The Church of Light is not a native church of this world, but a church from other worlds.

This problem also starts with the structure of the entire multiverse, the plane often refers to an independent world, and in the entire multiverse, there will be countless planes, every time a new plane is born, and there will be an old plane destroyed, and those gods of the supreme planes such as purgatory, chaos, and Styx that are born with the universe are the most powerful and terrifying gods in the multiverse. Gain the power of other planes.

Of course, the primordial gods of the ordinary plane are deeply disgusted by this kind of power to dig into the corners of the wall, after all, the cake is limited, and one more god will be less of oneself, but the supreme plane is the unavoidable existence of the ordinary world, for example, the Styx plane is the return of the dead in all worlds, and the elemental upper realm is the birthplace of all elemental origins, although the power of purgatory is terrifying, it is also in the source of evil, if the strong anger of these supreme gods is strong, they can pay the price to clean up the ordinary plane.

Therefore, as long as it is a small-scale spread that does not act wantonly, there will not be much of a problem, and the local gods will turn a blind eye as if they have not seen it.

Because of this, the Holy Light Church has existed in the Enya plane for a long time, and there are no gods to eliminate him, but only to maintain suppression, so that it will always be a medium sect.

Until the Crimson Star approached, all the gods (local) gods fell from the gods' domain, and the whole world was on the eve of the end of the world, and the high-ranking beings were ready to abandon the world and leave here, and the gods could not leave their own kingdom of gods, but because the Crimson Star forcibly broke their link with the world, the war plunged the whole world into panic. In addition, because the divine war opened the gap in purgatory, the Holy Light Church began to break out...... They never lack time and patience, they just need a chance.

It was at this time that the North came into their horizons.

It's just the north of the human race, but there is the true meaning of the Holy Light with an infinitely close heart, this kind of character is called "seed" in the Holy Light Church, and the entire multiverse is a rare existence, and it is the leader of the diocese of the multiverse region, and the object of direct cultivation by the Lord of the Holy Light.

So after killing so many gods in the north, the Lord of Light in the Elemental Upper Realm became his biggest backer, otherwise even if the local gods were on it together, they would also pile him to death, there was once an evil god who wanted to slaughter mortals to lure out of the north, and at that time, there were more than five powerful gods in ambush, twelve in the middle, and nearly a hundred weak gods, and when the north came, he directly brought the Lord of Light incarnation.

So the ambush could not be killed.

The power of that incarnation is not to mention for the time being, purgatory at that time

Because there are too many ordinary planes, the Holy Light Church has divided nine groups of dioceses according to the gathering range of the multiverse.

The North of Light is not only located in the north of the Enya world, but also in the northern diocese of the multiverse, so the north is not only in charge of the Holy Light of the Enya World, but also in charge of the Holy Light of the Northern Diocese.

That's why he is called Your Excellency "North".

It is conceivable that His Excellency "South" is also the ruler of the Diocese of the Holy Light, but it is not the same as the Diocese under the jurisdiction of the North.

But his great name, Percy, had been heard for a long time.

Or rather, the rulers of all dioceses are the most famous beings in the multiverse, and it is impossible to ignore.

Not to mention far away, which diocese in the southern or northern districts has more difficult examiners and more perverted examiners is something that the Holy Light brothers can pinch for a lifetime.

And the Pale Knight "South", as the biggest competitor of the North, naturally has his own uniqueness.

Needless to say, his force is strong, and the enemies who die under his hands can be piled up in a multiverse.

What's even more terrifying is his difficulty and inability to communicate.

He is one of the few fate travelers who can peek into time and space, not some empty prophecy, but can directly see the picture of a certain time in the future, this strange and soon extinct profession likes to follow the trajectory of a qiē disturbance of fate - sounds amazing, right, in other words, he likes to follow a qiē tragedy, and none of the people he targets will have a good end.

The most excessive thing is that when he meets someone he doesn't like, he will follow the other party.

Then the opponent usually receives a terrifying curse of Doom +5, and even a legendary powerhouse with this luck can choke to death by eating.

So Imidil was right when he said that he didn't want to kill Percy, the other party really wanted to kill, as long as he activated his special effects, Percy would definitely encounter more than a dozen gods along the way to clean him up - anyway, there was basically no hope of coming back.

