It is said that above the clouds, at the end of the sky, the gods established their kingdom.

The "Temple of the Firmament" at the vault is the seat of the Council of the Gods, and the current speaker is the long-awaited Lord of Light. The second level of the kingdom of God is the supreme realm of the main gods, whose gods dwell in the temples of each level. And at the intersection with the human world, the bottom of the Divine Kingdom, which is the broadest but also the thinnest aura, is the territory of the God of Light in the sky, which is called the existence of the "Kingdom of Bright Heaven".

Angels and servants of God are all creatures of the Lord of Light, and they are also permanent residents of the Kingdom of Light. He selected pure and powerful souls from among his devout believers, brought them to heaven, and then gave them new bodies.

That body can absorb the aura that overflows from the kingdom of God, so as to maintain the state of immortality.

But it's been a long time since the Lord of Light hasn't received the believers of the world, and even the call of his number one servant, the white-robed archbishop, has not received any response. In this regard, the explanation of the successive archbishops is that the priest may have dozed off or temporarily traveled to other planes for sightseeing. And over time, this self-consoling answer has become a consensus within the Holy See. Any suspicion of the Lord was purified by the Inquisition and the burning at the stake.

In any case, most of the divine arts can still be used, which is enough to prove the existence of the divine master. What's more, when the high-ranking priests summon the Holy Spirit, there will still be heavenly envoys who will appear to help, which makes Inedil believe that at least the Kingdom of Light is still functioning normally.

So he heeded the pale lord's edict and summoned the kingdom of light to come to earth, where in addition to the messengers and servants who served the god, there was also an "army of the Heroic Spirits", who rode white winged white horses and roamed the heavens. to prevent the invasion of evil forces.

The number of the "Valhalla" is small, but all of them are the top powerhouses of the Holy Martial Dual Cultivation. Even though in the human realm, they are bound by the rules of the plane and cannot exert their full strength, but they can also exert their strength that is not inferior to that of legendary warriors. Such a terrifying army is enough to sweep across the north and south of the continent. Even Snowton's most elite hoplite legion would crumble under the combined charge of legendary warriors.

The prayers of millions of believers in unison sounded melodiously in the square, and a little bit of holy light like fireflies emerged from the people, faint and faint, as if it was about to dissipate in the next moment. The magic lines that can pass through the crowd can instantly absorb them and converge into the high platform that serves as a hub. It was then transported to the feet of Innedir.

The white-robed archbishop let go of his hand, and the "Holy Spirit Eye" hovered in the air, slowly circling around him. Then, Innedil took out a cloud of blazing white holy light from his sleeve, which continued to shrink and expand, and his form was extremely unstable.

Who would have thought that this small group of light would actually be the "Dome of Light," one of the three holy places of the Holy See? It was once used to suppress the "Lord of Shadows." Even the darkest place, as long as the "Dome of Light" appears. It can purify a qiē evil and restore light to this place.

However, for human beings, the "dome" is like the floor under their feet in the eyes of the inhabitants of heaven. The so-called "Dome of Light" is actually a key to open the door to heaven, a ladder connecting man and God.

Inedil raised his hand. The "Dome of Light" stretched out, one end stood on the platform, the other end was rising, and in just a few breaths, it protruded a hundred and ten meters.

Of course. It is still a long way from the Kingdom of Light, and the closer it gets, the greater the resistance it will encounter. But millions of believers work together and are willing to use themselves as the cornerstone to build this bridge to the sky.

The chaotic and huge flow of divine power was transmitted from all directions, and Innedir manipulated the "Holy Spirit Eye", patiently combed and purified, and injected it into the "Dome of Light".

It was a painstaking and laborious job, and soon, fine beads of sweat oozed from his forehead. But what is gratifying is that the holy light is also accelerating, rushing straight to the end of the sky at a speed visible to the naked eye.

This is Innedir's last fight in despair, and the Kingdom of Light will fall with his hope, never to return.

Half a day passed.

Once the "Heavenly Cornerstone" Great Array is activated, it must not be suspended or rested until the moment when the Kingdom of Heaven descends after a day and night. However, the priests and priests have long blessed the believers with divine magic, and they will not feel tired, nor will they be sleepy and hungry, so that they can keep the great array running.

