In the Silverplate Kingdom, the Holy See of Light expelled the power of the oppositional magicians and officially brought this rich kingdom under its control.

According to the Holy See of Light, let the glory of the God of Light spread all over the earth.

Of course.

For Kant it was simple.

But another god like Aemond, the god of war, has the full support of a kingdom.

The difference is only the strength of support, you must know that in the Duchy of Lion, although the belief of the god of war Aemond is the state religion, the influence is not too great, and the God of War Holy See is also a force that depends on the aristocratic system.

The Grand Duke is controlled by the Lion Principality.

The kingdom of the silver plate is a little more complicated.

After all, the inheritance of royal power in this rich kingdom, because the old king is seriously ill, and the heir to the throne is weak and sick, which leads to a small twist and turn in the authority of the royal family.

This made the rights of the top nobles, as well as the rights of religion, begin to rise abruptly.

Especially the Holy See of Light.

Expelled the magicians who were originally vassals under the top nobles.

It can be said that it has occupied the mainstream of the Silver Plate Kingdom, especially many low-level nobles and low-level commoners have responded to the Holy See, and almost in a very short period of time, they have taken the power of the Silver Plate Kingdom into their own hands.

In addition to not being a top nobleman, he was not subjected to a strict canonization ceremony.

Holy See of Light.

It can be called a force equal to the king!

"But that's fine."

Kant groaned.

The power of the Holy See of Light can also restrain the power of demons.

Even the power of the undead can be restrained, after all, this so-called power of light, which contains the same rich positive energy, including divine energy and the scorching heat of the fire element, is the nemesis of all yin and evil negative energy.

This force may be able to restrain the attacks of demons and undead at critical times.

At the very least, it's much stronger than the Lion Principality.

It's just that it really got to that point.

The situation is absolutely terrible to a certain extent, after all, the first target of the demons and undead is none other than Kant in the Narun Desert and the Sanwaya Mountains!

If even he can't resist it, rely on the power of these feudal kingdoms.

Maybe it's still tough.

Kant's face was slightly ugly.

His current situation, although not good, is not a desperate situation.

But at present, all kinds of signs have completely shown that there is an absolute danger hidden at the bottom of reality, for example, the dark red sect that is still lurking in the East County Territory can actually be regarded as the spokesperson of the demonic forces!

If this is not the case, those ordinary humans are not a threat.

But look at what Viscount Gibran looks like after his transformation.

The whole body is purple and red.

There are goat's horns sticking out of his forehead.

The whole person is bloated and has a strong sense of violence.

His eyes were full of evil, chaos, madness, and bloodlust, and only the apex of reason from mankind, and Kant's powerful royal power, made him finally retreat, leaving the place of Death Mountain to wait for Kant to throw himself into the net.

It's the lair of the Scarlet Sect, or maybe it's the lair of demons!

"It's getting more and more interesting."

Kant gritted his teeth.

Riding forward, on the banks of the Resneston River, many farms are closing their gates, and in the watchtowers on the gates, there are militia people lighting torches, carefully guarding against possible water thieves.

Although they didn't know what was going on in the East Commandery, they were worried about the water thieves.

No one dared to stand in the way.

So many cavalry trekked in droves.

If there is no matter, they will definitely not believe it, and they dare not come out and ask easily.

In the face of those poorly equipped, ferocious and brave water thieves, these militiamen were already helpless and did not dare to fight in the field easily, and now in the face of so many cavalry, the consequences of the field battle are estimated to be crushed by all charges.

You know, there are at most thirty or fifty militiamen on a farm.

And then there were the serfs of the nobility.

Of course, the militia is also a guard, a supervisor, and a guy who supervises the work of the serfs, and defending against foreign enemies is only one of the part-time jobs.

As for the serfs, who were equal to humanoid livestock, life or death had nothing to do with the militia.

Actually, it didn't matter to the nobles.

Slaves are worthless.

There are farms, but they only ensure their own food base, and the real money is still the caravans that travel to and from the entire Lion Duchy, as well as the fleets that rely on the Rythniston River to travel through the various human kingdoms.

These are the best ways to make a lot of money.

"It didn't go so smoothly after that."

A haze flashed in Kant's eyes.

Slightly reined in the horse, and the speed of the cavalry behind him suddenly decreased.

Rolf rode his horse from the rear and asked, "Lord Kant, what's wrong?" ”

"It's up ahead."

Kant said: "The way out." ”

"Ahead?" Rolf frowned.

Just ahead, the vast surface of the Rythniston River is still the same.

