Church of the Holy Cross, Golovin Cathedral.

This sacred center, which has been passed down for hundreds of years and has a longer history than the Heavenly Dome and the Imperial Capital of Golovin, is a place to save the world from ascending to heaven and purifying the soul, but at this moment, it has become the closest place to "hell" in the true sense of the word.

Apparently a place to pray for the world and save the world, it has become the only place in the imperial capital that does not have to worry about being attacked by monsters and turning into ruins, and the strong parapet and towering dome, as well as the Golovin hill 300 meters above the ground, keep the cathedral safe from those terrible carrion demons and evil god shells.

And all this is out of the ambition and "mercy" of an evil god.

The serene silence turns into silent irony;

Divine solemnity, as if mocking incessantly.

The old Archbishop of Innocent knelt before the statue of the Holy Cross, his golden bishop's robe wrapped around his already overwhelmed body like a quilt, his trembling hands could not even hold the pendant, his throat full of phlegm and his mouth with no teeth left could no longer chant hymns.

He just crouched beneath the massive sculpture, using the last breath of strength to keep himself alive.

Can't die yet, can't die yet.

I... Innocent... Haven't completed His Majesty's mission yet, and... It's not yet time to free yourself.

That Your Majesty... The one who saved himself from the bottom, became an archbishop step by step, let himself be in charge of the Holy See and even entrusted him with real power, and really penetrated the future Majesty......

Never... Failed to live up to his expectations!

"Huh... Ha...... Ha ......"

Innocent, who was gasping for breath, was already dying.

"Bang!"

With a loud bang, the door of the temple was smashed open from the outside.

Rumble... Rumble... Rumble......

The cold wind that penetrated the temple was mixed with a dull, incessant thunder.

The wind howled, and the dying archbishop suddenly shook his whole body, and his trembling palms pressed against his chest.

It was like the power of the void, as if it were substance, was eroding his body with the wind that penetrated him.

"Ahh Ahhhh......h

Archbishop Innocent, trembling, groaned in pain from his desperately growing mouth, and the cold power of the void raged in his body, as if it was about to tear apart every bone and flesh of his flesh

"Smack... Syllable... Smack......"

In the pain that went deep into the bone marrow, he was in a trance and the crisp sound of footsteps sounded in his ears.

The old man, desperately staring wide-eyed, stared behind him as if he were looking at the most terrible thing in the world.

A familiar figure, dressed in tattered clerical robes, walked barefoot toward himself in the temple.

Farnessc... No.

It was the "black cross" in the skin of Farnesis, Serol.

Innocent knew that this was caused by him, and His Majesty Eckhart knew that Serol was very likely to lurk in the city of Ebolden, and once Ebonden's nine-pointed star chalice appeared, it was very likely that the Black Cross would be exposed, allowing this terrible enemy to go from the darkness to the light, but the result was ......

Not only did he harm the young priest, but he also tried desperately to stop the "prophecy"... Crafted with your own hands.

"Ahhhhh......h

The moans of pain are mixed with emotional self-blame that transcends the double layers of ** and mental pain, as well as remorse.

If it weren't for his own self-assertions, His Majesty would have had more time to prepare and lay out, how could it have evolved into the scene it is today?!

If it's not for yourself... If... If not yourself......

"Interesting. ”

The moment the cold voice sounded, the trembling Archbishop of Innocent finally couldn't hold it anymore, and knelt on the ground with convulsions, pus mixed with blood kept gushing out of his big mouth.

The already decaying body had already collapsed after being tortured and twisted by the power of the void, leaving only an empty shell on the surface.

"Clearly claiming to be a humble servant of the Holy Cross, the Speaker of the Holy Cross in the world, representing the existence of the Holy Cross in every word and deed......"

Serol, who was approaching step by step, a sarcastic sneer was spreading at the corner of his mouth:

"It's actually another human dog, hiding from everyone, and faithfully carrying out his every command, it's so funny, and it's really funny that you exist in the material world. ”

"No wonder... Asriel will be so obsessed with you that he will never tire of repeating his ridiculous and pointless, playful games. ”

"Even I can feel the irony that tells me that if the devout believers knew that their leaders of faith did not believe in the Holy Cross at all, but were the most faithful servants of the Emperor, and that all they had done over the years was to confuse them into the illusion of serving the Emperor better... What will they think?"

"Innocent... Archbishop?"

The voice of cold sneering is like the whisper of the devil.

Innocent, who was lying on the ground, twitched, and her eyes desperately raised stared at the figure that walked towards her.

"Holy Cross?"

He couldn't stop gasping, and said weakly: "What kind of sorcerers of the Dragon Kingdom are just the shackles left by the empire and this world, and they are also worthy of faith and worship?"

"A man born in the void with the aim of enslaving the world, and who does not even belong to this world... Invaders of the other world, also qualified... Become the faith of the Empire?!"

"No! it doesn't qualify, it's... You... You invaders from another world, you don't have the qualifications, no!"

Innocent, desperate for the last shred of life, roared at the god who defied him.

"Only... Your Majesty, His Majesty Eckhart de Salion, who truly understands this world and has insight into this world, has the power to lead this world to a better future. ”

"He is the one who is truly qualified and capable of ruling this world, who is qualified to be the faith of all the people of the empire and the whole world; He should be crowned a god!"

"It's not you... You damned intruders, cough cough ......."

Coughing violently, Innocent was dying.

Can't die yet... I can't die yet......

Until His Majesty's plan succeeds, I... Innocent... Can't fall yet!

"Ahhhh......!!!!h

Archbishop Innocent screamed heartbreakingly, and pus, mixed with blood, poured out of his mouth.

Even so, the burning gaze showed no sign of extinguishing, and the dying body burst out with an astonishing vitality that sustained him to continue to live, using his fragile body to turn into an iron wall in front of the Black Cross.

