The riot began. Because the early estimates of the situation were insufficient, two hundred policemen were surrounded by several times the fanatics, some of which were amazingly combative. The battle was resolved in half an hour. The police were beaten and ran away in a hurry. The fanatics rushed across the Holy Angel Bridge and rushed towards the Vatican.

The situation was completely out of control. Before the army arrived, the riot fanatics rushed towards the city walls of the Holy See. The Scriptures will record this day in thick ink: evil strikes against justice in the sun.

This was beyond Semos' expectations. He had thought that the Roman police would be useless, but he did not expect that the Roman police would be so useless, and were broken through by a group of mobs in less than half an hour?

Simos looked at the crowds and immediately shouted loudly: "Guard Guards". Simos shouted in horror, calling out a group of guards in armor. The bronze armor was simple in shape, the entire breastplate was a whole, with copper skin covering the limbs, and the joints were connected by flexible cowhide. On his head, he was wearing a helmet with an ancient shape, and there was a gap in the mask. The guards hid in the armor, breathing and looking through the gap.

They were holding slender knight guns in their hands, wearing quaint swords, strong gloves, hard boots, and sharp spikes on their shoulders, elbows and knees, all of which showed strong combat power.

Moreover, when they moved, a layer of milky white light flashed on the dim bronze. This is an armor blessed by the sacred power. It can increase its defense by 100%. It even encounters damage from some special dark magic. It can not only save but also rebound.

On the bronze helmet are sharp corners, and a row of tassels hang around the corners. These tassels are not decorations. As the guards run, the tassels also emit a series of bright light. This is a magic weapon blessed by divine power, which can relieve fatigue and help the wound heal.

The knight's gun in his hand is also a magic weapon, about two meters long and weighing 76 kilograms, but now it is held in his hand by the guards, floating as if nothing is there. The spear is like gold but not gold, and the trembling spear head is flashing, making a series of light trembling. This is also a magic weapon that has been blessed. With this spear, the guards can pierce a heavy tank.

As for the sword on his waist, it is not an ordinary thing. Just looking at the appearance, there are some ancient objects inherited from the ages. A cloud of milky white light also flows out from it. It is not a sharp breath, but a sense of peace and tranquility.

Killing and redemption are complementary and complementary things. The guards hold a killing gun in their hands, and the sword of redemption is carried under them. The killing gun is extremely sharp and invincible. It is specialized in dealing with evil creatures. Once the gun is released, it will never die. The sword of redemption is much gentler, mostly used to deal with pagans. After being cut, it will not be hurt. Instead, it has a kind of fainting and numbness after being shocked. The lost lamb in the scriptures can be redeemed, so there is no need to take any action.

There are only two hundred guards in the Holy See, and the Holy See also wants to add more guards, but it is limited by many reasons. First, there are no more guards with pure bloodlines, and second, there are no more equipment in the Holy See. It is not easy to maintain the size of two hundred people.

Moreover, the guards did not belong to the leader of Semos, and the commander of the guards belonged to another cardinal. Although Semos ranked high, he also had factions that he could not influence.

In desperation, Simos forgot this and waved his hand and said, "Kill all these pagans." Simos, who lives in the Vatican, thought that it was still the medieval times and could slaughter pagans at will, at most a slogan of purification.

The guards who were already charging forward all stopped. The guards on duty lifted their helmets directly, and their blue eyes were full of surprise: "Purify them all?" There were at least six thousand people outside, and blood would flow into a river of purification.

"Yes," Simos said firmly. As the fanatics got closer and closer to the border, the crowd was filled with turmoil like a group of demons dancing. Seeing the guards unmoved, anger flashed in Simos' eyes, accusing him: "You will all be sinners of the Holy See." Then he raised his hands high.

Raising hands high does not mean surrender, but rather killing. Simos raised his hands like embracing the sky, muttering words in his mouth. At first, he just had a low voice, and then his voice gradually became louder. The red robe in his body was windless, and a milky white energy in the palm of his hands began to expand rapidly...

"This is the most powerful and most harmful divine punishment curse among the light technique of the Divine Punishment Curse." Campbell was stunned and held the gun in his hand tightly. He had long heard that Simos was stubborn and was indeed like this when he saw it today.

As the momentum of Simos rises to the peak and the Divine Punishment Curse is about to be shot, another fiery red figure appears on the top of the city wall and shouts in an old voice: "Stop it."

Udafeng said to Simos: "What do you want? Really purify these people? Can you bear the anger of their family? Can you bear the infamy of the executioner?"

