If you want to ask Emma if she misses the title of saint, then she is.

After all, this title has sheltered her for nearly a decade. The Storm Temple has also sheltered her for nearly ten years, allowing her to avoid political troubles, not to mention the knowledge and divine arts she learned after becoming a saint, it can be said that the Storm Temple has great kindness to her.

Even though for some reason, the Storm Temple 'disguised' sold her to Beta, she was still grateful to the Storm Temple.

Just looking at the 'new' saintess in front of her, dressed almost exactly the same as before, and even having the same hairstyle, she felt a little emotional.

And this saint is still her acquaintance...... Former subordinates.

The old and new saints were looking at each other, one nostalgic, and the other with a bit of challenge in their eyes.

In the teleportation array, more than sixty pterosaurs soon rose into the sky, followed by Beta's honor guard, shining with golden light...... After all, Waujin is the goddess of wealth, so the basic color of the entire Fortune God Cult is gold, whether it is clothing or equipment. Rich people use this tone, they are nouveau riche, and rich and powerful people use this tone to be local tyrants, if they have money and strength, and there is connotation...... That's called luxury.

Now the Fortune Cult has not been established for a long time, and in the eyes of most people, it is still a local tyrant, but with the Fortune Cult throwing money every day to open mountains and build roads, and to help the poor with work for relief, the whole world's view of the Fortune Cult is slowly transitioning from local tyrants to luxury.

Beta estimates that in another ten or twenty years, the entire world's impression of the Wealth God Cult will change.

Looking at the more than sixty pterosaurs that began to hover overhead, the Storm Temple procession that greeted Beta showed a brief small commotion. Many people's faces have changed a little.

The matter was not over, and Sorilana finally came out, she was not very conspicuous, and when she appeared, not much eyes were on her.

But in the next moment, she transformed into a golden dragon with a body length of nearly fifty meters.

Although she deliberately restrained, even if the light Long Wei was, it still had a great impact on ordinary people, and such a behemoth suddenly appeared in front of her, as long as people with normal psychology would have a fear of it.

There was an immediate disturbance from the welcoming procession on both sides of the road, and a large group of people scurried around like headless ants, and it took about a few minutes before they stopped and lined up again.

It's just that their eyes are full of fear.

Sorilana walked over to Beta, bent down, and lowered a pair of wings as a staircase.

Beta pulled Emma step by step to sit on Sorilana's back, full of tune, if he pretended to be like this in the game, it would be strange not to be spewed by the players, and he was a joke. But in this world of ill-informed information and extremely slow information dissemination, this style is a style that only big people have.

Actually, Beta didn't want to come like this, but she couldn't resist the request of Shirley and Emma, who were in charge of the 'appearance planning', especially Emma, who was very firm about it.

Looking at the serious Emma, Beta agreed.

In fact, as long as you think about it, you can understand Emma's mentality of 'going back to her parents', always showing off how good her husband is and how well she is married, which is the mentality that most women will have.

Knowing Emma's thoughts, Beta of course agreed, after all, Emma ruined her white and soft little body for him, so what is there to pretend to be style and give her some face!

Then Sorilana got up and walked slowly down the avenue with Beta and Emma on her back.

The Holy Maiden of the Storm Temple stepped aside, her expression subtle, obviously unhappy, but she had to put on a smiling expression.

Emma looked at each other condescendingly and chuckled in her heart: win.

With every step the golden dragon took, the ground trembled, and the people in the welcoming procession on both sides of the road all trembled with their legs, and they all looked up in horror as the giant beast that was more than ten meters high walked in front of him.

If reason hadn't told them that this golden dragon was a guest, they would have run away long ago.

The city gate wall in the distance has been emptied.

The Storm Pope, who was wearing a blue and white silk robe, looked at the golden dragon slowly walking in the distance, and his face was a little gloomy: "He's demonstrating." ”

There were several archbishops next to him, and one of them said: "Pope, this person has always paid little attention to external affairs, he has been in the Wealth God Cult for several years, and it seems that he has only sent an envoy to the elven clan once, and once he was invited by King Hollevin, is there a special reason for his sudden visit to our holy city this time?" ”

The Storm Pope is still very young, and of course, he looks old compared to Beta. He straightened his papal crown and said: "The diplomatic documents that he had asked people to hand over before, apart from some normal courtesy language, can be summed up as a 'friendly visit'. ”

The other archbishops frowned.

They didn't think that the other party had come with a friendly attitude, just looking at the more than sixty hovering winged dragons, as well as the golden dragon, plus the hundred or so cavalry regiments that looked like honor guards, but were actually elite temple guards.