Of course, after this, the believers present will inevitably fall seriously ill due to overdrawing their vitality, but it is better than having their heads cut off by the New Army of Light now.

Looking at the north of the city from the top of the white tower, a qiē is vividly visible. The stone platform stands tall, crisscrossed by bright silver lines, and the dense crowd is like a spring of water, and the holy light flows out like clear water, flowing along the canal-like loop.

As the sky darkened, the Pale Lord walked back and forth pleasantly, and after countless lies and deceits, he was finally able to enjoy the Tower to himself.

Around the White Tower, there was no one around, there was the Pale Lord, and Inedir was not worried about the safety of the White Tower. In Lancoln City, except for the Cathedral of Cotia and the Holy Maiden who remained behind, all the other priests went to the north of the city to ensure the smooth operation of the divine array.

Amid the sound of rustling, a man in black walked out of the white thorn forest, and without hesitation, he walked straight to the Holy White Tower. Although, in fact, his name is in the top three on the list of evils of the Bright Judgment Division.

Lord of Shadows, Silves.

In the White Tower Dome Hall, the two evil gods gathered again, and the Pale Lord chuckled, stretched out his hand and invited, "Sit." ”

"How to arrange, say with me to listen. Silves's tone was cold, and he looked like he was doing business.

"When the kingdom of heaven comes, I promise to give the 'Temple of the Firmament' to the 'Death Bell'," the Pale Lord did not care, explaining in a word, "Since the gods have been exiled, he will not be hindered too much, but this will ......"

"What does he want the 'Temple of the Firmament' to do?" Silves interrupted.

"I don't know, but Knell is the strongest of us, and if his strength continues to increase, you and I will be devoured by him sooner or later," the Pale Lord said worriedly, "So. We must plan ahead before that day comes. ”

"What do you need me to do?" asked Silves. This is also the instruction of the Lord of Shadows, in front of the Lord of Pale, only by being straightforward can you get the information you want.

"The power of the 'death knell' is the strongest, and it is the most severely suppressed in the realm of the gods. The Pale Lord replied, "Take advantage of this opportunity, and you and I will join forces to attack him, at least for the next thousand years. ”

"The Kingdom of Light is the land of light, and I have nothing to hide from it. Silves shook his head.

"No, after the Kingdom of Heaven comes. I'll hold the 'death knell' for the time being," the Pale Lord waved his hand, "You sneak into the 'Temple of the Firmament' and wait for your chance, it's a place of eternal neutrality that won't exclude your shadow attributes. ”

"If I want to go to the 'Temple of the Firmament', I always have to pass through the 'Bright Heavenly Kingdom', right?" The Lord of Shadows was also quite helpless, the world was underground. What he hated most was the "Kingdom of Light", which was there. There is nothing to hide.

"Here you go. The Pale Lord hesitated for a moment, and exhaled a white breath from his mouth. He stretched out his palm, held the cloud of gas, and handed it over.

The translucent air mass has a miserable white luster, like a light veil. The changes are endless.

"Veil of a Thousand Faces?" came the voice of the Lord of Shadows from within Innedir, "You're going to give this to me?" his tone couldn't hide his surprise.

"With this thing, you will be able to pass through the 'Kingdom of Light' silently. And when it comes to assassinating 'Deathknell,' he will be a little more sure," the Pale Lord asked again, "How, would you like to do it?"

"Good. The Lord of Shadows pondered for a moment and nodded solemnly. The Veil of a Thousand Faces, but the companion of the Pale Lord, is like the lantern that the 'Death Bell' rarely leaves his hand, and it is infinitely useful, even containing the original power of its owner.

The Lord of Shadows even thinks that the pale Veil of a Thousand Faces is more suitable for him than his own Wings of the Night.

And among the evil gods, there is no borrowing of a saying, since the pale lord sent his hand, he has no intention of going back, this sincerity, so he finally decided to assassinate the evil god "Death Knell".

Early in the morning of December 14th.

