Father Mavie

Chapter 663 The Devil's Gate Arrives (Two in One, Please Subscribe!!!)
"Brother, this way."

Leaving the lounge, Mavi and Levin returned to the banquet hall. The banquet hall was still lively, but Earl Stephens disappeared, and he didn't know where he went. On the other hand, the second prince, Archbishop Brandon and others were all entangled by the nobles. Difficult to get out.

"It's going to be 9 o'clock soon." Levin glanced at the wall clock on the wall, sweating secretly.

Time was running out, and they had to let the second prince and Archbishop Brandon leave the banquet hall without arousing suspicion, but they were dragged to talk, and they couldn't get away.

With so many people unable to go to the toilet at the same time, the church monks patrolling the surrounding corners are not vegetarians.

"Do you want to summon the Devil's Gate in advance?" Levin asked, "Create chaos and let the second prince and the others escape?"

"No, once the Demon Gate is summoned, it will immediately attract Anatole. The Demon Gate that is not opened cannot pose a threat to Anatole. It can only delay time. If he finds a flaw, we will not be able to leave. !"

Ma Wei's brain was spinning rapidly, looking for a way to help the second prince and Archbishop Brandon escape, and just as he was racking his brains, Napoleon suddenly stood up.

Napoleon, who left the lounge, attracted the attention of the nobles without saying a word. Immediately, there was a lot of space around the second prince and Archbishop Brandon. Seizing the opportunity, the second prince and Archbishop Brandon quickly escaped, and they came to the most crowded hall central collection.

"Ten minutes left."

Looking at the constantly beating pointer on the pocket watch, everyone held their breath and stared at the door of the banquet hall.

10 second. 5 seconds. 1 seconds.
With a ding-dong sound, the wall clock on the wall jumped to 9 o'clock, and the time-telling bird popped out. At the same time, the door of the banquet hall opened.

A maid walked into the hall with a tray full of champagne, suddenly twisted her foot, accidentally fell, and poured the full tray of champagne on the monk who was in charge of guarding the gate. The maid apologized repeatedly and wiped the monk with a handkerchief wine stains.
click!
The gas lamp hanging above the head was suddenly extinguished, and the hall was instantly plunged into darkness. Amidst the exclamation of the guests, Ma Wei and the others seized the opportunity, rushed directly to the open window and fell into the yard.

The maid who made a mistake at the entrance of the banquet hall was just a bait to distract the monks. The real escape route was the window. The banquet hall on the first floor is only one meter above the ground, and children can easily climb over it.

Taking advantage of the chaos, the people who turned into the courtyard had just stabilized their feet when a maid with a kerosene lamp stepped out from the corner and said in a low voice, "Please follow me."

It was too late to realize how far the rebel army had infiltrated the palace. They followed the maid and turned into the palace stables. The members of the Knights of the Holy Silver Cross who were supposed to be patrolling here stood upright behind Earl Stephens, looking out of their minds.

"The speed is fast, and they will react immediately."

Earl Stephens asked someone to remove the hay spread in the corner of the stable, revealing the cover below. After opening, it was a tunnel leading to the outside of the palace.

"This tunnel was dug by His Majesty Ivan XIV. He was afraid that there would be another riot one day, so he left a way out for himself. Unfortunately, after he was caught, he was directly sent to the guillotine, and he had no chance to escape. .”

Count Stephens sighed, turned his head to look at Ma Wei: "I can only send you here, you will reach the slums on the other side of the Seine along this tunnel, there will be someone to pick you up, I have cleared the road for you , after arriving at the port, please leave as soon as possible, absolutely do not stay!"

"Thank you."

"Needless to say, hurry up and set off, and soon they will find that you are gone!"

Putting on the kerosene lamps, Ma Wei and the others jumped into the wet tunnel one by one. Earl Stephens quickly asked people to cover the boards, piled hay on top, and at the same time asked people to clean up the footprints on the ground. After everything was done, he tidied up his clothes , pretending to have just come out of the bathroom, and returned to the banquet hall.

The lighting in the banquet hall has been restored, and the monks have also noticed the disappearance of the Mavics, so they sounded the alarm whistle. Earl Stephens quietly squeezed into the crowd, holding a glass of champagne. Sneer.

"Your Excellency the Earl is really very interested."

Stephens shook his body, turned his head, and swallowed: "Duke Mary Maria, you are."