No matter how you look at it, such a force can attack the Holy City head-on. And according to legend, the strength of the Beta Pope is also quite strong, and it seems that before he became the Pope, he had the title of 'Red Robe Priest'.

It's very murderous.

Such a pope, running to the Storm Temple, will definitely not be a good thing.

This is the opinion of most people in the upper echelons of the Storm God Cult, and now seeing this amazing pomp and circumstance illustrates this even more.

If ordinary people were to be brought to the door like this, they would be angry.

But the upper echelons of the Storm Temple were a little weak-hearted.

They knew their own affairs, and they estimated that whether they had secretly formed an alliance with Zoroastrianism was revealed.

The Storm Pope took a deep breath: "No matter what, the other party's behavior is too rude, do we understand with a clear conscience?" ”

Seeing that the Pope set the tone, the other archbishops nodded slightly.

They waited for the golden dragon to come over.

At first, the archbishops' expressions were relaxed, but when the golden dragon walked to the city wall, they also felt the pressure.

After all, almost all archbishops have risen through the ranks on the basis of faith subsidies, and they have almost no decent combat experience, let alone an extremely bad situation like facing a dragon.

But now they finally have a chance to face it.

Sorilana is seventeen meters tall on her back, and if you straighten her neck, she is about twenty-one meters high.

And Beta sat on the back of a dragon, which happened to be about two meters above the city walls.

Looking down at the people on the city wall, Beta took in their expressions, then looked at the middle-aged man wearing the azure crown of the Lord, and said, "Pope Gus, first meeting, I am Beta Lyon of the Wealth God Cult. ”

"Gui'an, welcome to our Storm Holy City."

Pope Gus nodded, and he looked at the approaching pterodactyl squad in the sky, as many Storm Priests rose into the air and lined up in a phalanx to block the front.

The Pterodactyl squad did not break through, but slowly climbed high and continued to hover under the leadership of Judy.

After watching this scene, Gus continued: "It's just that Beta's battle is too exaggerated, not like a guest? ”

"Isn't it like?" Beta asked with a smile.

"It's like a villain."

"There's no way, I have to do something for my own safety. After all, my safety is also related to the safety of many people. ”

These words were soft and hard, and Pope Gus's heart vibrated when he heard this, but his face was still smiling: "You can rest assured that our Holy City can guarantee your safety." ”

"Really?" Beta's expression was very innocent.

"Of course it's true." The Pope smiled, "So your dragon can't enter the city in this form." While we're not afraid of dragons, ordinary people can be frightened. ”

"As you wish."

Beta and Emma both floated.

Sorilaso quickly transforms into a blonde elf beauty.

Many of the storm priests who saw this scene were very envious.

The dragon knight is originally a status symbol, and if the dragon is a great beauty, then the fun in it is even more heavenly.

The three of them slowly descended to the city wall, while Judy left with the Pterodactyl squad and camped on a nearby hill.

The team also arrived at the city gate and was queuing up to be taken into the city.

At this time, Emma was finally able to speak, she looked at Gus and smiled, "Long time no see, Gus...... Under the crown. ”

At the sight of Emma, Gus's almost unchanged smile finally changed a little. He replied with some embarrassment, "Long time no see, Lady Emma." ”

I don't blame him for being embarrassed.

More than two years ago, he was one of Emma's bishops, and it was Emma who secretly single-handedly promoted him to become the archbishop, and after the death of the previous pope, it was also Emma who supported the crumbling Storm God Cult, and secretly sent him to the Pope when the Cult was in danger.

It's just that not long after he came to power, after consolidating power, he directly 'sold' Emma to the Fortune God Cult.

While Emma does want to be 'sold' to Beta, that doesn't mean Gus isn't ungrateful.

Seeing the former boss, the benefactor, and the revenge of himself, the feeling is quite indescribable.

Gus would love to leave, but it's impossible.

So I can only endure this embarrassment.

Emma looked at Gus's expression and sighed slightly. Then she looked at the other archbishops, and all the people she was staring at looked away, and none of them dared to look at her.

In the end, it was the Storm Pope who broke the silence: "Three, please come with us, and then, we will make you feel at home." ”

"It's Emma's home, what's the ...... there's no return," Sorilana said suddenly, "Where Emma used to live, just arrange us there!" ”

The crowd fell silent in embarrassment.

"It's not even Emma's place to live, you don't even have it."

The atmosphere grew more and more awkward.

Emma still had a sweet smile on her face, but her heart was a little sour.