The Snowton cavalry set out again, with only a hundred miles left to reach the "Fortress of Sorrows", and by noon at most, they could enter the southern end of the corridor of Elendil and satisfy King Nacini's curiosity.

Due to the cloudy clouds and low visibility, the holy light in the direction of Rankine did not attract too many people's attention. However, the people in the surrounding area of Rankine were still excited, and they believed that their archbishop had a plan to break the enemy, just like in those critical moments in the past.

In this way, the prestige of Inedil was established again and again, but providence made people, and under the rule of the archbishop who worked so hard, the shape of the Holy See of Light became worse and worse, until today's predicament.

As the prayers continued, the Priesthood joined in and began to chant solemn hymns. The "Stairway to Heaven" is stretching faster, and there is no end in sight when everyone looks up.

But Innedil closed his eyes and estimated the moment using the method taught by the Pale Lord, only to find that the situation was not optimistic, and after half a day and a night, the length of the "ladder to heaven" was less than half.

He shouted in a clear voice, and even the New Army of Light, who was overseeing it, and the bishops sitting on the platform, bowed their heads and prayed to contribute their own strength.

On such a sacred and solemn occasion, even people whose faith is not pious enough can feel a little bit in vain, and the power of faith in their bodies is squeezed out, and the great array of divine magic is continuously transmitted to Innedir.

On this day, the world did not care about Ranken, but Rankin will shock the world.

White Tower, Dome Hall.

"It's quite a big noise," Silves leaned against the railing, he looked at the large array north of the city, and asked casually, "But looking at this situation, I'm afraid I won't be able to reach the 'Bright Heavenly Kingdom' before noon, right?"

"Don't worry," said the Pale Lord with a nonchalant smile, "in another hour, the first snow will fall." ”

"What's the relevance?" asked Silves, puzzled, "When the snow falls, the sky is cloudy, and when the sky is cloudy, the sun and moon have no light, and the power of the Holy Light will be suppressed." ”

"You don't know that the founding day of the Church of Light is the first snow," said the Pale Lord, pointing to the sky, "and this white snow is falling from the sky. ”

Silves shrugged, he didn't understand, but he didn't want to ask again. Anyway, it won't be long before a hint of a qiē is over.

At the same time, the fortress of sorrow.

"The first snow is a sign of the coming of winter," the evil god 'Deathknell' finally stopped his movements, he sat on a high platform, looked up at the sky, and said slowly, "For the human race in the past, this is the beginning of despair, countless people will freeze to death and starve to death in the cold winter...... But when they built houses, harvested crops, and raised livestock, winter became the most peaceful time, and they looked forward to the day again......"

"Despair and disappointment coexist, this is the day of the first snow," he paused, and continued, "The Lord of Light chose this day to establish the Church is not only a commemoration of the 'Dark Millennium', but also a vision of a better future, his moral has been realized, the Church of Light has indeed achieved extraordinary achievements, but everything has a limit, and now it is time to start over." ”

The four people next to him, the white-haired knight and the barbarian girl, the evil god "Mud" and Ventrov, were all quietly listening to the "death knell" talk about the ancients. If you want to find a scholar who is most familiar with human history, it is not someone else, it is the old tall and thin evil god in front of you.

"The 'Kingdom of Bright Heaven' is about to descend into the world, if I remember correctly, there are three hundred and sixty-five people in the 'Valhalla Legion'," the old man rubbed the old lamp, his voice low and hoarse, "Three hundred and sixty-five legendary masters, even if the success rate of possession is only half, the Snowton Empire is no match...... But it didn't matter, because soon, Nacini would find out what was more desperate. ”

"Big brother," Ventrov stepped forward and bowed respectfully, "Nacini is leading an army towards the Fortress of Sorrow, numbering between thirty thousand and fifty thousand. At the behest of Knell, he scattered the Shadow Eaters for hundreds of miles around, and these stealthy flying insects were the most suitable for the role of scouts.

"Very good," said the evil god Deathstroke, smiling, "that way, he will soon find out about the gift I have prepared for him." ”

"Do you need your subordinates to line up in advance?" asked Jerseyval.

"Go," the old man said as he turned, turning to Bai Ji, "and you go and help him." ”

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

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