Under the 21st Pope of the Great Hall, Yassie Blanchebatt III, this female pope with a 20-year-old face and eighty-year-old vicissitudes and precipitation was located in the magnificent hall of the prayer room in the city of Yunzhong, but she was the only one at that time.

She knelt in the hall in a pious manner, put her hands on her chest, and prayed silently. The huge statues of the twelve Holy Spirit goddesses are lifelike and majestic and sacred. They are facing the female pope in the center of the hall, as if the goddesses had descended to the earth as true gods, watching their highest position in the mortal world with their own eyes.

However, although she knelt on the ground with a humble and pious attitude, the female pope's face did not have the "compassion" and "holyness" of the clergy in her hometown. She closed her eyes, her face became heavier, but she did not mutter in her mouth, but she was more like she was communicating with a higher-level existence in the spiritual realm. She also did not have the ban such as "I am in seclusion and understanding Dadaoer, etc.". Just when the expression on her face had transformed from the initial solemnity to astonishment, helplessness, sorrow, and pain, but once again turned into calmness and determination, she opened her eyes, sighed, and the door behind her was immediately pushed open.

Three figures of armor then walked into the hall, and the sound of metal friction and particularly heavy footsteps echoed inside the room. These were two men and one woman, two humans and a high elf. Each of them was wearing thick and heavy metal plate armor, with sacred magic light patterns faintly flowing on it, and they were all wearing their own helmets. They were originally powerful knights with great strength. No matter how heavy the armor they were wearing, there shouldn't be such a big noise when walking... Perhaps, all the noise was simply the illusion brought by the stagnant atmosphere and heavy pressure that was about to come at this time?

A man in silver and full-body armor with sacred emblems inlaid with gold edges, his beards were already covered with wrinkles left by the vicissitudes of life, but his body was still strong and calm like a mountain. Facing the Pope who looked like his granddaughter, he bowed and reminded in a low voice: "The Knights of the Holy Tribe have already assembled."

"That kind of thing happened... Sure enough, what should come will come!" The female pope did not turn around, but looked at the sky outside the window and murmured and sighed. At this time, it was supposed to be the morning when the sun was rising, but the sky was still gray and gloomy. The sun exposed a little halo from the turbid fog, but was reflected by the gloomy sky into a blood-red that makes people feel palpitations, which was more like depression.

"... Then, let's go, we'll come out!" The older knight said loudly: "I will personally lead the eight squadrons of the Temple Knights left in the city of Clouds to set up defenses on the western coastline of the Irrist Peninsula! If... any mistakes in the Dragon Knights' Order, we will inevitably block the demons from the world at the cost of life!"

"This has always been our responsibility! If anything goes wrong, it also means that all the members of the Dragon Knights have died in battle! I will take my own men and rush to the throat of the world as fast as possible, and the main force of the Knights will be together!" Another human knight who looked a little younger said loudly. His armor seemed to be more angular, and there was a bone amulet hanging around his neck. If you look closely, his eyes were filled with a sharp and cold vertical pupil, which was a symbol of the dragon species. This knight was clearly a dragon descendant.

"Emergency notices to Auckland, Wikia and other countries have been out... In addition, there is no news about Cardinal Stasa Mian and her subordinates who have just entered the teleportation array. However, I will lead the remaining four squadrons of knights to continue to stand by in the city of Yunzhong to serve as the general reserve for the entire army!" The female high-elf squadron knight in silver striped armor said in a calm tone: "If you have anything, please feel free to order!"

"... Thank you for your hard work!" The female pope whispered: "May the Holy Spirit and the Holy Light be with you!"

"The Holy Spirit and the Holy Light, the Glory and the Victory will be with me!" The Chief of the Knights of the Cult, Sir Monteban St. Bernardin, Deputy Chief of the Cult, Dame Serrahir Millsardin, and the Chief of the Dragon Knight, Earriguere Spelles, who is stationed in the Throat of the World, bowed and fared down to the Pope, and then left the worship hall with great strides.

Pope Yasti watched the knights disappear from his sight, waved his hand gently, and a trace of mist slowly rose from the crystal ball enshrined in front of the statue of the Glorious Statue. The most powerful spellcaster in the world, Orusero Berencaster, revealed a blurry figure from the fog.

"I have already contacted Yingjia here, and she will bring her subordinates to come over as soon as possible to get along with me, so you don't have to worry."

