Tang Jie's timely return to Alcatraz not only quelled a possible civil strife in time, but also prevented a sea battle that was about to break out in time.

The gods are above, if this war starts, or if any sailor accidentally fires off and fires a shot, the whole pattern of the world will be changed because of this!

Tang Jie had to bring all the troops back from Otrentia, and then go to war with the Kelsmans, and at the same time fight the Pound Empire, which was controlled by the Kelsmans.

In that case, with Tang Jie's current strength, even if the Kelsman family can win, it will definitely pay a heavy price, and it is very likely that it will collapse from now on.

And Tang Jie will lose the best chance to control the four oceans and three continents, and then dominate the entire ocean.

In the history of Tang Jie's domination of the sea, there have been historians who have devoted themselves to studying the history of this black-haired pirate, and they have sighed more than once: this guy can rush to the place where he must appear at the most dangerous time every time.

What if Tang Jie didn't rush back in time?

This thought, not only Tang Jie himself thought of fighting a cold war, but even Countess Margaret would be terrified when she thought about it.

But history has no ifs.

Compared with the cloudy Sea of Nilsia, Garcia, the imperial capital of the Pound continent, is very sunny.

But under this cloudless clear sky, the soaring murderous aura gathered by the huge imperial capital was even stronger than that of the Nilsia Sea.

"Your Holiness the Pope, they are ready. A cardinal dressed in a robe and wearing a red melon-skin hat on his head owed slightly.

Pope Laudrino stood in front of the statue of St. Sisting's basilica, facing the cross, his hands pressed on the thick altar Bible, and his mouth whispered as if in prayer.

After waiting for a while, he made a cross on his chest, and then turned around: "After so many years, our footsteps have finally taken a step from this continent. ”

Laudrino was very embarrassed in his words, he planned for more than ten years to develop the Cult of Light from a small sect to a super sect all over the Pound Continent, with as many as twenty cardinals, as many as eleven Templar knights, and as many as 100,000 knights who can fight well!

Now, the tentacles of the Holy See are finally going to stretch from the Eastern Continent to the Western Continent!

Laudrino sighed for a while, and smiled at the cardinal next to him: "Let's go, let's go and see the children who are about to go on the expedition." ”

Walking through the long corridors of the Holy See, Laudrino led the cardinal to the huge Piazza della Santa Croce.

Pope Laudrino stood on the balcony of the Basilica of St. Sistinne, looking condescendingly at the knightly legions assembled in the Cross Square.

The Cult of Light has two major orders of the Megatron world, one is the "Holy Knights" directly under the Pope's leadership and specializes in eradicating heresy, and the other is the "Knights of the Cathar" who specializes in large-scale conquests.

The number of people participating in the Western Expedition was almost half of the number of the Knights of the Cathar, with a total of more than 37,500 Knights of Light, including three Divine Knights, seven cardinals, thirty-two archbishops, four hundred and thirteen high priests, and more than 1,000 monks.

These more than 30,000 knights are all dressed in silver armor, and even the war horses under their crotches are also wearing silver armor, which looks like a silver ocean at a glance.

So many people and horses gathered in the square, and the sun was shining in the sky, it was the hottest time, and even Laudrino could see the steaming heat rising from this silver sea at a glance!

But even so, this square of the Holy Cross is so quiet that even a needle can hear it!

Even the horses stood quietly, not only did they not snort, but they did not even move, as if they were a group of horses carved out of stone.

So many people were so quiet, and this strange atmosphere revealed a dignified and terrifying murderous aura.

If Tang Jie was here, he would definitely be shocked by the quality of this strong army in front of him: how many battles do you have to fight to create such a strict discipline and military might!

Laudrino nodded with satisfaction, this is the army he has built single-handedly, and it has cost him countless efforts.

"Children......" Laudrenaux stretched out his hand and said in a loud voice, "the Most High God is watching us from heaven, and he will see with his own eyes that we will bring the light of heaven to the western continent. ”

"You know, that is where we originate, where the Holy See belongs, where our souls belong!" Laudrino said as the knights below shouted loudly.

Less than 40,000 knights shouted the momentum of 400,000 people, overwhelming the mountains and seas, and the imperial capital trembled.

Laudrino's words are not without purpose, whether in historical records or mythological records, the Western Continent is the origin of civilization, far speaking, the main battles of the War of the Gods and the Great War of Races are almost all concentrated in the Western Continent, and in the near future, the imperial capital of the Magic Empire that undominates the world is in the Xigang Empire of the Western Continent.

