The Twin Seas, tranquil seas that stretch as far as the eye can see, are blue, deep, and full of mystery. The breeze is rising on the sea, and a sailboat is sailing with the wind and waves.

On the deck of the sailboat, Mo Wen, who was wearing gorgeous armor, was standing there, leaning his hands on the fence, feeling the breeze blowing on his face, and he couldn't help but smile pleasantly.

"What, killing that guy in Jayhain makes you so happy?"

There was a sound of soft footsteps, long golden hair fluttering in the wind, Lilian in civilian clothes walked over, the sea breeze blowing her clothes against her body, and her slender figure was even more prominent.

"Tsk, I really didn't see it, you are really ruthless, the entire Lu Gaoin Palace was burned to ashes."

As she spoke, she walked over to Mo Wen's side, and Lilian put her hand on the fence and turned her head to look into his eyes.

"Demon kings, angels, kings, isn't there anything to be feared in your eyes?"

Stretching out, Mo Wen looked at Lillian with a smile.

"My dear, don't talk nonsense, Lu Gaoin's palace was attacked by a basilisk, but many people saw it in that sea of fire, and I am also sad about the unfortunate death of King Lu Gaoin, but this has nothing to do with me."

Lillian chuckled and poked Mo Wen's armor with her hand.

"May I ask where you got this Griswald heart from? If I'm not mistaken, this is a treasure of the royal family of Rugoin! ”

"Of course, it was given by Jehee out of gratitude before his death, so we helped him solve a lot of problems, didn't we?"

Reached into Liliane's collar. Rubbing the delicate skin, Mo Wen took out a beautiful necklace.

"Isn't that how you got your Eye of Elitra?"

The Heart of Grace Walder

Gorgeous armor

Defense: 917

Required Level: 45

Required Strength: 102

Durability: 60

+500 Defense

Demand - 40%

+20 Strength

+2 Defensive Aura Skill

(Paladin only)

Groove(3)

Eye of Elitra

necklace

Required Level: 15

+5 Illuminate Radius

+1 to all skills

7% of life is stolen on hit

Adds 3 cold damage

Cold Duration: 7 seconds

+10-40 defense against ranged attacks

glanced at Mo Wen angrily, but Lilian was not angry at Mo Wen's actions.

Her gaze looked to the other side of the deck. There—a young girl in armor was practicing wielding her sword. Sweat spilled all over the ground.

"You're just fooling that little girl with a tendon in her head, and none of us, including Kane, believe you."

Mo Wen shrugged his shoulders, "It doesn't matter, anyway, I don't plan to hide it from everyone, as long as no one bothers me before I kill the Three Demon Gods." As for after that, I have my own arrangements. ”

Lilian's eyes suddenly brought a hint of worry, and she looked at Mo Wen carefully.

"Modi. What exactly are you thinking about? Killing Jehein isn't a big deal, it's a bit of trouble at best, and you don't have to worry about your strength, but don't forget that Tyrell also died at your hands. His soul is still imprisoned by you. The angels of the High Heaven are not vegetarians, if they find Tyrell—"

A finger pressed on Lilian's mouth, and Mo Wen narrowed his eyes with a smile.

"Don't worry, I have my own arrangements."

Lilian stopped talking, she looked at Mo Wen quietly, as if she wanted to see through his Yiqiē.

And Mo Wen kept looking at her with a smile

After a long time, Lillian snorted coldly and flicked her long hair. Turn around and leave.

"Well, since leaving Ishta. I find that I can't understand you more and more, and now that you have a plan, I won't ask anymore. But you'd better be careful, Kurast is the center of the Sakaram sect, and if those crazy cultists find out that you have imprisoned their revered angels, you will be good-looking, so don't hold us back! ”

Looking at Lilian's figure gradually moving away, Mo Wen smiled secretly in her heart, what a hard-mouthed and soft-hearted girl, it turns out that the iron-blooded Amazon also has a caring side?

"The Sakaram Sect?" Silently reciting the name in his mouth, a mysterious smile appeared on Mo Wen's face.

Is there still such a thing as zài? ――

Two weeks later, in the seaport of Kurast, Mo Wen and several people landed on the shore one after another, although they had heard about it for a long time, but the scene in front of them still surprised everyone.

Surrounded by dense tropical jungle, the harbour of Kurast is a completely different scene from the desert of Rugoin, a vibrant green with a variety of birds, foraging birds flying in front of you, and the sound of birds in the forest never stopping.

In the shade of the dense trees, the harbour of Kurast seems to be exceptionally shady.

But in fact, in the tropical forest, the climate here is still quite humid and hot, and the hot wind blowing from the forest makes people feel hot and dry, of course, maybe the environment here is not the only factor.

Decked out of stone, connected by wooden bridges or boats, the harbour of Kurast looks more like a bustling bazaar at this time, with a sea of people and a bit of crowdedness, making the already stuffy environment even more intense.

Silently onto the platform, Mo Wen and his party watched people move between the platforms, trading, arguing, or—drinking.

His brows furrowed slightly, and Mo Wen found that there seemed to be a lot of alcoholics here, and many of them were wearing knight's armor. But as far as he knew, the knights of the Sakaram sect were almost known for their fanaticism and discipline, and this should not be the case. Knights who are not Sakaram usually do not appear in Kurast. After all, not everyone can afford to be a madman.

And beside Mo Wen, Fali's eyes were already wide open, as if she couldn't believe her eyes.

