The sun was shining brightly, and there were a few lazy white clouds floating in the sky.

Hahnst City.

On the streets, there is an endless stream of people coming and going.

Here, there is no sadness to be seen, and a smile called happiness is always on people's faces.

The chiming clock struck twelve o'clock, and the sound of a medium-thick and majestic bell echoed through the city of Hahnst.

The people on the main road of Haunst City moved away from the main road in unison, while the pedestrians looked longingly into the distance of the main road.

"One-two-one, one-two-one! Serve the people and fight for the rise of the Divine Religion! ”

Loud slogans sounded from far and near, and a group of warriors dressed in uniform style silver sè armor marched in line on the main road.

These are the soldiers of the city security management team of the Ancient Asian Cult, and it is their presence that makes this the most harmonious city in the Duchy of Hughes.

The city of Haunst, under the planning of His Royal Highness the Great Pope of the Ancient Asian Cult of God, has been awarded the title of "City of Happiness" in the Duchy of Hughes over a period of five years.

The soldiers of the chengguan team were full of vigor and vigor.

As the great Pope said, we stand here and represent the Cult of Ancient Asia, we are people of the Religion of Ancient Asia, and we are responsible for the honor of the Religion.

We are proud, we are confident!

"Father, I don't want to be a blacksmith anymore. I'm going to be a warrior of the Cult of Ancient Yas! ”

A child looked at the procession that walked majestically through the street, holding his father's big rough hands as a blacksmith with one hand, and pointing at the patrol team that was gradually moving away, and said excitedly.

But after saying that, the child recalled that his father had taught him, hoping that he could take over his father's profession and become a blacksmith, and the child lowered his head with some concern, for fear of raising his head and seeing his father's angry appearance.

At this moment, a warm hand was placed on the child's head, and the child looked up in surprise, only to see that the father, who had thought that he would be furious, smiled gently at himself.

"Son, if you want to become a warrior of the Ancient Ya Cult, I won't stop you, Dad. Today happens to be twelve years old, and you are eligible to participate in the selection of young reserve soldiers of the Ancient Asian God Cult. However, son, if you really want to become a Young Reserve Army warrior of the Ancient Yagod Cult, you need to be stronger. With a month to go until the start of recruitment, Dad, I'm going to arrange special training for you. I ask again, son, do you really want to be a warrior of the glorious Cult of Ancient Yas? ”

Originally, in the child's heart, the father's face that had always looked vicious, but now in the child's eyes, it became gentle, and he confirmed that his father would not beat his whimsical child, and surprise suddenly flashed in his eyes.

"Yes, Father. Please train me to become a glorious warrior of the Ancient Yas! ”

Joining the Cult of Ancient Asia and becoming a member of it is not only the dream of this child in front of him, but now this dream is the common dream of many teenagers and girls who grew up in Haunst and Dinard.

Within five years, the Cult of Ancient Asia had made a name for itself in the Duchy of Hughes with its matches, tents, and powerful team of physicians.

This is especially true in the cities of Haunst and Dinard, two cities under the direct control of the Cult of Ancient Yas.

In these two cities, if you say that the ancient gods are not good, a group of people will come out and reason with you.

If you are a brainless cult of black gods, then I'm sorry, even if the gentle people of the ancient gods may not care, but the people who believe in the gods of ancient Asia will not give you a good face, and they will not hesitate to "invite" you out of these two cities.

The prestige of the Cult reached its zenit in the cities of Haunst and Dinard.

……

On the border of the Cult of Ancient Asia's influence, there is a beautiful town here.

Its name is Valoran, and a clear stream surrounds the town of Valoran, which flows through it, bringing a stream of water that nurtures life, making it lush with flowers and plants, and people and nature live in harmony in this town.

The red sè house contrasts with the trees, giving people a sense of harmony and beauty of nature.

However, the small town of Valoran in today's Ri has changed its appearance, and the originally clear stream has flowed with a reddish liquid, which is a liquid mixed with blood.

A rich smell of blood fills the tip of the nose.

The flames of war raged, the beautiful red low house was set on fire, and the original blue sky of the town was shrouded in thick black smoke.

