I'm such an old god, so sorry

In the Hall of View, Gedassah met the Holy Order Knights of Erras, a team of about twenty people, led by two knights of the Guardian, a golden-inch hair and a determined face There is a tall knight, and there is also a girl knight with platinum side ponytail and eyes like a gloomy ice.

"Your Majesty Gaidasa, I am Chris of the Holy See of Light."

The tall knight bowed slightly.

"Dukefina."

The girl with cold eyes said, her tone was equally cold, without the sacred warmth of the Holy See, but rather like a Knight of the Night God of the Holy See.

"His Majesty should have known our intentions and made a reply."

Chris was concise, and took out a snow-white letter from the inner lining of the knight’s trench coat. Although there is a more convenient terminal communication, international diplomacy needs formality. Gedassah personally wrote a reply and sent it to the teacher using the teleportation array. Country to go.

Seeing the letter he wrote in the morning appeared in front of him, the corners of Gaidasa's mouth twitched inadvertently, and his mood was a little mixed.

"Naturally, this is the Nightmare of the White Dragon. In fact, I also knew that it turned out to be the ancient dust of the Shibaizer Empire."

Gaidasa sighed and handed over the brave sword that had been prepared.

"This is not simply a legacy of ancient times."

Before touching the Nightmare of the White Dragon, Decafina said, her eyes scanned back and forth on the exquisite sword:

"The core creation of the Shibaizer Empire has this shape. There is no doubt that it is it that caused a huge blue reaction."

Chris' eyes shuddered when he heard the words, but after the White Dragon Nightmare, he cautiously perceives Dukefina's opinions.

Since the Holy Land sent them to investigate, it is not only because of their identity as the apologist, but also because of their familiarity with the blue blood, especially De Kefina, a rare expert on Shibaizel issues in the Holy See.

Decafina and Chris have joined hands to input the sacred power of the light flame vein. If the blue power is still stored in the White Dragon Nightmare, or if it is connected with the space-based base station of the star realm, it will have a violent reaction.

However, Xiude had already carefully disconnected the link to the White Dragon Nightmare, and now this sword is really just a work of art.

As a result, there was naturally no response. Then the two paladins took out various instruments to detect the White Dragon Nightmare in front of Gedassah. The feedback they received all showed that this is an ordinary ritual. The sword, even if there is something special, is just an instrument that has exhausted all its energy and damaged it.

"...There is nothing wrong with the sword of brave in your country, but to be on the safe side, please allow me to wait for a while in Agalon."

Returning the Nightmare of the White Dragon to Gaidasa, Dekefina gave a sharp glance.

"Please, I have arranged a place for you to live."

Gaidasa replied that he had known such a question a long time ago, and any investigation of the religious state must be thoroughly clarified, and will never let a trace of the blue-blooded person pass.

After being caused by the blood worship, Agaloner was mixed with the aura of blue blood everywhere, and the Holy Cleric army did not come and stationed in Agaloner to give face to the name of Dragon Knight.

The strength of the religious nation is undoubtedly, the chief hegemony of Ainfal has no other requirements, just hopes to put an end to the traces of the Lord of the Blue. If this is not enough, don't blame the Alliance of Holy War warnings.

"Thank your Majesty for your hospitality. After the task I am waiting for is over, if there is no problem, Ellas will give a corresponding apologize."

The two knights of the apologist turned and left, there was no nonsense in the whole process, and they looked like they were doing business.

Coming out of the Hall of View, the Radiant Holy See mission first went to the residence in the palace. If no surprise, they would have to search around Agalon for some time.

"Your Majesty... doesn't look like a lie."

"As far as the intelligence of the religious nation knows, the Dragon Knight in the north is a pure warrior. The possibility of playing small moves under the eyes of the religious nation is extremely low, but it does not rule out the possibility that Gedasa will be deceived. A thorough investigation was carried out in the Agalon area. Everyone, every building, every inch of land could not be let go."

