The twenty-first pope of the Great Church, Assi? Branchbert III, the 20-year-old girl, and the 80-year-old vicissitudes and precipitation of the female pope, is now in the cloud In the prayer room of the city. In the magnificent hall, she was alone.

She knelt down in the hall with a pious attitude, her hands on her chest, praying silently. The huge statues of the twelve holy spirit goddesses come to life, majestic and sacred, facing the female pope in the center of the hall, as if the goddesses have descended from the true gods, and they have watched their highest status in the world.

However, although kneeling on the ground in a humble and pious manner, the female pope's face did not have the "compassion" and "holiness" modeled by the clergy of Lu Xi's hometown. She closed her eyes and her face became more and more heavy, but she didn't have words in her mouth, and it was more like using the spiritual realm to communicate thinking with a higher existence. She also did not have the prohibition that "The Pope is retreating from the enlightenment, etc.", the expression on her face has changed from the initial dignity to consternation, helplessness, sorrow, pain, but again. When she became calm and determined, she opened her eyes and sighed, and the door behind her was pushed open.

The three batches of armored figures then entered the hall, and the room immediately echoed the sound of metal friction and the appearance of particularly heavy footsteps. These are two men and a woman, two human beings and a high elf, each of them is wearing a thick and heavy metal plate armor, with divine magic light patterns vaguely flowing on them, all with their own helmets. They were originally powerful knights of great strength, no matter how heavy the armor is, there should not be such a big movement when walking ... Perhaps, all the sounds are simply the wind and rain at this time. The illusion of Lou's condensed atmosphere and heavy pressure, right?

For the first man in silver, with a full body armor inlaid with gold rims and sacred coats, the hair has already been obviously white, and the face has been covered with the wrinkles left by the vicissitudes of time, but the body is still healthy Sober and calm like mountains. Facing the pope who seemed to be like his granddaughter, he bowed and saluted and reminded him in a low voice: "Xiao, the Templars have assembled."

"Something like that would happen ... Sure enough, it should come!" The Pope didn't turn her head, but groaned sighingly at the sky outside the window. At this time, it should have been the early morning when the sun was rising, but the sky was still gray and gloomy. The sun showed a little halo from the cloudy mist, but it was set off by the gloomy sky into a **** red that made people palpitate, more like depression.

"... So, Xia, let's go!" The elder Cavaliers said loudly: "I will personally lead the eight squadrons of Templars remaining in the Cloud City to the west coast of the Ilrist peninsula for defense! If ... if there is any failure in the Dragon Knights, we will inevitably keep the devil out of the world at the cost of life! "

"This has always been our duty! If something unpredictable, it also means that the Dragon Knights have all been killed in battle! I will bring my own manpower to the throat of the world at the fastest speed, the main force of the Knights Will be reconciled! "Another human knight who was slightly younger said loudly. His armor is more angular, with a bone amulet hanging around his neck. If you look closely, his eyes have a sharp and arrogant vertical pupil, which is a symbol of the dragon. This knight is clearly a dragon descent.

"Emergency notices have been sent to Auckland, Wikya, and the rest of the countries ... In addition, there is no news under the crown of Cardinal Staza and her men before entering the teleportation array. However, I will lead the rest The knights of the four squadrons continue to stand by in the Cloud City as the general reserve team of the whole army! "

"... you have worked hard!" The Pope whispered: "May the Holy Spirit and the Holy Light be equal to you!"

"The Holy Spirit and the Holy Light, the brilliance and the victory, will surely be equal to me!" Templar Commander Sir Monteban? St. Bernardine, Deputy Director General Sirahir? Mirsaddin, and the resident of the world Earl Errigal Sparrows, the long knight of the Throat Fortress, bowed and bowed to the Pope at the same time, and then left the hall of worship in strides.

Pope Yasima watched the backs of the knights disappear into his sight, gently waved his hand, and slowly lifted a mist of water in the crystal ball enshrined in front of the Statue of Brilliant. The most powerful caster in the world, Olucello Belencaster, revealed a vague figure from the mist.

"I have already contacted Yingjia on this side, and she will bring her men over to meet me as soon as possible, you don't need to worry."

This is the only good news today, but it is not the most important news the Pope wants to hear.

