Captain Richard wore a set of pale golden armor and carried the holy sword "Glory Sun" on his back. His combat boots made a rhythmic crunch when he stepped on the smooth marble floor.
He walked hurriedly through several side halls and corridors and arrived at the back garden of the church.
Besides the Pope, there are already two visitors here.
Standing on the left is Archbishop Timo.
The old man now put on a white priest's robe and held a holy silver staff inlaid with eight magic gems. Compared with the kind-hearted appearance in the past, the old man looked a little more majestic.
The one on the right is a man wearing a black robe.
He is tall, wearing a wide hood, and his face cannot be seen clearly. His dark priest's clothing has patterns of a dark gold scepter and a scale of judgment. The sharp tip of the scepter points upward, with a row of skulls and twisted faces strung on it.
of dead souls.
This is the presiding judge of the Inquisition, a terrifying and mysterious man.
Few people know the name and origin of the presiding judge, and the nobles call him the "Dark Pope".
He is mainly responsible for arresting, trying heretics, and cleaning up traitors within the church. His methods are bloody and cruel, and he has a notorious reputation. In many cases, he is more feared than the pope.
At this time, the presiding judge and Archbishop Timo stood together. One was shrouded in shadows, with a sinister and terrifying aura, while the other was bathed in holy light, making people feel like a spring breeze.
One black and one white, the contrast is particularly obvious.
However, the aura of the presiding judge is obviously stronger than that of the old bishop, and he is no ordinary king.
Captain Richard first nodded to his two colleagues, then looked at the Pope and asked:
"Duke Samares is dead, and the emperor wants us to participate in the encirclement and suppression of the murderer."
"snort."
A cold snort shook the void, distorting the light and dimming nearby objects.
The presiding judge stood in the shadow under the tree, raised his head slightly, revealing half of his thin face, and said in an indifferent tone:
"When will it be the royal family's turn to dictate to the Holy See? Does Ugo think that since he has become a demigod, he can ride on our heads?"
He was obviously dissatisfied with Ugo's deliberate display of the Storm Realm in the morning to show off his muscles.
Archbishop Timo glanced at him and said: "Having said that, this matter is indeed not trivial. It involves the death of an imperial duke. The murderer must be very serious and must be dealt with immediately."
The presiding judge wanted to say something else. The pope raised his hand and said unhurriedly:
"Among the emperors of the St. Joan Empire, Ugo is considered very outstanding. His talent and strength are second only to the founding emperor Louis. It is normal for such an outstanding person to be a little ambitious.
After enduring it for nearly a hundred years, it was okay to let him vent his frustration.
You must remember that times have changed, and even if Ugo can reach the heights of Louis, it will not shake the status of the church."
After hearing these words, the presiding judge suppressed his dissatisfaction and remained silent.
Although he didn't like Saint Kate very much, he also knew that she would become a pillar of the Holy See.
When she breaks through, nothing will be a problem.
Beside the stone table, the pope tapped the table with his dry fingers a few times, thought for a moment, and said:
"The death of Duke Samares, I feel that this matter is not simple. Maybe it is just a precursor. If the enemy has such strength, I am afraid he will not only do this."
Captain Richard asked tentatively: "You mean, we reject the royal family's request to attack, and we are on full alert to ensure the smooth progress of the holy ceremony first?"
"No, a trip is still necessary."
The old pope shook his head and looked at the old bishop, "Richard is going to lead the Knights Templar on a tour of the Holy City. It's up to you to go there this time and bring the 'Holy Ark' with you."
"I see."
Archbishop Timo nodded.
The saints of the church rarely go out to fight and kill, but they can take action when necessary.
………
At noon, the sun rises three poles.
Emperor Ugo walked like a tiger, leaving behind his guards, and passed through several rockeries and palaces alone, arriving at the deepest part of the Storm Palace, a deep and secluded palace garden.
