The Capital of Light is located on an extremely rich plain in the south-central part of the continent, covering an area of tens of thousands of hectares. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

Churches are everywhere here, chants are soft, and priests in white robes are the inhabitants of the church.

And the great Pope Messiri III, who looks down on the world from the towering holy mountain basilica, is the well-deserved master here.

Now that all the gods of the Orjas continent have fallen and the will no longer exists, it is a symbol of the faith of the world in the true sense of the word, and the kingdom of gods on earth in the true sense.

"As far as my lord's eyes can see, it is the kingdom of God!" With thousands of years of efforts by the Holy Light Sect, this moment has become a reality!

In the glorious temple of the City of Light today, there is another Glorious Archbishop, and the Epic Knights, who are quite the same as the fifth-order transcendent masters in the Infinite World, are coming here from all directions.

On their bodies, the brilliant milky white holy light was even more brilliant and rose to the sky with their will.

An inexplicably lofty will echoed in the distant sky. During the period, the stars shine through, shaking the holy mountain, and there are wordless chants filling the world, which makes people intoxicated.

In this place blessed by the gods, the strength of all members of the Holy Light Sect will be silently increased by one order.

This is the case with the ant-like priests of the underground. They hold countless powers in their hands on the continent, and the archbishop of the faith is like this.

And the great pope of the world, who has been sitting on the throne of the temple, their true god, directly below the statue of the great Lord of Light, can never see the depth, and is surrounded by a crystal halo, like a god, Messiri III, even more so!

It is precisely with such a background strength that they can occupy the initiative on the continent, and always suppress the three major kingdoms on the continent, so that even if they have many magical bloodlines in their bodies, they are powerless to fight at all.

"Your Majesty, this is the beginning and end of the Battle of Richard's Big City. After the complete disappearance of the blasphemer Gobel, the Holy Light rebelled - Char did not know how to escape the lock of the Holy Light's punishment, and simply blew down a wall and fled. We couldn't catch up, and we didn't see him at all. ”

In the main hall, Archbishop Dick, who was in charge of this incident, and Archbishop Dick, who was standing here with a snow-white face, was trying to lift his spirits, while constantly telling the ins and outs of the whole thing, so as not to make them lose their subjective consciousness.

"In that case, you've already calculated everything, hoping to catch a big fish.

But first, the grandson of the kingdom's envoy, the Grand Duke of Collapse, was present to observe the ceremony.

Then there was a young man with a suspected artifact in his hand, who came directly to stir up the situation.

Completely disrupted your plans, that's why it's like this? ”

"Yes, Lord Oman. The situation on the field is changing again and again, and it is impossible to grasp it at all.

If it weren't for the presence of that Frank, we would have made the means to bury the whole city and everyone in the city, so that everything could be restored to its original state.

It's just a pity. ”

Dick's face was calm at this time, and he didn't feel anything wrong with what he said.

And the other glorious archbishops, the epic knights did not react, as if in Richard's city, those tens of thousands of people were a set of ordinary numbers.

"It's a shame indeed."

An old man with gray hair and black robe nodded in agreement.

"But the Duke of Collapse's lineage has been passed down from generation to generation, and if we leave his grandson there, that madman will definitely come after us desperately.

Our plan has just begun, and we must not let these old guys find out at this time.

Our lord's great affairs must not be destroyed by these defective products.

Dick, you're doing a great job. The blasphemer, the Holy Light rebelled, ran away, and what we had in the future was the opportunity to recapture them. Not bad at this point in time. ”

"It's just that the artifact that Dick said about my lord's remnant of the world is really interesting.

Dick, you're simulating the shape of that artifact.

Let's take a look and see if it's our lord's artifact.

After all, I don't know how many years the world was born.

Before my lord, there were many false gods who called themselves the gods of light, the gods of the dawn, and the gods of the sun. If they are left behind, the weapon of the false gods will also have some authority of our lord.

It is entirely possible to accidentally read the wrong thing and regard those shameless pseudo-god artifacts as the artifacts of my master.

