The horse's hooves galloped south, and Armand stopped as he looked at the lake ahead and pulled the reins.

"Bishop" Clarence stopped his horse with ten warriors and shouted to Armand in front of him.

Armand rolled over and dismounted, inhaling the air around him. Looking back on this experience, it is like in a dream. I feel that there are two pairs of hands, no, it should be said that there are two hands, and in an unknown place, the world is used as a chessboard, and the layout begins to be calmly arranged. Otherwise, how could he become a bishop in the blink of an eye.

Bishop, if he didn't feel anything when he took over the position, then the conversation with Clarence along the way and the sideways made waves in the lake of peace.

The bishop is the absolute ruler of the diocese, including the people, the missionaries at all levels, and the legions. It's hard to imagine that he can ascend to the sky in one step and become such a feudal official.

Perhaps from another aspect, I also know that the dangerous situation in the Cloud Diocese, otherwise it would be impossible for a person who has just joined to sit on the bishop's throne.

"Fifty miles ahead, on the border with the Parish of the Clouds, there is a town where we can settle down," Clarence said to Armand.

Hearing this, Armand subconsciously asked, "Do you feel familiar with this place?"

"Cloud Parish is my hometown," Clarence said to Armand.

Looking at the ten warriors behind him, he added to Armand: "Maybe it should be said that we were originally selected from the Cloud Mist Region, and this time we followed the Bishop home"

"Your home?" Armand suddenly felt a door in front of his eyes that radiated endless light, and the whole world suddenly opened wide.

Turning to look at Clarence and the ten warriors behind him, "Can you tell me what kind of place the Cloud Sect is in your heart?"

"The Diocese of Cloud Mist is located on a plain, with fertile land and numerous lakes. It has a population of nearly one million and has three counties under its jurisdiction. It is one of the most powerful parishes in the south in terms of area, population and strength. It's just that because of the border with the Burlingame Empire, the war happens every year," Clarence said to Armand, as if caught up in a meeting.

One of the warriors took Clarence's words and said to Armand, "Maybe it's because this land is so rich that the Burlingame Empire will never forget this place."

"Is it just because of the land?" Armand asked the crowd.

Clarence shook his head at Armand: "It's not just because of the land"

"When it comes to land, the chaotic region south of the Burlingame Empire has countless unconquered planes, where there are countless lands and people. They can't afford to look at me in the Cult of the Cloud," Clarence said to Armand.

Armand looked suspicious: "If it's not because of the land and the population, then what?"

"Faith," Clarence said firmly to the Ammande.

Ten fighters held their breath at the same time, listening to what was going to happen.

Armand's puzzled gaze became a little thicker: "Faith? Isn't the endless population able to provide a steady stream of faith for the Burlingamem Empire?"

"I was confused about this before, and then I asked the archbishop to find out why," Clarence said to Armand.

Armand suddenly came to his senses, and his eyes flashed with anticipation.

"Although the population in the plane is large, their faith cannot pass through the barriers of the plane, so it is equivalent to nothing for His Majesty the Water God" Clarence said here with a slight pause, as if to give them time to digest.

After a moment, he continued to say to Armand: "In the eyes of the water god, the people in our world are obviously more valuable than the people in the plane."

"The royal family of the Burlingame Empire wants land and population, and the water gods behind them need faith, so it has become an inevitable choice to invade our land every year. In fact, the encroachment is also mutual, and it is precisely for this reason that the four empires of our Terran race are constantly rubbing against each other," Clarence explained to Armand and the others.

Armand fell into deep thought: "Faith can't pass through the plane barriers?"

"It's not absolute, I heard the archbishop say that as long as the four crowns hold the kingdom of God high in the sky, they can absorb the power of faith transmitted by countless worlds. It's just that the worlds and worlds, planes and planes have layers of barriers to each other, so most of the power of faith will be consumed," Clarence explained to Armand.

Armand showed a hint of doubt: "Why did the Archbishop Church tell you such news?"

"It's no secret that our four empires are fighting each other in private. Assist behind the crown, take the lead in exalting the kingdom of God," Clarence said to Armand.

The ten warriors also nodded at the same time, it was a secret that was not a secret.

Looking at everyone's expressions, the word demigod appeared in Armand's heart. It seems that compared to the main god company, these four demigods are obviously relatively weak.

Clarence showed a yearning on his face: "Legend has it that in the process of working together to exalt the kingdom of God, the four crowns saw the world outside of our world"

"The world out of this world?" Armand said to Clarence as his heart sank.

Clarence nodded at Armand: "The world outside our world is like a sheep with countless hairs, but because there is no protection from the kingdom of God, there is no way to cross the barriers between worlds, so we can only stare dryly"

"However, the four crowns have already agreed, once the crown takes the lead in lifting the kingdom of God in the sky, then the four great empires of the human race will unite to launch an invasion war against the other world. Plunder the Origins and feed back our world," Clarence said to Armand.

Armand forcibly calmed himself down, as if he said casually: "I don't know how far the four crowns have come"

"Ten years at the latest, the kingdom of God under the four crowns will be lifted up in the air. So in order to hold back and help each other's crowns, the war will definitely spread wildly in the past ten years," Clarence said to Armand.

It felt like he had gone too far, and he quickly explained: "Of course, in general, they will maintain due restraint, which is the private consensus of the four empires and the four crowns."

"That's why the Pope doesn't intervene?" Armand said to Clarence.

Clarence nodded at Armand: "Yes, that's the real reason"

"But why do I feel that this invasion is not so simple," Armand said to Clarence.

Then he walked to his horse and commanded the crowd: "Go, it's time to go"

"Yes," Clarence replied aloud to Armand along with the ten warriors at the same time.