In the first year of the Holy Cross calendar, the famous commander of the Old Alliance, the son of Sir Anduin Lothar, the commander of the old alliance and the commander of the human army, Karen Lothar, the god of Yahweh, the defender of the Cross Faith and the dependant of the Seraph Mir.

In the third month after the end of the original epic battle, the "Battle of the Dark Gate", in the Cathedral of Holy Cross, the royal capital of the Stormwind Kingdom, one of the seven kingdoms of the old human race, in the cheers of thousands of Yahweh believers, the first Pope of the Cross Church St. Paul was crowned by himself, proclaiming the establishment of the Holy Arathas Empire and ascending to the throne as the first Holy Arathas Emperor.

This is the first recorded kingdom in history since the creation of the Supreme God with the Holy Yahweh as the only faith and the observance of the Holy Light Cross Church as the state religion.

It inherited from the bloodline of its monarch thousands of years ago, and later split into the seven kingdoms of the old human race, namely the kingdom of Stormgard, the kingdom of Stormwind, the federation of autonomous city-states of Dalaran, the kingdom of Gilneis, the kingdom of the mountains of Alterac, the Dominion of the island of Kutilas, and the kingdom of Lordaeron, which was extinguished for 1,200 years······

- "Holy Cross: History of the Empire"

Written by Thomas Fanland in the 127th year of the Holy Light Cross calendar

The victory in the Battle of the Dark Gate brought the human believers of Yahweh back to the rich and rich land where their ancestors had lived.

Through this grand war, the Messiah succeeded in uniting these people, who had been abandoned by the magnates of the Stormwind Kingdom, under the banner of the sacred faith of Yahweh.

No one will ever miss the long millennia reign of the royal family of Urryon in the past.

Therefore, after precipitating for a period of time, the current form is analyzed through the messages transmitted by the clergy everywhere in the faith network.

The white-robed priest who had returned to the Holy City of Mercia and continued to squat at home knew that the time was ripe to start the next step of the divine plan!

In the blink of an eye, the time has come to two months later.

West Wilderness Coast, Holy City of Messiah, Basilica of Holy Yahweh.

Bright sunlight shines through the glazed windows of the Holy Angel motif into this large and empty chapel, illuminating the huge cross in the center of the place!

Nearly 2,725 people from the entire territory of the Holy Light Cross Church, the backbone of the clergy, and the large gathering places of the human and fish-man races, gathered here.

"Praise Yahweh!"

"My name is Rawls Shell, my friend, how is the reconstruction of your city of Alaço going?"

A high-ranking civil administration from the shallow sea fish-man megatown, with a large mouth full of sharp teeth, and a curious look, opened his mouth to ask the human civil affairs official to his left.

Because of their shared beliefs, the two major races of the Fishman and Humans have now entered an unprecedented phase of intimacy.

From the previous small talk around him, the Fish-Man already knew that this fellow was one of the leaders of the largest city on human land, the former Stormwind City, now renamed Arathor City.

"Praise Yahweh!"

After winning the Battle of the Dark Gate to reclaim human territory, the human magistrate had already seen many fish-man merchants who had come to Arathso, the largest gathering place of humanity, in search of business opportunities.

As long as the shallow sea fishman becomes a professional, he can move freely on land like a normal human.

However, ordinary human beings, except for the Adjudicator Holy Light Priesthood who are super adaptable and concealed, even other high-level professionals of the Silver Rank still cannot operate on the bottom of the sea for a long time.

And now the cheap underwater breathing props have not yet been invented and popularized, and the life of the fish-man is still very mysterious to most humans.

But the fish-man who actually communicated and talked to him in person, this was the first time he had ever made him a little nervous.

"I'm George Dennis, and it's a pleasure to meet you."

"We've done most of the work, and earlier this month, the church had approved another batch of our orc coolies."

"With the help of those orc coolies, by the end of this month, we will be able to complete the restoration of Alatho."

With a standard ceremonial smile, the Human Administrator said to his fellow fishmen.