Chris was taken aback when he heard the words, and said: "Then we need to apply for more manpower."

"It doesn't have to be too much, you can get twice the result with half the effort with the right technology."

Decafina shook her head, her cold voice was like an awl knocking on the ice, crisp and abrupt.

"By the way, Fina...Do you believe that this was done by the blue blood? It didn't hurt the alien race, but saved the people in the north."

The causes and consequences of the commotion in Agaloner had been clarified on the way, and Chris couldn't imagine that the madmen of the Restoration Army would deliberately help the aliens.

There is no possibility that Gedassah will collude with the blue-blooded. Those blue-blooded people who have endless hatred for foreign races are by no means tarnishing their own purity. Even if they are used for a short period of time, they will be covered when the storm subsides. How could it be possible that Dassa and the first class died in the pit, leaving the ancient dust of the Shibaizer Empire in Agalon.

"Who knows? Blue-blooded people are crazy family members that can't be predicted. Even if they develop no matter how brilliant civilization and prosperous culture is, they will fall into bloody sacrifices and crazy worship because of their buried nature."

Decafina paused, squinting at Chris with a cold look:

"Compared to this commotion, I am more concerned about what happened on the continent of Melomo."

"Melomo continent?"

The tall knight was a little surprised. After all, the continent separated by the endless sea is too far away and unfamiliar. Compared with the Ainfar continent, the center of the main plane, the rest of the place is far behind. The belief in the gods of order does not extend. Wherever they go, the Knights of the Church will not pay too much attention.

"The archbishops and priests have indeed mentioned the Melomo Continent many times recently, and I heard that they have suffered a lot of disaster."

Decafina stopped, and glanced at her companion with a strange look:

"Your magic terminal information database... hasn't been updated for a long time, right? At the last Symmetra meeting, you should have learned that the situation in Melomo continent can no longer be described as disaster."

"...But, on the verge of destruction."

Chapter 2 Old Hutt

"Patter--"

There was a thick bloody color in front of him. Oudehert labored to pull the rusty mace from the bloody monster corpse. His sore limbs told him that his brain could no longer continue to move, but Oudehert couldn’t. Rest, you cannot relax your vigilance for a moment.

Surrounded by a scene of purgatory, disgusting tentacles and organs mixed with blood on the blue brick floor, Oudehert tried to resist his vomiting impulse, shielded the irritating stench that penetrated into the nasal cavity, and ignored humans and humans. The intertwined corpses of monsters stepped into the dilapidated house.

After rummaging through the cabinets, Oudehert finally found a few bottles of anti-inflammatory drugs in a small clinic in this country.

With a light sigh, Oudehert looked around at an abandoned town. He had been here as an intern pastor. At that time, it was the center of the surrounding countryside, with a total of more than 3,000 people. Residents.

But now, all are dead.

Either it turned into a monster with bloody tentacles in the initial collapse, or was tortured crazy by the subsequent whispers, or was killed by the monster.

When he remembered that he could come to this town for a holiday a few weeks ago, but now he could only see the corpses and broken walls everywhere, the corners of Oudecht's eyes couldn't help but wet.

The priest walked on the country road in a daze, and the surrounding green grass was still so dense, but there were more corpses that could be seen everywhere.

The disaster happened so quickly. In just a few hours, the world view that Odekhter had built for decades was completely destroyed, the ground began to tremble, the sky began to burn, the kingdom fell... even the gods fell. .

And those terrible mutations began to happen to the surviving people. Odekhter once saw a man grow a huge tumor from his body without warning, and it came out like a fountain of dark blood.

Then the mutated monster destroyed all the church armaments around it, and then walked away.

Wiping his wet tears, Oudehert cheered up when he saw his church spire.

He can't help but cheer up, because Oudekhter is not alone.

The small church in the country has a mud wall built in the front and back yards. The defensive ability is almost ineffective, but at least it can give people a weak sense of security.