It is true that the Cult of Light originated in the imperial capital of the Xigang Empire, but the polytheistic religion in this country has long been deeply rooted and hierarchical, and the monotheistic religion of the Illuminati Cult has inevitably been squeezed out of its living space.

In desperation, Laudrino could only cross the ocean and come to the Eastern Continent, where there were many but scattered churches.

After so many years, Laudrino will never forget one thing: return to the Western Continent!

This complex is very much like the obsession of *** Christians and Christians with Jerusalem.

Under the repeated preaching of Laudrino, these knights were all deeply imprinted by him, and in their minds: even if they died in the Western Continent, it was the best destination for the soul.

Such an army is terrible, it is devastating, and wherever they go, it will be like an unstoppable torrent, destroying everything that stands in their way, or until they are destroyed.

In the royal palace, more than ten miles from St. Sistine's Cathedral, the young Chryza XVII, Luthor Kriza, was standing on his balcony looking through a telescope at an inland port in the distance.

"They're leaving?" Luthor turned his head to look at one of his entourage.

The attendant knelt on the ground and said, "Yes, Your Majesty. ”

Luther's eyes flashed: "How many people are gone?"

"About 40,000 people, Your Majesty. ”

Luthor groaned, the current imperial capital of Garcia entered a precious and brief vacuum, the Kelsman family was entangled in infighting, and even the Countess had led a family fleet to Alcatraz, if nothing else, now that the war had begun, the waters of Roentgen would become a war-torn hell.

At this time, the Cult of Light sent a large number of troops to the distant Western Continent, and its beautiful name was: Revenge for the Divine Knight Kamilo!

It's ridiculous!

Any war always has to find a gorgeous cloak to hide its bloody true face.

In any case, such a situation was something that the young Kriza XVII was happy to see, and he had waited a long time for this day.

Although he is only a teenager this year, he is frighteningly mature, and within his young body hides an ambition no less than that of previous emperors.

Even when facing the countess's forced smile, the young emperor never gave up his attempts and thoughts to regain power.

"Now, a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity has appeared before my eyes......" Luthor looked into the distance with deep eyes, "what should I do?"

......

"Your Excellency!" a panicked cardinal shouted in a low voice behind him as he watched the last knights set off from his eyes.

Laudrino turned around and glanced at him lightly: "Is the sky falling?

The cardinal couldn't help but look sneered, straightened his back, and whispered, "There's bad news, my lord. ”

"What's the news?" Laudrino asked.

"It's about Camo. The cardinal said in a low voice.

"Huh?" said Laudrino, faintly, "Camyro, what's wrong with him?"

The cardinal swallowed hard: "He, he's not dead......"

"What?!" Laudrino's eyes flashed like lightning, "What's going on!

"There is news from Otrentia that Camelo has finally woken up after more than thirty days of treatment in a chapel more than twenty miles from ......the imperial capital," said the cardinal.

"Uh-huh!!" Laudrino was furious.

This time he went west to fight the banner of "revenge for Ka Miro", if Ka Miro didn't die, wouldn't it be a slap in the face?

The most important thing is that Camero has not died before, and Pope Laudrino himself knows the news, but he has not told anyone else, just waiting for Camero to breathe his breath.

But after waiting for almost a month, the news of Camero's breath never came, and Pope Laudrino, who had lost his patience, repeatedly asked the archbishop in charge of inspecting Camero's injuries, and after confirming that he could not wake up again, he finally announced that Camillo was dead.

A terrible crusade to the west began.

But now that the arrow is on the line, how can the damned person come back to life?

Laudrino's face was cloudy, no matter what, nothing could stop the Cult of Light from marching westward.

Not even his favorite disciple, Ka Miro!

"O Kamyo, Kamyo! Your mission and destination should be to throw yourself into the arms of the Supreme God!" Laudrino let out a long sigh, his voice slowly turning cold, "Let the divine knights of the Holy Knights dispatch! Kamyoro must die! Any enemy who stands in front of the Holy See army will die!"

The cardinal listened to these cold words, and glanced up at the Pope, the kind old man who could not say it at this time.

He fought a cold war, and quickly retreated, leaving the Pope alone in the empty square of the Holy Cross, the sun was scorching, but his figure made people shudder.