After a long time, Innedil struggled to brace himself and look around at the scenery.

The jade carved platform is warm and cool to the touch, and the white clouds hold it above the clouds.

The air here is thin, the wind is howling, and in the distant sky, one after another aurora jets are sprinkled, the color is magnificent, and the beauty is breathtaking.

He pushed away the clouds in front of him, and in front of the platform, there was a vast sea of clouds, and the palace groups stood above the clouds.

The palaces with wide bottoms, cross layout, and the dome roof rises in the middle, with pure white as the main color, looking majestic and beautiful.

The Pale Lord stood on the side of the platform, looking ahead in distraction. Outside the 10-meter-high arch are two rows of stone statues carved from white stone, which are very similar in style and technique to the stone pope.

"Am I here, just a janitor?" the Pale Lord smiled, beckoning to Innerdir as he stepped out of the platform first.

Inedil looked up and saw him walking through the clouds, as if he were walking on the ground. He himself stood up and breathed heavily to calm his pounding heart. He was too tired, and he didn't have half the strength all over his body, but the gate of heaven was in front of him, only a few dozen steps away, even if he tried his best, he had to climb to the door and recruit the "Heroic Spirit Army" under his command.

Silves hid in the void, followed by Innedir, and when the other party pushed open the door, he would take the opportunity to sneak into the "Kingdom of Light" and go to the "Temple of the Firmament".

Inedil counted his steps, and after fifty-six steps, he finally stood at the gate of heaven. The 10-metre-high arch is made entirely of real silver and is engraved with gold motifs with swords and white thorn flowers.

"The True Silver Throne of Buyada, compared to the Heavenly Gate. It's not worth it. The Pale Lord, who was observing the statue technique on the side, turned around and said with a smile.

"Teacher, can I just push it away?" At this time, Inedil suddenly felt a little nervous, and he stretched out his hand. I want to touch it but I don't dare to touch it, and I look nervous.

"I'm with you. The Pale Lord laughed softly, and he stood side by side with Innedir in front of the door, taking the young man's hands and slowly pushing towards the Silver Arch.

The first feeling was cold, as if he had touched a piece of ice, and Inedil let out a low cry, and a reminder from the Pale Lord came to his ears, "Divine power." ”

He hurriedly mobilized the divine power in his body. Concentrate it in the palm of your hand. Sensing this homologous force, the True Silver Arch fed back a warm heat, and at the same time, the Heavenly Gate, which had been frozen in ice, gradually began to melt, and with Innedir's push, a gap appeared. Holy light poured out, setting a bright silver edge for the arch.

"That's what it is...... O dawn of heaven. Child. The Pale Lord whispered, and with Innedir's efforts, the Silver Arch burst open, and the dawn of heaven shone on the earth.

Beneath the ten-metre-high arch, Innedil resembles a young child. He stared blankly ahead, unable to see anything clearly. But I can imagine what a magnificent scene it must have been.

The Pale Lord lowered his head so as not to be burned by the surging holy power, and a fresh breeze bypassed him. plundered into the kingdom of heaven. The Pale Lord smiled slightly, this was a signal released by Silves, indicating that he had infiltrated the "Bright Heaven" by Shun Lì.

It's time to pick the fruits of victory.

From Buyada in the south, to Severa in the north, to the Aignes Mountains in the east, and to the Torm Confederation in the west, the snow thinned out and the clouds began to disperse.

When the silver arch was pushed open and the light shone brightly, it was already past noon, but people felt a taste of dawn.

There are those who cheer, there are those who kneel and pray, and there are those who have gloomy faces, and not everyone hopes that the Holy See of Light can break out of the desperate situation.

But who can change that?

Above the clouds, Inedil's inner joy was overflowing. But whether the enemies were willing or not, the Holy See of Light did get the key to the door to victory.

Under the bright light, Innedir's eyes filled with tears. He rubbed his hand a few times, and looked up again, and there was a straight avenue in front of him, leading to the square and palace in the distance.

There was a flapping sound in the air, and the Pale Lord stepped back slightly, leaving Innedil alone in front of the door.

