The scorching pillar of fire slowly disappeared with Allegri's movements. In everyone's eyes, there was still a remnant of that firelight, suggesting that the scene they had just now was not false.

Larger changes continue to show this.

The ground under his feet had gradually stabilized, but now it slowly trembled, as if there was a huge force surging in the ground, trying to find a gap to break through.

The gap is in the Necronomic Wilderness, right at the "Brimstone Fountain" volcano, right at their feet.

Allegri's face was pale, and he struggled to wipe the blood from the corners of his mouth, and he sat down with Bai Ji's support, and suddenly the corners of his eyes jumped, and he felt a powerful chaotic force under his feet rapidly approaching.

"Here they are......" he muttered, pulling Afra behind him.

Amosic, who was flying with wings, suddenly roared excitedly, and the long-lost force poured into his body frantically, his size became larger and larger, and the mini magic dragon that could have been napping in Allegri's palm was now gradually approaching the reminder of the venom wyvern that Allegri had once trapped.

Allegri slowly closed his eyes, and the force had reached his feet, only a layer of floating earth at his feet.

Volcano, began to erupt.

The magma overflowed, and the smoke and dust billowed out, as before, but more violent than any eruption, and the fire clouds soared into the sky.

Allegri unleashed a pre-planted magic circle with a snap of his fingers, and a reddish barrier kept them all out.

Amosic suddenly flapped his wings and flew down, prostrate in front of several people, two hideous huge dragon heads breathed slightly, and a familiar voice sounded,

"Allegri, I'll take you away, something is different, it's not safe here. ”

Motioning for everyone to climb onto his back, the two-headed demon dragon that was already tens of meters long flew out of the land for dozens of miles with just a few flapping wings, and after putting them down, Amosic nodded,

"Don't break the contract yet, call me directly if there is any danger. ”

Before he could finish speaking, the volcano behind him suddenly cracked slowly with an earth-shattering loud noise, and a huge steel arch slowly rose from the crack.

Just the exposed steel door arch is 100 meters high, and at least 500 meters wide at a rough glance, it looks like a steel hill gradually arching from the ground.

The giant gate has a simple shape, no carving, hideous iron thorns, and flames, from purgatory, and is now in the world.

This is the "Iron Gate", which has been sleeping underground for thousands of years, waking up to the sound of Allegri's knock.

The volcano burst and the smoke of the fire made all the followers shudder.

The two-headed demon dragon, which is even more huge, can be clearly seen by people from hundreds of miles away. He was surrounded by black-red flames, flying and circling in the clouds of smoke, and this former commander of the demon army used to fly so recklessly. After a thousand years, this kind of venting has been obtained again.

At the top of the White Tower, the archbishop caressed the "Holy Eye" with a solemn expression.

The news from the three deputy chief judges has already reached his hands, and even without this news, as the current controller of the Holy White Tower, he has obtained no less information than the parties, and even more detailed.

All the elites of the Inquisition poured out, and even mounted a large number of troops, but they were intervened by the "Council of Bones" and returned with a feather. Now it seems that the invasion of the demon army has become unstoppable, and the elite military forces of the church have been drawn into the war situation of the Snowton Empire, like a quagmire.

The powerful Church of Light, which once had the opportunity to sweep the world, was destroyed twice in a row by one person, until this terrible situation.

And the blame seems to be due to the fact that he adopted Inedil's suggestion for the "Victory Day celebration".

His heart couldn't help but wake up, but then he sighed, at this time, he had no way to deal with this fledgling student.

If Silves was there, if he hadn't done that...... He couldn't help but feel a trace of remorse in his heart, but he quickly suppressed it. He sorted out his mood, regained his usual fairness and seriousness, and rang the silver bell to summon his priests.

"Your Excellency the Archbishop?" the white-robed priest quickly caught up.

"Deliver this news to Innerdir quickly, and leave it up to him to decide," the archbishop muttered as he handed over a scroll, "and the royal courts, the demon legions have invaded, and the army is immediately gathered to build a defensive line along the northern border. In addition, the remnants of the hunters immediately converged in the city of Tirapest to defend against the first wave of attacks by the demon legions. ”

The priest nodded in agreement and bowed away. The archbishop was left alone pondering something.

"The Church is still there, and its strength is superior to that of all parties on the continent, even if the Demon Legion invades again, it will be enough to resist," the archbishop muttered to himself, "The priority now is to end the war in the Snowton Empire as soon as possible, and Inedil should be able to make the right decision-"

"Huh?" he suddenly turned his head to the southeast, and a dozen miles away, an obscure, dark and powerful aura was constantly emanating.

What happened to the "Dome of Light"?

His face changed drastically, and he quickly picked up the "Holy Spirit Eye", and he was about to mobilize the power of the Holy White Tower to intervene.

