Is the night devil queen me?

"You stay," the king said.

"His Royal Highness!" The guards panicked.

The king didn't speak, but just looked at them.

"Yes." The guards understood what he meant and could only back down.

The king knew in his heart that if the Holy Light Council really wanted to do something to him, there would be no need to bother him at all. It is estimated that no one would be able to stop him from directly entering the palace with the black-robed believer in front of him.

The black-robed envoy didn't speak, and his figure disappeared in front of their eyes between breaths.

The guards were shocked. With this kind of movement, it is estimated that there is no pressure to assassinate a few of them now.

The king pushed open the door of the church and walked in slowly.

In front of him was a thin figure in the uniform of an archbishop and a mask.

The king has an eighth level of strength, but the moment he entered the door, his breath was obviously let out.

The person in front of him is like a mountain, and he is just an ant under the mountain.

Is so small, so fragile.

"Lord Archbishop!"

The king knelt down to someone else for the second time.

The first time was after the defeat, facing the king of the Fiat Empire.

"Get up, my believer." The archbishop's voice was ethereal.

"Thank you, Archbishop." The king stood up excitedly.

"I summoned you, do you know why?"

"I'm stupid, please make it clear, Your Excellency the Archbishop."

"Hehe." The archbishop laughed, walked down, and said slowly: "You have always been the most honest believer in the Church of the Holy Light. I know your faithful belief. Last night, God issued a divine omen to me. .”

When the king heard this, he quickly knelt down again: "Pray for the light of God to guide me."

The archbishop nodded: "Our Church of the Holy Light has never got involved in disputes between continental empires, you know that."

"Yes, my lord."

"However, heresy has appeared in the Fiat Empire, and we have to deal with it."

The king's body moved imperceptibly, and he wisely did not answer, waiting for the archbishop to continue.

"You love the people very much. God knows this. In the country you rule, the people all respect the holy light. Compared with the fatuous king of the Fiat Empire, you are more suitable to be a real king."

The king understood what the archbishop meant and was ecstatic, but he didn't dare to intervene.

"The protector of the Fiat Empire, Lan Zero, is a heretic who signed a contract with the devil! Her king violated the teachings of the Holy Light and protected her!" The archbishop's voice suddenly became angry.

How could the king forget the name Lan Ling! ?

That was a nightmare he could not forget for a long time!

"Tell me, what should I do?" the archbishop asked slowly.

"The Fiat Empire needs to be baptized by the Holy Light!" the king replied righteously.

"That's right!" The archbishop's voice was serious: "This is God's will!"

"I wish to be the hammer of the holy light!"

"Very good, very good." The archbishop nodded with satisfaction.

As expected of the lord of a country, he is very upright.

"People of God, accept the grace of the Supreme Lord." The archbishop opened his hands, and a golden light flashed behind him.

The king knelt in front of him, not daring to move rashly.

The light shrouded the king, and he clearly noticed that his strength was improving rapidly.

The eighth level, the ninth level, the virtual saint, the holy level, the peak of the holy level!

He could no longer hide the excitement in his heart, and kowtowed to the archbishop: "Thank you for the grace of God!"

The archbishop knelt down and patted the king on the shoulder: "The black-robed emissary who brought you here just now is also a holy man. From now on, he will obey your orders."

The king's eyes widened, he couldn't believe his ears.

Two holy rank powerhouses! ?

God!

This strength is enough to equal the five great empires of the mainland!

The archbishop took out a plain wooden box from behind his back and handed it into the hands of the king.

dong dong...

dong dong...

What beats inside is the heart of a demon.

But the archbishop said to the king, "This is the heart of an angel."

"With this, there will be five ninth-level, virtual saint-level monsters who will obey your orders."

The king didn't know how to thank the archbishop anymore. His appearance suddenly seemed to be 20 years younger.

Yes, as long as the endless loyalty expressed by kneeling on the ground.

He looked up, that ugly face full of vengeance and desire.

The archbishop wears a mask, and inside, perhaps, is the endless hypocrisy in the depths of light.

The believers who believe blindly take over from the Lord of their own light, is desire and darkness.

Blind believers think that it is the light in the darkness.

The archbishop squatted there, the sun streaming in from the window, covering his back.

He blocked the light, and under his dark shadow was the loyal king.

…………

Fiat Imperial Palace.

The king sat on a tall golden dragon chair. This empty and gorgeous hall was quiet, as if life was forbidden, giving people an inexplicable sense of oppression, and it seemed difficult to breathe.