A moment later, a group of white pegasus horses, spreading their wings, swooped to the ground. The knights on horseback were all in white robes and silver armor, wearing cross-swords at their waists, and holding silver-plated spears. They were tall and had a white flame burning in their eyes, just like the manes of those pegases.

"I am the Grand Commander of the 'Valhalla Legion', Cyprius, who pushed open the gate of heaven?" The great knight led by him raised his visor, it was a middle-aged man in his forties, with thick eyebrows and tiger eyes, and he was as strong as a mountain.

"I'm the Archbishop of the Holy See of Light, Innedir," Innedil stepped forward and introduced himself, "The North Barbarians are going south, and we need the help of the 'Legion of the Immortals'. ”

"Do you have an edict from God?" said Cyprius, standing on his horse, and asked in a deep voice, awe-inspiring.

"Has the 'Valhalla' ever received an edict from the Lord for a thousand years?" the Pale Lord had taught him how to answer this question.

Cyprius shook his head silently, for two thousand years, the 'Heroic Legion' has been on standby in the "Kingdom of Light", but the Lord of Light, there is no longer a word coming. And in strict compliance with the ban, they are not allowed to go to the upper echelons of the kingdom of God to investigate.

"As the Divine Lord's walk in the earthly realm, the Holy See Archbishop has the right to command the 'Legion of the Valhalla'," said Innedir in a solemn manner, "so I command you to come down to earth and save the people of God from fire and water. ”

"The Archbishop has no authority to command us," Cyprius said after a long pause, "only the master of the White Tower can take charge of the 'Valhalla'. ”

These Heavenly Heroic Warriors were originally created by the Lord of Light, and they are similar to humans in some ways, but more often than not, they are like inflexible machines, only knowing right and wrong, yes and no, good and evil.

Tell if a person is an archbishop of the Holy See. They can't do this kind of subjective thing. Therefore, the Lord of Light has adopted a compromise strategy, the archbishop of the Holy See, who is the controller of the Holy White Tower, only needs to detect whether the opponent has the "control mark" of the White Tower in his body to determine his identity.

But it's weird. Cyprius did not sense the existence of the "White Tower Imprint" from this young man's body.

"But I'm the one in charge of the White Tower. Innedil was stunned and said.

Could it be that I made a mistake? Cyprius wondered, he re-investigated, but in vain, the other party did have pure divine power flowing in his body, but there was no "control mark" of the White Tower.

"'Valhalla', descend into the world. At this moment, a lifelike stone statue stepped forward. Ordered slowly.

Cyprius released a trace of holy power, and with a slight sense, he immediately knocked on his chest with one hand, and saluted on horseback, "My lord, as you wish, but the 'Heroic Legion' will stay in the human realm for three days at most......"

"It doesn't matter. I have prepared enough lodges for you, just below the 'ladder of heaven'. The Pale Lord replied indifferently.

"The body must be pure in body and mind. in order to support our souls. Cyprius cautioned himself that he feared that after such a long time, the secular church would forget about the requirements of the "Possession of the Heroic Spirit" ceremony.

"They are very pure," the Pale Lord's voice was calm, but unquestionable, "now. And ye shall depart. ”

"Yes. Cyprius bowed to the order, clenched his fist with one hand and swung it hard. The Heroic Knights, who stood on standby, rode their horses into the air, and then. Skimming over the heads of the Pale Lord and Inedil, Hula flew out of Heaven.

Innedil was a little stunned.

He scratched his head in confusion, and his first reaction was to turn to the Pale Lord and ask for help, "Teacher, what's going on?"

"What do you think?" said the Pale Lord, laughing heartily, and asked playfully.

"Why would they obey your orders?" Innedil pondered, "I am the Archbishop of the Holy See, the master of the White Tower. ”

"The reason is simple," said the Pale Lord's tone, like that of a seductive teacher, "why don't you guess?"

"Could it be...... Is it because of the body of the Stone Pope?" Innedil didn't expect that the Pale Lord would deceive him, and he was still stupidly wondering if something was wrong.

