The sound of golden bells, the crisp sound of silver bells, and the chanting sound of bees flapping their wings were heard.

Nearly 2,000 clergy members of St. Cloud's Cathedral and more than 1,000 nuns of St. Maya's Cathedral marched in a neat line through the waiting building of the South Station and came to the wide platform.

Benedict Ahan's face changed when he saw the 'empty' platform.

No flowers, no buntings, no crowds of believers, not to mention huge bands, miles of red carpets, lavish ceremonial guards, and other decorations.

The cold light is blind, lonely and lonely.

On the empty platform, there were only dozens of Hydra guards brought by Salian, and nearly 3,000 officers and soldiers of the Guards Regiment who blocked the entire platform.

The 100-member military band was pitifully cowered in the corner of the platform. The cold wind blew, and these musicians were frozen and shrunk together, revealing more and more a 'lewd' and 'unflowing' temperament!

Benedict Ahan's smile that he had just barely squeezed out was swept away by the cold wind.

The hairs on his back suddenly stood on end, and he felt a large number of unkind eyes focused on him, and he turned around unhurriedly and glanced at the waiting building of the South Railway Station behind him.

Inside the waiting building, dozens of windows were open, and behind each window stood heavily armed Guards soldiers.

Benedict Ahan's sharp gaze swept over those windows, and he faintly saw the swarthy muzzles of the cannons - Benedict Ahan's heart inexplicably surfaced a trace of surprise, field artillery? Salian laid out field artillery here?

However, a field gun made of bronze, shouldn't the barrel color be like this?

However, this wisp was quickly left behind, no matter how many field guns Salian had deployed here, could it be that he still dared to fire at the ranks of the church?

Even if he dared, a field cannon with a maximum caliber of 100 millimeters, even if he used a flowering shell, would not pose much threat to the church knights above the fourth order, let alone an extraordinary being like Benedict Han, whose own strength had already stepped into the sixth order.

It's nothing more than a local chicken and a tile, vulnerable.

Immediately after, a monstrous anger came out of Benedict Han's heart, roaring into the sky, burning his eyes into a strange golden red, and there was a heat wave rolling around him, inexplicably, everyone on the platform heard a high-pitched, sharp, and incredibly deterrent birdsong at the same time!

This tweet sounded directly in everyone's minds.

A bright divine light suddenly lit up in front of Qiao's eyes, and he faintly saw a phoenix that was extraordinary and extraordinary, and its whole body was wrapped in golden-red divine flames, which was soaring proudly in the divine light in the sky!

During the most of the month he was in class at the Imperial Military University, Joe read a lot of books.

As the largest religious force in the Metland Continent, and even more so as the top power in the Metland Continent whose comprehensive strength surpasses the major powers, there is naturally a lot of information about the armed forces of the Golden Oak Church in the library of the Imperial Military University.

Seeing this phoenix phantom, Joe immediately knew which path Benedict Ahan was taking.

The clergy of the Golden Oak Church have three evolutionary sequences.

The six-winged bright lion, this is the evolutionary sequence of the knights of the middle and low-level churches of the Golden Oak Church, Joe's 'old friend' in Port Tulum, his brain is not very good, and Longinus, who was half angry by Joe's words, took this path.

The Holy Flame Light Dragon, this is the evolutionary sequence of the high-ranking church knights of the Golden Oak Church, and the top thugs of the Holy Inquisition. The Holy Flame Bright Dragon has more powerful power than the six-winged Bright Lion, more outstanding comprehensive attributes, and more supernatural extraordinary power...... It is still unknown which secret prison of the Deren Empire is imprisoned in the Holy Inquisition's boss Rafa, who is a Holy Flame Bright Dragon.

And the most powerful, noble, and core evolutionary sequence of the Golden Oak Church is the eight-winged Divine Phoenix.

Only the elites who are cultivated as the core backbone of the church are qualified to choose this evolutionary sequence, basically, the bishops and archbishops of the major dioceses of the Golden Oak Church, they are all eight-winged holy phoenixes!

And the pope of the church must be the strongest of the eight-winged divine phoenix.

The illusion in front of him flashed away, and the high-pitched, majestic chirp still echoed in his mind.

Salian coughed in a low voice, he took the cigar in his mouth, turned around, and squeezed out a standard 'smiling without smiling' to Benedict Han from a distance: "Dear Benedictine Archbishop, what are you...... Someone offended you? ”

"This ...... Be...... What...... Meaning? Benedict Ahan, accompanied by several golden-robed bishops, strode towards Salian, and there was a hint of anger in his steps.

"What do you mean?" Salian blinked and looked at Benedict Ahan in surprise: "What are you talking about?" ”

"Your Highness, you should understand that these arrangements of yours are vulnerable to the glory of our great Lord...... These soldiers, these field guns, in front of the almighty Lord, are all dream bubbles. ”

"But...... How dare you lay out field artillery here, in this ceremony to welcome St. Attila's coronation...... You are provoking the church, what exactly do you want to do? ”

Benedict Ahan looked at Salian angrily, and his whole body almost pounced on him.

