The holy city of Ranken.

The crystal staircase disintegrated inch by inch, and the Heavenly Kingdom of the Clouds collapsed with it, this bizarre scene shocked the six chief knights, and also frightened millions of devout believers.

They knelt down in prayer and burst into tears, thinking that the Lord of Light had abandoned them. For this reason, Cyprius had to order all his Immortal Knights to be dispatched to patrol around Lancoln City to appease the panicked believers.

The knight shrouded in holy light, coupled with the white pegasus, finally made a difference, but unless there was a reasonable explanation, no matter what was done, it would be a palliative rather than a cure.

The extraordinary meeting of the head of the city of Ranken, all six chiefs attended. Standing in the midst of them, Bishop Todd stood out from the crowd, but these innocent and lovely children, each of whom was a legendary professional, reached out and crushed him as easily as an ant.

So Todd honestly stood aside, if he couldn't speak, he wouldn't speak, Archbishop Innedir didn't seem to be able to come back, so let these masters be the masters, anyway, he didn't have much ambition, just eat and wait for death.

"Situation, no......" Cyprius looked at the northern sky, his thick eyebrows furrowed slightly.

He was a natural leader and quickly figured out the continental landscape and the current situation. Thinking back to the whole map of the continent, the Cyprius confirmed the two phases, and asked sideways, "Over there, but the direction of the 'Path of the Light Walker'?"

"It should ...... Right. Todd poked his head and replied ambiguously.

"Really, isn't it?" said Cyprius, glancing at him, in an accentuated tone.

"Yes. Yes, it's the Herseus Valley. Todd nodded repeatedly, accommodating the other party's height. He bent down and pouted his buttocks.

"It's not presentable!" Shalier kicked him lightly, reminding him of his image. After all, he is currently the highest priest in the Holy See, and maybe he will be the next archbishop.

"Gabriel, go and find out. If there is anything unusual, report it to me immediately. Cyprius groaned for a moment, then ordered in a deep voice. Among the six chief knights. Gabriel, the wise knight, is the most astute, and let him find out the news, at least to ensure his own safety.

"Yes, Archon. The handsome boy did not hesitate. Summon a Pegasus. Lift off and go north.

As role models for knights, the Knights of the Immortal also adhered to the principle of "prudence in words and deeds", and Cyprius remained silent, while the others remained silent. After a long time, Todd cautiously asked, "Great Commander, why don't you send any of your lords to the 'Bright Heavenly Kingdom' to investigate?"

"There's no going back. Cyprius looked up at the heavens, his voice low. "Without the ladder of heaven or the guidance of God, it would be impossible for mortals to reach the 'Kingdom of Light'. ”

"But adults aren't ordinary, they're Knights. Todd was puzzled.

Cyprius just shook his head, and Todd didn't dare to ask again. The red-clothed and black-haired impartial knight Farrell hesitated for a moment, and then asked, "Great Commander, the White Tower controller can't come back, so where should we go?"

The other three chief knights, including the red-haired girl Shariye, also turned their heads in unison, waiting for Cyprius' answer. For the "Valhalla", the orders of the Lord of Light and the White Tower Keeper are sacred and irreversible, but now that neither is there, they must find a new mission to determine the direction of their long sword.

"The last order of the White Tower Keeper is to complete the 'Immortal Descent' ritual and then stand by in place," Cyprius pointed to his feet, "Do you have any objections to the meaning of the Holy City of Ranken?"

The chief knights shook their heads at the same time, they didn't think there was any ambiguity in the statement.

"In order to carry out this order, we must ensure the existence of Rankine City until the White Tower Keeper returns," Sipreston paused, adding, "if he can return." ”

"What do you mean...... It seems to be right, I want to come to the White Tower, and I don't want to see Rankine being breached and the White Tower being toppled down, right?" However, her original intention was just to participate in more battles.

Farrell, the knight of justice, looked at the boy next to him, and did not object. However, in the corner, the thin little girl lowered her head and said, "I only follow the orders of the Divine Lord and the White Tower Master, and I will not leave Lancoln City for a single step. ”

She was the shortest of the six chief knights, about six or seven years old, and had malnourished blonde hair, which was even a little graying from it. But the girl's expression was pious and firm, like an eternal rock, without the slightest joy or anger.

Cyprius turned her head to look at him, and the girl looked at him calmly, and finally, the commander of the "Valhalla" was defeated, and waved his hand helplessly, "Whatever you want." ”

Bernice, a pious knight, is a more ancient existence than Farrell, a just knight.

On the snowy field, the three legends led by King Nacini traveled to the valley of the Herseus River under the stars.

In the southern sky, the white pegasus swept like lightning, leaving only a faint afterimage.

Ventrov bid farewell to his students, put his hood back on, and headed to the northern end of the valley, his form fading into the night until it disappeared.

In the mist, Illo raised his hand to scatter a wraith of wraith, and at the same time deftly rolled to the left, avoiding the attack of another miasma. Not far ahead, the outline of the "Fortress of Sorrow" was already faintly visible, so that the half-elf ranger didn't notice the slight vibration coming from afar.

At the Fehrman Pass, a makeshift camp was beginning to take shape, and Dios was asleep, tired enough to choke on the side during this time.

They don't know that their companions are now in danger, and their homeland is on the verge of destruction.

Turanze, whose clothes fluttered, slowly levitated into the air, and the abundant wind magic around him almost condensed into substance. With enough energy supply, the "Storm Furnace" was running at full capacity, and the shell of the dragon egg, the blue-black lines lit up one after another, and even revealed a rich blue-red.

From one-third to two-thirds, when the lines are lit up, the Ambilight is brilliant and the magic light gushes out. Pale cyan wind, blue-white electricity, azure ice, fiery red flames, and all kinds of magical elements cut through the mysterious traces, like a colorful fountain.

The next moment, the dragon egg cracked, the eggshell turned into pieces of crumbs, and a clear dragon roar resounded between heaven and earth.

... (To be continued......)

PS: (Let's make a note of it first.) ）