This is the only good news today, but it is not the most important news the pope wants to hear.

"Tell me, Orouchello, what do you want to do?" the female pope whispered.

"Of course it is to do it, the only thing that can be done. You have your responsibilities, and I have my obligations." The voice of the great magician sounded from the crystal ball: "...You know, I also have my own selfishness. If Xiao 6 Xi knew that the portal he passed through was the only one that could still operate, and it is very likely that he could only operate once. If there were no more than ten individuals who could pass at one time, the little guy would definitely not leave. But, I am really sorry, I finally selfishly chose my heir."

"If only a group of people are destined to leave, then your young disciples, who are as young as him, are destined to be the only candidate. They are young, they are gifted, they are amazing, and they can represent hope... Everyone present respects your choice! Or in other words, they all thank you, Orusero, for cultivating such a talent for the world who can support the future! And I also thank you!" When the female pope said this, she couldn't help but sigh: "It's such a mistake. The enemy not only wants to destroy the barrier of the world, but also wants to use it as bait to keep us reinforcements!"

"Sorry, I have to implicate Sid and Rena to stay with me. They should be your most important friends and assistants, right? However, without them, I really don't have the confidence to save all this." Orusero in the crystal ball apologized sincerely again.

"...No, I envy them very much! Or, it's jealous."

Orusero couldn't help but smile with an distressed smile: "When we were young, we made many mistakes that only young people would make! If my little apprentice heard it, it would be really bad..."

"No, Orusero, I'm very young now! You are the only one who grows old!" The Pope said with a smile.

This time, in the crystal ball, the old man's expression suddenly became more helpless. Then, he withdrew his smile, and showed the expression of a dead soldier who was about to step onto the battlefield, and nodded slightly: "From now, I'll bother you, Yaxi!"

At that moment, the female pope felt sad and suddenly wanted to cry loudly. She forgot the elite sacred knights gathering in the clouds, forgot the crisis the world was facing, and just stared blankly at the old mage in the crystal ball, as if she wanted to remember all his figures firmly in her heart and never forget... Then, she regained all her calmness and once again turned into the Pope Blanchebatt III who led the entire Great Hall.

At the same time, in the square under Yunzhong City, the troops of the Great Hall began to gather. As soon as a small number of thick dragon roars sounded, they were covered by more clear and high neighs from war horses, and merged into a group. In every corner of Yunzhong City, the real mounts and closest comrades of these elite sacred cavalry knights in Yunzhong City, the high and unyielding war songs of the Glorious Spirit Horse and the Yakong Divine Horse. These snow-white creatures all over the body, and even a trace of gloriousness flowed. Although they had a look like war horses, they were actually sacred heavenly creatures such as Guangling and Angels. The Auckland Silin war horse, known as the "King of War Horses", seemed to be just like a guardian dog compared to a tiger and lion.

Only the most powerful, most steadfast, most pious, give up any material desires, and place their lifelong beliefs on maintaining the balance and security of the world can be recognized by the Holy Spirit and the angels, and can maintain these powerful creatures in the material world in a short time. Only when a rush to march to the battlefield or charge against the powerful enemy will the Knights of the Holy Tribe call on them to come.

There are many knights with the title and ability of the Knight of the Holy Tribe, most of them have official titles, titles and offerings from the nations. Before the Great Church, they must first obey the orders of the lord and the secular constraints. For them, the "Knight of the Holy Tribe" is more like an honorary title. It is very simple to distinguish the difference between this group of "officially authorized fan" and the authentic ones... It is just to see if they have these divine horses given by the gods of the heavens.

The giant dragon thrust his wings and left Yunzhongcheng, and pounced towards the sky far west. It was the sound of the dragon knights stationed in Yunzhongcheng. Just the sound of more than twenty giant dragons passing through the sky shocked all the birds, insects and beasts around him trembled, but they didn't even dare to breathe.

However, they must be the last group of dragon knights to arrive on the battlefield. Almost at the same time, the loud horn sounded at the world's throat fortress, and the highest tower. The vast and bitter sound seemed to penetrate the sky in an instant and echoed in every corner of Gabriel 6. The dragons seemed to hear such a sound, or sensed the call in the dark, and raised their heads, either melodious, majestic, or fierce dragon roars sounded from all over the world. It was the response of the dragon knights stationed everywhere.

