In the Middle Ages, people drew cards to be promoted to nobility. - Chapter 769

Bishop Michael leaped up from between the “sky” and the “ocean” and picked up the obsidian saw sword that was full of wildness and had killed countless human sacrifices and wild beasts in the Aztec era.

In a trance, it seemed as if the roar of a jaguar sounded in people’s ears.

The heroic spirit of Cuauhtémos, the last jaguar warrior, who lived in this sword, roared silently, making every sawtooth on the obsidian sword bend and extend like two rows of black fangs.

Compared with Jeanna, the more blazing, violent, and aggressive holy flames enveloped Archbishop Michael in it, rendering him like an archangel descended to the world.

At this moment, the power exerted by Archbishop Michael was infinitely close to Jeanna in the state of “holy body”.

The dragon in the sky stopped its futile breath, and its huge golden eyes stared at Bishop Michael, who seemed to be a moth to a flame, but there was still endless indifference on the majestic dragon face.

“The church still has such a terrible power to fight against the dragon with human power!”

Porfirio shuddered. He knew that the hidden power of the church was very strong, but when he saw such a great power with his own eyes, he felt a chill on his spine when he recalled the plan to confiscate the church’s real estate in his office.

“Hail Maria! In our lifetime, we can actually witness such a powerful holy power with our own eyes!”

The leaders of several knights, as insiders, felt incredible.

“How did Archbishop Michael do it? I pray devoutly every day, and besides honing my martial arts, I also practice hard. But now it seems that the gap between my strength and that of the Archbishop has not only not narrowed, but has become larger and larger.”

“I heard that the Archbishop once planted a large number of herbs such as belladonna, mandrake, potato chips and hemp in his estate and manor. The Archbishop may have embarked on that path.”

“You mean, God’s test?”

The leaders of the Knights were shocked. God’s test is to take a large amount of these hallucinogenic drugs for a long time, and even actively purify them to increase their toxicity. After they become completely addicted, they will quit.

After that, the spirit and will of the user will be in extreme torment every day.

This is the most extreme way of asceticism. Most of the people who claim to be determined and as strong as steel will only be captured by these drugs as slaves. From then on, they can no longer use the Holy Light and will only become zombies.

“Is the dragon scared silly? Why doesn’t it hide?”

The leaders of the Knights’ Order, watching the archbishop holding the holy object and getting closer and closer to the dragon, couldn’t help but have an ominous premonition in their hearts. The high-level dragon of the ancient dragon level is naturally not a fool.

It dares not to hide, which only means that it still has a trump card.

Lothar looked calmly at the obsidian sword slashing down on his head. This sword was swung by the Mexican clergyman at the cost of detonating the holy power stored in the holy weapon for countless years. The “weapon spirit” contained in it has completely locked his breath.

Even if Prajna puts him into the “death space” now, this obsidian sword will break through the barrier of space and cut him.

Since he can’t hide, Lothar simply doesn’t hide.

Boom–

A thunderbolt in the clear sky.

A golden spear slowly appeared beside Lothar. Since it was upgraded to the King’s New Spear, Lothar had never used it, but had always enshrined it in the St. Mark’s Cathedral in Alexandria under the name of “Holy Spear of Longinus”.

Although the time was short, the power of faith stored in it was already quite a lot. After all, the pilgrims in the Middle Ages who were willing to travel thousands of miles to the Holy Land were the best among the believers in terms of determination and piety.

As the “Spear of Destiny” appeared, a melodious dragon roar suddenly exploded.

The illusory dragon shadow lingered on the spear, and flew towards the obsidian sword that was chopped.

In a trance, Archbishop Michael actually had a feeling of praying devoutly when facing the Virgin Mary and the statue of Christ on weekdays, and the person using the Holy Spear on the opposite side was the incarnation of God – but how could that be possible?

As the Spear of Destiny got closer and closer to him, he felt an invisible sense of oppression, as if God was ordering him to put down his weapon and be killed.

This blasphemous thought made Archbishop Michael’s anger grow stronger: “Go to hell! Damn blasphemer!”

Boom——

The Spear of Destiny collided with the Obsidian Sword, and Archbishop Michael felt that the holy light in his body was rapidly disappearing – this was the effect of the Spear of Breaking the Law.

The monarch of the East was regarded as the Son of Heaven, that is, the same status as the Son of God Jesus. It was natural that this aura would give Archbishop Michael a sense of familiarity.

“Damn it, I can’t go on like this.”

Looking at the sky, still looking down at him with a pair of golden eyes, as if looking down at an insignificant ant-like dragon, Archbishop Michael’s anger rose again, and he resolutely raised his hand and grabbed the golden spear.

Bang——

The golden spear pierced through his body, instantly shattering his body into ashes.

But after his body was destroyed, what was left was endless holy light, which rushed into the obsidian sword frantically, and with an indomitable spirit of death, it hit the dragon in the sky.

Boom——

The world was shaking, and the shock wave blew the soldiers, knights, and horses all over the place.

Maybe after a century, someone finally climbed up in disgrace.

“It’s over?”

“It should be over. No matter how terrible the dragon is, it can’t survive the attack of Archbishop Michael, right?”

But unfortunately, as a breeze blew, the clouds in the sky were blown away, revealing the terrifying dragon that seemed invincible. He slowly fluttered his wings, and the pair of golden eyes on his face still had a hint of mockery.

Michael’s last attack was indeed amazing, not inferior to Jeanna’s full-strength holy spear.

But Lothar was not a dark creature, and he could be immune to all physical damage through the stone. It was only magic damage. Under his scales with full magic resistance, he was just “severely injured”.

The reason why the word “just” is used is because he didn’t even fight for his second life.

“Next, it’s time for you to show your talents.”

The dragon cast his eyes on the Texas cavalry standing in the distance, slowly flapped his wings, and flew away with his broken body. As for the battle between the Texas and the defeated Mexican soldiers, he had no intention of getting involved.

…

The impact of the annihilation of the new Mexican army was undoubtedly huge, and the first to be affected was the problem of local caudillo separatism.

The reason why Mexico was able to unify was that Porfirio’s new army was a key, and the support of the church was also a key.

Now, both have suffered heavy losses, and it would be strange if the local separatist forces did not take the opportunity to seize power.

After instructing the centurion to clean up the battlefield, Leon said with a happy face: “Mr. Losa, should we take advantage of the victory and cross the Rio Grande River now?”

Leon and other wolf tribes have a big appetite. They not only want to annex New Mexico, but also Chihuahua, Coahuila, California, Tamaulipa, and Nuevo Leon. In their opinion, they have defeated the main force of the Mexicans. It is very restrained to occupy these territories instead of swallowing up the whole of Mexico.

Little do they know that if they really eat it up in one bite, not to mention that Texas will become a “crack” between Mexico and the North American colonies, it will also suffer a heavy blow in international public opinion.

Moreover, if the expansion is too fast, internal conflicts will increase sharply. It is better to leave the meat in the hands of Mexico. With its weak national strength, Texas can continue to nibble away at it step by step after digesting the occupied territory.

“No, we withdraw.”

“The Mexicans have never been our opponents. The real threat is in the north. We have only hurt them, but not hurt them.”

Losa shook his head and refused. If he continued to march at this time, it would probably force the scattered Mexico to unite and jointly resist Texas, or even completely turn to the British.

“Let Giuliano inform the French and Spanish of our victory over Mexico and ask them if they want to take back their sovereignty?”

Losa’s idea was to divide Mexico with the French, and if necessary, even bring in the British to completely muddy the waters in Central America, but that was a problem to be considered at the post-war negotiation table.