It was not only Maria who appeared behind Stephens, but also many heavily armed guards. The guards were the most loyal soldiers responsible for protecting the emperor, one in a million. Seeing them, Stephens felt a chill in his heart .

"There are some things that need to be answered by His Excellency the Earl, please come with us."

Inspired by Maria's eyes, two guards stepped forward to restrain Earl Stephens. Immediately, Maria took out a list and read it aloud. Every time he read a name, the corner of Stephens' mouth would twitch. Twitch a bit, to the end.
His face was ashen.

These names should not have been discovered by Maria. They were spies lurking beside Napoleon, and Stephens had tried his best to insert them. No one knew that even if he was caught, these spies could still pose a fatal threat to Napoleon.

but
"Your Excellency, in fact, the moment Nicholas von Manstein set foot on the border of Paris, you already had no chance of winning."

Maria smiled, but her eyes were very cold: "According to His Majesty's order, arrest the rebels! Drag them out and shoot them on the spot!"

The nobles were silent, their faces turned pale with fright. As soon as Stephens and others were dragged out of the hall, Archbishop Fay rushed over with his people, and asked loudly as soon as he entered the door: "Where is Stephens?!"

boom!
boom!
boom!
Hearing the gunshots outside the window, Maria said flatly, "I've already executed them."

"What?!" Archbishop Fay suddenly became angry: "Do you know that they let Nicholas von Manstein go?! Only he knows the whereabouts of Nicholas and others!"

"Let Nicholas go?" Maria pretended to be surprised, and said immediately: "I am very sorry, Your Excellency, Archbishop, Earl Stephens intends to plot rebellion and assassinate His Majesty. After I found out their henchmen, I immediately executed them. I really did not expect You still need him Simeone, go out and see, is Earl Stephens still alive?"

"Yes!"

The guard named Simeone turned out the window and found Stephens lying in a pool of blood in the yard. After approaching, he tested his breath, then took out a dagger and slit Stephens throat, and stepped on Stephens with his feet The back of the neck, waited for 2 minutes, turned and went back to the hall.

"Report, Earl Stephens has been executed!"

"What a pity, Your Excellency the Archbishop." Maria said apologetically, "I wish you had come earlier."

"you!"

Glancing at Maria, and then at Napoleon, who was standing not far away and watching coldly, Archbishop Fay's body trembled with anger, and he nodded after a while, without saying a word, he turned and left with the monks of the church.

Maria and Napoleon exchanged glances, nodded slightly, and rushed out of the hall with the guards. Their mission was not over yet, Stephens was dead, and the spies in the palace were also cleared. Next.
It's time to capture and execute the main leader before the rebels can react!

Leaving the palace and boarding the carriage to the residence of the rebels, Maria looked at the bright moon in the sky and said to herself:
"The moon should be redder."

The black fan gently brushed against the moon, and in an instant, the moon, which was as holy as mercury, was dyed crimson, making the blood red shining on Paris exude a strange meaning.

Notre Dame Cathedral, Anatole suddenly looked up at the sky, his eyes were full of horror, and his fingers began to tremble slightly.

At the same time, a woman's clear and melodious laughter came from the carriage far away, like a charming magic voice, and the guards who heard the laughter were all at a loss.

"It's not enough for this river, it should be a river of flesh and blood."

The fan waved again, and the wide and rapid Seine River bubbled up, as if being boiled, the bottom of the river was stained with blood, and countless bones emerged from the water, flowing along the river.

"no no."

Notre Dame Cathedral, Anatole staggered back, accidentally knocked over the gold cup full of red wine on the table, with a bang, the scarlet wine spilled on the carpet.

"not enough"

On the carriage, Maria put her lips against the fan, and suddenly said, "This city should be the city of death."

Just as the fan was about to be swung down, Maria suddenly changed her mind: "No, this is wrong, oh, it's so annoying. By the way! Didn't Your Majesty say that you want to solve the problem of the slums?"

Maria's eyes lit up, she raised her fan, aimed at the slums on the south bank of the Seine, and waved it down gently: "Sacrifice flesh and blood to please the Lord God! The great creator will come again!"