"Tell me, Olucello, what do you want to do?" The Pope whispered.

"Of course it is to do, the only thing you can do. You have your responsibilities, and I have my obligations." The voice of the Grand Magister sounded from the crystal ball: "... You know, I also have my own selfishness, if small Lu Xi knows that the portal he passed is the only one that can still run, and it is likely to only run once again. If there are no more than ten individuals that can pass at one time, the little guy must not go. But, I ’m really sorry, I ended up selfishly choosing my heir. "

"If only a group of people are destined to leave, then your young disciples, as young as his partners, are destined to be the only candidates. They are young, they are talented, they are so amazing, and they, Talent represents hope ... All the people present respect your choice! Or, they all thank you, Olucello, for the world to train such a talent who can trust the future! And I thank you too! " When Zong said here, he still couldn't help but sigh: "It's a mistake. The enemy not only wants to destroy the world's borders, but also wants to use this as a bait to keep us all the reinforcements!"

"Sorry, I still have to leave Sid and Lena to stay with me. They should be your most important friends and assistants? However, without them, I really don't have the confidence to save it all." Crystal Ball Orusello in the middle, once again sincerely apologize.

"... No, I admire them very much! Or, it's jealous."

Oulusello couldn't help but show a distressed smile: "When we were young, we made a lot of mistakes that only young people can make! If my little apprentice heard it, it would be really bad ..."

"No, Olucello, I am very young now! Only you are old!" The pope smiled.

This time, in the crystal ball, the old man's expression suddenly seemed more helpless. Then he recovered his smile, his face as if he was about to step on the battlefield, and nodded slightly: "After that, everything will trouble you, Yaxi!"

At that moment, the female pope felt sour and suddenly wanted to cry. She forgets the elite Templars who are gathering in the Cloud City, forgets the crisis facing the world, and just stares blankly at the old mage in the crystal ball, it seems that she wants to keep all his figures firmly in her heart. , Never forget... Then, she recovered all her calmness, and once again transformed into the pope who led the entire Great Church, Aspen? Branchbert III.

At the same time, in the square under the cloud city, the strength of the Great Church began to gather. A small amount of thick dragon chanting sounded just now, and it was covered by the more clear and high warhorse long hiss, and they merged into one piece, resounding in every corner of the whole Yunzhong City-that is Yunzhong City these The true mounts of the Templars and their most intimate comrades-in-arms, the glorious Lingma and the Yakong Shenma are proud and unyielding. These whole bodies are white, and even a glimmer of creatures flows on their bodies. Although they have the shape of war horses, they are actually celestial creatures such as light spirits and angels. Known as the "King of Warhorse", the Auckland Ceylon Warhorse, compared with them, seems to be a guardian dog than a tiger and lion.

Only the strongest, the most loyal, the most religious, giving up any material desire, and putting his life beliefs in the warrior who maintains the balance and security of the world, can he be recognized by the Holy Spirit and angels, and can sustain these powerful creatures in a short time Exists in the physical world. Templars only call for their arrival if they need to march urgently to the battlefield, or launch a decisive charge against a powerful enemy.

There are many knights with the title and abilities of the Templars. Most of them have the ranks, titles and enshrines of the nations. Before the Great Templar, they must first obey the orders and worldly constraints of the prince. For them, "Templar" is more like an honorary title. To distinguish between this group of "officially authorized doujin" and genuine products, it is very simple ... to see if they have the gods given by these gods.

The dragon fluttered its wings and left the cloud city, and rushed to the far west sky. That was the voice of the dragon knights stationed in the cloud city. Just the sound of more than twenty dragons traversing the sky shocked all the birds and tremblings around, but they did not dare to breathe.

However, they must be the last dragon knights to arrive on the battlefield. Almost at the same moment, a loud horn sounded at the Throat Fortress, the tallest tower. That horrible but terrible voice seemed to penetrate the sky instantly, echoing in every corner of the continent of Gabia. The dragons seemed to hear such a voice, or the call was sensed in the dark, and their heads were raised, either melodious, or majestic, or the fierce dragon chant sounded from all over the world. That was the response of the dragon knights stationed everywhere.

Then, the dragons supported their comrades and partners, slammed the wings that could easily smash the mountain peaks, and went straight to the sky.

