In the dark underground passage, the noise of footsteps in the distance shattered the silence in the darkness, and the two rock wall lizards who were resting on a cold rock raised their heads and hissed vigilantly in the direction from which the footsteps came, and the sharp tongues at the front end of the fork stretched out and retracted from time to time, warning the enemies who tried to break into their own territory.

However, they were answered by neither the roars of other underground creatures nor the occasional wave of air, but a rapid, dense rain of arrows, and when the rain of arrows had stopped, the two wall lizards had become two corpses, lying on the stones as evidence that they had ever survived there.

The footsteps grew louder and clearer, and from the darkness, a faint blue light suddenly lit up, and soon, the second, the third, and then, thousands of blue points of light reflected the space in a misty color.

Countless undead soldiers walked through densely, there were no queues, no gaps, the chaotic undead were mixed together regardless of kind, the zombie was surrounded by a carrion piler, the skeleton was surrounded by a ghost, and the dense undead were crowded together like cans, filling the entire passage, moving slowly but firmly along the passage like a tide.

I don't know how long it has been, but the blue ocean of the undead still shows no sign of abating, and if anyone looks closely, they will find that the corpses of the two dead wall lizards have disappeared, and it is clear that these two unlucky trappers have become part of the army of the undead and joined the death march.

Without feeling, without fear, without thought, even powerful high-level creatures could not last long under the impact of such a steady stream of undead, and then quickly turned into an insignificant small drop in this torrent like their brothers.

The environment of the underground world is both heaven and hell for the undead, this is not like the ground, there is enough space for the enemies of the undead to flee in all directions, there is only an underground passage of the passage, in the face of the terrifying tide of the undead, those underground creatures can only keep retreating until they are driven into a desperate situation, and finally contribute to the army of the undead, and if there is a strong enough creature in front of the tide of the undead, because there is no other way, the army of the undead is just like a tactic of adding oil, hoping to exhaust the opponent's physical strength, Then move on.

And it was clear that there was nothing enough to stop them in the passage that this army of the undead had chosen.

It wasn't until the tail of the Undead Tide had submerged into the boundless darkness that a lich slowly emerged from the darkness with his staff, slowly following the trail left by the army of the undead, pausing occasionally to admire the glow-in-the-dark moss on the top wall of the passage.

Compared with when he was dominant, Maltan's clothes are already shabby, and similarly, compared to when he was high, Maltan's current status is worse than a beggar.

The lich who inherited the legacy of the archsorcerer Griman is now a servant of the Dark Elf Koman family of Elvia Koman, a status that is only marginally better than a slave among the Dark Elves.

But even so, Maltan did not have the slightest anger, and he hid all his hatred in the deepest depths of the soul fire, avoiding the shadow witch who was proficient in the power of the shadow to perceive his emotions through the connection of the soul.

Only Maltan's hand, which clenched from time to time, and almost broke the staff in his hand, could illustrate how the lich hated the culprit who had turned him into this.

The despicable, greedy and hypocritical, a hundred times more ruthless than the most brutal undead, not only robbed him of his life's wealth, but also knocked him into the abyss, from a great lich who nearly overthrew a kingdom, to a poor and shabby servant who was no different from the lowest slave.

If possible, Maltan was willing to give all his wealth, and even made a pact with the most evil devil to sell his soul, just to capture the undead who should be burned by the Pale Flame for eternity, and then torture it in the most vicious way until the day when the world was destroyed.

In order to get revenge, Maltan changed his habits and served his current master, Mistress Elvia Koman, with the utmost enthusiasm, such as taking an army of summoned undead as cannon fodder to destroy her enemies for Mistress Elvia.

Maltan believes that as long as he faithfully serves the Elvia Mistress Mother, one day, he will be able to gain enough status and strength to turn the owner of the name he misses every minute and every second into his own trophies, and complete the revenge he has always dreamed of.

Therefore, Maltan was not willing to let go of even the slightest opportunity to strengthen the army of the undead, even if it was a dead mouse, he would stop and use the power of death to turn him into an undead rat and join the huge tide of undead.

"Not enough, not enough, far from enough! I want more corpses, I want more power! Martan muttered to himself as he drove the army of the undead forward.

He knew that at the end of this journey, the person who made him obsessed with him was waiting for him, and he would cooperate with him to complete his master's plan according to the wishes of his master of Elvia, although it would make him feel very uncomfortable and very painful, but it was necessary, it was necessary for him to complete his revenge, so he would use all his strength to ensure victory in this war, and he would bury the joy of reunion and the pain of seeing each other deep in the depths of his soul until the day of revenge, Presumably, this deep hatred will be like an old wine, and he will have an endless aftertaste.

