Sky Dragon Rider

There was a commotion among the crowd watching the behemoth outside the "Holy Grail" square. Suddenly seeing a person in black armor in the bright and holy "Rangarondori" made them feel a dazzling and disgusting feeling that the city of light was defiled.

"The ominous black armor should be the fallen Dark One!"

"What are they doing here? Surrender? Are they here to demonstrate to control such a huge monster?"

"Should be purified! Unforgivable!"

"Evil shall be judged!"

"Sinners should be punished! Go back! You are not allowed to wear black armor in the City of Light. This is a blasphemy against God! A blasphemy against the light!"

If it weren't for the nearby knights and soldiers of the Court of Light keeping separate and vigilant, the civilians might rush up excitedly, strip off the black armor on the opponent, throw it into the holy fire to purify it into ashes, and give them a severe lesson This ignorant guy.

"No, no, you are wrong, he is not a dark one! He has the power of light and is a warrior of God!"

Unexpectedly, a weak voice of defense sounded from the crowd, but it was quickly drowned out by the anger of more people.

"Meridor! Stop shouting, they won't be able to hear you, and even if they do, they won't believe you."

Brother Schill tugged at the little nun who was dressed in a white robe beside him with an eager expression, and shook his head at her.

"But, they misidentified the person. It is clearly Lord Molin. He possesses the power of light. Wearing a black armor does not mean that he is a dark one!"

The little nun Melidor, who followed Brother Schill to the city of light "Rangarondori" to participate in the sacrifice ceremony and the selection of the saint, couldn't believe that these people in front of her saw good people as bad people, just because of that armor. .

The scene she saw completely overturned her understanding of the kindness and politeness of the residents of the City of Light.

"Don't worry. With the protection of the holy knights and soldiers, Lord Molin will be fine, and the Pope and the bishops will also be aware of the details, and will not wrong Lord Molin."

See this lineup on the "Holy Grail" square.Brother Schill knew that the high-level officials of Shenting must have known about this time, otherwise they would not have greeted them so grandly.

He then went on to say to the little nun: "When you come to the City of Light this time, you must behave well. If you can become the saint of the court, you can find a way to try to make these civilians more rational and teach them to be more rational. Distinguish between true light and darkness."

"Yes! Brother Schill. I will definitely work hard!"

Little nun Melidor thought for a while, clenched her fists, and nodded vigorously.

The monk is right. Only by standing in the position of the Holy Maiden of Light can more people be taught to distinguish between right and wrong and good and evil. During this process, many things need to be learned and more efforts must be made.

Brother Schill's demeanor was astonishing. Not only did he easily stop the little nun Melidor's impulse, but he also successfully aroused her hard work.

The two quickly disappeared into the crowd and left the "Holy Grail" square.

"Look. The people in the City of Light are very enthusiastic!"

The previous generation "Adjudicator of the Holy Light", Okoro once again returned to "Rangarondoli", straddling the horse, his face showed a triumphant look, and he felt like a hero who was welcomed by the crowd .

The only slight regret is that not many beautiful girls came up to welcome them with flowers.That would be even more perfect.

Although there are no fresh and fragrant petals, there are others, such as...

"Devil! Get out of the Holy Land of Light!"

With an exceptionally loud shout from outside the isolation wall formed by the soldiers, an egg flew across a parabola.

The warmth of this welcome was unexpectedly chic!

Lord "Judger of the Holy Light", who never thought he would be "attacked" in the City of Light, was stunned. Fresh egg whites and yolks slowly slipped down from his forehead, but it's a pity that rotten eggs are not always available.

"Shit, damn it!"

The earthworm-shaped blue veins visible to the naked eye jumped up on his face, and the five-foot-high white battle qi burst directly from the old mason's body.Even the war horse under the crotch was wrapped in together, as if a knight's torch was lit on the spot, which made people terrified.

The egg white, yolk, and eggshell were instantly shattered by the violent fighting spirit, and scattered in the air, leaving only a faint eggy smell in the air.

An invisible imposing pressure spread.The cavaliers who accompanied him nearby let out a panicked neigh on their horses, stamped their hooves and retreated hurriedly.

Only the war horse driven by Okoro continued to move forward without seeming to be frightened.

"Woo! Whoa! Whoa!"

The knights yelled and pulled the reins, while comforting their mounts, they avoided the strong man who was falling into a rage.

Lin Mo was also a little surprised that the old man Okoro was able to erupt such a powerful and terrifying battle qi flame. It seemed that it was not only at the level of the second rank, but judging by its strength, it clearly reached the level of the fourth rank.