Two consecutive questions made Simos stunned. The Divine Punishment Curse on his palm quickly dissipated. There was a little sweat on his palm and his feet became weak. After thinking about it carefully, Simos realized that he was so sensitive, not as jealous of evil as hatred, nor as fiery as fire. Instead, he became so sensitive and hysterical to cover up the fear in his heart.

Udafeng is older than Simos. He was once a godfather in a war-torn area and had rich experience in dealing with such things. Of course, he is also a direct leader of the Vatican Guard. He turned to the guard chief Campbell and said, "Just punish them."

After receiving the order from Wudafeng, two hundred guards put down their rifles, pulled out the sword of redemption from their waists, and rushed towards the crazy believers outside with neat steps.

The Sword of Redemption in the sun emitted a dazzling light. With each wave, a milky white light hit the fanatic. The fanatic who was just as fierce as a vicious person immediately lay on the ground and collapsed as limply as mud. The guard wearing heavy armor and holding the Sword of Redemption was completely unequal to these fanatics.

After watching the situation be controlled, Simos' trembling heart finally returned to his chest, but he forced himself to say, "A bunch of ignorant bastards, bastards..."

"I'm afraid it's not their bastards, but someone bastards." Wudafeng was pointing out, his mature eyes seemed to be able to see through the world, staring at Simos and said, "What exactly is the box sent by Blackwater Company? Why do the blood clans and dark creatures attack us?"

Simos, who asked two consecutive questions, was speechless, and the intelligence system was not under the control of Simos. Simos, who had lofty ambitions, had always been resentful of this. At this moment, the Holy See was divided into three forces, one of which was the emerging force represented by Simos, and the most likely new faction to become the next pope.

There is also a royalist party loyal to the old pope, such as Uda Peak in front of you, and the commander of the guard Campbell who was fighting. The last party is the neutral party, of course, it can also be called the fence party. They seem to be unsuccessful, but in fact they are a group of speculators. At first they are also royal, but later as Simos gradually becomes stronger, they are not helping each other.

Hearing Udafeng's questioning, Simos narrowed his eyes and said coldly, "Do I need to tell you?" After that, he snorted coldly and turned around and left. The city defense was not under his control. Simos, who lived in the Vatican since childhood, was better at internal affairs.

Wudafeng had no choice but to tremble his lips and uttered a loud chant. He waved his hand to spread the light technique and imposed it on the guards. The originally tired guards were once again alive.

The situation seemed to have been controlled, but Wudafeng did not relax, but instead some unknown people rose in his heart. The dark believers who were coming like a tide were so simply controlled?

Looking at the blood clan that appeared and disappeared in the crowd, Udafeng realized that it was not over. Instead, it had just begun. He asked the guards to set up a buffer zone. As long as they were outside the national border, they would confront each other first and wait for the Italian military to come.

The powerful guard is like locking the big lock on the national border. If it weren't for fear of causing disputes between the two countries, Campbell would be able to drive them all across the Angel Bridge in one go.

Just as the confrontation was held, the sound of tracks roared. The troops stationed next to the capital finally arrived. There were dozens of fire trucks behind them, with high-pressure water guns on the car, with angles slightly diagonally facing the crazy believers below. The most effective way to drive away the gathering was to spray them with water guns.

The disheveled police chief ran from behind barefoot. The originally decent police uniform had long been torn into strips of cloth, and two white thighs were exposed while running. If he hadn't been wearing a dirty hat on his head, no one would have thought that a guy who looked like a mad beggar would have been the police chief.

The high-frequency speaker was pushed out, and the persuasionist began to shout routinely. After shouting three times in a row, he saw that the other party was still indifferent, so he issued another ultimatum for only three minutes.

The crazy believers have dedicated their souls and bodies to the gods. Not to mention that there are a bunch of soldiers in front of them, even if there are heavenly soldiers and generals, they are still unmoved.

After more than 40 fire trucks spewed out long water dragons, they first used cold water to keep them quiet. After all the water in the fire truck was sprayed, they began to throw tear gas to disperse it. If they didn't leave, the riot team would carry electric guns and batons and shields to expel them one by one.

Every time I face such demonstrations and riots and restlessness, I cannot find a good solution, and I mostly disperse them. I also want to arrest them all, but I cannot lock up so many people in the prison. If excessive measures are adopted, a large number of casualties and injuries will be caused and the lives and interests of citizens will be seriously damaged, the president and his cabinet will immediately step down.

Therefore, driving away and dispersing is the best way to deal with riots and restlessness. When the blood burning in their chests calms down, they are a group of good citizens who abide by the law. As tear gas is thrown forward, the real good show has just begun.
Chapter completed!