After listening to Belisarius's report, Justinian frowned.

The recent explosion that produced huge waves and a large amount of seawater poured into the city was not good news in any way. As the center of the Byzantine city and the symbol of power, the Sacred Palace was not accessible as a conqueror, which overshadowed his great achievements.

However, there was no way to do this, and the young king thought for a moment, so he had to nod and say, "In this case, I am temporarily stationed in the Church of the Holy Apostles, and you are responsible for arranging some manpower to go to the port and various drainage channels to prevent flooding, and order the magician regiment to drain the stagnant water that has been poured into the city as soon as possible." Before noon tomorrow, I hope that everything will return to normal in Byzantium, and then I will have a grand triumphal ceremony in front of the gates of the Holy Palace!"

Then he comforted Belisarius and said, "You have the greatest credit for this victory, and I will not forget it." When the war is over, I will appoint you governor of the entire Balkan continent!"

The marshal perked up and immediately nodded in agreement: "Bixia, please rest assured, I will definitely restore Byzantine City to normal as soon as possible!" As for governing the Balkan Continent, since Bixia has entrusted me with this important task, I swear to do everything I can to help Bixia restore the former glory of the empire, even if it is at the cost of my life!!"

Justinian smiled and was about to continue his encouragement, but at this moment, a huge light suddenly burst out in the distant sky! This light was even more intense than the explosion not long ago, and the whole night sky was illuminated as bright as day, even the Nicene army in the Byzantine city could see it clearly!

Justinian and Belisarius glanced at each other, and the expressions on their faces were pale under the astonishing firelight!

The young king only felt a strong uneasiness welling up in his heart, and he opened his mouth, but before he could speak, there was a continuous and earth-shattering explosion in the distance!

For a time, nearly 100,000 Nicene troops stationed in the city fell like dominoes. The earth cracked in a trembling crack, and a large number of warriors who could not escape screamed and fell into the abyss. The surrounding buildings shook violently, then collapsed and collapsed with a terrible roar, the wind blew up countless sand and stones, and the warriors who had managed to escape from the crack in the ground were hit by boulders flying everywhere like cannonballs, and were crushed to pieces!

Justinian and Belisarius, with their strength, were not injured on the side of the explosion, and they retreated to an open and flat plateau under the protection of some of the elite Praetorian Guards. The young king looked into the distance, and saw that the chaotic city was like a hell on earth, and the screams and cries for help rang out one after another, and every second a large number of lives were devoured, and blood stained the earth red!

"My god of light!, what the hell is going on?!" asked the young king, staring blankly at the miserable situation before him, as if talking to himself......

To the north of Byzantium, the Patriarch of the Orthodox Church, Bartholo Maw, and four metropolitans were also affected by the explosion. Due to their strength, they only suffered some minor injuries, but the holy clothes on their bodies were all damaged in the explosion, and their gray faces looked quite embarrassed.

At this time, they were on the periphery of the crater created by the explosion, and they were also affected by the shock wave, and they were pushed some distance in the other direction. Seeing Elrens and the others in the distance calmly leaving, Bartholomo looked at the other party's distant back with a solemn expression, but he didn't take action for a long time.

A metropolitan beside him hurriedly persuaded: "Your Majesty, let's hurry up and pursue, otherwise they will run away!"

Bartholomo shook his head and said in a deep voice, "Forget it, let them go." ”

The four Metropolitan Patriarchs looked at each other and couldn't help but ask, "What if Weishenme doesn't pursue, with the strength of a few of us, plus the blessing of the God of Light, it shouldn't be difficult to destroy these enemies." If they successfully break through like this, I'm afraid there will be trouble in the future!"

The Ecumenical Patriarch was silent for a while, and replied, "Do you remember the Black Sea Dragon Island?"

When the four Metropolitan Patriarchs heard this, they were all very puzzled: "What is Your Majesty talking about is the territory of the legendary evil Black Dragon King Dak Discalyp?"

"That's right, the direction of these three black dragons ......" Barthorumo stretched out his hand and pointed ahead, "It is the location of the Black Sea Dragon Island." ”

The metropolitans were awe-inspiring in their hearts, the meaning of the crown of the universal patriarch was already very obvious, and the three black dragons in front of them were likely to come from the Black Sea Dragon Island!

Nearly a century ago, Dragon Island was led by the Black Dragon King Dak Discalypse to invade the countries near the Black Sea. As a result, many ethnic groups were exterminated, once extremely prosperous cities were destroyed, and the war brought great disasters to the people, with countless deaths and injuries, which are still fresh in my memory!

And the main shili range of the Bright Orthodox Church happens to be located where the Black Dragon King's iron hooves are heading. In that era of hard fighting, the Orthodox Church and Dragon Island launched a fierce battle to the death, and it was always difficult to distinguish the winner from the loser. Fortunately, at this time, the Black Dragon King's ambition was extremely inflated, and when the southern front of the Black Sea was still unresolved, he extended his black hand to the Shili range of the Western Bright Heaven Sect, and as a result, Dragon Island was attacked by a sneak attack, and the losses were extremely heavy. Since then, Dack Deswan has retreated to his lair to lick his wounds, and has never started a war again.

Thinking of this, the Metropolitan looked at each other a few times and asked hesitantly: "But in the past century, the Black Dragon King has died down, if this operation to assist the Templars to break through is indeed involving Dragon Island, what is its purpose, can it be said that he is already preparing to participate in the war?"

After pondering for a moment, Bartholu replied, "Now that the organization on Shijie can send three black dragons at once, I'm afraid it's hard to find it except for Dragon Island, so they must be the most suspicious. However, whether the Black Dragon King has decided to participate in the war has not been determined. Whatever their intentions, we must be cautious, for we may fall into the trap of the enemy before the enemy's situation is known. Now that the head of the Knights Templar has been killed by us, and Bixia's request is halfway completed, let's go back and think about it in the long run. ”

The metropolitans nodded their heads, since Jacques de Molay was dead, what could the rest of the little girl who beat Nomia do? There was no need to lay down his life for her!

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