My lord is ten thousand and one, how can he be blasphemed by these false gods. ”

Another white-haired priest, constantly rubbing the orb of light in his hand, while shining and reflecting the seven-colored brilliance, he also opened the eyes of two black holes, and said with disdain.

This is the only divination master in the entire Holy Light Church, and even in the mainland, so his words and deeds. They all have the ability to see through fate.

In many cases, it represents the will of the Holy Light Cult itself.

"Master Kang Hong. As you wish. ”

Even though his face was full of exhaustion at this time, Dick closed his bloodshot eyes again, and twitched slightly under his hooked nose.

In an instant, the little divine light at the center of his brow shone at the same time.

Under the light, a wisp of divine sword breath had already been taken out by him, and in the blink of an eye, a sword shadow turned from virtual to real, that is, it had been condensed by the holy light to the limit, and fell on his hand.

"Huh? This is?? ”

"Impossible, how can there be such a holy light in this world!"

"My lord is above, when will my lord's authority of light be stolen!"

In an instant, everyone present jumped out of their seats in surprise.

Even the contemporary pope, who has been silent from the beginning, also shook his body, and almost didn't stabilize his round of divine light.

"What's going on!! How could the essence of this divine sword be far higher than the essence of my lord's holy light! What's wrong here!

Master Kang Hong, at this time, was even more like a normal person, staggering, and in a few steps, he had already walked in front of Dick.

One is the phantom of the divine sword in his hand, and he took out his own light orb in a moment.

The aura of that little bit was hooked in the dark, and I wanted to know the specific situation of this artifact through the method of divination.

"Ah----h

"Who, O God, is this, this is the light. How is it all light ... Ah--- no, no, we were all wrong!! ”

In the sockets of his eyes, suddenly, there was a deep smell of foul blood here, and from a distance it was like a monster!

"Pope, hurry up and shatter the phantom of this artifact, there's something, something is coming out!"

Under Master Kang Hong's hoarse voice, this Grand Pope of Messili III had suddenly appeared in front of him.

One hand stretched out the holy light softly, and in the blink of an eye, it wrapped this divine sword, and a large piece of the temple collapsed invisibly.

"Arrogant and stupid mortals. Who has allowed you to peek into the secrets of our Lord Yahweh? The secrets of the Lord, who are you qualified to explore!!

Under my lord, I grant you an equal death in the name of the angel of death! ”

There is no imagery, no fluctuation of the energy of any gods. With a soft sigh, a vague blade of angelic wings streaked through the temple.

It was in the eyes of everyone here that Master Kang Hong's wailing stopped abruptly, and he fell to the ground with a pop and lost his life.

"Your Excellency, what do we do now? Who is this god of death? ”

"Today's thing, give me a complete blockade of news. Anyone, dare to say it, there is definitely a place for him on the stake, do you understand! ”

Messiri III clenched his right hand tightly, trying not to let anyone here see the deep sword marks on his right hand. I couldn't help but shout.

"It's His Majesty the Great Pope! We got it. ”

"In addition, we are beginning to speed up the plan to awaken our Lord.

The continent is so huge, how can there be no less life! Also, at all costs, find the owner of that artifact, find him, capture him, and kill him!! ”

"Yes, your will! His Majesty the Pope"

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meanwhile

"Ahh

"What's the matter, Little Friend Quedra. Have you been catching a cold lately? ”

"No, it's just a little itchy nose. I guess some people are thinking about it, and I'm right. ”

In a large, well-guarded secret room. Master Gobir, who had already nourished his spirit, brought Kuedra and several other alchemy masters here with an excited face. It is easy to lift the oil cloth.

"Everyone is here to see, this is the struggle of our family of alchemists for generations. Finally finished in my hands today! ”

"Poof--" Quedra glanced at it, and suddenly a mouthful of blood was about to spurt out. Directly it was incoherent and made a trill.

"My God, this Gobeth was burned at the stake, and he was really not wronged. Is he going against the sky!! ”

"Whether he is against the sky or not, I don't know. But I knew it was going to change. ”

In his mind, the gods created things, and Vientiane was also thundered at this time!