The bishop said nothing, but many poor people around him fell into a hoarse madness.

For the first time in his life, Xia Feng was in a fanatical and unreasonable atmosphere. After being shocked, he couldn't help but think: "Medieval Europe was really dangerous!"

"But how can we burn her to death without a pile of wood?"

Although he had pity and intolerance for the black-robed woman, Xia Feng did not dare to make any move, otherwise he could be killed by one person and one stone.

The bishop prayed a few words, and his voice became louder, louder and without any emotion: "Sinner, then you will go to hell under the purification of the holy light."

The middle cross badge in his hand suddenly burst into bright light, so brilliant that Xia Feng's eyes were filled with nothing but white.

The bishop was like holding a small sun in his hand, solemn, majestic and sacred. Everyone, including the little boy beside Xia Feng, lowered their heads and prayed and praised quietly.

The light gathered and shot towards the blue sky. When it reached the height of the vault, the light returned and fell, hitting the torture rack.

Red flames ignited from the ground, as tall as a person, and surrounded the black-robed woman.

She laughed crazily and cursed crazily:

"I will watch in flames the destruction of this sinful kingdom."

"I will watch this beautiful church collapse in flames."

"I will watch you perish forever in the flames!"

…

The screams and screams were heard endlessly, and the woman in black robe was burned to ashes along with the torture rack.

Xia Feng fell into a daze when the badge burst out with dazzling light:

"This is not medieval Europe..."

"This is a world of true magic and magic!"

"My name is Lucien..."

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Chapter completed!