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The news that the Church of Light had been reduced to ruins overnight caused an uproar in the upper class of the Cloud Heights.

The Duchy of Sarn has a veritable emperor Carlos, and there is also a supreme lord in the Cloud Heights, which is Julius Caesar.

Five hundred years ago, Julius Caesar's ancestors led the elite of mankind to conquer the capital of the Cloud Heights and re-established the capital, which was named "Glory".

In the City of Glory, Julius Caesar sat expressionlessly on the golden temple. In front of him, there was an oval table. The twelve old men sat one after another, their eyes half-squinted and half-closed, as if they were asleep.

Julius Caesar looked to be in his forties, with a resolute face, but the wrinkles on his face were as obvious as ravines. The only bright spot is the eyes, one of Julius Caesar's eyes radiant and exuding an unbeatable majesty.

Although the twelve old men looked drooping and old, the silver hair on their heads was meticulous, and the clothes on their bodies were of exquisite texture, which looked like they were from the hands of masters, and their graceful and luxurious temperament was fully revealed.

Being able to sit at the same table as Julius Caesar, the identity of these old men is obviously extraordinary. Yes, they are at the helm of the twelve giants of the Cloud Heights, each of whom has the title of "Duke", and is the most powerful nobleman under Julius Caesar.

"What's the reaction over there?" Emperor Caesar broke the silence and looked at the twelve old men with a slight frown.

"Pope Justin looks no different from usual, neither sending reinforcements to the Church of Light nor blocking news. No one can guess what kind of medicine the old fox sells in the gourd!" Among the twelve old men, he was the oldest, a hundred years old, enough to be called virtuous.

Julius Caesar nodded slowly, and the meeting fell into a suffocating silence again.

The Church of Light was in ruins overnight, and although they tried their best to block the news, the agents of the twelve powerful families in the Principality of Sarn still learned about it from various sources, and then reported it to the wealthy families in the Cloud Heights as quickly as possible.

The Twelve Giants deliberately let out the wind to test the reaction of the Temple of Light, but Pope Justin did not make any move. It's like a punch on cotton, and the helmsman of the twelve giants is unspeakably uncomfortable.

After a while, Julius Caesar's frown furrowed, and the expression on his face seemed to be a smile rather than a smile.

"The younger generation of your elders' families should also be tempered and tempered! Our ancestors fought everywhere and snatched the cloud heights from the aborigines with one sword and one gun, so that we can live a pampered life now. Singing and dancing are more and more gentle, and the battlefield is beginning to see real heroes! The Guluo Continent will be their place of training, let them toss to their heart's content!" Emperor Caesar said lightly.

The twelve old men sitting behind the round table suddenly opened their eyes, no longer drowsy, and looked at Julius Caesar in shock.

"Your Majesty!" Monroe stood up from his chair with a hint of eagerness on his old face, "Although the Guluo Continent is an abandoned land, it is the birthplace of our country after all!

Julius Caesar looked at Monroe and smiled: "The Guluo Continent is our birthplace, how can it not be the birthplace of the Temple of Light! Among the planes we have, only the Guluo Continent is the plane with the most believers in the Temple of Light!

Monroe's eyes lit up, cold sweat flowed down his face, and he suddenly sat back in his chair.

The influence of the Temple of Light in the Ancient Luo Daluo has penetrated into every corner, and in that continent, the balance of divine power and imperial power has long been tilted to the Temple of Light. The people of the Guluo Continent have a deep-rooted belief in the gods, and if they want to break this situation, breaking and standing up is indeed the simplest, quickest, and most cruel way.

"In this experience, each family sent four junior disciples, each of whom led five thousand soldiers to the Guluo Continent!" "Emperor Caesar looked at the twelve old men who were still thinking, the cruelty on his face flashed, and his fist slammed on the table, "And the goal of the experience - the Church of Light!"

The twelve old men looked at Julius Caesar with bitter expressions.

The end of doing so is tantamount to tearing your face directly with the Temple of Light. However, there is no way around it!

The Temple of Light was of great help in the early days of the empire's expansion. The Holy Knights with strong combat power and the priests who heal the wounded are a powerful guarantee for the Empire to conquer other planes.

Of course, all this is not "God's giving," but it is rewarded. The requirement of the Temple of Light is to spread the glory of God in the conquered planes of the Empire.

As the empire conquers more and more planes, the relationship between the divine power and the imperial power is not as close as before, but the differences are getting bigger and bigger!

Those gods in the Temple of Light are everywhere preaching that God is supreme, just ask, where does this put the imperial power?

Until now, the divine power and the imperial power are almost on the verge of a break!

The Church of Light was reduced to ruins overnight, acting as a fuse that ignited the explosion of both.

"I know that you can get a profit from the Ancient Luo Continent every year, and after the experience begins, the annual income will be in vain. As compensation, which of the younger generations of the family who conquered the Church of Light first can choose an artifact from the treasury of the palace!" Julius Caesar's words were like a boulder thrown into the water, and the hearts of the twelve old men suddenly set off a storm, and their breathing became short.

Artifact!

Such a reward is beyond their imagination!

The Guluo Continent is only a low-level plane, and the income that the twelve powerful families obtain in the Guluo Continent every year does not go into their pockets, except for the expenses used to maintain the stability of the territory.

Really speaking, Julius Caesar is also a nobleman, and he is the strongest nobleman, so he sits in the position of emperor.

The reason why Caesar is the strongest nobleman is because they have three mid-level artifacts!

The spear of Caluz, the shield of Toba, and the armor of protection, these three artifacts are the reason why Caesar's line can always sit in the position of emperor.

In the battle to conquer the heteroplane, these three artifacts were invincible, turning the tide again and again, and making great contributions!

Of course, the reward that Julius Caesar said would not be these three artifacts, because they were the inheritance artifacts of Caesar's lineage. In the process of conquering the Alien Plane, Caesar's ancestors also obtained several low-level artifacts, and the reward should be to choose from these low-level artifacts.

However, even so, it is a surprise for the Twelve Giants!

Because, their town treasure is only legendary equipment.