Among the three holy places of the Church of Light, the "Dome of Light" is responsible for the suppression of evil, the "Cathedral of Cotia" is responsible for spreading glory, and the "White Tower" is responsible for seeing everything. Each of these three holy places has a powerful artifact suppression, which is the foundation of the Church of Light.

For example, the "Holy White Tower" under his control is itself the most powerful of the "Supreme Nine Towers", and with the artifact "Holy Spirit Eye", it can be said that it is like a holy light turret, which can see and strike an extremely wide range.

And the "Dome of Light" is a divine ban set by the Lord of Light himself, plus the artifact "Divine Chain", even if another god is imprisoned in it, it is impossible to escape easily. Even if the "Chain of Divine Bondage" has been damaged in a small way, this kind of problem should not occur, unless-

His face had never been pale, and with trembling hands, he activated the "Holy Spirit Eye", and the situation under the "Dome of Light" appeared to him in detail.

The Lord of Shadows, who is breaking free, has been connected to the host, and Anarysta is using the "Imprisoner" in her hand to unlock the ban on the "Chain of Divine Bondage", which is originally part of the "Chain of Divine Bondage".

And that host—

The host's face was clearly in his mind, a little painful, but also a little relieved and happy.

Around the "Holy White Tower", a strong pure white beam of light swirls around, ready to deliver a powerful blow at any time. Coupled with the prohibition of the gods in the "Dome of Light", which will be activated at the same time, everything under the dome will be reduced to powder in an instant.

But, but—

That's Silves......

The archbishop sighed, and the "Holy Spirit Eye" was put back weakly, and the white beam of light that stirred up enough to destroy everything slowly calmed down, and attached back to the divine pattern of the "White Tower", dissipating endless brilliance.

He was an archbishop, but he was also his grandfather.

Glancing back at the pillar of fire that was catching the sky in the southeast, Innedir turned back expressionlessly and shouted angrily,

"Keep attacking! Don't stop when the sky falls!"

"Come with me!" Duke Tulip, who was beside him, suppressed the surprise in his heart, drew his sword, and rushed forward by example.

The "Norman City", which has been safe for thousands of years, echoes with the earth-shattering shouts of killing.

The ancient city wall had already collapsed a little, and although the old general Kudran had gathered the people to repair it in the past few days, several gaps had gradually appeared under the impact of the church army.

In particular, the existence of Duke "Tulip", the legendary sword master, was invincible everywhere he went, and the old general Kudran had to draw a large number of elite warriors above the high level to barely eliminate his strength. And their own army, which was already weak, had to fight against the opponent's powerful army, and could only rely on the support of the city walls and the magic tower in the city to support it.

Even, some of the mercenary groups stranded in the city participated in the resistance, but this was already the limit of Norman City.

"Althea, let Mr. Illo take you away. Old General Kudran turned his head and whispered.

"If I'm gone, will the warriors still resist like this?" said Althea, dressed in a magic robe, sighed softly and began to summon the next Thunderhawk. Her mid-tier summon, Venom Wyvern, was too badly wounded to fight again, and could only provide a little long-range fire support.

Kudran glanced at her, shook his head with a wry smile, drew his sword, and strode in the direction of Duke Tulip.

Illo's long arrows flew quickly with a swirling energy, supporting the battle situation everywhere, and he was suddenly slightly stunned, and looked up at the sky to the southeast.

In that direction, pillars of fire rose into the sky.

"What's wrong?" Althea asked, still casting a spell to heal the Venom Wyvern.

"I don't know what to say, but they don't have any desire to stop. Illo just glanced at it, then bowed his head and continued to attack, the Church army was still pouring in, and at any moment there were warriors who splattered blood and fell to the ground, planting the walls.

"Alas......" Althea sighed softly as she controlled the blue-feathered Thunderhawk to deftly dodge the arrows, spitting out blue-white lightning bolts from time to time to attack the enemy.

The arduous fighting gradually ceased at dusk, and the long-distance rush of the Church army was not enough to sustain the day and night of hard fighting, even after a simple rest. And their commander, Inedil, really needs some time to digest the news that comes one after another.

The rubbish of the Inquisition, pouring out of the nest, could not stop the mage from knocking on the door. Now we can only hope that the "Knights Templar" will do their best to delay Nacini's footsteps, and the Church army behind them can quickly occupy the "Holy Blood River Theater", and then cooperate with themselves to completely capture Norman City.

In this way, after quickly quelling the war in the Snowton Empire, he can raise Jonas against Nacini, and most of the Church's army will be free to move south, enough to clear the threat of the invasion of the Demon Legion.

Of course, in this process, it would be better if he could gradually grasp the power of the Holy White Tower and these armies. At that time, how could the "Knights Templar", whose strength had been severely damaged, and the "Inquisition", which was full of infighting, resist their own advance?

The stone pope in the Cathedral of Cotia is also time for a change.

(The first update, isn't the 3000-word chapter a little smoother to read?)

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