Then, the dragons held their comrades and partners and slapped the wings that could easily smash the mountain and went straight to the sky.

However, these are already the forces of the second echelon. Before that, all the dragon knights stationed in the throat of the world had already appeared. Nearly a thousand giants of different colors gathered in the sky to form a torrent covering the sky and rushing towards the destination in the west without stopping. Soon, the coastline was thrown behind them, and the bottom had turned into a large ocean... It was pitch black, as if the ocean had been infected by the abyss, and there seemed to be a mottled firelight in between.

This place was originally called the sunset ocean or the simple "Western Ocean". Through this, the waterway to the Far West Xinda 6 has been found. It is naturally a vast ocean that is far deeper and more varied than the Sea of ​​Falling Stars and the Sea of ​​Chen, but it is not a forbidden area that cannot be passed by mortals. In the memory of the Dragon Knights, this should have been an endless blue sea, scattered with deep and mysterious charm.

This sea shouldn't have been like this!

The commander of the Dragon Knights, Earl Hector Van Aaron Fist, sat upright on his dragon saddle and soared at the first of the huge Dragon Knights team. It is hard to describe his mood at this moment. He was originally a legendary warrior who had been through many battles. In theory, he would not be excited or nervous about anything. However, when asked again, he suddenly realized that he had never had the experience of leading almost all the main forces of the Dragon Knights to the battlefield before. In fact, after the Qiming War, no other Dragon Knight Commander had such experience. Even more than fifty Dragon Knights gathering operations have not seen it for a thousand years.

"...So silent, this is not like you!" The voice of his partner and his comrades-in-arms, or the Holy Dragon Princess Hirovna, who has a much closer relationship than his partner and his comrades-in-arms, rang in the heart of the Dragon Knight Commander. The Dragon Knight and his own partner can communicate with each other's heart, which is a ability that is even less expensive and convenient than the spiritual link of the spellcaster.

"I wonder, looking at our actions at this time, will it be a group of heroes who save the world or the final desperate struggle of a group of incompetent people?" Hector smiled self-deprecatingly: "I originally thought that everything was in control and it was impossible to be forced into this field."

"Who thought that such a thing would happen?" Princess Holy Dragon suppressed a deeper sorrow and pain than her partner: "...I originally thought that the child should have lived longer than me!" She then changed her mind: "But the worst expectation has been born, and our duty is to make things worse!"

"Yes, this is our duty! It was like this from the day the Knights was established!" The Dragon Knight Commander murmured and repeated.

Then, in the distant horizon, the outline of the island gradually became clear, and was reflected in the light of the giant array hanging upside down in the sky, and the evil spirit entered blood. The giant of flames slowly formed in the light of the array, condensing from the shadow of nothingness to the visible entity visible to the naked eye.

The dragon knights stopped whispering, and the dragons stopped their dragon roars. They were all powerful people who had been through many battles. They were great creatures of the golden race living at the top of the food chain. However, at that moment, they suddenly felt their own insignificance.

"It's him!" Hector sighed.

"It's him!" Princess Holy Dragon smiled bitterly.

Silent fear and panic lingered in the knights' queue, but in just a few seconds, they were driven away by the sudden desire and determination. They were indeed mortals, but they were mortals, and when facing higher levels of evil, they had a symbol of not surrender!

Fear? Maybe there is! But this is not a reason not to fight! Thousands of years ago, thousands of years ago, all the ancestors could do, and there is no reason they could not do it!

"If it were him, more than half of the comrades would die here!" Shanna Delin, the head of the Knights and the magic consultant of the Knights, said to her leader on the back of an ancient emerald dragon. She still had a smile on her face, and her voice was as calm as if she was talking about the menu for dinner tonight.

"However, I can guarantee that the regiment commander does not need me as a military judge to maintain discipline, nor will any comrades escape!" Knight Bellit Francolt, riding on the ancient golden dragon, said in a calm and firm tone.

"I understand!" Hector smiled, and then he gently patted the dragon scales of the holy dragon: "Then, Shivrona, my comrades-in-arms, my partner, my... lover! We have been fighting side by side for the past thirty years. Now, are you still willing to go hand in hand with me?"

"Didn't I always be there? I love!"

"Comrades from the Knights, are you willing to stand shoulder to shoulder with me?"
Chapter completed!