More than two weeks passed, and Zhao Yan's eastward advance troops finally reached the area of the Luoya coast.

After entering the Luoya Coast, whether it was the Aiying soldiers, or Zhao Yan and the others, they all felt different from usual. It's not as dry as the road, and there's a smell of the ocean in the air.

The ground is a wet meadow, and everything around is green, and even the sky is reflected in green. And in the deepest part of the green, a white territory was born. The white hall, which was 100 meters high, was entangled in a thick mist, as if it was floating in mid-air.

Zhao Yan raised his head and said lightly: "That's the Yudi Temple!"

No matter how good the quality of the Ai Yingyan Zijun is, the continuous and boring rush is a big test for their bodies and minds. Compared with the distance of the whole journey, it is almost one step away from the destination at the moment, and everyone's mood is much more relaxed. Especially when I see the dreamlike fairyland in front of me, I feel even more relaxed.

Emaya and Bilsfi followed Zhao Yan. Along the way, although the two are smiling on the surface, they are always fighting fiercely in their hearts. Of course, in many cases, this struggle is one-sided. Bilsfi's personality is much gentler than Emaya's, and the two have never had a fierce fight.

Compared to them, Chucks and Menglameng are much more harmonious. The newlyweds treated the operation as a honeymoon. Although they knew how dangerous they were, they always had happy smiles on their faces.

If they fail, they love fiercely. If you win, isn't it the most rare trip of your life?

In life, we must also live a wonderful life!

The army marched to the hinterland of the coast of Loya, getting closer and closer to the hazy Grand Temple. But the Great Temple did not dispel its obscurity because of the closer. It seems that even if everyone is in front of the Great Temple, they feel that it is like a dream, and no one will see its true appearance.

Perhaps even the Pope would not be able to see the truth of it.

In the distance, a group of white figures slowly walked towards the army of Ai Sakura. Judging by their clothes, they are all Illuminati.

The leader came to Zhao Yan and said warmly: "Your Majesty, you are finally here!"

When the two met again, there was an extremely subtle feeling in their eyes. Of course, what creates this feeling is naturally the large amount of amethyst.

Zhao Yan hugged Vovoto and said with a smile: "Lord Bishop, I bother you to come to greet him in person, it's really, really ......" He didn't continue, but hugged Vovoto and slapped him a few times in the back.

The warm and friendly atmosphere immediately infected the army of love cherry, and spread a layer of warmth on their exhaustion.

"Your Majesty is for the livelihood of the world and for the brightness, regardless of his own interests, he calmly and personally came to help him. It is not only an honor for the Holy See of Light, but also a blessing for everyone on the Aya Continent! It is my honor that His Holiness the Pope has appointed me to greet His Majesty!"

Zhao Yan secretly thought that Vovoto had followed the Pope for many years, and he had already practiced first-class kung fu. In this way, sycophants are also useful to the pope.

It may be said that this kung fu is invincible and pervasive in the world.

Zhao Yan said modestly: "My mere 10,000 elite soldiers are insignificant compared to the 100,000 troops of the Bright Holy See!

Vovoto nodded, knowing that Zhao Yan didn't want to hear more from him, he turned sideways and waved his hand in the direction of the Holy See, and the Bright Sect disciples who followed behind him immediately lined up from both sides. "Your Majesty, the Pope is waiting in the palace, please!"

Zhao Yan smiled slightly, and invited Vovoto to walk into the path of the Bright Sect's concessions. Chucks and the others followed closely, and the Illuminati closed in and followed behind everyone. And behind the Cultists of Light are the 10,000 Sakura Army and the Yoro Killers led by the Wild Dragon.

Zhao Yan and Vovoto laughed while talking, and walked towards the Great Temple of Yudi.

After about half an hour, the army stopped. Vovoto introduced to Zhao Yan: "This is the Great Temple of Light. This is the gate of the Great Temple, also known as the 'Gate of Light'. ”

Zhao Yan raised his head and looked at the majestic building towering in front of him. It's just that he was so close to the temple, and it felt so ethereal. Even a brick wall that is looking at the eye is blurred in the line of sight. But if it is a false illusion, it is so real. Zhao Yan stroked it, and he could also feel the texture coming from the texture.