The "Adjudicator of the Holy Light" was indeed worthy of his reputation, but a trace of doubt arose in his heart.

"Ah! It's light fighting spirit, so powerful!"

"Smashing the wrong person!"

The crowd in the vicinity immediately became chaotic, especially in the direction where the eggs were thrown, and the crowded figures were vaguely seen shaking quickly, and a man squeezed out of the crowd and fled to a nearby alley.

Obviously, he was the perpetrator.

Throwing eggs at the guests of the God Court in public, if you don't punish them properly, outsiders will definitely think that the city of light "Langarondoli" is a lawless place.

"Chase!"

A master knight pointed in the direction of the attacker, and several soldiers quickly pushed through the crowd and chased after them.

"Smash the one next to it, throw it!"

"Throw it together! Dark One, get out!"

There was a sudden shout from the crowd, and stones, eggs, vegetables...all kinds of messy things flew towards Lin Mo who was beside Okoro.

This time they were right. The people of the light who are jealous and vengeful cannot tolerate sand in their eyes. Even if they try their best to be punished by the court, they still have to give this fallen dark one a little color, so a colorful meteor shower crossed the sky. .

This bullet seems to be a bit big!

As for the strong man of light, the civilians are not afraid. Could it be that he can still kill in the city of light?

Not to mention the reputation of the powerful slaughtering unarmed civilians, I am afraid that even this block will never be left.

The City of Light is not an ordinary small place. Not only are there strong people like clouds, but the accumulation of foundations accumulated over time, even the powerful in the sky can't imagine running amok.

"Dragon General" meddled in calculating the location and appearance of the thrower in reverse based on the ballistic trajectory, but Lin Mo was not even interested in taking a look. He calmly raised his right hand and snapped his fingers lightly.

Snapped! ~

A light-element spell shield emitting a hazy white light blocked in front of him, and a mess of innocuous things hit it directly, crackling and falling to the ground.

Okoro, who originally thought that the light magic shield would also envelop him, had just restrained the fighting spirit on his body, but was once again unsuspectingly affected by innocent people, but his body was even more "tragic" than before.

"Boy! You, why do you only care about yourself?! Just now I blocked the disaster for you!"

The disfigured "Judger of the Holy Light" angrily questioned the selfish guy next to him. He never thought that he would receive such courteous treatment when he returned to the city of light after a long absence.

The war horse he was riding was also "wounded bravely". A juicy red fruit directly exploded its big head, blinked innocently, and neighed softly. Both the horse and the horse were in a state of embarrassment.

Fortunately, those divine court knights left early, so they were not affected.

"Does the second-tier powerhouse still need the protection of a second-tier trick like a magic shield?"

Although he was still wearing a tactical helmet, making his expression invisible, Okoro always felt that there was something inexplicable about the faint blue lights on the eyes of the opponent's face.

Wait, I seem to have forgotten something just now?

In the next second, he finally came to his senses, with an embarrassed expression on his face, and said embarrassingly, "I, I didn't do it on purpose!" It seemed that it was not Lin Mo who did nothing, but him.

He lost his mind and exposed his true strength for a moment. It would be strange if the other party didn't suspect him, and he felt uneasy, but Okoro refused to speak again, and put on an attitude that silence is golden, but it is still difficult to guarantee whether the other party will guess more. many.

Lin Mo didn't continue to ask questions noncommittally, and various thoughts were spinning in his mind.

The light spell shield floating in front of one person and one horse caused an uproar among the civilians outside the "Holy Grail" square. They stared at the spell shield faintly emitting light element waves with disbelieving expressions.

This second-level spell is very recognizable, and any official monk can release it. The commoners of the City of Light are very familiar with it.

The opponent's action just now was clearly releasing a spell, so there is no doubt that the one they regarded as the "fallen dark man" was actually a light-type spellcaster, only wearing a set of black knight heavy armor.

The civilians outside the soldiers' isolation line stopped shouting and cursing, and fell into a strange silence. A small light spell completely overturned their judgment.

Some civilians who threw things couldn't help but feel weak in their hearts. They are obviously the owners of the power of light, but they have to wear a black armor. This is simply a precursor to destroying the three views!

This is good, they have offended a strong man.

The escort team of the knights of the God Court quickly passed by the civilians, and nothing happened.

Until now, the other party has not looked at them. This is not generosity, but a kind of pride and disregard from above.

A group of weak ants are not worthy of attention in front of the Dragon Knight. The ants spit at humans contemptuously. Will humans pay more attention to it because of this? The answer is obviously no!

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