The twenty-first Pope of the Great Church, Asther? His Majesty Branchbain III, the twenty-year-old woman with the face of a twenty-year-old girl, and the eighty-year-old vicissitudes and precipitation of the Pope, were in the prayer room of Cloudsdale at this time. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 infoIn the splendid hall, she was the only one at this time.

She knelt in the hall in a reverent gesture, her hands on her chest, and prayed silently. The twelve colossal statues of the Holy Spirit Goddesses were lifelike and majestic, facing the female pope in the center of the hall, as if the goddesses had descended to earth as true gods, and looked at their spokesmen for their highest status in the mortal world.

However, although she knelt on the ground in a humble and pious gesture, the face of the female pope did not have the "compassion" and "holiness" of the clergy in Lu Xi's hometown. Her eyes were closed, her face became heavier and heavier, but her mouth was not babbling words, more like she was using the spiritual realm to communicate with some higher being. She also did not have the prohibition that "His Majesty the Pope is in retreat and must not be disturbed", and just when the expression on her face had changed from the initial solemnity to shock, helplessness, sorrow, and pain, but once again turned into composure and determination, she opened her eyes, let out a sigh, and the door behind her was pushed open.

The three figures of the group then walked into the hall, and the sound of metal grinding and especially heavy footsteps echoed in the room. It was two men and one woman, two humans and one high elf, each clad in thick, heavy full-body metal plate armor with divine magical light flowing faintly, and each with its own helmet between them. They were originally powerful knights with excellent strength, and no matter how heavy the armor was, there shouldn't be such a big movement when walking...... Perhaps, all the sound is simply the illusion brought about by the stagnant atmosphere and heavy pressure of the mountain rain at this time?

The first man was dressed in silver, with a gold trim and a holy coat of arms, his hair was already visibly gray, and his face was already covered with wrinkles left by the vicissitudes of time, but his body was still strong and composed, like a mountain. Facing His Majesty, who looked like his granddaughter, he bowed and reminded in a low voice: "Your Majesty, the Templars have been assembled. ”

"How could something like that happen...... Sure enough, what should come will come! The Pope didn't turn her head, but looked out the window at the sky and muttered. 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 showed a little halo from behind the cloudy mist, but it was reflected in the gloomy sky into a palpitating blood red, more like oppression.

“…… So, let's go! The older knight said aloud, "I will personally lead the eight squadrons of Templars left in Cloudsdale to the western coastline of the Illist Peninsula to set up defenses!" If...... If there is any mistake on the part of the Dragon Knights, we will definitely keep the Demon God out of the world at the cost of our lives! ”

"It's always been our job! If something happens, it means that the Dragon Knights have all died! I will take my own men and rush to the Throat of the World as fast as possible, and meet with the main force of the Knights! Another slightly younger human knight said aloud. His armor was more angular, and he had a bony amulet around his neck, and if you looked closely, his eyes had a sharp and arrogant vertical pupil, which was the sign of a dragon. The knight was clearly a dragonborn.

"Urgent notices to Auckland, Vekia and the rest of the country have been sent...... In addition, Cardinal Stasa, who had just entered the teleportation array, and her subordinates had not yet heard from her. However, I will lead the knights of the remaining four squadrons to remain on standby in Cloudsdale as the general reserve of the whole army! The female High Elf Templar in silver striped armor said in a calm tone, "If you have anything, please feel free to command!" ”

“…… Thank you very much! The Pope whispered: "May the Holy Spirit and the Light be with you!" ”

"The Holy Spirit and the Light, the Light and the Victory, will be equal to me!" Templar Captain Monturban? Saint? Sir Bernardine, Deputy Chief Sera Hill? Dame Millsardine, and the dragon knight Erigard, who is based in the Throat of the World? Count Spices, bowing to the Pope at the same time, strode out of the chapel.

Pope Yasti watched the backs of the knights disappear from his sight, and with a gentle wave of his hand, a trace of mist slowly rose from the crystal ball enshrined in front of the statue of the Goddess of Radiance. The most powerful spellcaster in the world, Orucello? Belencaster emerged from the fog with a vague figure.

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

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

"Tell me, Orucello, what do you want to do?" The Pope whispered.

