Led by a cardinal archbishop, the most famous sight of the Holy See of Light, Glow is definitely the first demon to receive this honor. Not only that, but he has debated with many famous scholars on the tombs of successive popes.

In just half a day, he won several "firsts" in the history of demons.

Cullen Seth brought all of his guards, the captain of which was a Golden Swordsman, and the other nine members were Silver Swordsmen. Mr. Triro led a small team of elite paladins, plus he himself was a cardinal, and this group of strong men added up, including attack, defense, and milk. If you really go to fight hard with this group of people, it will definitely be him who can't fight.

There is no way, a cardinal archbishop's milk is too much, and there are more than enough people to support here. As long as Mr. Triro doesn't die, none of the people here can be killed.

If it were to be placed on the battlefield, Mr. Triro would definitely be one of the first targets to be decapitated.

Sylvia jumped up and down beside her, and Glo had already told her that she was going to improvise next, but the girl obviously didn't listen, and she didn't have a sense of crisis at all.

The old king said that the heavenly waterfall at dusk was beautiful, and that he had visited it once when he was seventeen years old, and that it was a wonderful memory that he would never forget, and that he could hardly tell it in words.

"I remember that fiery cloud, red, right above the waterfall. The interweaving of red and white is like a fusion of fire and water, which is truly beautiful. The old king sighed.

"I remember that time, too, I seem to have brought you here. Mr. Triro said.

"Yes, you were an ordinary priest at that time, and I hadn't become a king yet, and you didn't know who I was. It was a bit late to play, and my father almost didn't cut me down when I got back. Hahaha......" the old king laughed.

"His Majesty Ruiz also found my teacher and asked my teacher to punish me severely, but unexpectedly, my teacher scolded him back in a few words. Mr. Triro said.

"I remember how Mr. Bennett scolded him in the first place. The old king straightened his face and pretended to be serious, "Ruiz, how my disciples should discipline is my business. Cullen was also a very good kid, he was kind, loving, decisive, and he was 17 years old. On the contrary, it is you, you should really take care of your own life, and don't live like a fat and dirty pig all day long!

"Hahahaha!" I was there when my teacher scolded His Majesty Ryze, and I remember His Majesty's face at that time, like eating a mung bean fly raw!hahahaha...... "Mr. Triro laughed too.

"Ha-ha-......" the two old men laughed maniacally together, and this scene brought back many fond memories they shared.

"Uh......" looked at the two old men laughing wildly, and felt very speechless in his heart. The two of you, one is an old king and the other is a cardinal, both of you are powerful and powerful people, can you maintain a good image of yourself?

The two old men laughed for a long time before stopping.

The place where they are standing now is called "Shenlin Terrace", although the name is called Tai, but it is actually a cliff that protrudes outward, and less than fifty zhang on the opposite side is the Heavenly Waterfall. From here, you can see the top of the Cheonhe River and the waterhole below the waterfall, making it the best place to see the Tenkoku Waterfall.

Legend has it that the god of light once came across this place and was amazed to see the waterfall, so he called this waterfall Heavenly Waterfall. Because the God of Light is a heavenly waterfall that is being seen in this place, this place is called "Divine Presence Terrace". The Pope likes to come and hang out when he is idle.

The old king was right, the Heavenly Waterfall at dusk was indeed very charming. The remnant sun in the distance looks like it is hanging on top of a waterfall because of the angle, and the horizontal and calm water surface of the Tianhe River reflects the bloody remnant sun. The faint yellow light, the nearby woods that looked a little pitch black, the huge waterfall that was 3,000 feet high, and the two powerful old men laughing at each other. People, objects, and scenery together form this beautiful picture.

"It's such a beautiful place, no wonder it's so famous. Looking at the waterfall not far away, he sighed.

"Thank you to the goddess of nature for allowing me to see such a beautiful view. Sylvia folded her hands and prayed.

I rolled my eyes. Elves always like to attribute all good things to the goddess of nature.

Mr. Triro brought with him a painter of the Holy See with him with great painting skills. The level of the painter is really not said, just a few drops of paint, and the charm of those characters and scenes is fully expressed.

The painter draws very carefully. He couldn't help it, he couldn't afford to mess with the old king and Mr. Triro, and if he didn't serve them well, the painter promised that he would go from fame to destitute the next day.

A river, a sunset, a forest, a waterfall, four people.

It wasn't until later that this "Sunset Waterfall View" was collected in the Grand Museum of the Holy See of Light, and the magic rubbing book was preserved in the Seth Palace, and the painter who painted the painting was hailed as a master of a generation. But that's all for later.

The two old men began to laugh maniacally again, and the king's guard and paladins who were guarding not far away did not dare to step forward. Seeing that no one was paying attention to him left and right, his eyes rolled, and he immediately thought of a good way to escape.

Sylvia stood at the very edge of the cliff, her hands propped up in the glyphs, reveling in the beauty. There are words in her mouth, and she must still be praying to her goddess of nature.

"Bang!" a dull sound sounded.

"Help!" Sylvia screamed and fell off the cliff. Originally, she was praying there, but suddenly a foot appeared behind her and kicked her down. Needless to say, everyone knows that the person who kicked Sylvia down is dark.

"What's going on?" the old king and Mr. Tello turned their heads in unison, and the nearby king's guards and paladins also looked over.

Their reaction was indeed fast, but unfortunately compared to Gloomy, they were still a step slower.

Like a big bird, he jumped off the altar of the gods, and all the others could see was his back.

"Your Majesty the Old King, Mr. Triro, we will have a date later!Uh, no, we will have an indefinite time!" A sentence floated up from under the stage of God's presence.