"I'm afraid this is the last wave of pure spirituality in the account, and the wave of Black Death spirituality is about to start to recede."

In the realm of the gods, Ronan looked at the demon god who was once again defeated by himself in the distance.

In return, the origin of the kingdom of God was the same as last time, and he was given a pure spirituality in his early 10,000s.

At this time, there were still three days left before the real god ceremony.

After that day, the rumors of the Daughter of Calamity will gradually dissipate, and the curse of the Black Death will fade into oblivion with Isa.

The royal spirituality will accelerate its collapse due to Isha's lack of attraction, and eventually lead to the collapse of the kingdom of God.

This process is not something that Ronan can interfere with now.

In fact, being able to gather wool from the Kingdom of God and get more than 20,000 points of pure spirituality was enough for him to be satisfied.

If the kingdom of God collapses, it will collapse, after all, when he reaches the fifth level, he will be able to build this thing by himself.

This kind of defective product created by others can't compare to his own own.

After returning to the palace and enjoying a massage with Isa for a while, Ronan's spirituality began to return.

......

Reality, early the next morning.

After Ronan opened his eyes and got up, he went about his daily washing.

Confirming that there was no problem with the spiritual disguise on his face, he checked the spiritual reserve in his hand.

After spending 10,000 points of Pure Spirit to condense the Lionheart King Spear, and after receiving a new supplement, he now has a total of 12,800 points of Pure Spirit.

In reality, this terrible magical environment is really a pity for the large amount of pure spirituality in his hands.

Ronan sighed in his heart that the strength of his spirituality will directly determine the strength of his control over magic.

With a five-digit pure spirituality, if the concentration of magic power in reality is sufficient, he can even forcibly create a fifth-order puppet.

With pure spirituality, Ronan has the ability to create himself, and will no longer be limited to the functions provided by the system.

Of course, he does not have a deep understanding of the world at present, and the knowledge in his hands is seriously insufficient, and it is far inferior to the perfect functions of the system.

Take your time, Ronan stopped the fantasies in his mind and walked out the door.

Last night, he and Adama did not return to the Kobo family's main residence in the Central Palace, but stayed in the family's small single-family building in the outer city.

"Are you awake?" Ronan came to Adama's door and knocked on it.

No response.

"Sister? Get up! Ronan stepped up.

A moment later.

"Adama, hurry up and get up, the sun is going to burn your ass!" Ronan began to kick the door hard, causing the entire wall to shake.

"Huh?" Adama on the bed, with her head buried in the quilt, was woken up by the noise he made, and stuck her head out in confusion.

After she was a little more conscious, she saw that the door kept shaking and looked like it was about to be opened, so she hurriedly got up from the bed, wiped the saliva from the corner of her mouth and began to change clothes.

"Get up, don't kick it, okay?"

After putting her skirt back again, Adama took it off, and tears began to flow down her eyes.

Fortunately, at this time, the urging outside stopped, which made her breathe a sigh of relief.

"It's still so early, why are you arguing with me, it's not gentle at all!"

Putting on her beloved gauze dress, Adama stepped out and glared at Ronan angrily.

"Did you forget yesterday's promise?" Ronan asked rhetorically, "I said I would get up early today and go to the city gate to see the Duke of Fury Lion arrive." ”

"I didn't dislike you for taking me to live here, how can you blame me?"

Is that so? Adama had just woken up with a dizzy head, and after thinking about it, she felt as if it was fine.

"Oh, that's my bad, I'm sorry, brother."

Obviously, Ronan himself asked to live here, but Adama who was bypassed by him didn't react, but apologized embarrassedly.

"Let's go, let's go, I forgive you."

After letting Adama wash up, Ronan pushed her out into the street.

Although it was just dawn, a large crowd had already gathered at the West City Gate, congesting the roads on both sides of the street.

Although there is a lot of people, the people here are very orderly, do not push each other, and keep quiet with each other.

It's not that the literacy of Triumph City is high, but the rows of knights in front of them, wearing pure white knight armor, are too powerful, and the visual impact is too strong.

Ordinary residents who had never entered the Central Palace had never seen this kind of formation, and they only dared to lower their voices when they spoke, and talked cautiously.

I'm afraid that more than half of the combat power of the Central Palace has been directly mobilized here, and thousands of royal guards have been gathered to maintain the security of the city gate, right?

Ronan observed the team of knights who were in charge of greeting them.

Among them were royal knights with two golden swords, and the leader at the front wore a medal with four golden swords on his breastplate.

Fourth-Order Holy Knights? The arrival of the Duke of the Angry Lion has blown up all the top combat power of Triumph City.

At this time, agitation began to appear in the crowd.

Ronan looked outside the city gate, and sure enough, he saw a familiar face, surrounded by countless soldiers, and rode slowly to come.

It was the one that Ronan met through Edson that night, the Duke of the Raging Lion.

The sturdy body of more than two meters tall, the black and red complexion characteristic of the Northland Plateau, and his vigorous and dense beard formed an extremely sharp contrast with the soldiers of the surrounding kingdoms.

"Is that the Duke of the Raging Lion? Sure enough, it's the same as my father said, it looks weird. Adama muttered quietly when she saw it.

"In the eyes of others, you probably look ugly."

Ronan reached out and pinched her rosy lips, causing Adama to glance at him unhappily.

The knight who was waiting at the head of the royal guard stepped forward to talk to the Duke of Fury for a while, and then led him into the city.

Looking at the departing knights, the residents who had no fun to watch began to disperse, no longer congesting the city gates.

"It's gone, it's boring."

Adama, who had been forcibly pulled up early in the morning, began to lose her temper and follow Ronan, kicking his heels with her toes from time to time.

"I thought they were going to fight, didn't you say that the Northern Lion Principality is all warlike barbarians?"

"If they fight, the entire West Gate will have to be torn down."

With this period of research, Ronan already has a general idea of the powerhouses of this world.

Second-order vampires are no longer afraid of the threat of hordes of soldiers, and fourth-order holy knights are afraid that they can break through the thousand-man army alone.

Not to mention the Duke of Fury, the fourth order who is known as the strongest man of the empire.

If it was an oversight, he could drive straight into the Central Palace and kill directly.

For ordinary people, the storm of the arrival of the Duke of the Angry Lion is over.

But for the Central Palace, a large number of knights of the royal guard are being quickly drawn from the palace, on the one hand, they need to maintain the next sacred ceremony in the diocese, and on the other hand, they need to keep a firm eye on the situation of the duke.