Solemn sacred music is played in the ears, and pink roses bloom at the feet. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 info Cheering crowds all around, and the pure sky overhead. Char stepped into the altar, and in the next instant, he came to the sea of flowers, the realm of the elements.

"Welcome back, my warriors." A majestic voice sounded above his head, and he looked up to see a man wrapped in white holy clothes looking at them with a smile.

"I'm the new Pope Azua, welcome to Casaland, guys." So said the people on stage.

Her voice was imposing but not lacking in warmth, and she stood there, emanating a warm holy light around her. At that moment, Char seemed to see his mother. When she was young, her mother was as warm as this, and after her father died in battle, her mother supported the whole family by herself, and she took Char to live in the strange country of the Axis Federation, but she died of illness when Charles was nineteen years old.

Char is now Chinese New Year's Eve six years old, and more than a decade of federal life has worn down his spirit. Like many others, he hated the Axis Federation and hoped to return to his homeland and join the rebellion against the Federation's rule, but his hopes were shattered by the country's demise. He began to get used to living in a country that had destroyed his country, to working here, to breathing here. He has no family, no relatives, and the lack of elements in the city makes his body weaker and weaker. He begins to learn about the cause of his mother's death, but he is powerless to change it.

Maybe I'll be like this for the rest of my life. Char had thought more than once.

He never thought of looking for hope, and the air of the city made him decadent. Little did he know that there were people in all corners of the world who were working on their own desires that they had not yet acted. To this day, they summoned him.

For the first time, he felt that he was so cowardly, he felt a deep sense of shame and self-reproach, he was ashamed of himself, he wept bitterly.

"It's okay, there's still a chance." A holy light caressed his face, "I believe in you, in each and every one of you. ”

"Long live the omen!" Char shouted excitedly.

"Long live the omen!" Everyone present shouted.

In the midst of one cry after another, one teleportation array after another lit up. More and more people are being sent here to be baptized by the Pope. For a time, the church was filled with returning omens and people, and the crowd was either excited or confused. But without exception, they all had happy smiles on their faces.

"I didn't expect it to go so well, what did you do, Azua?" Ling Han quietly appeared on the high platform, and no one even noticed his appearance.

"Something that modern people like, that's always very popular." Asuya smiled and said, "Looks like we're very popular." ”

Ling Han smiled: "Okay, purifying so many people at once, you are already very tired." It's my place below. Ling Han stepped onto the high platform.

"I say, guys." He paused.

His voice was loud and cold, attracting everyone's attention at once.

"His Royal Highness!" Someone recognized Ling Han, "Look, it's Ling Han. Haoduo!"

All of a sudden, the crowd boiled.

"I remember when he was a child, and now he's so old!" An elderly man wiped tears from his eyes with excitement, "Child, where is your father?" He asked Ling Han loudly, "I am an old friend with him, do you remember me?" ”

"Of course I do!" Ling Han didn't hesitate, "You're York. Brown, please don't worry about my father's banquet in the palace. ”

"Hahaha, good boy! Don't forget your roots! The old man exclaimed, "You will be a good man, child." ”

Ling Han smiled faintly and continued his speech.

"As you can see, you have returned. You've returned to your homeland, you've returned to Kasalander, you've returned to your homeland. Maybe you have lived a life like this, some poor, some rich. But I'm sure that's not the life you want. You will always be the people of the omen and the children of the God of nature. As we all know, the federal manhunt is better than the day, and many of our compatriots have been slaughtered during this period. It is a reliction of duty on the part of the royal family not to grant refuge to its own people, and I would like to make amends to you on behalf of the royal family. After speaking, Ling Han bowed deeply.

"But now you don't have to worry anymore, you're here, and we'll keep you safe. However, everything is not absolute, and as long as the Axis Federation exists for one day, it poses a mortal threat to us. Therefore, it is imperative to strengthen yourself. And that's why you're being summoned. Remember, young people in the crowd, you are not here to enjoy the blessings! You are here to contribute your strength to defend our homeland! Five years ago, you were weak, and when the enemy invaded, you had to flee. But now, it's time for you to fight back! It's just a coward who escapes! Do you understand? ”

"Swear allegiance to the gods!" The crowd was excited, and that was the wish of all of them. Five years of fear in the Federation had grown tired of them. They suppress hatred and pain, but there is nowhere to release it.

But today, they have returned to the homeland of their dreams. Their hearts were filled with hope again, and their blood and blood were released at this moment. The baptism of the Light makes their blood boil, and they want to dedicate it, for this country, for the future.

"For Casaland! For the sake of the omens! The cries came and went.

"Set them up, clear the church space, and get ready for the next batch. After three hours, the portal will be opened again and the countdown will begin. ”

"It's so reassuring, these enthusiastic young people." Asuya walked over to Ling Han's side.

"The future of the omen depends on them!" Ling Han said firmly, "And us." ”