Chapter 180: Thirty Years in the Otherworld

Paul stood on top of a high mountain and watched the countless flags waving in the wind at the foot of the mountain, silent.

It has been thirty years since I came to this world, although only thirty days have passed in my own world. But it still gave him a sense of vicissitudes.

An army of 100,000 formed countless phalanxes, and thousands of people in robes slowly walked towards the peaks.

Above the peak is a magnificent palace, exuding grandeur and immensity.

This was a time without magic, a time when slavery was rampant. But since Paul's arrival, the gradual reform finally abolished slavery ten years ago.

Then use the power of the plane to create this elite army.

All the mid-level warriors, wearing armor, look energetic.

Today, at the behest of the Pope, they gathered under the Holy Mountain to defend the sacred glory in the place where the gods were born.

"Stomp Pedal Pedal

Dense footsteps came, and the two thousand knights exuded a strong momentum.

If the 100,000-strong army below was Paul's brainchild, then the army of these two high-ranking warriors was the heart and soul of Alberta and Andrew.

A thousand high-ranking inquisition knights and a thousand high-ranking paladins led their horses and stood on the endless steps, their eyes revealing a reverent gaze.

I thought that this plane would be difficult to conquer, but I didn't think it would be so simple.

But on second thought, this is an era without magic after all, and with their power and a series of help provided by the Supreme Lord God of Light, they can naturally be easily crushed.

"Pope" An old man dressed in a white robe walked slowly from the steps.

Paul looked at the old man who was approaching and said to him, "From this day forward, you will be the white cardinal, in charge of the whole plane of church affairs."

"Remember, you are the worst of the many white cardinals. Take good care of it, and strive to gain the approval of our lord," Paul said slowly to the old man.

The old man bowed deeply to Paul: "Yes"

"Our Lord has decreed that today is the day of our departure. The 100,000 army at the foot of the mountain is the most powerful force you can defend this plane," Paul said slowly.

Then the conversation changed: "Make good use of it, and don't go against the will of my lord"

"Know that the grace of God is like the sea, and the power of God is like hell," Paul admonished the old man.

The old man showed a pious gaze and replied loudly: "Yes"

Looking at the first person he met in this world, Paul felt a lot of emotion for a while.

Thirty years have passed, making this middle-aged man in the past an old man today. But himself, Andre, and Alberta have not changed in appearance.

Maybe it's the sadness of this plane, even if it takes thirty years to transform, even if it takes countless Void Gold coins to buy a lot of magical things. The highest ceiling of this plane is only high-level warriors and high-level magicians.

This sorrow from the plane cannot be fully described even in countless words.

"Ladies and gentlemen, it's time to embark on a journey," Paul said aloud as he looked around at the two thousand high-ranking paladins and knights of judgment standing on the steps below.

A vast momentum instantly spread to all corners of this half-plane.

Feeling the momentum of Paul, Andre and Alberta also unreservedly expanded their strength at the same time.

Plane, even a barren plane. The resources in it are enough for them to be promoted.

"Boom"

There was an explosion, like thunder.

The phantom of the long river gradually emerged, and the rushing water of origin rolled down.

Paul had already been through it several times, but he was still shocked.

A light that only Paul could see appeared, and the amount of empty gold coins on his bank card account kept beating.

Looking at such great wealth, Paul's heart welled up with joy: "Return"

The voice was soft, but it rang out from all corners of the plane at the same time.

"Roar"

Colorful dragons rushed out of the long river of origin, and then countless auspicious clouds appeared in the air. A divine wheel, blooming with light.

The plane seemed to feel that this meritorious savior was about to leave, so it showed all kinds of auspiciousness at the expense of blood. In this way, the person's contribution to the plane.

Looking at such a vast auspicious rui, the old man and the 100,000 elite soldiers standing at the foot of the mountain shouted in unison.

"Praise be to my Lord, who sent your messenger to redeem the world"

"Praise be to my Lord that you have given the world a new life"

"Praise be to my Lord, and your deeds will live on forever"

The voices of more than 100,000 people rang out at the same time, gradually spreading.

Thousands of beings in the entire dimensional world looked up at the sky in unison, all prostrate on the ground to express their inner admiration.

They are a group of saviors, they are a group of oracles who sweep away ignorance, and they spread the glory of the gods.

When all ugliness is removed, the fragrance will once again pervade the world.

Hundreds of flowers on the ground quietly bloomed, and in an instant, the entire plane was beautiful.

In the midst of this beautiful picture, Paul's figure faded and then disappeared.

At the same time, Andre, Alberta, and two thousand high-ranking paladins and knights of judgment were gone.

But there was a very different voice in Paul's ear.

"This return, carrying two thousand high-level warriors, you need to pay twenty million Void Gold Coins"

"Bank account balance is being reconciled"

"The deduction is successful, and the upper limit of carrying is 8,000"

......

The power of the origin flew into the long river mightily, and a smile appeared on the corners of Jia Changsheng, Light and Darkness's mouths.

Although it is a low-level plane, the income obtained by Paul and others in the thirty years of pioneering is still very considerable. It's a pity that such a plane doesn't help much for the improvement of their strength, and it seems that they need to be used cautiously in the future.

After all, although it looks cool to enter the novice village with a full-level number, compared to a copy with comparable strength, it obviously feels like a waste.

"Paul, Andre, and Alberta already have the strength of a great mage or a great warrior, shouldn't we start choosing the Dark Pope" Darkness drooled as he looked at these Origin Powers, urging Jia Changsheng with envy on his face.

Guangming sighed slightly: "Darkness, you are too anxious"

"Don't be in a hurry, if it goes on like this, my dark church won't be crushed by you" Darkness said to the light, thinking of the early advantages of the Church of Light, he suddenly seemed a little angry.

Spread your hands: "Pay back"

"Paying back the money hurts feelings," Guangguang said leisurely, and only then did he realize that darkness was his biggest creditor.

The darkness curled his mouth: "If you don't pay back, it hurts your feelings even more"

"For you and for you" Guangming thought about it quickly, and could only repay the debt honestly.

With a wave of his hand, countless powers turned into divine coins and flew into the dark abyss.

The abyss exuded an eternal aura, as if this aura was a little more real.

"Lord, when are you going to choose the Dark Pope for me," the darkness urged Jia Changsheng.

Jia Changsheng looked down: "Don't worry, we'll go when Paul finishes the last thing in the Dawn Kingdom."

As soon as the voice fell, his figure gradually faded and then became invisible.