All this made Zhao Yan feel so fresh, and what puzzled and curious him the most had to be this "Gate of Light".

The Gate of Light was the only entrance to the Great Temple of Light, and what puzzled Zhao Yan was not how majestic it was, or how delicate and beautiful it was. If I had to describe the Gate of Light in general terms, it would be that it is just a wall. It's just that in the very center of the wall, there is an oval-shaped flowing halo. In Zhao Yan's memory, the energy area formed by this flowing light was very similar to the appearance of the magic portal in the game.

Seeing Zhao Yan's incomprehensible eyes, Vovoto took the initiative to explain: "The Gate of Light is not only the gate of the Great Temple of Light, but also the most solid defensive level of the Great Temple. Here, no creature can enter without the clerics above the Great Elder opening the door with divine power. And we are now standing outside the gate, unable to see everything behind this wall. But the people on the other side of the gate can see us clearly. Not only can they see us, they can attack us. ”

Zhao Yan said: "In this way, no matter who comes here, as long as the Holy See does not allow them to enter, they will definitely not be able to enter." ”

Vovoto nodded and said, "The other end of the gate is enough to accommodate tens of thousands of light mages, even if dozens of SSS-level people are standing in front of the door, do you think it is possible for them to leave alive from the magic of tens of thousands of light mages?"

Zhao Yan threw praise at the Gate of Light. What Vovoto just said is the most intentional effect of the Gate of Light!

Vovoto moved closer to the Gate of Light, his face reverent as if he had seen the Pope, and he made a few gestures with earnestness and skill, bowing slightly to the gate.

The next moment, his arms were outstretched, and a burst of white light flashed on the surface of the Gate of Light, and then disappeared again in an instant.

Vovoto made a gesture of invitation to the Gate of Light, and said, "You can enter now, Your Majesty, please!"

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Stepping into the halo composed of flowing light, Zhao Yan was presented with a white-gray space. Under the leadership of Vovoto, everyone didn't know how long it took to get out of this monotonous space.

Although Vovoto didn't say it, Zhao Yan knew in his heart that this was another defensive feature of the Gate of Light. Even if the enemy enters through the door, without the leadership of the Holy See, I am afraid that they will be trapped forever in this strange space.

It seems that it is indeed very difficult to break through this defense.

After Zhao Yan stepped through the Gate of Light and came to the inside of the Great Temple of Yudi, his vision widened again. Looking around, as far as the eye can see, a kilometer radius is like a sacred territory. Countless sculptures of white angels are scattered around. Although they have wings on their backs and their faces are vividly depicted, they are only hard statues after all. However, their wings seemed to be really working, and they actually made them appear in mid-air. Zhao Yan looked carefully at the different angel sculptures, and their bottom did not have any physical support. But they are so suspended in the air, intriguing.

At this moment, Zhao Yan didn't have much interest in studying the levitation of the statue, after all, this Great Temple of Yudi had brought him too many surprises.

Wovoto said: "This is the Bright Compound, and if you go one thousand meters further, you will reach the Main Hall of Light." The Pope is waiting for you, Your Majesty!"

Zhao Yan nodded and continued to look around. The Guangming Compound is boundless and wide. Against the backdrop of angel sculptures and white light smoke rising everywhere, it looks full of atmosphere. Zhao Yan's mind came up with the appearance of the Ai Sakura Palace, and he blushed deeply compared to it.

Both sides of the Guangming Compound were dense forests, but no matter how Zhao Yan looked at it, he felt that the woods were fake, just a fantasy to confuse people's eyes. Zhao Yan raised his head again and looked at the sky above his head. The sky was white, with occasional spews out a patch of turquoise. Recalling the turquoise sky before entering the Great Temple of Yudi, Zhao Yan even began to wonder if the sky here would also be fake?

