Chapter 116. First Horseman! (Above)

In this strange world, although the technology is far less advanced than in the previous life, the magnificent architecture of this world is not inferior to the previous life. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

In the Eastern world, the most magnificent city is undoubtedly the imperial capital of Great Xia, "Tianji City", which is huge enough to make everyone who has seen it unforgettable.

In the Western world, the most magnificent city is not the capital of the "Land of Swords and Roses", the strongest of the four empires, nor the legendary "City of Chaos", but the capital of the Western Holy See, "Maryjoy".

This legendary city standing in the long river of history has survived hundreds of years of history, more than a hundred years ago swept the entire Western world of the "dark age", so that the entire Western world has fallen into chaos and war, countless families are broken, countless lives have been lost, but no matter how the situation changes, the war has never burned to the capital of the Western Holy See "Maryjoy", this legendary city has not been affected by the "dark ages" at all.

Even hundreds of years ago, when the "Tulip Empire" was at its most powerful, although there were countless secret frictions between the two, and the matter ended with the concession of the Holy See, the "Tulip Empire" never dared to ignite the war to "Maryjoy".

As strong as the "Tulip Empire", it only existed for more than 200 years, and until more than 100 years after the fall of the "Tulip Empire", the Holy See was still active on the Western Continent, and became the strongest force on the Western Continent, without ...... One.

Maryjoya at night is the most beautiful city in the entire Western world.

Castles stand at the end of the streets, and the contrast between the dark night and the bright lights of the city is a strong contrast.

Temple, Tamosa.

If Mary Joy is equivalent to the imperial city of the Eastern world, then Tamosa is equivalent to the imperial palace within the imperial city. This is the pope's habitat, and it is also the most central place of the entire Western Holy See, from which countless orders, large and small, are transmitted and then dispersed throughout the Western world.

As the ground kept shaking, a knight drove a fierce horse directly into the wide square, and then saw the knight tighten the horse's sheath, and the four hooves of the fierce horse that were originally running at high speed rose together, and bursts of white gas erupted from his nose, and then a long roar came out of his mouth, and the fierce horse that was originally galloping stopped instantly, and then the horse's paw wrapped in the horseshoe hit the ground fiercely, making a violent sound.

From galloping at a rapid pace to stopping instantly, it only took a breath of time before and after this fierce horse, which means that in addition to the knight above the fierce horse, he must also have superb riding skills, and the fierce horse he sits on must also be a rare BMW, which ordinary horses are absolutely unable to do, and the huge impact generated from running at high speed to stopping instantly is enough to make the blood vessels in the body of those fierce horses burst open instantly.

The body was propped up on the horse's back, and the knight's figure landed cleanly on the ground.

He was wearing the most standard Templar armor, his long blue hair had been stained with a lot of mud due to the long ride, his knife-like face revealed a sense of vicissitudes, and between his eyebrows was an exhaustion that could not be concealed, as if he had not rested for a long time.

The cold wind blew on the knight's face, but his expression did not change in the slightest, but the cloak woven of linen thread behind him began to dance like a banner as the cold wind blew.

The body rested on the clean ground, and the knight did not bother to lead his horse to the stable, and his eyes fell on the magnificent building in the distance, which was hidden by the white clouds, and was located in the mountains.

Shaking his head, the knight sorted out his thoughts again, such a long run, whether it was his strong body or firm will, but he couldn't hold on, and every muscle on his body came with a feeling of fatigue, like a tide of sleepiness kept rushing into his mind.

But he didn't care so much, and bits of white light emanated from all over the knight's body, and then quickly enveloped him all over his body.

Wrapped in bursts of white light, the knight's body suddenly seemed a lot lighter, but as soon as the white light emerged, it soon became flickering again.

Looking at the strange changes in his body, the knight also knew very well that his body was close to its limit, but he didn't have time to stop at all.

Taking a deep breath and looking at the layers of white jade stairs in front of him, the knight's figure began to move rapidly.

The figure was running rapidly, the veins in his body were already trembling, and the wheezing sound in his nose was getting louder and louder, and through the stairs, the knight gasped for breath, and handed the pass in his hand to the knights guarding outside the palace with some trembling.

After being allowed to enter, the knight's figure turned rapidly, and in a blink of an eye, he had come to the door of one of the palaces, knocking on the door with his palm a few times, and before the people inside could give any response, the world in front of the knight was constantly changing, and the back of his head sank, and his sturdy body fell to the ground with a "bang".

Countless candles illuminated the room, and candles were lit on top of the candlesticks, constantly emitting light and heat.

A figure in a red robe stood in the center of the room, staring ahead, but there was nothing there.

There was silence all around, and there was not a single sound, but at this moment, the "creaking" sound of the wooden door being pushed open broke the silence.

A man covered by a robe cautiously approached, then bent down respectfully and handed the cardinal a piece of paper engraved with thorn flowers to the cardinal archbishop in front of him.

Casually opened the paper representing the top-secret news, and glanced at it a few times, the cardinal archbishop's face remained unchanged, and he just asked lightly: "Where did the news come from?" ”

"From the Archbishop of the port of Ksovo, through a Templar who traveled day and night."

"What about the Templars?"

"Xu was too tired, and when he arrived here, he had fallen into a coma."

"Oh? He is a faithful believer, and I will give this knight a knight's medal of the third class when he wakes up. ”

Hearing the cardinal's words, a hint of envy flashed on the face of the man whose figure was completely shrouded in robes, and then he hurriedly replied, "Yes." ”