Chapter 216 The Last Witch (21)
Boom—bang—
The giant cross on top of the church collapsed to the ground, causing dust to fly everywhere. Everyone screamed and ran around in chaos.
Shisui, the perpetrator, sat cross-legged on the rooftop leisurely, with his hands on his knees and his cheeks in his hands.
"Stop pretending to be dead and get up quickly."
She had accurately calculated the falling speed and landing location of the giant cross, and it would not directly harm Cardinal Gerry's life.
It's not time for him to die yet.
The death of a cardinal in front of the church was certainly a very sensational event, but in the end the responsibility would only fall on Tokisui or Viscount Santa Cruz, and would not be able to shake the foundation of the church and the nobility.
If we want the nobles and the church to stage a good show of attacking each other, we must make Bishop Gerry seriously injured, but still have enough breath to curse passionately. In this way, the conflict between the two sides will escalate again and again, and then tear each other apart and engage in extreme pulling. That way, it will be fun.
When the dust had almost settled, everyone could see clearly that Cardinal Gerry was kneeling on the ground, and only half a step in front of him was a stone cross that had fallen from the sky and broken into two pieces.
Just a little bit and his head would have moved.
Cardinal Gerry stared blankly at the mess in front of him, his ears filled with ringing sounds, and his whole body seemed to be frozen.
"Sir! How are you? Give us a word!"
The clergy gathered around him to ask about his injuries, but Gerry remained indifferent.
It was not until someone supported his arms and tried to pull him up that he came to his senses. He coughed lightly and a stream of blood flowed from the corner of his mouth.
"Sir! Sir, where are you injured?! It's too dangerous here, let's carry you inside!"
The people around continued to ask anxious questions.
Cardinal Gerry covered his mouth and coughed violently, with blood flowing out from between his fingers.
His injuries came from the violent shock of the cross falling to the ground at close range, coupled with a fist-sized flying rock hitting his chest...
He was so frightened just now that he didn't feel any pain. Now that he came to his senses, Cardinal Gerry felt as if his internal organs were being constantly rubbed and pulled, and were broken into pieces.
He was not the only one injured at the scene.
The high-ranking clergymen who followed him, including Viscount Santa Cruz, his wife and the Grand Steward, were either beaten to a bloody pulp by the rocks or pushed to the ground in the chaos, breaking bones and injuring their limbs as they were trampled upon by each other.
In the small space in front of the church, a scene that seemed like a disaster was taking place. Crying, shouting, and questioning were mixed together, making it very lively.
The powerful and influential people were all in a mess, but fortunately the common people were stopped outside and escaped the disaster, and no one was injured.
After the initial confusion, someone suddenly shouted, "Where's the bishop? Has anyone seen the bishop?"
The bishop who ruled this church and had been frightened by Shi Sui and fled overnight, was now...
"Under the cross! The bishop is crushed under the cross!!"
Only a stiff arm was exposed under the rubble, and the deacons recognized him as the bishop by the patterns on his sleeves.
A large pool of dark red blood mixed with brain matter was spreading... He was beyond saving.
In the end, someone died.
Why did the cross on top of the church suddenly fall down... Everyone looked up in panic at the same time.
I saw a figure passing by on the roof. Judging from her figure, it was a woman! However, the distance was too far, so I couldn't see her face clearly.
Facing thousands of terrified eyes, Shi Sui shook his head arrogantly, turned around and ran, moving freely on the roof of the church as if he was in an empty space.
The deacons shouted, "There's the murderer! It's a woman! It must be a witch! Everyone, go catch her!"
But the people around were looking at each other... and no one was willing to move forward.
Citizen A: "Hey, hey... Isn't it your church's responsibility to catch witches? We're unarmed, what can we use to catch them?"
Citizen B: "That's right. Even the Bishop is not immune. If we go, won't we just die?!"
Citizen C: "How terrifying! Could it be that even God can't do anything about her?"
...The lower classes are easily incited, but they are also quite realistic.
This farce just now has caused the church's credibility to seriously decline and plummet to the bottom.
Unable to call the strong farmers, the clergymen who were weak and powerless could only pick up their own weapons and chase after them.
It's noisy and everyone has their own little thoughts.
Viscount Santa Cruz opened his mouth wide and couldn't close it for a long time.
His wife was injured and called him for a long time, but he acted as if he couldn't hear her.
Others didn't know, but he recognized it.
The "witch" standing on top of the church, pushing down the cross and looking down at everyone is Tokiho!!
He always thought that she only knew some tricks like teleporting objects and making people sick.
It was not until today that he realized that she could actually climb walls and even break rocks with her bare hands.
Viscount Santa Cruz felt a chill on the back of his head when he thought about talking to her at close range before.
He was lucky not to die at her hands!!
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