An old man with gray hair and a short stature was standing there upright with his hands behind his back. He was wearing a black and red high-ranking military uniform. Although his face was old, his eyes were bright and he exuded an aura of domineering divine power.
"grandfather!"
Ugo lowered his head slightly and said respectfully.
"You are very good. You are better than the old man. I have been suppressed by the chief judge all my life, but now you have surpassed him."
The old man looked at his grandson and nodded, with some relief in his eyes.
"Grandpa, I'd like to ask you to take a trip this time." Ugo said seriously with a serious look on his face.
When the old man heard this, he turned around and looked at the bronze statue of the Storm God in the courtyard, narrowed his eyes and said:
"How long has it been since a direct bloodline of the Singer family and a high-level legendary strongman died unexpectedly? No matter whose hand it was, he will have to pay the price."
"Grandpa, please be careful. The murderer is very powerful and may have set a trap there."
"I understand that this time I will bring a divine weapon, plus the church's preparations, it will be enough. No matter how bad the situation is, I can retreat safely."
A quarter of an hour later.
A desolate and powerful horn sounded from the city wall.
The west gate of the Holy City was wide open, and groups of cavalry on horses and cavalry, or infantrymen carrying flags, marched through the streets in a mighty manner, and quickly left the city under the watch of the citizens.
The menacing military formation and the pervasive iron-blooded aura made everyone realize that the empire's top officials were serious about taking action this time.
High in the sky, Duke Mars and Duke Shield, who are tall and thick-haired and look like barbarians, are both wearing the uniforms of the commander-in-chief of the empire and standing on a golden airship.
In front of them was the old man from the royal family.
On the other side, Archbishop Timo sat on a large eagle with silver feathers, closing his eyes and concentrating. There was something covered with black cloth in front of him.
"Oh, you actually brought this thing."
The old man of the royal family took a look at the thing covered with black cloth on the back of Silver Feather Eagle King, and was a little surprised.
He knew that this was a special artifact, a holy cabinet that a certain god had used to seal monsters. It was extremely powerful, but it was expensive to activate, so the church rarely used it.
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! "Marshal, don't be surprised, this is what the Pope meant." Archbishop Timo said calmly.
He believed that the other party also brought a magical weapon.
A veteran demigod, three veteran kings, and two powerful artifacts are enough to deal with a demon giant in today's environment.
They are not there to kill people, they are just looking for the murderer.
Once the murderer's whereabouts are exposed, they will use some means to mark it, and then the Pope, the War Lord and Emperor Ugo will take action to give the opponent a fatal blow.
………
Night falls.
There is no moon, light rain is falling, and the evening breeze is a bit cold.
Renn took a shower, wore white pajamas, and walked into a quiet room.
There were no lights in the room, only candles were lit, and a magic circle with complicated patterns shone dimly. The blue light flowed on the ground like water, exuding a mysterious atmosphere.
Ren sat in the center of the magic circle, and with a swipe of his hand, he took out a mirror from the domain space.
The mirror is simple and simple, with an ancient snake totem on the frame. The mirror surface glows with a faint reddish viscous light, as if it had just been fished out of blood.
He recited a string of mantras, and the mirror surface rippled gently, and it soon became clear.
An exquisite face appeared on the mirror. Her long brown hair was loose, her skin was as white as snow, her thin lips were rosy and attractive, and she was naturally charming, just like a goblin who brought disaster to the country and the people.
"Lily, good evening."
Renn smiled brightly and waved to the mirror.
"Stop talking nonsense, what's going on this time?"
Lilith pouted her little mouth and said angrily.
When a little man takes the initiative to contact her, it usually means he has no good intentions. He either wants to sleep with her, or he has something troublesome for her to do.
She knew very well that the last incident of uncharacteristically sending the source of darkness would not happen again in a short time.
Ren's smile faded, thinking about the news of Duke Samaresh's mysterious death, and said seriously:
"Lily, has the Demon King done anything recently?"