She stopped a knight who was drinking. snatched his bottle.

"As a knight, how can you get drunk, now that Kurast is facing an unprecedented crisis, you should be holding a sword and shield in your hands, not a wine bottle!"

"It's your business!"

The knight snatched his bottle back and gulped it down.

"Lao Tzu is willing!"

Slamming the bottle to the ground, he unceremoniously pushed Fari away. Staggered away.

Seeing this situation, Kane also frowned, and he seemed to be a little confused by the situation here. Looking at the armor on those knights, he immediately exclaimed in a low voice: "Hand of Sakaram? It's been years since I've been able to set foot on glorious Curast, but I never imagined that this place would degenerate into such a journey. Of course, this must be Mephisto's masterpiece! You'd better hurry up, my friend. Diablo and Baal are still out in action, and you're sure to find them! ”

Mo Wen and Lillian nodded. There was a hint of anxiety in each other's eyes. Looks like the situation here isn't going well.

Then, on the largest platform in the seaport of Curast, they found the person in charge here.

Omas, a member of a hierarchical sect of Zoroastrian monks, holds a long staff in his hand, has a shaved head, and is covered in colorful tattoos, similar to those of the natives.

"You're talking to Omars right now. Paladin. "He was exceptionally cold to Mo Wen and Fari, and seemed to be prejudiced against knights.

However, after Mo Wen explained the intentions of a few people. His attitude has improved.

He recounted what had happened recently.

Just as they had feared, something big had happened to Kurast.

Sakaram Church is over!

All along, although these cultists are fanatical in their beliefs and wantonly slaughter infidels for the sake of so-called love and light, they at least maintain a superficial light, making people think that they are nothing more than a bunch of religious lunatics, and they are still tolerable. But everything has changed since a wanderer who ran out of nowhere a few weeks ago walked into the Temple of Light in Sakaram.

The most prestigious leader of the Supreme Council, Quihei, had just turned into Mephisto, the Lord of Hatred, and a soul stone was embedded in his head, while the six elders of Sakaram had become monsters who were not human or ghost, and overnight they had taken charge of the entire Order of Sakaram, and began to hunt and kill humans, and performed human sacrifices in the temple on a large scale.

It was only then that people learned that the Sakaram Church had been corrupted and controlled by the demon gods, and had changed from an organization that originally aspired to the light to an extremely evil cult.

The great church of Sakaram fell apart overnight, most of the fanatical cultists were controlled by the demon gods, and became its minions, some of them rose up and were killed, and the last part fled to the harbor of Kurast, where they mixed with the infidels they had slaughtered, and remorse, chagrin, disappointment, and confusion made this part of the cult indulge in drunkenness and quarrels all day long, even the strictest paladins.

It can be said that the Knights of the Hand of Sakaram who once shocked the entire sanctuary world are now gone!

"How so!" Farri covered her mouth in surprise, her eyes wide in disbelief what she had heard.

"The hand of Sakaram—how could it be—" Her pupils dilated, her whole eyes darkened, and she was already in a state of confusion.

She was adopted by Farah since she was a child, and it can be said that she grew up in the Knights, and although she later left here with her teacher, she has always been proud of being a knight of Sakaram, but now she is being told that the Knights are dead and their glory is gone.

No, perhaps they had never been glorious, and an even more terrifying thought came to Fari's mind, was it really right what the Knights had done before, and how many crimes had they committed when they had been fooled by the demons? How many innocent people have died at their hands?

Fear and confusion filled Fari's heart, leaving her pupils unfocused.

"Alas!" With a long sigh, Omars looked at Farry's appearance and said slowly: "Many of the knights who escaped from Kurast are like her, and many knights can't stand this inner torture and choose to commit suicide, and the rest are just like those drunkards outside." ”

There was less disgust and more pity in the eyes that looked at Fari.

'Smack! 'A crisp slap in the face.

Lilian looked at Farrie coldly, and slowly raised the javelin in her hand, "You said that if you dragged your feet, you would cut yourself, do you need me to help you now?" ”

The sharp pain caused a flash of clarity in Fari's eyes, and two lines of tears welled up in her eyes, "But, the hand of Sakaram, our Knights- are gone, we-"

Her tone was crying, like a child.

"Then it's rebuilt, and for the sake of your so-called glory, aren't you willing to sacrifice your life? Afraid of this difficulty? Mo Wen said lightly.

Farri cried and shook her head.

"The Order can be rebuilt, but our faith, our hopes, are ruined, no, - maybe we have never had glory, everything is a devil's deception, we may just kill some innocent people, and then take this as our merit, we-"

Mo Wen interrupted her impatiently, "Then it should be regarded as atonement, for what you have done, you and your members of the Knights." ”

He said lightly, without a trace of pity in Mo Wen's eyes.

"Even if you want to die, you have to pull the three demon gods with me!"

"Atonement? Demon God? Fari muttered as her eyes lit up.

She saluted Mo Wen and rushed out.

"Is that good? It's possible for her to do something stupid. Looking at Fali's departing figure, Osma asked Mo Wen.

Mo Wen shrugged, "But she also has the potential to bring miracles." ”

Of course, if she doesn't succeed, it's her turn.

Mo Wen thought secretly in his heart. (To be continued......)

PS: Thank you for the drifting bottle, the monthly pass of Shirai inscription and the reward of Jing Xiyun.