"I'm very sorry, Your Excellency the Honorable Duke of Pritz, by the Pope's decree, the entire city of the Holy City of Light is closed to hunt down heretics, and besides, the army of the undead of the Gray Bone Sect is not far from the Holy City, and it is not safe for you to leave the city now!" Bishop Leslie, who was in charge of receiving Leo, did not leave the Holy City to return to his diocese, and his task was to keep an eye on Leo's every move. When Leo said he wanted to leave the Holy City, Bishop Leslie, who arrived at the gates in time, flatly refused his request.

"Hmph, what's the matter, is the Bishop trying to imprison us?" Leo sneered angrily, and he couldn't help but feel a little disgusted at the outrageous methods of the Church of Light.

"You're mistaken, it's all about your safety. Now that the Dark Heresy is nowhere to be found, it's hard to say if it will continue to lurk around, and those evil undead of the Grey Bone Sect are also approaching the Holy City, it's too dangerous to go out of the city at this time!" Leslie's white and delicate face was not at all unhappy, as if he didn't see Leo's dissatisfaction at all, and still said respectfully.

"There is no need for this, I have been away from Priedz long enough, and now that His Majesty St. Paul's coronation has ended, then it is time for me to return to Pritz, as for the safety of the matter, you don't need to worry about it, my men will naturally guarantee my safety. Leo insisted categorically.

"This ......" Although Bishop Leslie didn't want Leo to leave, after all, Leo was now an ally of the Church of Light, and he couldn't forcibly stop him, so he couldn't help but fall into a dilemma.

Leo glanced sideways at Bishop Leslie, for Bishop Leslie, who was even more handsome and handsome than himself, Leo didn't like it at all, so he simply didn't say much, and walked directly around Bishop Leslie, striding towards the city gate. Bishop Leslie raised his hand slightly, as if he wanted to stop Leo, but he retracted it in time, sighed a little helplessly, and watched Leo and his party walk towards the city gate.

Since even Bishop Leslie couldn't stop the Grand Duke of Pritz, the Knights of Light naturally had no better way but to honestly open a gap in the city gate and let Leo and his party leave.

Not long after Leo left the city gate, the Dark Speaker and the others who were lurking outside received the news almost at the same time as St. Paul in the Cathedral of Light. "Boom~" A sharp and piercing strange laugh kept coming out of the gloomy dark speaker's mouth: "Damn Grand Duke Pritz has finally appeared! He took our holy relics, and even dared to leave the Holy City of Light alone, he simply didn't take our dark council in his eyes!"

"Get ready, we're going to have a great feast for the dear Grand Duke of Pritz halfway through to celebrate the return of the relics to the embrace of darkness. It was a long time before the Dark Speaker commanded in a low voice.

Whether it is Bond, the Grand Commander of the Dark Warriors, or the remaining eleven Dark Archons, they all hate the few people in the Principality of Pritz, and naturally spare no effort to carry out the orders of the Dark Speaker to the end. With the arrangement of the higher-ups, the remnants of the dark mages and dark warriors walked out of the various hiding places of the Cult of Light one after another, and they all approached Leo's return home.

Leo himself knew that he would inevitably encounter unwilling Dark Councils to stop him along the way, but he didn't take these people seriously. The current Leo is no longer something that the Dark Council can move lightly, whether it is Immorton's Hades divine power or Achilles' invulnerability, it is not something that those dark mages and dark warriors can deal with, and Leo also has the killer weapon of the Sun Priest.

In fact, as Leo had predicted, since leaving the confines of the Holy City of Light, the attacks of the Dark Cultists have been repeated. The methods of these dark believers are also varied, but it is a pity that Li Ao's team has Feng Xifan, an old Jianghu, who is there, whether it is poisoning, night attacks or trap sneak attacks, they can't hide Feng Xifan's eyes and ears, leaving a corpse but not having any impact on Li Ao and the others.

However, the Dark Council did not care about the casualties of these believers, and the only purpose of the dark believers was to slow down Leo's progress so that the Dark Speaker and the others could arrive at the predetermined location. Along the way, Leo also really saw the madness of those religious believers, no matter how great the difference in strength between the two sides was, and no matter whether there were innocent civilians around, as long as they saw the opportunity, they would swarm like sharks smelling blood, and they would not be afraid of death.

With a choking sound, Leo withdrew the long sword in his hand, and the tall body of a low-level dark warrior fell to the ground. Leo couldn't count how many dark warriors he had killed, and his heart, which was still slightly excited, had already become numb, and the slightly increasing Pleasure of the Gods could not make him interested. The mechanical and meaningless process of killing enemies in a row made Leo a little tired at first, but those dark believers didn't know what they were stimulating, as if Leo was their father's killer, even if he was pierced by a long sword, he had to do his best to move forward, even at the cost of his life, he had to wave the weapon in his hand at Leo.

"Huh~" Sidney also put away the double swords in his hand, and after exhaling lightly, he straightened up and looked around at the surrounding environment, there were hundreds of corpses in black clothes or black armor lying on an empty field, not to mention Leo, even Sidney and the others, who were used to seeing killing scenes, began to be a little irritable.

"My god of war, these dark believers are crazy, what the hell are the Archons thinking? Don't you know that the Believers are the foundation of the Temple?, how could they just let the Believers come and die?" Sidney scolded the Dark Archon loudly, unable to understand what the people of the Dark Council were thinking.

"Their purpose is obvious, which is to slow us down, and it looks like ...... It is quite possible that some trap has been laid in front of the Dark Council waiting for us. Leo looked at the road in the distance, and guessed as he wiped his sword.

"The front is...... Twilight, and then Naodore, will the Dark Council be waiting for us there?" Sidney thought for a moment about the towns he had to pass through, and was quite convinced of Leo's guess.

"Twilight, that name seems to suit the Dark Council!" Immorton strode as he shook the blood stains from his scimitar. There was a twinkle in his eyes, and the killing of these days had allowed him to accumulate enough revenants, so he was always in a good mood.

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