the final battle! Great Britain wiped out the entire resistance of Eastern Rome! One had to know that the last of the Eastern Roman Empire's huge reserves was a total of 700,000 soldiers! But in the end, the Great British Empire still won!

The Roman Emperor even committed suicide! This battle! It would definitely go down in history! As for the warriors who survived and sacrificed themselves! They would all become heroes! Together with Arthur, his name will go down in history!

Constantinople, the capital of Rome.

As the highest authority in the Christian Church, the Pope trembled. As he trembled, he slowly reached out with both hands and lifted the crown that symbolized the supreme emperor of Europe.

Although he was the spokesperson of God and no longer belonged to any country, this pope was a Roman. At this moment, he was going to crown a person who destroyed his own country. Even if he remembered the teachings of the Christian Church, he still couldn't really relax.

" Your Excellency the Pope!" Arthur sneered. He looked at the Pope who refused to put the crown on his head and said," Why? Are you unwilling?"?”

The Pope felt a wave of killing intent and a chill down his spine. He stared at Arthur's handsome face and said," Sigh…I got the throne with blood and bones! The Lord can't agree with this!"

In this era, although the Christian religion had not yet surpassed the monarchical power, it still had a considerable influence! Almost every king hoped that the coronation ceremony could be personally conducted by the church. This was also a trend in the family!

The Church had power, but it was still considered vast! There was no doubt about it! After all, almost all kings wished to be crowned as the " Son of God ", which was the so-called blessing and recognition of God, so that those who they thought were stupid would not dare to resist! Naturally, this would depend on the Church's assistance! As a result, after the coronation ceremony, there would be countless dirty deeds behind it.

Under such circumstances, Arthur naturally didn't have any respect or good feelings for the so-called Pope, Christian Church, and those bullsh * t gods. He couldn't help but sneer.

"Oh? Then, would the cruel battles that the Roman Empire had carried out in the past be able to attract the Lord's punishment?”

Arthur looked at the Pope calmly. Indeed, compared to the enslavement and slaughter of the defeated countries in the Roman Empire, the current Great Britain was already extremely gentle to treat the citizens here well.

" That's different!" After hearing Arthur's words, the Pope, as a Roman, could not help but say angrily," The journey of the Roman Empire! It was in accordance with the Lord's will! It was a sacred judgment! Judge that filthy blood!”

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