Perhaps, the entire Great Temple of Light is actually a closed building, and everything in it is made of illusions?

Or is it that the Holy Power of the Pope and the Archbishop is enough to create such a sacred territory?

Zhao Yan doesn't believe in gods, no matter what happens on the Aya continent changes his view of many things, he also doesn't believe in the existence of gods. But despite this, he had also read the books that depicted gods on the continent of Aya.

Exaggeration, blind obedience, and praise are Zhao Yan's strongest evaluation of them. It is recorded in the book that God has his own domain, and it is very likely that the Bright Compound is the Bright God's own domain.

But thinking of this, Zhao Yan couldn't help but feel ridiculous. If the Temple of Harmony is the realm of the God of Light, but didn't the Dark Legion come here to send them to their deaths?

Then what else does the Pope do? What do you need the 100,000 Bright Army for? What do you need Zhao Yan's help for?

A white stone pillar rising into the sky attracted Zhao Yan's attention. Zhao Yan stopped the suspicion in his heart and looked towards this stone pillar with a diameter of about 100 meters. He looked up, but he still couldn't see what was at the very top of the pillar. The clouds and mist in the high places lingered in the white mist, as if the stone pillars had rushed into the sky and reached the heavenly realm.

At this moment, Wo Futuo leaned over and said, "Your Majesty, this is the most magnificent sculpture of the God of Light on this continent. This stone pillar is about a kilometer long, and at a height of a thousand meters, the god of light stands at the top, looking down on the world. No evil can hide from his eyes, and no darkness can grow under his gaze. ”

Thinking of his inner thoughts just now, Zhao Yan secretly laughed at the blasphemy at the feet of the God of Light. He did not believe in God, nor was he afraid, but he laughed and said, "Oh, how far can the God of Light see?"

Vovoto raised his head, reverently glanced at the sculpture in the clouds that he couldn't see, and said, "Any corner of the Aya Continent. ”

"Really?" Zhao Yan turned around, stood with his hands in his hands, walked around the stone pillar, and said, "The southern temple of the gods is so close to Yu Di, the great god must have seen it, right?

Vovoto's heart seemed to sink to the soles of his feet.

Zhao Yan said extremely tactfully, but Wo Futuo listened very carefully and analyzed it very clearly.

Since the great God of Light can see any corner of the Aya Continent, then the Southeast Aya Continent is so close to him, can't he see it? If so, why didn't he stop the dark forces from destroying those temples of distraction?

"Wei ...... Great God...... Occasionally, he will ...... a little drunk" Vovoto's face was unusually ugly, and he followed behind Zhao Yan, organizing the words of explanation. But the answer became quieter and quieter, and finally gave up and simply remained silent.

He himself didn't understand why God didn't make a move to see his followers and congregations suffering so much.

It's just that he didn't hear it at the moment, Zhao Yan was at the feet of the God of Light, and he blasphemed him again.

"God, it's bullshit. ”

This sentence Zhao Yan said very little, but it was really said.

Compared with the Guangming Compound outside, the Guangming Main Hall, which is thousands of meters deep, 100 meters wide, and 100 meters high, although it is indoors, has not reduced its momentum at all. To be precise, the core building of the Great Temple of the Buddha is the real sacred place.

I'm afraid there is no place on the Aya continent that is more sacred than the Lord Hall of Light.

Everyone stopped outside the main hall of light, and only Zhao Yan and Vovoto walked in. From the moment he stepped into the main hall of light, Zhao Yan felt the deep gaze of the Pope thousands of kilometers away.

He subconsciously focused, no longer looking around, but just following Vovoto's steps step by step towards the Pope.

Although he did not give an objective evaluation and careful appreciation of the surrounding environment and any buildings, the closer he got to the Pope, Zhao Yan felt that the sanctity of the main hall of light was about to increase by one point. Perhaps, this divine rendering does not depend on things, but on people. Perhaps, wherever the Pope stands, it is a sacred place.