However, these are already the power of the second echelon. Before this, all the dragon knights stationed in the throat of the world had all set off. Nearly a thousand heads of behemoths of different colors have gathered in the sky to form a large torrent of torrential sun, which rushes towards the destination in the west. Soon, the land and coastline were left behind by them, and a large ocean below has turned into a dark ocean, as if the ocean has been infected by the abyss, and there seems to be a mottled flame.

This place was originally called the ocean of the setting sun, or simply the "Western Ocean". After passing here, the waterway to the New West Continent has been found. It is naturally an ocean that is far more unpredictable than the star-falling sea and the sea of ​​stars. It is a sea of ​​change, but it is not a forbidden place where mortals cannot pass. In the memory of the Dragon Knights, this should be an endless blue sea, exuding a deep and mysterious charm.

This sea should not be like this!

The head of the Dragon Knights, Count Hector Vatican Aaron Fest sat on his dragon saddle and soared in the first of the huge Dragon Knights. It is really difficult for him to describe the mood at this time. He was originally a legendary warrior who has been through a battle. It should be reasonable that he should not be excited or nervous because of anything. However, when he asked himself again, he suddenly realized that the experience of leading almost all the main forces of the Dragon Knights to the battlefield seemed to have never been before. In fact, after the Qiming War, there was no longer any head of the Dragon Knights with such experience. Even the assembly of more than fifty dragon knights has not been seen for thousands of years.

"... It's so silent, it doesn't look like you!" The voice of his partner and comrade-in-arms, or Xi Luo Fu Na, who had a far more intimate relationship than his partner and comrades, rang in the heart of the dragon knight. The Dragon Knight and his partner can communicate with each other. This is an ability that is even more cost-effective and convenient than the spiritual link of the extraordinary caster.

"I'm thinking, will future generations look at our actions at this time, is it a group of heroes who save the world, or a group of incompetent people who struggled to die in the end?" Hector smiled mockingly: "I thought everything was under control It is totally impossible to be forced into this field. "

"Who thought that such a thing would happen?" Princess Shenglong's voice suppressed deeper sorrow and pain than his partner: "... originally thought that the child should live longer than me. "She then remarked:" However, the worst expectations have already happened, our duty is to make things not worse! "

"Yes, this is our duty! That's how it was when the Knights were established!" The Dragon Knight Commander murmured again.

Then, on the far side of the sky, the outline of the island gradually became clear, and it was reflected into a fiery red by the huge array of lights hanging upside down in its sky, breathing into the blood. The giant of flames slowly formed in the light of that circle, condensing from the shadow of nothingness to the entity visible to the naked eye.

The dragon knights stopped whispering, and the dragons stopped their dragon chants. They are warriors of extraordinary strength. They are great creatures of the golden race living at the top of the food chain. However, at that moment, they suddenly felt their own insignificance.

"It really is him!" Hector sighed.

"It is indeed him!" Princess Shenglong smiled wryly.

Silent fear and confusion lingered in the queue of the knights, but it was only a few seconds later, and was expelled by the sudden fighting intention and determination. They are indeed mortals, but they are mortals. In the face of those higher levels of evil, they have the symbol of not surrendering!

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"If it were him, more than half of his comrades would die here!" Knight Chief and Magic Advisor of the Knights, Sandra Delin? Moonstring, rode on the back of an ancient Emerald Dragon and said to her leader. There was still a smile on her face, and her voice was calm as if she were talking about today's dinner menu.

"However, I can guarantee that the regimental commander does not need me as a military judge to maintain discipline, nor will any comrades escape!" The Knight of Bellite? Frank Colt rides on the Taikoo Golden Dragon with calmness And a firm tone.

"I understand!" Hector smiled, and then he patted the dragon scale of the Holy Dragon gently: "So, Sifrona, my comrade, my partner, my ... lover! The past For thirty years, we have been fighting side by side. Now, are you willing to pass me side by side? "

"Am I always there? My love!"

"Will you be with me, comrades of the Knights?"

"Side shoulders to death!" The dragon knights responded rapturously, and the roar of the crotch dragon again rang through the sky again, as if blowing away the haze in the sky and the brewing. The most powerful evil!