As Martan's army of the undead approached Mossoblack City, Raphael also dressed up in full gear and appeared on the school grounds of the Angel's Covenant Residence, accompanied by Yang Xiaolong and Silbe.

In return for their outstanding performance in Raven Ridge, Yang Xiaolong and Sister Ruby, White Blood Princess and Sister Black Snow Hime, these four girls became Raphael's personal bodyguards, and the chief of the guard was Silbe, who was calm and calm, and his strength was also good, this human knight has gained Raphael's trust, and has risen from an ordinary player to the captain of the escort team beside Angel Raphael, such a legendary experience has not only caused a lot of criticism, but also inspired the great enthusiasm of those male players, who want to become the second Silbe, to be able to stand beside the angel Raphael openly and get close to his goddess.

The wide school field was already full of people, these were the leaders of the guilds and groups that had been allowed to participate in the operation of the Angel Covenant, and the presidents and leaders who had been called for by them were now like rookies who had just entered the game, waiting for Raphael's review.

When Raphael appeared, there was a sudden burst of earth-shattering cheers.

Everyone present knew that the reason why they were able to stand here was because of that angelic holy being. Look at the poor ones who have been left out, usually with their nostrils facing to the sky, and fighting against the covenant of angels at every turn. What now? They can only be like a dog abandoned by their owner, watching them make a lot of money.

The world is bustling, all for profit, the world is bustling, all for profit!

For Raphael, who has brought benefits to them, how can these presidents and heads not cheer, how can they not support!

Of course, there are still some people who do not come for profit, and their goals are more noble and illusory.

"Your Excellency Raphael, thank you very much for allowing us to join this operation, the Knights of the Round Table will surely become a sword in your hands, obey your orders, destroy all enemies for you, and spread the gospel of light throughout the city in the sky!" Brad, the head of the Knights of the Round Table, was the first to step forward, kneeling on one knee and swearing allegiance to Raphael with the most formal chivalric etiquette.

After the Raven Ridge incident, due to the death of all the personnel who went to Crow Ridge, the rank and equipment of the members of the Knights of the Round Table suffered a lot of losses, and for a while, rumors were rampant that the head of the regiment, Brad, disregarded the life and death of the Knights, just to curry favor with the Angel Covenant. However, these rumors were soon dispelled by the actual actions of the Angel's Covenant, and at the suggestion of Raphael, Tiramisu not only took out a batch of very good equipment from the union warehouse to compensate the Knights of the Round Table, but even specially asked people to take them to brush up on high-level dungeons for several days, so that not only did the equipment not lose, but it was better than before, and the experience also increased rapidly under the easy brush, and the level not only returned to the previous level, but even improved.

As a result, Braid's position in the Knights of the Round Table has become more and more secure, and this time he decided to participate in the operation of Sky City, which was unanimously agreed by all the members.

"Thank you very much for the support of the Knights of the Round Table, Captain Braid, I hope you will be able to act with me, while the other knights of the Knights of the Round Table will take on the duties of field commanders and lead those soldiers in battle!" Raphael said with a smile, and a strong affinity seeped into the hearts of everyone present with a smile.

Breed knocked on his breastplate heavily: "I will live up to your trust, the Knights of the Round Table will fight to the last man, and will never retreat!" ”

"Lord Raphael, the Followers of Light Guild will also obey your orders and forge ahead for our common cause!" A priest standing next to Brad gave Raphael an inter-priest salute, the Followers of Light is a guild with the Knight of Light and the Priest of Light as the main members, and the vast majority of members are men, the reason for this is that almost all female players of these two classes have joined the Angel Covenant, while those female players who are not strong enough to join and those who are unable to join have spontaneously formed this Followers of Light Guild, and see themselves as a peripheral branch of the Angelic Covenant.

Unlike the members of the Angelic Covenant, the Followers of Light Guild cannot be recognized by the Holy See of Light, so all members are basically promoted by professional mentors, which is the so-called Wild Road, and unlike the members of the Covenant of Light who can be guided by the orthodox priests and knights of the Holy See of Light, their strength is lower and their skills are less, of course, the number has gone up, this problem is not a big problem.

"Welcome! Together with my personal guards, you will be integrated into the direct force and take charge of the treatment and rescue work of the direct force, and I hope that you will continue to cooperate with the Angelic Covenant as before. ”

"Be so! Lord Raphael has entrusted us with such an important responsibility, and the Followers of Light will live up to your high expectations! The president of the pastor was so excited that he didn't know where to put his hand, but Raphael was generous and took the initiative to come forward and shake his hand.

It took Raphael nearly an hour to communicate cordially with some of the close presiding officers, and to make others feel her kindness and composure, which was very important in reassuring them, so that few people feared that the operation would fail.