He didn't care about the field guns hidden behind those windows...... These field artillery, neither to him nor to Saint Attila, could pose any threat.

He was annoyed that the very act of Salian laying field artillery here!

He actually aimed his gun at the platform, at the platform where the special train waiting for St. Attila was about to stop!

Salian, the imperial grandson of the Delun Empire, on the territory of the Delun Empire, used a cannon to aim at the latest canonization of the church in the past hundred years, and perhaps the only 'saint' in the church today!

Aside from the holy status of the 'saint' in the Golden Oak Church, almost on a par with the Pope, St. Attila was an old friend of Benedict and Han for many years......

In the positions of St. Attila and Benedict Ahan, what a luxurious and heavy concept 'friend' is for them. This is almost, the only piece of pure land left in their hearts!

Sallian's actions undoubtedly tarnished this friendship of Benedict Ahan!

This daring guy aimed his cannon at the location where his upcoming friend train was about to be parked!

In Benedict Ahan's pores, a trace of golden-red fire erupted, and the pale golden robe on his body was filled with a layer of water-like firelight. He clenched his fists and roared in a hoarse voice: "Your Highness Salian, you are too rude to do this...... You're provoking the Golden Oak Church! You, you, you ......"

More than a dozen Hydra guards in general's uniforms silently approached this side, the air near their bodies fluctuating unnaturally, the void twisting and spinning, and there was a faint 'hissing' sound in their bodies.

The eight-winged sacred phoenix and hydra hydra...... In a sense, they are natural enemies of each other.

Birds and snakes are nature's sworn enemies.

The aura emanating from Benedict Ahan's body made these Hydra guards feel extremely uncomfortable. And the viscous, turbid dark aura of the Hydra guards made Benedict Han's eyes red, and he almost fell into a state of madness.

Immediately behind the Golden Oak Church, in the nuns of the Silver Cinnamon Church, more than a dozen old nuns with a soft and pure temperament surrounded a person wearing a silver robe, her white hair shining like satin with a faint silver light, but her face was young and beautiful, like an old mother of a teenage girl.

"Will they do it?" An old nun of great status chuckled under her breath.

"Hopefully...... "The old lady who was surrounded by everyone, the highest status of the Yingui Church in the imperial capital, that is, the main priest of the Holy Mayan Cathedral, Xia Xia, laughed softly: "Sisters, prepare the divine power potion, if they fight, try to save the lives and help the wounded...... Then, send them the bill. ”

Xia blinked her eyes, her youthful eyes were full of the vicissitudes of time, she squinted and smiled: "It's best to beat the stump and broken arm all over the sky, so that you can sell a few more limb regeneration potions...... At the end of the year, if there is a receipt, this winter, it will be much better. ”

A group of great nuns with their hands in their sleeves, staring at Benedict Ahan, who had fallen into a state of madness.

If it weren't for their identity, if it weren't for the fact that there were so many nuns and little nuns staring at them nearby, these big nuns couldn't help but stomp their fists and feet, and the loud clamor made Benedict Han hurry up.

It's better to punch Salian in the nose...... In this way, everything is perfect and complete.

A high-pitched whistle sounded not far away.

Immediately afterwards, the valve of the steam boiler opened, and the 'snort' sound of high-temperature and high-pressure steam injection was heard.

Wrapped in the white fog in the sky, a behemoth made of steel broke through the fog, and in the cold wind howling, slowly but firmly drove along the railroad tracks into the Imperial Capital South Station.

In the distance, several Imperial soldiers standing by the railroad tracks waved small flags.

Benedict Ahan's anger suddenly subsided.

He pointed at the smiling Salian fiercely, gritted his teeth and shouted, "Your Highness Salian, I remember your rudeness today...... I ......"

Salian coughed lightly: "But, honorable Archbishop Benedict, everything I have done today is for the safety of St. Attila's crown......"

"As you know, the emperor has not been peaceful recently, the people of the Hill Church have wreaked havoc in the city, many noble people have been poisoned, and the wealth of some big families has suffered heavy losses......"

"The Empire's intelligence services have evidence to believe that the appearance of the Hill Church in the imperial capital is not out of nowhere."

"Their real target, most likely, is...... Coronation of St. Attila! ”

Salian shrugged his shoulders: "That's why I made such an arrangement, and even in order not to accidentally hurt those devout believers, I didn't allow them to enter the Imperial Capital South Station...... Who knows what will happen? ”

"My kindness, you, and the church, don't get me wrong!"

Salian explained to the angry Benedict Ahan.

Hesse grinned on the side, extremely unscrupulous, silent laughter, and his smile almost made Benedict Ahan go berserk.

With a heavy breath, Benedict Ahan glared at Hesse fiercely, then quickly turned around and walked towards the large group of subordinates behind him: "Hurry up, set up the honor guard, damn it, damn it, damn it...... Do you want St. Attila to be crowned with a joke? You idiots...... Rubbish...... Idiot ......"