In the small town of Valoran, two knights with huge scars on their armor and mottled blood all over their bodies suddenly rushed out.

Just behind the two knights, it didn't take long for more than a dozen monsters with bat wings to fly out of the small town of Valoran.

Looking at these monsters, the speed is even faster than the war horse, it is certain that it will not be long before the two knights will be chased by these monsters, and the shadow of death will once again envelop the two knights.

"Ahem, damn blood slave! Captain, the town of Valoran is finished! Valoran, slaughtered by the damn vampires! A tall knight said solemnly to the little knight beside him.

Now the two knights are embarrassed, one of the petite ones doesn't even know where the helmet flew, but what is shocking is that the petite knight has a pair of animal ears on his head.

Beast ears! This turned out to be a rare orc in the Duchy region, and this petite orc turned out to be a knight!

However, on this pair of smart ears, it is difficult to recognize its original face sè now, and it feels like this pair of ears should be white sè, and the ears of today's orc warriors have long been turned red and black by blood, and it is extremely difficult to identify.

"Instead of caring about Valoran, we should care about ourselves now." The orc knight glanced at the more than a dozen blood slaves who were rapidly approaching behind him, and couldn't help but laugh miserably, originally his own team was a five-person paladin team, but now, there were only two left.

The remaining three members of the team have remained in the small town of Valoran forever, returning to the arms of the Lord.

"Captain Kilo, you go and inform His Highness the Pope! We can't let the lives of our brothers be in vain! Here I come to the queen of the palace! ”

The tall knight spat and pulled up the reins, and the galloping horse suddenly stood up, and at the same time, the tall knight roared at his captain, who was still in shock.

The orc knight, who was taken aback by the tall knight's behavior, was slightly stunned, and then immediately stopped his horse and roared angrily at the human knight.

"No kidding! I'm the captain, and if I want to stay, I'll leave the queen! Baru, come back to me, you go and report it! This is the captain's order! ”

Knight Balu glanced back at his petite captain and smiled innocently.

"Captain, only this once, let me disobey your orders. I know you're writing a novel, Captain, and if you can write about me, please write me brightly, and of course, if possible, write me better, at least don't die at the hands of the blood slaves. And, Captain Kilo, I'm proud to be your warrior, I'm proud to be a knight of the Cult of Ancient Asia! ”

The tall knight pulled the reins sharply, and the horse turned around, and the knight lifted his hammer and laughed wildly and rushed towards the blood slave who had been slaughtered.

No retreat, no regrets, no surrender!

I am a glorious paladin of the Cult of Ancient Asia.

The knight is charging! The knight is roaring!

This is the charge that belongs to the knight Balu alone, and this is his last battle.

"For my lord, for the sake of the Pope! May the glory of our Lord shine on the whole world! Burn, the last glory of my life, paladin, Radiance Charge! ”

The orc knight captain Kilo watched with tears in his eyes as the last member of his team disappeared into the pile of blood slaves, wrapped in pale gold sè brilliance.

"Baru!"

Looking at the blocked Blood Slave pursuit team, the Paladin Squad Captain Kilo gritted his teeth and took a deep look at the direction in which Baru had disappeared...... Another partner left him, and he remembered that yesterday they drank wine and ate meat together, but now they are separated from each other.

"May your souls ascend to her kingdom. Praise be to you, great and exalted god of ancient Asia. ”

The bloodied orc knight Kilo took a deep breath and held back the tears rolling in his eyes, and the only remaining knight resolutely waved his whip and galloped his horse down the avenue.

Remove! Fall back!

As Balu said, the lives of Balu and others cannot be wasted, and now it is more important to inform His Highness the Great Pope of the "Death of Valoran", and then His Highness will send troops to recruit the vampires and blood slaves of Valoran.

Your blood will not be shed in vain, Baru.

I, Kilo, swear that I will make these vampires and blood slaves pay the price they deserve!

His Royal Highness Ed and the Cult of Ancient Ya God will not suffer such a big loss casually, vampires, wait for the upcoming revenge of the Cult of Ancient Ya God, you will tremble under the charge of Silver Radiance!

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