Lilith shook her head, recalled something, and said:
"The Demon Emperor has been following a very regular schedule recently. He has been staying in the secret room of Black Cloud Fortress for retreat and meditation to stabilize his powerful divine power.
Only in the early morning every day, he would spare an hour to deal with trivial matters.
I haven't seen him a few times recently. The last time he appeared in public was at the funeral of Palmer, the ancestor of the Blood Tribe. He came to the scene and said some words to encourage morale. It's not surprising."
"Where are the other giants?"
"They are all in retreat." Lilith explained, "Blood God Meredith was still recovering because he was injured by the Sword Master of the Sky before. Lord Wolf and Demon King have just broken through and are also in retreat to stabilize their realm.
I am also in seclusion, and now there are no demon giants in the Lost Forest doing public activities, and it has fallen into a period of silence.
Now active on the front line are some dark monarchs..."
In the southern region of the mainland, a small-scale war has begun.
Demon rebels (the Bloody Queen's army) + the coalition of human nations in the Southern Region VS the main forces of the dark camp.
Of course, the Bloody Queen's army and the Southern Human Alliance did not join together, but each fought in its own way. One attacked the east side of the Lost Forest, and the other attacked the west side of the Lost Forest. They did not cooperate. At most, they were keeping their peace.
River water.
The vampire giant Abu is in charge and has not made any move yet.
After the Earth Elder and the First Speaker of the Steam Alliance arrived in the Southern Territory, they took over the command of the coalition forces. However, the two did not engage in major wars. They just continued to send demon hunting teams and mercenary teams to explore the Lost Forest and draw maps. On a small scale,
Harass the enemy.
Therefore, the war in the southern region of the mainland is still in the small-scale "forest brawl" stage, and the three parties have not even sent out legendary powerhouses.
"That's it."
After learning about the situation in the Lost Forest through the Nightmare Banshee, Ren reached out and touched his chin, lost in thought.
The giants are all in retreat. There is no doubt about this. The Demon Emperor has not traveled far recently.
Could it be that the affairs in the empire were not the work of the Demon Emperor?
Renn asked again: "What about the Demon King's clones? Do you know their whereabouts?"
"The Demon King's main battle avatar was trapped and killed by Beihai Pluto before he could grow up. However, he only has one incarnation of God, which is hidden near the Abyss of the Sky."
"Only one?"
"Yes, it has only been more than 200 years since the Demon King returned to the sixth level. He relied on the experience of his previous life and the accumulation of resources for tens of thousands of years to break through and then stand up again, to be promoted to a powerful divine power in such a short period of time... But this
It's also the limit, he doesn't have the extra divine power to create the incarnation of God, and there is only one at the moment."
The Nightmare Banshee explained.
She is even worse than the Demon Emperor, not even an incarnation of God.
Don't think that incarnations of God can be created at will. It requires a lot of divine power. If a god creates too many incarnations of God, it will even hinder the improvement of his own godhood level.
Having just become the goddess of darkness, it can be said that she was so poor that she couldn't even create a clone.
Of course, the Blood God, the Wolf Lord, and the Demon King are not much stronger. They have no clones, and even the Kingdom of God has not yet been opened. It can only be said that they are still in the initial stage of becoming true gods.
"I see."
Renn nodded with some relief.
He is a Star Lord. Although he is equal to a true god in terms of realm, he is not on the divine fire route after all. He really doesn’t know much about the detailed knowledge about gods.
After thinking about it, the advantage of the trinity path to becoming a god is quite big. It comes with two clones, and they are special clones that can be upgraded together with the main body.
"The Blood Queen may be stronger than I thought."
Ren suddenly thought of his eldest wife.
The Blood Queen is the orthodox trinity route. Her three sides can be counted as the main body, regardless of each other, and the divine power can be more perfectly integrated.
So, in her strongest combined state, is she already comparable to a powerful divine power?
She is opening up the Kingdom of God, which shows that there is no shortage of accumulation of divine power...