"Really? Congratulations! ”

The fish-man magistrate smiled, and then chatted casually.

"Next month I will take my family to Arazor City for a tour."

"I heard about the name of your xxx food in Alaço City last time from the merchants of Rokos City."

Tourism?

The human magistrate's eyes lit up, unlike the human beings who were waiting to be rebuilt, in most of his social circles, what were the names of the fish-man tourists who had entered the age of civilization?

That's all synonymous with local tyrants!

Especially in the past period, he had heard about the fish-man tourists who came to visit many human cities that had been rebuilt.

Which one appears in front of humans without a pocket full of pearls and gemstones?

Which one doesn't bring a lot of tax revenue to the local area and a lot of promotion ratings to the administrative officials there?

In an instant, the smile on his face became more sincere, and he hurriedly took out a business card of his own from his pocket and handed it to the big-headed fishman in front of him.

"Lord Rawls, Stormwind, phew!"

"Welcome to the city of Arasso and your family."

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Under the guidance of this group of secular officials, the atmosphere of the whole chapel is relaxed and relaxed.

The human and fish-man officials are all whispering and happily exchanging different management experiences and local interesting stories in their respective regions.

On the other side of them, a circle of nearly 600 cardinals, chief paladins, and the backbone of the Yahweh priesthood under the High Judgment Church were also talking to each other in low voices.

Because the clergy can communicate with each other through the faith network, with their own priesthood numbers, like the instant messaging software in the modern social network of the Marvel Earth Federation, regardless of distance.

And the glorious priests who themselves are spiritually powerful are the best among them, and they are able to maintain a state of spiritual communication for a long time.

Therefore, for them, the interracial separation does not prevent the exchange of ideas among them, and almost every high-ranking priest has one or two foreign, like-minded friends.

"Do these people really think the war is over?"

A human priest with a full head of gorgeous hair and an old man at the peak of the official rank glanced at the secular government officials who were talking to each other and whispered helplessly to the fish-man priest next to him.

"Did you see that piece of information from fellow Templars of Judgment?"

The Fish-Man Priest nodded, and whispered to his human friend as well.

"Cisco Ryll colleagues, two hours ago, that message was already placed on the Faith Network by Lord Paul!"

"Of course I did!"

"That damn tribal chief didn't know where to enslave a batch of red dragons."

Officially, because the fish-people had been depressed and miserable, the fish-man priest was quite concerned about anything that might destroy their current good life, and he fought back his anger and whispered in response.

"With these red dragons, they have defeated the interception fleet led by Admiral Dalin Prodmoor, the high-ranking of the Northern Continent Alliance of the Eastern Kingdom, the lord of the autonomous territory of Kurtilas Island, and landed from the hills of Hillsbrad!"

"The town closest to that battlefield has sent someone to obtain some of the wrecks of the Alliance ships in that naval battle, and is submitting them to the Supreme Judgment Church of the Church for an injury assessment report."

"Hey! God willing, Yahweh! ”

Meet your friends and learn more.

The elderly human priest nodded, sighed, and said to his friend beside him in a serious and sad tone.

"As Master Paul said in the Faith Network."

"All this has just begun······"

Before the old priest could finish sighing, after the expansion of the Holy Yahweh Cathedral, outside the largest chapel, the shouts of the guardian holy warriors suddenly came.

"The Great Prophetic See, honoring your cardinals, chief palinas, and high judgment churches."

"And the High Commanders of the Holy Legion."

"Here!"

All the magistrates and clergy immediately ceased their words and stood up in unison.

After experiencing the inhuman existence of the true Heavenly Messenger and the Abyss Lord, their devotion to God Yahweh and their reverence for the Messiah deepened.

"Brush!" Brush!"" Brush! ”

Respectfully looked at the figure of the white-robed priest who was slowly coming from the door, leading the high-level leaders of the church and the Holy Legion.

They took off their hats and bowed in salute, chanting in unison.

"God is above!"

"Faithful Yahweh believers, xxx (name)."

"Meet Your Majesty the Great Holy See."

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