The moonlight shone down, sparkling, and occasionally you could see a few merchant ships forming a procession, taking advantage of the light of the stars and the moon to drift slowly on the river, and the guards watched Kant and them on the shore vigilantly.

Apparently also jealous.

It's just that Rolf didn't care about these merchant ships, but asked, "My lord, I didn't find out. ”

"It's not the river."

Kant smiled: "The river ahead." ”

"Creek?"

Only then did Rolf realize that on the horizon ahead, on the north bank of the Resniston River, there happened to be a slender small river flowing over, which seemed to be more than 10 meters wide, which was indeed a small river compared to the Resneston River, which was about 300 meters long.

This may also be a branch of the river, providing a boost in the amount of water.

"Let's go."

Kant shook the reins and turned north.

At the end of the eye, the source of the creek to the north, is a raised mountain bag, surrounded by bare hills and stones, like the remnants of the mountains, or the rocks of the remnants.

It's a very inconspicuous little place, and there is not even a farm because of the barren land around.

But that's it.

It is precisely the hole in the ancient passage.

Kant could clearly sense that at the top of that mountain, there was a slight flow of divine power.

With a bit of the scorching sensation of the sun, it is the divine power of the so-called sun god that has been passed down to this day in ancient times, and it still continues to be glorious that has dissipated.

Leaving the port, it takes about 4 hours to get here on horseback.

It belongs to the border of the eastern county territory.

Over the hill.

Continue to the west and you'll see the wilderness.

The river, which originates in the mountains, is clearly demarcated, and the land to the west is clearly beginning to be barren, the soil is slightly yellow, with the appearance of a desert, and there is a clear frost at night.

If you continue to the west, you will find a barren and bitter wilderness.

A place where uncivilized barbarians lived.

Of course.

Kant's aim was to find the ancient passage in the source of the river, that is, in the mountain, and then to return to the city of "Aaron" in the Sanwaya Mountains.

It's also very simple, it doesn't take half an hour to ride the horse, and you have already arrived at the mountain bag.

A crack of about half a meter appeared.

Below is the spring.

A faint golden light came out of the crack, as if there was something mysterious inside.

It's just that the width of the rift is not large, only the size of a fist, which is why no one has noticed the anomaly here for a long time.

But Kant is different.

His mind had come here with the golden light.

I know that it's in the breach, it's the ancient passage!

"Whew-"

The king's sword in his hand was pulled out, and a strong king's power suddenly erupted, with Kant's slash, the entire mountain rock was instantly slashed, and the infinite power of the extraordinary power exploded, as well as the indestructible sharp attribute of the king's sword, and the blocks of rock were cut down.

As the stones rolled down, the entire half-meter-long fist-wide crack suddenly spread out, and as the faint golden light inside appeared, a large black hole also appeared in front of everyone.

And Kant's action is not over.

The King's Sword continued to slash.

The entire entrance of the cave was destroyed by the powerful power of the king, or should it be called a change.

The entrance of the cave completely appeared in front of you, the 10-meter-wide stone road, and the 20-meter-wide underground river, as a whole, occupied most of the location of the mountain bag, and you can also vaguely see that the 10-meter-wide river next to it also happens to be an underground river from the ancient passage, if you can remove the obstruction of the rocks, the river will become wider.

The passage of time has cut off the once ancient passage, and it stands to reason that this should be an exit, after all, on this mountain bag, there are many traces of the Sanwaya Mountains on those strange rocks.

That's where the stones came from.

And then they were transported here.

As expected, a temple-like structure was built here.

Just like once on the top of the Sanwaya Mountains, Kant was protected by a special magical power when he first passed, but after losing that power, he instantly turned into a temple of ashes.

The temple there was defiled by demonic power.

But not here.

But time has not spared this temple.

The former glory finally collapsed, and the original exquisite roof and pillars were also turned into stones under the destruction of time.

It was the combination of rocks, close combinations, weathering, soil erosion, ubiquitous wind and rain and vegetation cover that finally made the hill a mountain.

"Next time I come over, it's a new village."

Kant smiled.

Turning his head to look at the cavalry behind him, he rode directly into the stone road of the ancient passage, and at the same time commanded: "Rolf, you stay here with 500 elite desert bandits, and 10 lion knights, to ensure the safety of this place, I will be back soon." ”

"Yes!" Rolf immediately nodded in response, it was not a task for him.

So many troops remained.

There are also powerful lion knights, who are enough to run amok in this place.

For the Eastern Commander, this is a remote place, close to the wilderness of the wasteland, a corner that doesn't need to be cared about at all, even if Kant develops his power here, he won't care, and he will secretly rejoice, finally someone can help suppress this place and help defend against those barbarians!