"Of course it's doing, it's the only thing that can be done. You have your responsibilities, and I have my obligations. The voice of the Grand Magus rang out from the crystal ball: "...... You know, I also have my own selfish intentions, if Xiao Lu Xi knows that the portal he passes through is the only one that can still operate, and it is likely that it can only operate one last time, and it is impossible for more than ten individuals to pass through at one time, then the little guy will definitely not leave. But, I'm really sorry, but in the end, I selfishly chose my heir. ”

"If it is destined that only one group of people can leave, then your young disciples, who are equally young as him, are destined to be the only ones. They are young, they are talented, they are amazing, and they are the ones who represent hope...... All of you here respect your choice! Or rather, they all thank you, Orucello, for cultivating such a talent for the world who can pinned on the future! And I thank you too! When the female pope said this, she still couldn't help but sigh: "What a mistake, the enemy not only wants to destroy the world enchantment, but also wants to use this as bait to keep all our reinforcements!" ”

"I'm sorry, but I'm going to have to keep Sid and Rena behind me, they should be your most important friends and assistants, right? However, without them, I really don't have the confidence to save it all. "Orucello in the crystal ball, once again sincerely apologizes.

“…… No, I envy them so much! Or rather, jealousy. ”

Orucello couldn't help but smile in distress: "When we were young, we made a lot of mistakes that only young people make! It wouldn't be nice if my little apprentice heard about it......"

"No, Orucello, I'm young now, too! You're the only one who gets old! The Pope laughed.

This time, in the crystal ball, the old man's expression suddenly became more and more helpless. Then, he withdrew his smile, and his face showed the expression of a dead soldier who was about to set foot on the battlefield, and bowed slightly: "After that, everything will trouble you, Yaxi!" ”

At that moment, the female pope's heart was sour, and she suddenly wanted to cry. She forgot about the elite Templars that were being assembled in Cloudsdale, forgot about the crisis the world was facing, and just stared blankly at the old mage in the crystal ball, as if she wanted to keep all his figures firmly in her heart and never forget...... Then, she regained all her composure, and once again transformed into the same Yasty who led the entire Great Templar? His Majesty Pope Branchitter III.

At the same moment, on the square under Cloud City, the forces of the Great Holy Church began to gather. As soon as a small number of deep dragon moans rang out, they were drowned out by more clear and high-pitched neighing of warhorses, and they coalesced into one corner of Cloudsdale—the unyielding battle songs of the true mounts and closest comrades of the elite Templars in Cloudsdale, the Radiant Spirit Pony and the Divine Pony of the Ark. These creatures with snow-white bodies and even a glimmer of brilliance flowing from their bodies, although they have the appearance of war horses, they are actually sacred celestial creatures such as light spirits and angels. Known as the "King of War Horses", the Auckland Xilin War Horse, compared to them, is like a guardian dog compared to a tiger and a lion.

Only the strongest, most loyal, most pious, renounced any material desires, and devoted their life's beliefs to maintaining the balance and security of the world can be recognized by the Holy Spirit and the angels, and can maintain the existence of these powerful beings in the material world for a short time. It was only when they had to march to the battlefield in a hurry, or to launch a decisive charge against a formidable enemy, that the Templars called them to their arrival.

There are many knights with the title and abilities of Templars, most of whom have titles, titles, and offerings from other nations, and before the Great Templar, they are subject to the orders of the lord and the worldly constraints, for whom the "Templar" is more like an honorary title. It's easy to tell the difference between this group of "officially licensed doujin" and the genuine ones...... Let's see if they have any of these gods from the gods of the heavenly realm.

The dragon flapped its wings and left Cloudsdale and pounced into the sky far west, the sound of the dragon knights stationed in Cloudsdale setting off first. Just the sound of more than twenty giant dragons crossing the sky shocked all the birds and insects around them, but they didn't even dare to breathe.

However, they will surely be the last dragon knights to arrive at the battlefield. Almost at the same moment, a loud trumpet sounded from the highest tower in the Throat of the World. The mighty and piercing sound seemed to penetrate the sky in an instant, echoing in every corner of the Gaboa continent. The dragons seemed to hear such a voice, or they sensed the call in the dark, and they raised their heads one after another, whether melodious, majestic, or ferocious, the dragon's groans rang out from all over the world. That was the response of the dragon knights stationed everywhere.

Then, holding their comrades and partners, the dragons flapped their wings that could easily smash the mountain, and soared into the clouds.

