Isabella rushed to the execution platform quickly and grabbed the chain in the guard's hand: "Enough, let go! Do you even understand the minimum awe of life?"

The firm voice and angry eyes made the guard tremble for a moment, and he couldn't help but let go of his hand.

Isabella's pure white turban and crimson-purple priest skirt reduced the noise in the nearby stands a little.

Isabella held Carol: "I'm sorry, I can't treat you!"

Carol looked at the demon-breaking shackles on his hands, and twitched the corners of his mouth, which was considered a smile.

Isabella apologized in tears: "I'm sorry, sorry, I can do nothing, I can't do anything!"

Carol's lips twitched slightly.

Isabella raised her right hand suddenly!

The huge sound on the top of the tower spread throughout every corner of the arena through the amplified array: "Quiet! Quiet! Heresy has something to say!"

Isabella pressed her ear to Carol's mouth, and shed tears again as she listened to the extremely low, intermittent discontinuous syllables.

The guards flatteredly brought the phone in their hands.

Isabella stated clearly, word by word: "I am not a heretic."

The audience was in an uproar, and curses and curses rang out throughout the audience! Another rain of debris occurred in the stands.

Carol leaned against Isabella, gasping for a while, as if he had recovered a little strength and wanted to stand up, but Isabella stubbornly held her and asked her to lean against herself, and then supported her and walked towards the guillotine not far away.

With a crisp sound, a crystal cup fell to the floor and was crushed to pieces.

In the room at the top of the tower of Ponsa Tower, everyone looked at Jin Kela in shock.

"Sorry," the little fat man laughed, "I accidentally broke the cup."

Richard McNong smiled and said, "Why, I'm so fascinated by watching it? No wonder, watching so many crazy performances at once is a rare experience."

"Sorry," the fat man apologized for the second time, "I feel very uncomfortable."

Everyone, including George, was a little surprised.

The little fat man straightened his back and said, "I like to look at beautiful women, and I prefer beautiful women who don't wear clothes. But now, she is not beautiful at all. It also makes me feel - disgusting. Please sorry, I use this word, yes, disgusting. I'm going to take a step first. Everyone, please remind me that when the execution is over, there will be more people, and I will have to go out for a while. Let me take my leave."

As he said that, he bowed deeply to everyone and left without looking back.

Richard McNong laughed and waited for him to leave, and turned to the people around him, "The defeated dog has no courage, do you think so?"

Tux nodded softly: "But, hurry up, it's not too long. I feel a little uncomfortable when I tell him this. Look, when I'm chopped my head, I'll leave--I still have a lot of business on my hands."

Christian looked at Hickstu flatteringly: "Sir, what do you say?"

Hickstu made a "quiet" gesture without hesitation, his eyes turning to George.

George continued to keep a calm smile, and was in a stalemate with Hickstu.

Under the tower, the roar of mountains and thunder was rising and rising.

Finally, Hickstu smiled self-deprecatingly, "So, let's do it, there is no need to show the head, and there is no need to hold a purification ceremony. The people are a little too crazy, so don't cause any trouble."

At this time, Isabella was already crying like a spring. The girl with scarred body could no longer raise her head, and almost all the weight was pressing on her. Isabella could feel that the girl's life was rapidly moving away from her.

A voice shouted in her ear: It's too late, it's too late, pray quickly!

But she clearly saw that the corners of the girl's mouth were twitching, and she had something to say! This might be the last sentence she left in the world!

Isabella raised her right hand high for the second time, and this time she did not use the tower to maintain order, and the whole audience quickly calmed down.

She pressed her ear to the girl's mouth, listening to the almost inaudible, intermittent sound, she heard so attentively, for fear of missing a syllable.

After the girl finished speaking, Isabella calmed down a little, grabbed the phone with one hand, and said the girl's original words loudly:

"History will accuse me of not guilty!"

The audience was in an uproar, and even more vicious curses and roars rang out at the same time. In an instant, Isabella almost felt that she was in hell!

This deep despair, this heart-wrenching coldness!

Dark's yell came from his ear hole: "Let her die, let her die!"

At the same time, Reus yelled in unison: "Let her die, let her die!"

Isabella just came to her senses when a sharp light green light broke through the air!

Bow and arrow? No, no, such a straight trajectory is a crossbow arrow! Is the target this girl?

Strange, why is the speed of the crossbow arrow getting faster and faster? It is getting shorter! Its tail is melting!

It's closer! Isabella can already hear the whistling of arrows!

Strangely, isn't this the sound of sharp objects breaking through the air? Is the arrow being pushed and deformed by the air?

It is still time to open the shield! But, should this tortured girl say goodbye to the pain earlier?

Isabella raised her hand and lowered it.

With a pounce, blood splattered everywhere!

Isabella stared blankly at the green water drop-shaped arrow that easily tore open the girl's chest and plunged into it.

The huge impact shaking the girl's body for a while, and Isabella was almost unstable.

A large mouthful of black blood squirted out of the girl's mouth, spilling Isabella all over.

The girl finally fell down, her eyes closed peacefully, away from all struggles and pains. She kept her whole body and fell less than ten steps from the guillotine.

The audience was in a big uproar!

Someone shouted in a loud voice: "The witch has accomplices, and accomplices!"

There was also a sharp-eyed shouting: "Southeast Gate, at the southeast Gate, I saw it, I saw it!"

Everyone's eyes were all aimed at the southeast gate.

Dak was wearing a black police uniform and stood coldly in the lightning-like sight of everyone, like a mountain.

He held the Jail Eye Morning Star in one hand, held the Double Shield Fortress medal with the other, and shouted: "The heresy has been sentenced, everyone, retreat!"

"Haw King! He is the Hammer King of the Double Shield Fortress!"

"Back, back, get beaten up is not a joke!"

"Look at his feet, is that man, is he a witch's accomplice?"

"It must be, it must be taken down by the Hammer King! Light is supreme!"

The crowd that was coming like a tide retreated like a tide. Dark still stood still, but if he walked closer and looked, he would find that his whole body was trembling slightly.

Just now, Barrell shot and killed Carol, and then pierced his chest with his green short knife.

Dark's ears echoed over and over again Barrell's nagging a minute ago:

"Police Officer, you're in trouble. You're not arrested by the witch's accomplices, and you've even said so much to him."

"Don't be stupid, can you put down so many people?"

"I'm committing suicide, don't make things difficult for me."

"Fuck, I just killed someone. Can I commit suicide for fear of crime?"

"I'm worth it in my life. I have someone who loves me, I have killed a zombie and been an apostle once. It's worth it, there's nothing I can't let go."

"So many people are gathering around, let's meet in heaven! Oh, by the way, remember to say, you killed me! Don't push me! Boy, I'm optimistic about you!"

Barrell's body fell to the ground, and the red blood flowed on Dark's police boots.

Dark watched archery as countless people waved their hands excitedly and cheered him. They were thanking him for the hero who saved the Double Shield Fortress for his contributions and suppressing the heretics who had planned ill-gotten.

Under the execution stage, Reus clenched his fists, his nails stabbed into the flesh, and blood flowed.

In front of the guillotine, Isabella hugged the body of the girl who was gradually losing her body temperature, and tears gushed like a spring.

On the Ponsa Tower, Riley hid in the stairwell and cried bitterly.
Chapter completed!