I have a role in the heavens

Natasha looked at the nobles with a strong and oppressive look, like the roar of a knight before charging, shocking people.

"There is a new era ahead, and everything old will eventually be abandoned!"

"Who is in favor of my decision and who is against it?"

The nobles looked at the gorgeous but majestic self-revelation, and one couldn't help but crawl at the feet of Her Majesty the Queen, thinking about the various benefits that would be obtained by following her, and looking at the scene of the kingdom of heaven on the ground rapidly shattering and the huge mushroom cloud outside. Including the Duke of Ctonia, Duke Sollenfen, Duke James and other nobles, all knelt down on one knee. Only Duke Rex sat helplessly.

Duke Rex sighed softly, looked at the contract sword in Natasha's hand, then looked at Ivan Vincent standing in Arlinge, and finally knelt down and said in unison.

"Follow Her Majesty the Queen to the death!"

The news spread to several other countries through electromagnetic waves and magic circles, and the frenzy of change set off, which was simply unstoppable.

Duchy of Calais, Cux, inside the House of Nobles.

The Epic Knight's Twilight Song, Yourcenar exhaled softly, without any hesitation anymore, walked to the Grand Duke of Calais, knelt down on one knee, and spoke loudly.

"Your Majesty, the old era has ended and a new era is coming. Please order the expulsion of the radical southern churches and retain only the moderate sects as the state religion!"

With the leader in charge, all the nobles left their seats, knelt down on one knee and spoke to the Grand Duke of Calais.

"Your Majesty the Grand Duke, please order us to welcome the new era!"

The voices of the nobles merged into one voice and echoed in the hall of the House of Representatives. It was like a rolling wave. Anyone who dared to block it would be completely submerged and become a burial victim of the old era!

The Grand Duke of Calais put away his wry smile. When the shackles of the old era are broken, all the past orders will be reorganized. At this time, the kings and grand dukes will continue to follow the trend of the times, and those who go against the wishes of all nobles will collude with the church. The lackeys must be eliminated. All rights are based on strong strength and strict order, and his family currently has no epic knights. Therefore, when this old order is washed away, the only thing he can do is to stand up and declare loudly.

"I, the contemporary Grand Duke of Calais, order the expulsion of the Southern Church and retain the moderate sects!"

"I swear to the Lord of Hell with my soul and destiny that I will return the rights to everyone just like the Kingdom of Holm!"

Yourcenar and all the nobles smiled with relief and agreed.

"Swear to the death to follow His Majesty the Grand Duke!"

Buryan capital, Salivar.

Void Hammer Bedrenka and Calamity Knight Bashor led all members of the Noble House to kneel on one knee in front of King Briana and said solemnly.

"Your Majesty the King, this is an unstoppable change of the times. Please make a decision as soon as possible. If the Parliament wins the war on its own, what value does our existence have?"

Kingdom of Camelot.

With a bright smile on his face, the Life Reaper knelt in front of King Camelot together with the nobles and petitioned.

"Your Majesty the King, the coming of a new era is unstoppable. We must be prepared to welcome it. Please order the assistance to the Magic Council as soon as possible!"

Northland coastal corridor, capital of the League of Cities, Kerswick.

Lady Burning, Lord of Kerswick, received the information returned from Holm, Brianna, Camelot, and Calais. She stood up with a smile like a red rose and announced to the other nobles in the House.

"I smell the breath of the new era, so I will assist the Magic Council and transform the form of the City Alliance. Do you object?"

"Everything must be obeyed by the lord."

At this time, whoever dared to object among the nobles knelt down and agreed.

A sun rose that made everyone's eyes lose their color, and then a strange mushroom cloud appeared in the sky, which was heart-stopping and shocking.

The ocean of holy light shook violently, and was swept away in just an instant. The kingdom of heaven on earth began to disintegrate, with dense cracks appearing like glass.

Mercantron, who opened the heaven on earth with his own power as the fulcrum, immediately turned extremely dim with his thirty-six wings, spitting out a mouthful of rich and brilliant golden blood, swaying like tree branches in the energy storm and terrifying high temperature. Mercantron had a pious look on his face, with his hands crossed, lying on the ground, and chanting in a low voice.

"Whoever recites your name will be protected from all harm."

Ripples and blurry colors that do not belong to this world quickly emerged from Mercantron's body. The target was the super-large teleportation array below. With crackling sounds, the heaven on earth completely cracked. The power of Ivan's big fireball rolled toward Lenta. In various places, cracks like the back of a turtle appeared on the periphery of the super large teleportation array. It was about to be completely destroyed, but it was narrowly blocked by Mercantron's divine protection.