It seems that my wife is quite capable of hiding her clumsiness. What she has shown so far is by no means all of her abilities. Is she planning to quietly develop a wave of growth, and then suppress her arrogant husband in one fell swoop?
Renn felt that the queen might really have this plan. She was very strong by nature and would not give in easily even when facing her husband.
Moreover, he has become a bit swollen recently and has become very arrogant, provoking and stimulating her...
"Hiss~"
Ren took a breath of air, feeling that a disaster was imminent and that her husband was in danger of losing his virginity.
No, I must train her hard the next time we meet.
"Ren, I don't have a clue about the death of Duke Samaresh, but I don't think it was caused by the Demon Emperor and the giants from Dark Cloud City." Lilith analyzed.
"Can you make sure this is not the Demon King's handiwork?"
"No, the Demon King is cunning and cunning, and he won't tell me many of his secrets and arrangements. I can only be sure that he did not do this personally."
"..."
It's like not saying anything.
It is too difficult to know what the Demon King, a thousand-year-old silver coin, is planning.
It's useless to have high-level spies. The most the Nightmare Banshee can do is monitor the Demon Emperor's whereabouts. As for what conspiracies he is doing secretly, she has no way of knowing, and she doesn't dare to inquire casually.
Ren interrupted the communication with Lilith, walked to the living room, and poured a cup of tea.
"The Demon Emperor didn't take action personally, nor was it other giants, maybe those two? But, what are they planning to do this time?"
No clue.
He doesn't know the enemy's purpose, so it's even harder to guess the opponent's next move.
As for Princess Olivia...
Sorry, she is too good, she is not even in the legendary realm, being pretty is nothing, and chaos in private life is not new among nobles, so Renn did not pay much attention to her later.
This is not due to carelessness, but due to inertia.
At every banquet, countless people approach him with various purposes, and there are also many abnormal people. He does not explore them one by one. That is not cautious, but a disease of the mind.
………
North of the city, old city.
The soft wool carpet was soaked with blood, and the air was filled with a faint smell of blood.
A corpse lies in Princess Olivia's room.
He has blond hair and blue eyes, wears pure white leather armor, has a golden rose brooch and a royal emblem on his chest. He is a royal knight and the captain of the princess's guard.
He died, with a black and red dagger stabbed through the heart from behind. His face was bruised and purple, as if he had been poisoned. His pupils were dilated, and there was still shock and confusion in his eyes.
"I'm sorry, Knight Rudeus, you are a good man. Even if you hate my dissolute style, you have always done your duty faithfully."
Princess Olivia wiped the blood from her hands with a white cloth and said in an apologetic voice.
On the side, "Son of Original Darkness" Alvis had changed into the attire of a royal knight, squatted down, took out a strange translucent ghost face mask, and placed it on the dead knight's face.
The mask squirmed in the dim light for a while, then he took it off and put it on his face.
Alves turned into the appearance of the guard captain. His face, aura of fighting spirit, and attire were exactly the same.
"I can't see anything unusual."
Princess Olivia looked at the disguised Lord of Darkness, marveled, and asked curiously, "You are far more prepared than I thought. I'm afraid without my cooperation, you also have other chess pieces and plans, right?"
"
Alvis looked at the Royal Knight's face and said calmly:
"An empire is too huge. Even as a member of the royal family, there are some who are unhappy and resentful. You are just one of the best options.
If the military commander or the emperor discovers anything unusual about you, we will deal with you immediately."
"Haha, this looks a bit like a dark lord."
Princess Olivia didn't care that she was being used, put on her coat, and walked out of the room briskly, "Let's get started, I can't wait."
At this time, a four-wheeled carriage was parked outside the mansion.
The dusk is dim, and the time is approaching morning.
After Alvis disguised himself as a royal knight, he became the coachman. After helping the princess get into the carriage, he drove the carriage towards the Storm Palace in the hazy drizzle.
………
When the first ray of morning light broke the vast darkness of night, the ancient holy city came to life.
