Lancelot was shocked after hearing this and said seriously: "Didn't you send anyone to stay in the city?"

The cavalryman said with a pale face: "In order to rescue Miss Al, the Knight Master brought everyone out, and we did not expect another ambush from the vows..."

"The knight obeys the order and returns to help!" Lancelot decisively issued an order without any hesitation, and took the lead in rushing towards the road to the small town.

Lancelot led the knights ran as fast as possible. When the large army rushed back to the small town, the scene in front of everyone was heartbroken.

Originally, this small town was not prosperous, but it was considered peaceful, but at this time, the air here was covered with smoke and dust, covering the sky and blocking the sun. The originally tall and majestic churches have all turned into ruins, and the fires emitted from time to time continue to ravage the shattered wreckage...

Several survivors were running in the air covered with smoke. They hid under a ruin, drew crosses on their chests, and prayed to God, but not long after, gun bullets from somewhere broke through their heads, and those pale and powerless prayers became the most ridiculous elements in hell...

In the broken town, blood has gathered into rivers, and the abandoners are rampant in the streets, cutting and killing all the church people who are visible to the naked eye.

A woman ran out with a crying baby in her arms, knelt down in front of the oath abandoner, crying and begging for mercy, but the response was a ruthless sword. A oath abandoner even came to the woman's body, grabbed the baby in her arms, and smashed it on the wall viciously, leaving shocking blood and minced meat...

Cruel, bloody... I can't count how many corpses there are on the street, the internal organs and meat-shops have turned into bright red street stalls, as bright red as a feast of hell.

A vow abandoner cut off a survivor who was running for a hurry. He snatched his feet, and slammed his survivor with a swearing cry, brutally cut his flesh and blood, squeezed his internal organs with his hands, and laughed mockingly: "In the name of the Lord, may you ascend to heaven!"

Violence, darkness... During the massacre, all the cloaks of civilization were torn apart, revealing the most primitive rotten souls. Everyone is a demon. The so-called innate sin was exposed without reservation at this moment...

There is no doubt that Lancelot is a great knight, and may even be the purity of the twelve round table knights, but it does not mean that he has no desire or hatred.

Faced with this cruel massacre, Lancelot decisively pulled down the charge mask, and his roaring sound was like an angry lion: "All those who can be seen by the Lord will kill you!"

The blood-angry knights had been waiting for this order, and rushed out with a roar, sweeping like a strong wind in the sound of thunder-like war horse hooves.

These oath abandoners did not expect the church reinforcements to arrive so soon, and they did not expect that they would be led by the Knights of the Round Table. The executioner who originally held the butcher's knife suddenly turned into fish on the chopping board, and was chopped by the knights and turned over.

The knights of the Cross Church were slashing wildly without any mercy. They treated the oaths as they treated the oaths, and smeared their flesh and blood into this devastated small town.

As the troops advanced to the church dormitory, looking at the old figure lying on the stairs, Al on the horse's back almost burst into tears: "Ms. Smith!!!"

Al hurriedly jumped off the horse's back, and felt his knee breaking, and he staggered over.

Mrs. Smith had many wounds on her body, but she was not dead yet. She opened her eyes with difficulty, looked at Al with muddy eyes, stroked her old hands over her face, and said hoarsely: "Ai... are you safe... are you back..."

Al did not carry medical equipment with him at this time, so he could only use first aid to help Mrs. Smith stop bleeding. Of course, this was just futile.

Mrs. Smith is too old. Not to mention simple first aid methods, even if Al really equipped her with her equipment in the Cube Squad, she would probably not be able to withstand the necrosis of this body.

A knight was sad and suddenly found a thick lock on the gate of the church dormitory. He hurried over and slashed the big lock with a sword, opening the door.

The nuns in the dormitory gathered behind the door, all sitting intact on the ground, hugging each other. It turned out that Mrs. Smith deliberately locked the door in order to protect them, and she attracted the attention of the abandoners outside and blocked the girls in the door.

Al's blue eyes were filled with clear tears. She held Mrs. Smith's cold hand tightly and said tremblingly: "Lord is above, you will be fine, you will be fine, you are so kind!"

However, Al's lies cannot deceive anyone or even himself.

Mrs. Smith smiled hoarsely, held Al's little hand and said weakly: "I will return to the Lord's arms and can protect these children before I die."

Mrs. Smith's muddy eyes swept through John, Lancelot, and Loyou. In the end, he did not look at John, or even Lancelot, who was the Knight of the Round Table, but instead looked at Loyou, he turned his eyes on him and asked quietly: "Can the guest in the distance... please tell your name..."

Out of respect for Mrs. Smith, Luoyou stepped forward and bent down, and said in a low voice: "Luoyou."

"Luoyou..." Mrs. Smith looked at Luoyou kindly, and finally nodded and smiled, saying, "Al is a good girl... Please take care of her more in the future..."

Luo You pursed his lips, and after a while of silence, he nodded gently.

Mrs. Smith seemed to have resolved a major event in her heart, and fell in Al's arms with relief. As she was dying, she finally turned her eyes to the nuns running out of the gate.

The nuns cried and surrounded Mrs. Smith, all of them, without exception, were Mrs. Smith who grew up, from birth to this second.

Mrs. Smith is undoubtedly the most important relative of the nuns. How could this scene in front of them not break their hearts? They were already crying.

Mrs. Smith's eyes slowly lost its focus, her old hand held the cross on her chest, and her withered lips trembled slightly: "Is it the sound of the children... the sound of everyone together..."

"I'm leaving... Everyone... don't cry... before going to bed... remember to pray..." The last trace of color in Mrs. Smith's eyes disappeared and returned to a darkness. Only her hands were still holding the cross and she said the farewell words with her last strength, "Go to my Lord..."

The dark clouds blocked the sunlight, and the light on the cross disappeared at this moment...

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Chapter completed!