"Alright, don't make any more trouble! Martina hurry up and show your real skills and deal with these zombie creatures!I think soon we will have to face off with the Count!" said Coughren solemnly, and at this point he really gave orders with the demeanor of a red-robed archbishop, if you ignore his swollen belly like a pregnant woman.

"Yes, Your Majesty!" Martina put away her half-joking look and gave a most respectful knightly salute to Coughlen.

"I'm really relieved to see you show up safely. It seems that you have been blessed by misfortune and have advanced to the Holy Realm. A ball of holy light appeared in Coughron's hand and gently caressed Martina's head, and the "Pursity" was the highest blessing from the Holy See to the lower ones.

"Thank you for your blessings!" Martina thanked again after feeling the light above her head fully enter her body.

"You can get started. "Coughlon has just recovered from his serious injury, and his vitality is obviously insufficient, and after a simple bow, he seems to have aged a lot in an instant.

"All of you stand down!" Martina glanced majestically at the crowd, the Templar Commander's momentum was unmistakable, and even the always arrogant and untamed Zante was captured by her momentum and unconsciously retreated behind her.

Martina raised her hand, and a shield of light appeared around them, protecting them. Then she jumped into the air, holding high the light of the blue sky and floating in the air, under the holy light emitted by the light of the blue sky, she was as majestic as a goddess of war who fell from the sky.

The zombie creatures, who had just recovered from Anthony's intimidation, were once again overwhelmed by the coercion emanating from Martina's body. Martina's first entry into the Sanctuary was certainly far from Anthony, who was already in the Mithril Sanctuary, but the holy light emitted by the blue sky had a restraining effect on the zombie creatures, making up for her shortcomings very well, and almost achieving the same suppressive effect as Anthony.

Martina did not immediately attack after rising into the air, but raised her sword with her eyes slightly closed, and countless divine powers converged towards her, and the holy light of the Blue Sky Song shone brighter and brighter, and soon illuminated the entire area of Wickobaut like the sun.

"Huh, Miss Martina, this is clearly also the realm of the Holy Domain, I remember that the Holy See doesn't have an iron law, that is, the Holy See can only have one Holy Domain?"

In fact, Martina is not a Holy Cultist in the true sense of the word, and the Knights Templar under her command is actually a peripheral force of the Holy See, and they have not been baptized by the Holy See. So you know!" said Coughlon with a meaningful smile.

"It's so cunning! Aren't you godlike wives afraid of being punished by the gods by bypassing the restrictions of the Lord of Light in this way?" before Alfie could say anything, the troll warrior next to him began to shout. It's no wonder that the Ten Thousand Races were defeated in the first place, and when it comes to fighting hearts, they are far from being the opponents of the "cunning" humans.

"I guess this must have been tacitly approved by the Lord of Light, right?" Alfie didn't make as much fuss as Zante, and even felt that this was reasonable, otherwise it would be hard to believe that only one Holy See in the Sanctuary had stood tall under the threat of the Empire for two thousand years.

"Huh. Coughren stroked his beard and smiled indestructively.

"But how do you guarantee the loyalty of these peripheral troops?" Alfie asked.

"Nothing can be hidden under the gaze of the Lord. Coughlon said incomprehensibly.

"Do you need to pass the test of the Lord of Light?" Alfi muttered to herself, "I know that the Lord of Light will not easily give up the continent of Eliad, which already has absolute dominance! ”

"Beware of God's punishment" Coughren kindly reminded that what Alfie said just now was actually very dangerous, and if he had to pursue it, it would be quite blasphemous.

"And one more question, did the Empire also acquiesce to the Holy See growing its power in this form?"

"Well, how to put it, the members of peripheral forces such as the Knights Templar are actually the sons of the nobles of the major wealthy families. For example, Martina is a proud disciple of the Lost Sword Saint Ophelas. Coughlon looked deeply helpless.

"I see!" Alfie was a little clear, there was no doubt that this was also a means for the Empire to infiltrate the Holy See, if the Holy See and the Empire really went to war, the main combat force such as the Knights Templar would definitely not be the enemy of the Empire, and then the Holy See would really be slaughtered like a caged bird with its wings cut off.

At this time, the holy light in mid-air had already brightened to the extreme, and Martina's figure had already been engulfed by the holy light, and she couldn't look directly at it. Martina's cold voice rang out from mid-air: "Lord, give me strength!

A large pomp of holy light fell from mid-air, spreading out like a ripple of water around the tower platform, instantly covering the entire Wwickburg area.

As time froze when the light fell, the zombie creatures trembling under Martina and the light stopped all movement in an instant, allowing the light to fall on them.

The moment the holy light touched the zombie creatures, it penetrated through their originally hard and iron-like skin, and then the zombie creatures flashed all over their bodies, and they didn't even have time to let out a scream and exploded into a cloud of blood mist.

"Infused with the Holy Light and Ophoras's proud sword skills, Martina is worthy of being one of Ophiras's most proud disciples. Coughlon stroked his beard and commented.

She is also a newcomer to the Sacred Domain, and Martina's combat power is far beyond him, although the factor of her profession accounts for a large amount, but Kauflon understands that Martina's strength in all the Refined Bronze Sacred Domains also belongs to the top group, which is determined by her outstanding talent.

Thinking of this, Coughlun couldn't help but feel a little bitter in his heart, he was a little talented, and the reason why he was able to get to this point was completely involuntarily, and he was forced to this embarrassing position.

"I feel like Miss Martina is in trouble......" Alfie said as Coughren sighed, looking at the place where the light had disappeared on the edge of the sky.

An obvious spatial crack appeared there, and with the blessing of the holy light, Martina seemed to have a certain understanding of the rules of space the moment she swung out the blue light, so much so that a huge spatial crack was cut in the place where the holy light finally disappeared.

The divine dragon flame that Martina had withdrawn from the old dwarf was beating wildly in his fingertips, and Barnett suddenly felt a palpitation for no reason, as if he had met a creditor who had not paid the money for a long time.

At the end of the sky, a milky white ball of light suddenly appeared in the spatial crack cut by the holy light, and quickly flew towards them, with a faint aura of rage and a faint dragon groan.