Pope of the Holy See of Light, a figure whose strength level has reached the SK realm, Saomin. At this moment, Zhao Yan finally came to him.

"Great Pope, I finally have Xin to see you!" Zhao Yan said reverently.

This was the first time Zhao Yan had heard the Pope's voice, vicissitudes, aging, and slightly hoarse.

"Dear King Yan, you don't have to be so pious. You are not pious to me, and I don't need you to pretend to be pious to me. If you are honest and enthusiastic about me, I would love to make you a friend. ”

The pope's directness made Zhao Yan a little in a trance, in his mind, the pope was like the holy Buddha. Although he hated the treachery of the Holy See of Light, the mythological culture of the earth had always made him instinctively clothe the leader of this large religion with a veil of sacredness. At this moment, the Pope's seat was ten meters high, and Zhao Yan had to look up. He looked at the big fat man in his sight, and suddenly felt that the Pope was just a mortal.

After thinking about it, Zhao Yan laughed at himself again: "Isn't the Pope originally a mortal?"

As the king of a country, Zhao Yan naturally would not deign in front of the pope. His attitude is the attitude of the whole country, and his courage is also the majesty of the whole country.

He raised his head and said calmly: "Your Excellency, it is precisely because of your enthusiasm that I and my brothers will come. ”

The Pope stood up and walked slowly down the stairs. Vovoto hurried over to help him, but was stopped by him waving his hand.

"Vovoto, I can't look so useless in front of King Yan!"

Although the Pope said this, the distance between him and Zhao Yan was only a few tens of meters, and it was only a few steps to cross. His steps were small, and his walking posture made him feel that his legs were weak and unable to support his fat weight. But he came to Zhao Yan's side like this, so real.

The Pope looked into Zhao Yan's eyes and said, "Respected King Yan, welcome!"

Zhao Yan looked at the Pope intently, although he was old, his face was very clear. A few white whiskers are windless and elegant, and the holy air is awe-inspiring. The Pope's eyes were very plain and soft. But this soft gaze made Zhao Yan feel numb all over his body and couldn't move.

In just this moment, Zhao Yan felt what SK really meant.

Who would have thought that when a gentle and comfortable breeze blows, all that's left is a pile of dust?

What the Pope brought to Zhao Yan was this feeling.

In the spiritual world, Ah San became restless, "It's so uncomfortable! This person is so annoying!"

"San'er, don't be impulsive. This person will not be detrimental to the master. As the eldest brother, Ah Da always comforts his sister at the first time.

Ah Er also said: "This person is too powerful, it is the first time I have felt such a strong coercion." ”

The conversation of the fire element responded clearly in Zhao Yan's mind, and Zhao Yan said in his heart: "Look at it, is their strength really SK?"

Ah Da replied, "Yes master! And he is not a beginner SK, he is already very proficient in understanding and using the power of the SK realm. Master, this person is the most powerful existence you have ever seen!"

Ah San said: "Nasty guy! I really want to destroy him!"

Zhao Yanxin said: "Sister San'er, your temper is hotter than your two brothers!"

"Hmph, master, don't like the guy, why be polite to him!"

It's not the first time that Zhao Yan has seen the temper of this burning sister, and he won't say much to her at the moment, after all, the Pope is right in front of him.

The Pope said lightly: "King Yan, in terms of age, I am enough to call you a child." ”

Zhao Yan smiled and said, "Yes, Lord Pope, you are old enough to be my grandfather." ”

The Pope's expression was very strange, as if he wanted to laugh, but he didn't. From the first time Zhao Yan saw his appearance, he was like this.

He stretched out his hand and pulled the hair in front of Zhao Yan's forehead, and actually stroked his forehead with his hand. As the old man's palm slowly moved away, the sunken totem on Zhao Yan's forehead completely appeared in front of the Pope's eyes.

The Pope was stunned, as if he was gathering spiritual strength to look at the totem.

The next moment, the totem gradually turned bright red. And Zhao Yan's expression suddenly became extremely hideous.