He must be stopped, Selior must be stopped... Until His Majesty's plan succeeds, Serol must be stopped... Get close to the Nine-Pointed Star Holy Grail!

Never, let him get the Holy Grail of the Nine-Pointed Star!

"Stop me?"

Looking down at the dying figure, Seriel's pupils reflected Innocent's struggling gaze.

"Huh?"

The rotten wooden palm grabbed his ankle.

A stunned light flashed across Seliol's face, but it wasn't that the other party dared to resist him, but that the body that had already been eroded by the power of the void could still move?

Obviously he has been completely eroded, and only a shell is left, and he can continue to fulfill his wishes... The rebellion of the material world is truly breathtaking.

No, it's not that this scum is tenacious enough, it's that I haven't calculated the time accurately, even if it is eroded, it will take time to completely destroy it.

This is the law of the material world, everything changes and it takes time to be born, to grow, to die... Everything follows this cycle.

Even the forces of the Void that invade the world must obey this law.

Selyol's face had a creepy smile on Innocent's face.

It wasn't a contemptuous, sarcastic sneer... It's like a child who comes into contact with this world for the first time, only to reveal the innocence, purity and curiosity... A sincere expression.

Black Cross Serol, little by little, mastered and adapted to the basic laws of this world!

The black mist rolled up and swept past Serol's ankle, and the palm that was clutching there disappeared.

There was only one bleeding wound left.

"Ahhhh......!!!!h

Staring at the missing palm, Innocent screamed.

Selior was satisfied.

He doesn't care... No, I should be happy to have some stupid people stand up and stop me before I get everything I want: the dragon kingdom, the dragon, the evil god, the Holy Cross, the human... All, everything, and even the whole world are desperately resisting, stubbornly resisting themselves.

These unworthy revolts give the whole thing an incomparable value to their negation, their desperate stubbornness, their unworthy dying throes...... Prove how much they want to do means to them, to the world, to themselves!

Value...... This word, which was simply incomprehensible in the void, was only truly understood by Fanecis after his will merged with Serol.

I, Black Cross Serol, what I do is not just to complete my personal sublimation and escape the shackles of the two worlds, my career is valuable and meaningful, and my achievements will give the world... Make a difference.

The more they don't understand, the more they resist, the more they prove that they are beyond their minds, that what they are doing is right, that they are not tolerated by their old world existence... The dawn of a new world!

Right now......

"Huh?"

Letting go of Archbishop Innocent, who had turned into a mess of rotten flesh, Seriel, who frowned slightly, turned his gaze behind him and looked at the voice that was coming towards him in astonishment.

"You ......"

"Eckhart de Salion... My name. ”

In the shadows, the figure stepped forward, unhurried, and looked at Serol with the gaze of a king looking down on his subjects: "If you really need to know. ”

Eckhart de Salion... Seliol's expression was a little ugly, and his eyes flashed with a cold light.

"No, you're not, Eckhart de Salion is dead... Killed by his own hands. ”

Seriel said coldly, he couldn't be more sure of this.

From the moment this "living dead" appeared, he could feel the incomparably familiar power from the other party, the power that once originated from him, but now became an obstacle in front of him.

"You're just wearing the name of Eckhart de Salion... The ...... resurrected by the power of the nine-pointed star grail and the power of the Holy Cross "Old Scriptures"

"Empty shell!"

..............................

"They... I guess I've already arrived in the imperial capital, right?"

On the silent banks of the Jewel River, facing the endless river, Asriel muttered in a low voice, and the corners of his mouth were undisguised smiles: "Perhaps, we have already started to fight with the enemy." ”

"Thousands of rotting corpses, terrifying evil god shells, raging void power... And many, many, many of the traps laid by the Black Cross Serol, to block the obstacles that others had in his way......"

"It must be dangerous every step of the way, and there is a crisis everywhere, right?"

"They know, they know very well... But they went anyway, and stepped into the enemy's base camp without hesitation, just to be able to give dear Loren a chance to survive in the decisive battle. ”

The unmoved black-haired wizard calmly looked at the end of the horizon.

"And dear Loren, if you put all your hope on them, anyone else would be a little bit more worried about it, or at least you will feel nervous and uneasy, right?"

"After all, it's a war about world ownership, the winner takes all, the loser has nothing, and you can still trust your best friends so much in such a situation... Ah, it's really Asrael's ...... at first sight."

"Will they come?" interrupted Loren.

"Definitely. ”

Smiling faintly, Asriel looked at the black-haired wizard, "For this group of remnants of the last era... Dear Loren, you are their only hope of survival, for Serol will not let them exist any more, no matter what. ”

"The day the black cross hangs in the sky is the day the dragon perishes. ”

At this moment, a cold wind rolled up from the surface of the river and gently blew past the two of them.

Loren and Asriel glanced at each other, and in tacit agreement, turned their gaze in the direction of the other side of the Jewel River, a mirror-like river that rippled in the cold wind.

In the next second, huge waves are rising!

Whew

Whew

The wind roared, like thousands of shouts, hammers and drums, echoing in the air, lasting for a long time.

"Knock !!!"

The earth shook, and the final word was heard.

The smoke and dust are rolled up by the air waves and spread around, slapping the waves back to the surface of the river.

Smiling Loren and the blonde boy looked up at the great shadow that fell from the sky.

It was a pair of pure mirror-like amber, set in an erect and slender body, which made people look up and marvel.

The silver-gray scales that spread all over the body still shone and shone brightly in the black smoke that only stars flickered, and there was only one dragon in the world with such scales.

The Lord of Jufeng Mountain, the longest-surviving giant beast in the world so far, the sworn enemy of the Black Cross and the evil gods......

Silver Dragon, Enzo.