As luck would have it, the rain stopped.
A rainbow appeared, standing in the morning light on the horizon, and it was extremely beautiful.
Today, many citizens got up early, took out potted plants, placed olive branches at the door, and everyone, men, women, old and young, put on garlands and holy emblems, and went out together.
Believers were seen lining up in long lines on the streets, meeting like a sea of rivers. The crowds were surging, rubbing shoulders, and amidst the noise, they poured outside the glorious temple in the center of the city.
The Great Temple of Glory stands majestically in the city center and is the most dazzling building in this holy city.
The entire temple is built of ivory white marble. There are 24 marble columns in front of the temple with two people embracing each other. It is magnificent and majestic.
A huge angel statue stands at the top of the temple. Its wings are constantly emitting milky white light, shining like a silver sun wheel, making this place appear to be in eternal daylight.
The nobles of the empire came earlier than the ordinary citizens.
The emperor, Queen Isabel, princes and princesses, ministers and other nobles all wore white uniforms, wore wreaths on their heads, and held crosses or holy emblems. They stood in two rows on both sides of the square outside the great temple.
The Holy Sacrifice Ceremony was so grand that the emperor had to come in person to watch the entire ceremony.
The only special treatment he and the Queen received was a chair to sit in after the opening ceremony.
This is the theocratic San Joan Empire.
In the great temple, in a lounge.
Arturia put her hair into a bun, put on a set of exquisite and elegant silver silk saint attire, and sat obediently in front of the mirror.
Several ingenious nuns, one was waiting aside with a lot of jewelry and jewelry, one was applying holy oil on her face, and the other was braiding a flower crown...
Being manipulated, Artoria blinked, her eyes somewhat helpless.
It's so troublesome, even more troublesome than when she was King Arthur.
"Ok?"
"Your Highness, please be patient. Everyone is watching. You are the protagonist today."
“Bang!!”
Suddenly, there was a loud collision in the distance, and the entire holy city seemed to tremble a few times.
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! Arturia swayed, her face changed slightly, she supported several nuns who were about to fall, stood up, and looked towards the west city gate.
"what happened?!"
"What happened? Was there an earthquake?"
"Goddess, it's dark over there..."
In the square, not long after the believers arrived outside the Great Temple of Glory, their heads were buzzing and their eardrums were hurting from the loud noise coming from outside the city.
The ground was also shaking, and some people almost fell and screamed.
Emperor Ugo and Captain Richard's expressions changed, and they subconsciously looked towards the west gate.
"Rumble..."
In the west, dark clouds are pressing down on the city, threatening to destroy it. The dark clouds are mighty, sweeping in like a black tide of death.
A huge shadow stood outside the Holy City. He was covered in heavy and crude black full-body armor. His face could not be seen clearly. Only a single eye in the center of his face emitted a bloodthirsty and fierce light. It was more terrifying than ghosts and gods.
Just by standing there, He caused the color of heaven and earth to change, and everything in the world began to moan.
When they saw this huge and terrifying shadow, both the extraordinary nobles and the ordinary people in the Holy City had their minds almost blank, and their souls could not stop trembling.
There are such evil beings in the world!
He is like the embodiment of chaos and destruction, bringing endless killing wherever he goes.
In the Emerald Cathedral, the Pope suddenly stood up.
The old man clenched his staff and flew to the floating island. He looked at the black shadow standing outside the holy city. A look of shock appeared on his old face and he said in a seductive voice:
"The Lord of Darkness?"
This is no ordinary evil god.
This kind of deep and terrifying, extremely chaotic and evil aura of powerful divine power that far exceeds that of ordinary gods, coupled with the kind of coercion that controls all spirits and dominates the world, must be the main god of a divine system!
There is such a terrifying guy peeking into the Holy City, which is definitely an unprecedented crisis.
If you are not careful, everything will be destroyed.
"Enemy attack!!!"
From the city wall, the piercing screams of the soldiers could be heard.