"Come with me, and I will tell you the answer. The Pale Lord took a few steps outside and turned to beckon.

Inedil walked over in a daze, and beyond the Silver Arch, a dark cloud dispersed as he approached, revealing a grayish-white slate.

"Is this ......," Innedil asked with a frown. Under the shadow of the holy light, this impure stone slab looked out of place.

"The Burning Heart Stone," replied the Pale Lord, holding him on the stone slab, "this is the hundredth level of the 'Stairway to Heaven' and the last step into the kingdom of heaven...... You should know that before entering the Kingdom of Light, the souls who are brought here will be baptized by the flame of light. ”

"The flame burns out their worldly thoughts, and the pure soul ascends to the path of glory, and the sword and the pegasus are a gift from the Lord of Light, and the valiant knight lives ......forever in the kingdom of light," muttered Innedir, a popular ballad that tells the origin of the "Legion of the Heroes."

"After that, they will stand on this 'burning stone,'" the Pale Lord pinched his shoulder, and the strength was so great that Innedil could not break free at all, so he could only let him continue, "Those who are pure in mind can step on this stone step and enter the kingdom of heaven, while those who are not pure in mind will step into the air and fall into the clouds." ”

"What are you doing?" Inedil finally sensed that something was wrong, and he turned his head with all his might, looking at the pale lord's indifferent face with a feeling of extreme strangeness.

"Do you think you are a devout believer?" the Pale Lord deliberately feigned curiosity, "If I let go of my hand, will you fall from this Nine Heavens?"

"I, I ......," Innedil muttered, unable to answer the question.

"You doubt, you doubt your faith," laughed the Pale Lord, "son, you are not at all as determined as you claim...... Power and vanity have long corroded your heart, and you can sacrifice hundreds of millions of people for your own power, didn't God teach us to treat them equally?"

"But, but that's what you taught me......" Innedir's voice trembled, not knowing whether he was afraid of letting go or being stung in the heart.

"But he's different from you. An old voice came, and from the "Staircase to Heaven" came a tall and thin old man, his face hidden under the hood, only two faint ghostly fires flickering.

The evil god "Death Knell", carrying his lantern, walked to the real silver arch, and said with a hoarse smile, "Fool, you are the archbishop of the Holy See of Light, but he is an evil god from the underworld, how can you compare?"

Innedir's eyes widened suddenly, and his mouth opened unconsciously, as if his body and soul were instantly crushed by this sentence.

"Don't deprive me of my pleasure. The Pale Lord glanced at the old man and said dissatisfiedly. However, the expression of enjoyment on his face was still difficult to hide. Snake-like bulges appeared on Innedir's body, and the Pale Lord used both hands to squeeze and extract all the power in his body.

"In the 'nourishment' side, you have perfected the fire, and I am far inferior to them. The evil god "Deathknell" looked at it for a while and praised it sincerely. Each evil god has his own unique method, such as "Death Knell", which is good at extracting the power of dead souls and despair in a large area, and Shadow likes to possess humans, drawing power from the host's journey to extreme evil.

And the Pale Lord is more proficient in the way of "nurturing thoughts". His duties are "hypocrisy" and "deception", and he can easily plant a seed of evil thoughts in the hearts of mortals, and then he irrigates and cultivates them on the side, so that the seeds germinate and grow, and finally bloom into a brilliant flower of evil thoughts.

"Well, it's okay this time. "As if he had drunk a glass of wine, the pale lord was intoxicated. The stronger the host's power and position, the more benefits he can receive. And Inedir is not only a legendary powerhouse, but also an archbishop of the Holy See, with the pinnacle of strength and power, except for King Nacini, there is no one in the world who can compare with him.

After a long period of distraction, Innedil slowly opened his eyes, and he turned his head to stare at the Pale Lord, his gaze extremely complicated. There is anger at being deceived, sadness and frustration, bitter hatred, and unspeakable confusion.

"You...... Fooled me?" With all his strength, he squeezed the words out of his throat, and his long white gold hair lost all luster in an instant.

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

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