Of course, he doesn't do this all the time, and occasionally he likes to find someone to follow and give the other person a good luck +5 buff, but Percy doesn't think his poor Alain will receive this kind of treatment at all!

Don't be afraid, Alain, I'm going to save you!

"How can I find him?" Percy asked with a resolute expression.

"How do you possibly think I can find him?" Imidil felt that the other party was too embarrassed for him, and the other party was of the northern level.

“…… Is it too late for me to learn tracking now? Percy felt that the world was dark.

"You can go to the ...... who is good at tracking," Imidir reported a large list of powerhouses in tracking techniques, and added uneasily, "I will ask the Holy Light Sects everywhere to help you pay attention, and remember to pay me the information fee when I go back." ”

"Thank you." Percy put away the orb, the light faded, and he happened to know one if he tracked it down.

…… Distant Amela Satsuma inexplicably sneezed.

Hey, do you still sneeze when you're legendary? ――

Alain tried several times, and finally set up the tent that no longer topped over, let the small fire elemental keep a good temperature outside, and then washed up with the water elemental, and rolled in to sleep.

Not as lonely as Percy.

When the Astral Boundary opens again, you must buy a portable space cabin, anyway, no matter how big the house is, Percy will not sleep in another bed.

As for the white ghost outside, he likes the battle post and does whatever he wants.

I'll go ahead and locate where Percy is.

Alain took out the Mithril unit and closed his eyes to calculate the theory.

Frosty horses' hooves stood still on the tips of the tender leaves of the grass, and layers of light smoke mist evaporated from him.

In the swaying mist, the white knight's long eyelashes cast a dark shadow under his eyes, and his handsome face became more mysterious under the moonlight.

He quietly looked in Alain's direction, revealing a thoughtful look.

Reaching out his hand, a drop of blood rolled on his pale fingertips, the divine blood he had received before.

The blood of the god who died of purification.

He suddenly stretched out his hand, flicked the reins, and the ghostly steed suddenly stepped through the infinite space, and the ice spear that suddenly appeared in his hand had pierced into the void, and then instantly retracted.

There was a muffled grunt in the void.

Blood fell from the tip of the gun.

The White Knight continued to look into the distance, his crystal-like eyes without any reflection.

The snowflakes fell, covering the blood that fell, and also covered the long bloody breath.

"Why are you meddling?" A cold voice said angrily, and it was so sharp that it seemed like someone had driven a nail into the head.

The White Knight did not speak.

"I almost forgot, your tongue was cut out by Tasina a long time ago, didn't you?" The shrill voice was even angrier.

The White Knight remained silent.

"Aren't you an opponent of the North? Are you willing to stoop to the north forever and become second? The voice was a little angry, it was completely out of step with his plan, and it would even be in conflict.

The White Knight still didn't speak.

"North is the one who colluded with purgatory! Both of his sons are proof! What else do you have to refute? "For the person in front of him, his recent behavior is enough to confirm this fact, what the hell is he waiting for?

The white knight quietly looked into the distance.

"Is this your devotion to the Light?" Isn't their doctrine meant to save and protect? What not to drive out the betrayer?

The White Knight looked up at one spot in the void as the other questioned his beliefs.

"You...... Ahh

The White Knight's face was expressionless and continued to look into the distance.

I hate people who talk a lot.

^

The tent on the opposite side was suddenly opened, and Alain frowned at him and asked, "Who was screaming just now?" ”

Is it true, how does it feel like the sound is a little familiar?

Seeing the other party's indifferent appearance, Alan was simply crazy: "You don't want to be unresponsive to me like a dead person, okay?" ”

"What does that voice mean?"

"I can't even feel the source of that person's voice, it can't be that you're doing ventriloquism yourself, right?"

"Who the hell are you?"

"Here's for you!" Alain handed him a recording bead, "This one can directly reflect what you want to say." ”

The other party didn't answer.

So Alain went back displeased.

It's been a long time.

The moonlit night was silent, and the whole forest was unsettling.

His horse seemed bored, snorted, and spoke, in an eerie, mist-like, hoarse voice: "What interesting future do you see again?" ”

"Don't make a sound." The White Knight's voice was beautiful and ethereal, like a kraken's low singing, "Just watch." ”