However, these are already the forces of the second echelon, and before that, all the dragon knights stationed in the throat of the world have all set off. Nearly a thousand behemoths of different colors converged in the sky to form a large torrent that obscured the sky and the sun, and rushed towards the destination due west without stopping. Soon, the land and coastline were left behind, and the ocean had become a large ocean below...... It was pitch black, as if the ocean had been infected by the abyss, and in the middle of it seemed to be dappled with fire.

Originally known as the Ocean of the Sunset, or simply the "Western Ocean", through which the passage to the New World of the Far West has been found. It is naturally an unfathomable and ever-changing ocean far deeper than the Falling Star Sea and the Chen Sea, but it is not a forbidden place that mortals cannot pass. In the memories of the dragon knights, this should have been an endless blue sea, exuding a deep and mysterious charm.

This sea is not supposed to be like this in the first place!

Captain of the Dragon Knights, Hector? Sanskrit? Count Aaron Fest sat upright in his saddle and soared to the head of a huge group of dragon knights. It's really hard to describe how he feels at this time, and as a legendary warrior who has been through a lot of battles, it stands to reason that he shouldn't feel excited or nervous about anything. However, when he asked himself again, he suddenly realized that the experience of leading almost all the main forces of the Dragon Knights to the battlefield seemed to have never been experienced before. In fact, after the Qiming War, no dragon knight leader had such experience. Even if more than fifty dragon knights assemble and move, it has not been seen for thousands of years.

“…… It's not like you! The voice of his partner and comrade-in-arms, or the Holy Dragon Princess Shirovna, who had a far more intimate relationship than his partner and comrade-in-arms, rang in the heart of the dragon knight leader. The Dragon Knight and his partner are able to communicate with each other, an ability that is even cheaper and more convenient than the telepathic link of a transcendent spellcaster.

"I'm wondering, when the future generations look at our actions at this time, is it a group of heroes who save the world, or a group of incompetent people who are fighting to the death?" Hector laughed self-deprecatingly: "I thought that everything was under control, and it was completely impossible to be forced into this field." ”

"Who would have thought that would happen?" The Holy Dragon Princess's voice suppressed a sorrow and pain that was far deeper than that of her partner: "...... I thought that child should live longer than me! She then changed her words: "However, the worst is already happening, and it is our job to make sure that things don't get worse!" ”

"Yes, it's our duty! This has been the case since the day the Order was founded! The Dragon Knight Master muttered a repeat.

Then, in the distant sky, the outline of the island gradually became clear, and the light of the huge magic circle hanging upside down in its sky turned into a fiery red, and the evil qi penetrated into blood. The flaming giants slowly took shape in the light of the circle, condensing from the shadows of nothingness to visible entities.

The dragon knights stopped talking to each other, and the dragons stopped their dragon groans. They were battle-hardened beings of extraordinary strength, they were the great creatures of the Golden Race who lived at the top of the food chain, and yet, at that moment, they all suddenly felt their own insignificance.

"Sure enough, it's him!" Hector sighed.

"Indeed, it's him!" The Holy Dragon Princess smiled bitterly.

Silent fear and panic lingered in the ranks of the knights, but it was only a matter of seconds before they were driven out by the sudden surge of fighting spirit and determination. They are mortal indeed, but they are mortals, with a symbol of invincibility in the face of those higher levels of evil!

Fear? Perhaps! However, this is not a reason not to fight! Ten thousand years ago, thousands of years ago, all the ancestors could do it, and there is no reason why they can't do it!

"If it were him, more than half of his comrades would have died here!" Knight Chief and Magical Advisor to the Knights, Sanna Derin? Riding on the back of an ancient jade dragon, the moon string said to the head of the group. She still had a smile on her face, and her voice was as calm as if she were talking about today's dinner menu.

"However, I can guarantee that, regimental commander, there is no need for me, a military judge, to maintain discipline, and no comrade-in-arms will ever escape!" Bellett riding on the primeval golden dragon? Knight Chief Francolt, however, said in a calm and firm tone.

"I understand!" Hector smiled, and then, he gently patted the dragon scales of the holy dragon: "So, Shiflona, my comrade-in-arms, my partner, my ...... Wife! We've been fighting side by side for the past 30 years, and now, are you still willing to stand side by side with me? ”

"Haven't I been there all the time? I love! ”

"Comrades-in-arms of the Knights, would you like to stand side by side with me?"

"Side by side to death!" The dragon knights responded violently, and the roar of the dragon under their crotch resounded in the sky again, as if blowing away the haze in the sky, and also blowing away the most powerful evil that was brewing!