Jia Changsheng, Light and Darkness in the Kingdom of God withdrew their gazes at the same time, and gradually fell into thought.

"Lord, light," the darkness shouted to the two of them, and then slowly stepped down from the throne.

Looking at the darkness walking down the steps, Guangming and Jia Changsheng subconsciously followed.

As soon as the dark mind moved, a curtain of light appeared in front of him. The three continents of experience have all appeared.

"Paul was in a hurry, though, but he was in a hurry," Darkness said with a little concern.

Jia Changsheng shook his head at the darkness and stretched out his hand to a place. The spot pointed to on the light curtain quickly expanded: "It's not in a hurry, it's supposed to be"

"This time it seems arrogant, but in fact, it is equivalent to giving a war letter to all the nobles of Cheng Xi Kingdom," Jia Changsheng explained to the darkness.

Then the conversation changed: "One month is enough"

"What is this?" the darkness looked at the magnified place, a hint of surprise in his eyes.

His mind tickled the rules in the dark, and he subconsciously blurted out: "A plane that is about to be destroyed?"

"Wait, what a strange flow of time," Darkness pondered.

Guangming smiled smugly: "I spent a lot of divine power to find this"

"Now the three hundred ascetics have entered to act as the pioneers, just wait for Paul and others to lead the main force to enter," the light said to the darkness.

Then he seemed to think of something: "One month is thirty years, and when Paul and the others return from this, the flow of time will be equal." At that time, it was sitting on a plane, how could the Cheng Xi Kingdom not be crushed"

"I see," the darkness thought quickly, as if in realization. It seems that he needs to find a special world, as the foundation of the dark church. Otherwise, judging from the speed at which the light has been hanging up, the dark church may be the next target of Paul's crushing.

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At the same time, there was a lot of traffic outside the Grand Duke's Mansion in Atacheng, and countless people walked quickly inside.

One room was filled with well-dressed people.

"What shall we do, Archduke?, shall we obediently hand over most of our possessions to the treasury in a month's time?" said a nobleman to Gerald. After he heard about this, he immediately activated the teleportation array and came to discuss it in person.

This resonated as if it had resonated, and countless voices poured over like a tidal wave.

"It's just a farce, even if the Church of Light has two archmages in charge, what if we don't hand them over?"

"We admit that the Great Magician is very powerful, but he is only one person who is powerful. As for the so-called church, it is just relying on the power of the great magician."

"Guys, we can't be fooled by these people."

Listening to the incessant sounds, Gerald looked around at the crowd. The place was silent for a moment, and countless eyes looked at it.

"Isn't there a month left?" said Gerald slowly, to the crowd.

Everyone looked at each other, their eyes full of doubt and incomprehension.

Gerald had a gloomy face, and continued to say slowly to them: "The Great Magician is very powerful, but there is no shortage of Great Magicians in our world."

"Since you are panicked, I think it is better to raise funds to hire two great magicians?" Jeralde's tone was mixed with murderous aura.

The crowd didn't say anything, just quickly weighed it in their hearts.

"Now that the Church of Light has made it clear that it wants to support the royal family, can you bear to watch them cut the flesh on you with a knife?" Seeing the crowd pondering, Gerald asked them again.

Hearing this inquiry, everyone gritted their teeth fiercely in their hearts, and at the same time injected all these hatreds into the body of the Church of Light: "The Grand Duke is right"

"Once the royal family is propped up, where will we still have any way to live," the crowd said slowly.

Hearing these words, a thick smile appeared on Gerald's lips.

Looking at the smile on the corner of Gerald's mouth, everyone hesitated again: "Great magician, great war master, either guarding a country or traveling around"

"How can you find them, how can you find them, and how can you hire them?" asked Gerald.

Gerald explained to everyone: "In my territory, there are two great warriors, I heard that they are planning to buy some items, but they are short of property."

"Now that we are raising funds, we will be able to move the two of them and destroy the Church of Light," Gerald said to the crowd.

Everyone looked at each other, and they all had a hint of joy: "This matter is serious"

"It's true," Gerald said to the crowd.

Everyone quickly calculated: "The goods can only travel long distances to the territory of the Grand Duke, so we will deliver them within a month"

"At that time, please keep your promise, don't break your word and get fat," everyone said at the same time, with a faint hint of threat in their words.

Hearing this hint of threat, Gerald had a thick smile on his face: "Since this is the case, I will let them launch an attack on El City on the last day of the month and destroy the Church of Light in one fell swoop."

"Then I'll wait for good news," the group said to Gerald, and then rushed out.

As for the specific amount and how it should be apportioned, those are all matters that should be discussed in detail by various subordinates. As a high-ranking nobleman, you just need to set the general thing. Naturally, there are subordinates who will break their legs for what they say.

Looking at the crowd rushing out, a sneer appeared in Gerald's eyes, and then shouted outside: "Someone"

"In" a guard strode in, replying loudly to Gerald.

Gerald commanded the guard, "Activate the teleportation array immediately and pass the order to the territory."

"Prepare to receive materials from all over the world, and drill the soldiers and horses," Gerald commanded in a loud voice.

Then the conversation changed, and the murderous aura spread: "A month later, the surprise attack on the national capital Yata City"

"Yes," the guard shouted, and quickly left.

Looking at the departing guard, Gerald gradually fell into deep thought.

What if a Church of Light suddenly pops up? He can use this to make a lot of money, and at the same time he is hiring two great warriors to attack El City, and the Church of Light is being held back. He is pouring a large army and conquering the national capital in one fell swoop and sweeping the nobles from all over the country.

Isn't it a matter of such feats to ascend the throne as king?

When I think of the pride, I can't help but smile. There is a saying that people are not as good as heaven, and there is a Church of Light here, and two big warriors happened to meet in his territory.

Not only can it offset this uneasy factor, but it can also be used as an excuse to weaken the wealth of the nobles everywhere. In this way, God is helping him. How can this battle not be won?

With this in mind, he slowly got up and strode out of the house.