An invisible giant magic circle suddenly appeared in Paris, covering a slum with tens of thousands of people. Some houses were lit with oil lamps, women sat at the table and mended their clothes, some people had already rested, and only the children who had not yet fallen asleep opened their eyes and looked at the splendor of the other side. the palace
The cold wind blew, the body of the woman sitting at the table trembled, the iron needle in her hand fell to the ground, the flesh and blood of her skin began to dissolve, and white bones were exposed in the blink of an eye, and she fell to the ground without even screaming. Just a bunch of skeletons left.

Above the slums, dark clouds gathered, and the dissolved flesh and blood turned into a red airflow and rushed into the sky. The circling dark clouds were like a vortex, greedily absorbing the red air, and the cyclone did not stop until a drop of blood rain fell.

Boom!

There was a huge earthquake on the ground, and a huge black door emerged from the dark clouds, with white bones entrenched on it, shrouded in gray fog. He also opened his eyes, overlooking Paris condescendingly, and uttered a sharp cry.

"Why Paris! Why! Why!"

Inside the church, Anatole roared violently. He felt the sign of the arrival of the Devil's Gate, but he was powerless.
"The Devil's Gate will not open in Paris, no!"

Anatole gritted his teeth, and came to the sky above Paris in a flash. Looking at the giant black door emerging from the dark clouds, he raised his hand to hold it, and a giant golden bow appeared in his hand. The golden arrows condensed, Shoot out!

The arrow pierced through the air and hit the demon's door straight, exploding into a cluster of golden brocade. It failed to shake the door, but knocked down a ruby.

The ruby ​​fell on the street of the slum, smashed into pieces, red liquid and a black stone. No, not a stone, but a demon curled up in a ball!

The blood rain slapped the body, and the demon curled up in it slowly opened his eyes, stretched his bone wings with difficulty, as if he was hatching, lying on the ground, frantically licking the red slurry shot out from the shattered gems, every bite, his body It will grow a little bit, the pale skin is bloodless, and the bones are as thin as a rickety old man, but it is rapidly becoming younger and more mature!

"Flash, you're awake too."

On the carriage speeding towards the other side of Paris, Maria stared at the strong man flying into the sky, the corners of her mouth slightly raised.

the other side.
Climbing out from the exit of the tunnel and arriving at the south bank of Paris, Ma Weiji was shocked by the scene in front of them.

Dark clouds gather, blood rains down in the sky, a huge black door slowly emerges, a strong man in naked clothes eats the red soil on the ground, vibrates his wings and flies up to the sky, avoiding the golden arrows that are coming, the arrows It exploded, and several houses collapsed, revealing white skeletons
"The devil. The devil's gate! The devil's gate has descended in Paris!" Archbishop Brandon muttered to himself, with his finger on the center of his brow, frantically trying to establish contact with the goddess, but to no avail.

Ma Wei looked at Levin subconsciously, but Levin also looked confused and shook his head at Ma Wei, indicating that he had not untied the black Madonna.

The Devil's Gate was not what they summoned!
The Summoner is someone else!
The second prince panicked, he had never seen such a battle before: "What to do. What to do. Let's run!"

The carriage arranged by Earl Stephens to meet them was just ahead. The horses and coachman pulling the carriage had turned into a pile of bones, but the body was intact.

Junia, whose white dress was wet and dyed by the blood rain, puffed her mouth and stared at the giant black door in the sky. She held the skirt with her small hands, and the bottom of her pupils glowed with golden light. If it wasn't for Mavila, she might have rushed up.

"Anatole! You bastard! When did you not seek help from other gods!"

Archbishop Brandon jumped his feet angrily, pointed at Anatole and cursed in the rain of blood, as if he forgot about respecting the gods.

Anatole also found Ma Wei who came out of the tunnel, but he didn't care about Ma Wei and the others now, the door of the devil was in front of him, and the revival of another demon was the top priority!
"Anatole! I tell you! If the door of the devil is opened because of you! You are the sinner of all mankind! No! God of sin!"

"To shut up!"

As if being scolded by Archbishop Brandon in a hurry, Anatole roared, threw his hands away, the golden bow disappeared, raised his hands again, and stretched out to the sky, as if he was about to break something apart, and pointed his fingers hard to the sides
Click!

In the sky of Paris, there was a sound of cracking, and a black crack appeared impressively. As the cracks increased, Archbishop Brandon was pleasantly surprised to find that he could communicate with the goddess!

Almost at the moment when the shielding magic was released, Saintess Melissa and Saintess Vivienne started singing at the same time!

(End of this chapter)