Beside the king stood a strong man in heavy armor with a tiger's head and a bear's back.

He is the general of this empire, with Carter who is one step away from the holy rank and the realm of the virtual saint.

blah blah blah...

A series of compact footsteps sounded, and eight men in clean white clothes walked in from the gate of the palace. They uniformly put on white cloaks, with a sword and a shield tattooed on their backs.

This is the symbol of the former Snelli Empire, but now it is only a subsidiary state of the Fiat Empire.

It is very disrespectful for them to wear clothes with their own country's logo when they meet their host country.

In the slightly dim hall, they were like eight white ghosts.

The clattering sound of the cloak stopped, and the eight men stopped neatly at the same time, and they saluted in unison.

Except for the person at the back who couldn't see his cheek clearly, he didn't salute, and the others raised their hats.

"See Your Royal Highness."

The leader is a handsome middle-aged man, his voice is magnetic, and it is very clear in the hall.

"Oh...what's the matter?" The king spoke, his voice was as strong and powerful as thunder.

He didn't bother to name their attire.

"Take off your clothes, dependent country." Carter frowned and said in a deep voice.

The middle-aged man smiled and ignored Carter.

Carter was furious, and just about to drink, the king waved his hand.

"State the purpose of your trip."

"Thank you, Your Majesty the King." Siding said sincerely, and immediately put on a smiling face: "You are still so powerful. There are rumors that you are sick, so I know it is a rumor. Like Your Majesty, if you see a serious illness, you will probably have to go around a bend."

The king didn't speak, just looked at him lightly.

The middle-aged man was not embarrassed, straightened his clothes, and said slowly: "His Royal Highness King Snart, let me convey something."

"Oh? What a majesty!" Carter snapped, "You didn't come by yourself!"

"Of course, how could His Royal Highness submit the declaration of rupture in person?" the middle-aged man said unhurriedly.

"What!?" Carter raised his eyebrows: "Do you know what you are talking about!? A dependent country!?"

"Please pay attention to your words and deeds." The voice of the middle-aged man became a little cold: "The Snelli Empire, starting today, officially becomes an independent empire!"

"Oh?" The king narrowed his eyes, like a lion staring at its prey: "Break the agreement? Have you forgotten that you were once a defeated country?"

"The Snelli Empire will restore its former dignity!" The middle-aged man stood up and puffed out his chest.

"Hahaha! Interesting!" The king burst out laughing suddenly, his voice was deafening.

Carter knew that Wang was angry.

"Declaration of war!?" The king stopped laughing and stared at the middle-aged man.

Whoa!

The middle-aged man took out the previous armistice agreement and tore it to pieces in front of the king.

He has already made his point.

Carter grimaced.

"Experience the despair and fear of the past! The Snelli Empire!" the king said lightly, turned around and left.

The middle-aged man sneered and left with the other seven people.

On the ground, only the torn armistice agreement remained.

The horn of war has been sounded!

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Chapter 3 Heroes

The sky is still sunny.

Lilith walked in the long corridor, yawned, and stretched out under the warm light, like a black cat, revealing a lazy beauty.

Today is a rare rest day after the war, and both Vivienne and Tina are busy with other things.

Lunyue is like a sleepy god who has been sleeping for thousands of years. She will not give up until she breaks the big bed, and she can't wake up no matter how much she screams.

After all, she was tired, so Lilith let her continue to sleep.

As a result, Lilith was left alone, and she decided to give herself a day off.

She is in a good mood, both sides of the corridor are full of flowers and plants, and the faint fragrance of flowers permeates the air, which makes people feel sweet, and the cheerful bird calls are like music played by nature.

"Drink! Ha! Drink! Ha! Drink! Ha!"

There was a sound of orderly shouts, very powerful, a group of knights with shirtless upper body were practicing, they were sweating, their muscular and muscular lines were well defined, causing the maid who was drying the clothes to cast admiring gazes from time to time.

Occasionally, a provocative look from the knights made the faces of these spring-like maids blush even more.

Lilith continued to move forward.

The palace is huge, with smooth marble, dark golden pillars, gorgeous decorations, and flickering magic lanterns. It is quiet and scary.

A gust of cold wind blew by, and Lilith sneezed.

"Ok?"

Lilith stopped. She felt that something was wrong. It was so hot just now, but now the icy wind was blowing, and it was still biting cold.

She raised her head, but saw an incredible picture.