Didn't you see that even President Raphael was full of confidence, how could this operation fail! All we have to do is rush forward and kill the enemy according to President Raphael's orders, military merit, experience, and equipment are waiting for us in front!

This is what Raphael wants, to be honest, most of these people and their men present will become cannon fodder for this operation, if they can't have enough confidence in advance, when they really get to the battlefield of Sky City, the tragic battle and a large number of attrition will quickly collapse them, and then these people will no longer be helpers, but burdens, and even enemies.

After the review, Raphael led them into a small school field located on the east side of the Holy Mountain, which was usually closed as a backup camp for the Knights of Light belonging to the Holy See, and now, when the entire Holy City was preparing for the celebration with great fanfare, only this position would not be noticeable, and after setting up a spare teleportation array, it naturally became Raphael's passage to the secret fortress.

All the players scheduled to participate in this operation, as long as there are no special circumstances, have already teleported to the secret fortress as a staging place through this spare teleportation array, Raphael and they are the last group, after teleporting them over, this spare teleportation array will be dismantled, so as not to be detected by the spies of the chaotic camp.

As the white light transmitted from the space disappeared, Raphael appeared in front of a towering castle, the entire castle was made of white stones, reflecting a dazzling light as the sunlight shone it.

Outside the castle is a large circle of open space, without any buildings, it seems to be a large flat land, at this time, these broad land, standing one by one solemn phalanx, guns like a forest, shields like a wall, the breath of the battlefield is blowing in the face.

At the farthest point of sight is a thick wall that is even higher than the castle, and from the platform of the castle where Raphael was, the wall is like a solid and unyielding shield, firmly guarding the earth and the sky within the wall, and blocking any hostile gaze from the wall.

A knight dressed in a full suit of knight armor of the Great Light walked up to Raphael: "Your Excellency Commander Raphael, please go to the lookout to review the soldiers of this expedition to Sky City!" ”

Signaling Sylbe to take Yang Xiaolong and them to wait in place, Raphael followed the knight to the lookout, and looking down from the lookout, Raphael felt more and more that the soldiers below were like dragons ready to attack, waiting for the horn to sound, harvesting the lives of the enemy with the weapons in their hands and spreading the gospel of light.

The moment he walked up to the lookout, the knight leading the way stood on a side platform one level lower than the lookout, flanked by dozens of men who were also heavily armed, or knightly armor, or crusader suits, or priest's robes.

As Raphael's gaze passed, the officers knelt down on one knee in unison.

"Knights of Bajeste of the Almeria Empire, 557 in total, Audience!"

"Knights of Samandar of the Kingdom of Sadalin, a total of 395 people, an audience!"

"Knights of the Valiant Wings of the Kingdom of Ashwood, 722 in total, Audience!"

"The Virgil Kingdom Royal Crusader Band, a total of 1,774 people, Audience!"

"The knight warband directly under the royal family of the Minus Kingdom, a total of 210 people, meet you!"

"Knights of the Griffins of Raphinis of the Kingdom of Raphinia, 189 in total, Audience!"

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"Oberline Kingdom Oster Longbow Sniper Band, 3,661 in total, Audience!"

"Knights of the Radiance of the Armnas Empire, a total of 2,043, an audience!"

"The Bright Sect is directly under the Bright Punishment Knights, with a total of 4,908 people, and you will be seen!"

"The Holy See's direct subordinate to the Holy Radiance Priesthood, a total of 1,705 people, Audience!"

After everyone had finished speaking, the officer of the Order of Punishment of Light, who was first on the right hand, stood up, took a ribbon and a scepter from the attendant next to him, walked up to the lookout, handed the scepter to Raphael, and then put a ribbon on her with his own hands, knelt down on one knee, and said: "In accordance with the resolution of His Holiness the Pope of the Holy See of Light and His Majesty the Twelve Kings, hereby elevate Raphael Priest to Bishop and grant the Bishop the scepter, and we will form a holy expeditionary force to recover the Sky City under the command of Bishop Raphael, All will obey Bishop Raphael's orders and fight bravely to reclaim the Holy City! ”

As the words fell, the soldiers lined up outside the castle knelt down on one knee and shouted in unison: "Fight bravely and recover the Holy City!" ”

At this moment, it was as if an electric current passed through Raphael's body, making her whole body shiver, this feeling was so wonderful that she almost wanted to indulge in it, never wake up!

However, the scepter in his hand and the ribbon on his shoulder still gave Raphael a hint of calm.

Looking at the officers and soldiers kneeling in front of her, Raphael felt the beauty and excitement of power, she raised the scepter in her hand and shouted in the largest voice: "I will carry out the will of light and lead you to victory!" ”

A ray of sunlight shone down on Raphael's body, and at this moment, even those players who arrived here earlier knelt down on one knee and offered their submission and loyalty to Raphael.