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The Bright Holy City of the Chaotic Principality is as prosperous as ever, but unlike usual, the originally peaceful and tranquil Holy Mountain is particularly lively today, and the sound of salutes on the Holy Mountain can be heard at the foot of the mountain. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

"Why would the teacher want to come to the Holy Mountain with me today?,... In the promenade of the Holy Mountain, Francis and Tong Hu walked side by side. According to Tong Hu's habits, he will not move from sunrise to sunset every day, how can he recall coming to the holy mountain with himself today.

"Last time, I heard the young master say that there are some mysteries under this mountain, and I want to verify some conjectures!

Taking advantage of the large number of people today, I specially came to take a look. Tong Hu slowly closed his eyes, and 1 a small universe faintly poked out, deep into the ground.

"Bishop Francis, what are you doing here? His Holiness is looking for you!" Aleder rushed around the corner in a frenzy and grabbed Francis's arm.

"Bishop!?Sounds strange!!, What is the Pope looking for me?" When he was promoted a few days ago, Francis looked through all the white bishops of the Holy Mountain in the Papal Hall, and all but himself were old men with white beards.

"Oh, there are a lot of distinguished guests here today, and Your Holiness the Pope has asked you to hurry over. It seems that His Holiness the Pope is not kind to you! He wants you to be familiar with these people now. Alede said as he looked at Tong Hu beside Francis, who is this man?

"This is Teacher Tong Hu, the person who instructed me to practice!" Looking at Alaide's curious gaze, Francis introduced it smoothly.

"Teacher!?" Aled's mouth opened, how could Master Francis's teacher be, this person looked very ordinary!

"The young master praised it falsely, I can't afford it!" Tong Hu waved his hand in resignation.

"Teacher is not right, no, Mr. Tong Hu, if you don't mind, I will take Bishop Francis away, you have this invitation, if anyone asks you, just say that you are here to attend the succession ceremony!" Aled did not wait for Tong Hu to reply, and pulled Francis to run towards the Pope's Hall.

"Good seal, no trace at all! No wonder Ulquiora can't detect it, this mountain is only the tip of the seal........."

"Francis, where have you gone! I've been looking for you for a long time!" Grafitz pulled Francis, and without saying anything, walked directly to the Hall of the Holy Maiden.

"Your Excellency, you know I hate trouble! As he approached the Hall of the Virgins, there were more and more people around him, and Francis was a little apprehensive.

"That's not good, today's ceremony is very important, you have to stay by my side! There are a lot of important people I want to introduce to you, and there is a guest who has come to find you by name!"

Griffitz looked at Francis beside him with relief, he was ready to pave the way for Francis.

"Coming to me?"

"Yes, the elder seems to have a good impression of you!" Rounding the apse of the Hall of the Virgins, Griffitz pointed to the first seat on the left side of the hall.

"It's him!" Sitting in the seat was none other than Zack, the second elder of the elven clan.

Zach sat in his seat coldly with his eyes closed, and no one dared to go up and talk.

"Second Elder, I haven't seen you for a month, and your anger is still not very good!" Seeing that the Pope seemed to be deliberately taking him around, Francis immediately ran to Zack's side and sat down.

"That guy is sitting next to the elves!" said a few do-gooders ready to watch Francis's joke, the elves are notoriously hated for humans. Although it was curious how the church had invited the elves to participate in the ceremony, everyone was reluctant to come forward and cling to the elves. No one wants to try hot faces and cold butts, and if you anger the elves, you have to worry about the disaster of destroying the country, which is really not worth it.

"It's you, little friend!" To everyone's surprise, Zach not only did not drive Francis away, but also hooked up with him and blew up.

"Why did the Second Elder come to the Holy Mountain?

"The Empress gave me a vacation, let me relax!" Zach sighed, every time he thought of his old friend's death, his heart clenched, how could he let it go.

"Second Elder mourns, after all, the dead don't want to see the living sad for him!"

"Haha1 Xiaoyou is underestimating me! I'm not sad because of the death of that old fellow from Lance Henry! For elves, death is just a return to the arms of the goddess, and there is nothing to be sad about.

What's more, I'm a person who has experienced so many lives and deaths, how can I be obsessed with life or death! I'm sad that I don't have enough strength, and I still can't slash the enemy and let that old guy from Lance Henry see the joke! Hahaha" Zach patted Francis on the shoulder and laughed out loud. Unlike other suave people, Zach is definitely a love-hate and straightforward outspoken. This kind of person usually treats you coldly, and says some unpleasant things to squeeze you. But once he approves of you, he will treat you as his best friend.

"If the Second Elder can really think so, I will be relieved!" Francis glanced around, approached Zach and asked softly, "Did that demon god general recruit anything?"

In the sky thousands of miles away in the Holy City, five black dots slowly magnified from far and near.

The huge body that covers the sky, the powerful limbs, the dragon wings that mark xing, and the scales that cover the whole body!

Five ice-blue dragons lined up, with the dragon in the middle much larger than the others.

There were four thirty-meter-long behemoths next to him, like children in front of him.

"Patriarch Greel, isn't it a little rude for us to fly to the Holy City like this!" Thinking of Greel's order, the four dragons next to him were a little worried.

"It's because of the faux pas that I did this!" the blue dragon led by the blue dragon slapped its wings, and a few pieces of ice slag fell out between its mouths. This giant dragon is more than fifty meters long, an absolute behemoth!

The claws on the limbs are cold and cold, and you can feel the chill even from a distance! This dragon is none other than Vincent, the patriarch of the Frost Dragon, a sacred dragon!!

"Why is that?Hasn't the relationship between our dragons and the church always been good!?" "Hehe! That kid LaBeauf gave me a price that I couldn't refuse, and asked me to help him lose the face of the Pope of Light! For the sake of his ancestors, I decided to help him. And it's the dragons who have a good relationship with the church, not me Vincent. I'm here at the invitation of LaBeouf this time, and I'm only representing myself, not the entire dragon clan!!" a hint of amusement flashed in Vincent's eyes. ！。