The circle of light continued to spread towards the sky, and soon formed a hemispherical light shield that protected the City of Light in it.

All kinds of elemental magic that were constantly shooting out were blocked by the huge light shield, and they quickly disappeared between heaven and earth.

And the black tornado that fell from the sky was also forced back into the clouds by Simon.

The thick dark clouds quickly dissipated after Simon's sleeve waved.

The sun was shining, the blue sky was like water, and the sky and earth were once again back to normal sky.

By this time, the City of Light had gradually calmed down. Some bold people poke their heads out to see what was going on outside.

When they looked up and saw the rippling light of the golden lake, they were stunned.

What had just happened was so great that the sky was dark, the wind and lightning were blowing, the earth was shaking, and a large number of buildings were collapsing, as if the world was apocalyptic.

They originally thought that today's City of Holy Light would be destroyed, but they didn't expect that around the largest capital of the Violet Continent, there was such a huge protective circle hidden to ensure the safety of the city.

Each of them could not help but breathe a sigh of relief, and they were even more grateful and awe-struck by the archbishop who had saved them.

At this time, even if they were to elect Earls as the new king, they would not hesitate in the slightest.

As for the Aofeng Green in the sky who confronted the archbishop, they hated it even more, including the traitorous thief Dylan Green, who was being imprisoned in the dungeon of the Inquisition.

But they never imagined that in the years that Earls became the archbishop, there were more than 100,000 displaced poor people and countless nobles and officials in the imperial capital.

They would not have thought that in the eyes of the Brant family, they ordinary people were not worth mentioning at all, and when it came to the critical moment, even if ordinary people died, Earls would not feel the slightest pain.

In Earls's eyes there are only three kinds of people, one enemy, one useful, and the other useless.

Obviously, the ordinary people of these imperial capitals, and even some nobles, in Earls's opinion, are dispensable wine bags and rice bags, and they are worthless at all.

They would not have thought that the battle of slaying the dragon more than ten years ago, as well as the demon invasion in recent years, are inextricably linked to the Brant family.

All they saw was the arrogance and cruelty of Ao Feng at the moment, the cold-bloodedness and brutality of the paladins who rushed into the imperial capital, and the great feat of the Brant family saving the empire from danger.

It is precisely because of this that Ao Feng is even more indignant in his heart, it is really not worth fighting for such a group of imperial people who are blinded by illusion and do not distinguish between right and wrong!

At this moment, Ao Feng and Simon are standing together, facing the strongest person in the entire Violet Continent - Earls Brandt.

Earls looked at the two people in front of him, expressionless.

As for Ao Feng's strength, he had already tested it before, and he probably had a basic position in his heart: stronger than the Holy Magister, but there was still a certain distance from the Illegal God.

As for the strength of Simon Baylor, another high priest of the Quran Empire, Earls has never been sure, but he can be sure that Simon's strength is at least the Holy Magister, or even stronger.

Otherwise, no matter how strong his ability to control wind magic was, Simon would not be able to break the power of the gods that fell from the sky.

Now, he has to face these two strong enemies at the same time, but Earls's heart still does not have much turmoil.

Because he is very confident in his own strength, even to the point of conceit. He was now standing at the door of the Dharma God, and he only needed a suitable opportunity to step into that legendary realm in one step.

And now, Ao Feng and Simon are in front of them, and this is the best opportunity he has been waiting for.

......

At the same time, more than sixty paladins soon arrived at the door of the Inquisition.

At this time, the gates of the Inquisition were closed, and not a single guard was in sight.

One of the paladins took two steps forward, then stood still, and with a wave of his right arm, more than a dozen paladins flew up in an instant, wanting to enter the inner courtyard of the Inquisition. The person who waved his arm was none other than Max, the great butler of the Green family.

But just as they were about to cross the high wall, dozens of brilliant sword lights suddenly shot out from inside the wall, forcing the paladins back to the ground.

Max looked at the high wall with cold eyes, and his expression did not change. Of course, he knew very well that it was impossible for the Inquisition to be left unguarded.

Not long after, a figure appeared on the high wall, and I saw that the figure was wearing a black cloak and his face was covered with a mask, and his face could not be seen clearly.

After him, more than thirty berserkers jumped onto the wall.

"What? you want to rob the prison, you're too naïve!" the masked man said coldly.

Max smiled coldly: "Andrew, you traitor to the Secret Method, you also know that you are shameless, so you have been covering it with a mask, right?"

Andrew's body was slightly stunned, obviously, he didn't expect that his identity would be revealed by the other party all of a sudden.

"Looks like you've done a good job of your intelligence system!" Andrew continued.

Max looked up coldly: "It's much better than you imagined!"

"Well, tell me about it, I'm willing to listen!" Andrew made a look of waiting to listen.

Max looked disdainful: "You'll know soon, but you may not see this either!"

After saying this, Max suddenly whistled again, and the dozen or so berserkers beside Andrew suddenly drew out the daggers that had been prepared long ago, and immediately plunged into the hearts of the "companions" beside him.

Soon, the bodies of more than a dozen berserkers fell and fell heavily to the ground, bleeding profusely.

A berserker beside Andrew stabbed Andrew in the back with a very fast movement, trying to give him a fatal blow.

However, Andrew raised his right hand, and a black light instantly disappeared into the berserker's forehead, and the berserker didn't have time to make any sound, and his body fell weakly.

Almost at the same time, Andrew's form appeared like a ghost, appearing on the top of a tall building in the distance.

He looked at the berserker on the ground who wanted to assassinate him, couldn't help but sigh, and said, "Actually, I have long suspected you, but you guy's temper is very good, so I have kept you alive until now." ”

After saying this, Andrew looked in the direction of Max again: "Is the Nightingale Project? Do you think the Archbishop's Church is not aware of it in the slightest?"