However, Mercantron didn't feel comfortable either. He spat out a mouthful of golden blood again, his aura significantly reduced.

After the energy of the explosion broke the heaven on earth, the remaining energy storm continued to rage, and the magical barrier that had fully opened Lentat was also blown to pieces, crumbling, and finally slowly disappeared.

The west side of Rentat City was almost undamaged, but the vast aristocratic district in the east of the city was almost razed to the ground. If the legendary battle before had not caused the remaining personnel to flee one after another, either to the west of the city or to Nexor Palace, I'm afraid there will be serious casualties.

With the extension of the core magical defense layer, the Nexor Palace finally blocked the aftermath of the explosion and was well preserved.

The nobles looked at the scene outside with heartache. The noble east district was almost razed to the ground. The villas, treasures, and collections were all gone!

At the core of the explosion, the smoke cleared, and the Holy Avenger Melmoth emerged in an unusually embarrassed manner. Only a few fragments of his legendary armor were left embedded in his body. Half of his body was completely vaporized, and his aura dropped sharply. Fortunately, The long sword in his right hand was only severely damaged but not destroyed. Due to the serious injury, his strength was only at the level of the legendary peak.

Melmoth's condition was relatively good, but the two people behind him were more seriously injured. Anasta and Maria were scorched black, and they continued to use magic to heal themselves. Their power of faith seems to be drying up, and their strength has regressed by one level. This is thanks to Melmoth standing in front of them, otherwise they will be permanently downgraded.

As for Anthony and Augusta, who were a little further away from Melmoth, they had disappeared without leaving even a trace.

"Two saints!"

Seeing this result, Melmoth's eyes turned red, his heart ached so much that he couldn't breathe, and his heart was contracting crazily. Suddenly, he felt something, looked up at the sky, and saw Benedict II slowly emerging but extremely weak and old.

"His Majesty the Pope!"

At this moment, a series of explosions occurred in the city of Rentat. The bodies of twenty cardinals, more than a hundred bishops, and thousands of priests who had been sacrificed and martyred all exploded, as if due to the backlash caused by the shattering of the kingdom of heaven on earth. .

These explosions were strange and inexplicable, and they did not harm anyone around them. The blood that exploded flew into the air, rolled together, and transformed into a strange dark red door with extremely chaotic symbols painted on it.

The door was suddenly pushed open, and a monster appeared. Its palm slowly stretched out. It couldn't be described in words because it was too chaotic. It had hundreds of eyes, a dozen heads, and the hands and feet of countless creatures. On top of a ball of meat, it is still changing from time to time.

As soon as He appeared, disorderly chaos and evil spread out, shrouding the Pope like a black ball. If the Lord of Hell represents sins committed for a certain purpose and a certain desire, then He is Chaos of killing and destroying without any purpose, simply for the sake of killing and destroying.

"The will of the abyss!"

Faced with such an attack, Pope Benedict II looked unusually solemn.

At this time, the sun disappeared in the sky, and a bright silver moon fell down, aiming directly at Benedict II!

The Will of the Abyss and the Lord of Silver Moon took action at the same time, hoping to take this opportunity to kill Pope Benedict II and kill him while he was sick!

The members of the College of Cardinals are full of fear and worry. If the Pope dies here, he will be the first Pope to die on the battlefield in history. This will cause an immeasurable blow to the confidence of the church, and if the will of the abyss After winning against the Lord of Silver Moon, it is still a question of how many of these clergy members can go back alive.

Seeing that the situation was so unfavorable, Mercantron, the King of Angels, had no more thoughts of consuming the Church's legends. After all, if a few more Holy Spirit Priests and Holy Knights were lost, without enough power to frighten the enemy, the Church would definitely end up with the magic of the past. The empire fell into disgrace and everyone pushed down its walls.

At that time, the Dark Council, the Northern Church, and the Magic Council will surely swarm in like tiger sharks that have smelled blood. No matter how the King of Angels’ plan is said, it must be attached to the behemoth of the Church.

"Concentrate to the teleportation array and return to Lance. I will use God's Protection to temporarily resist."

Mercantron's voice rang in the hearts of every member of the Cardinals, which made their worries disappear a little, and they began to quietly move towards the super large teleportation array. No matter what happens to the Pope, as long as he does not lose the favor of the Lord, the Holy See will survive!

In the sky northeast of the city, Night Walker Winston also distanced himself from Ktonia, the Heart of Time. They both looked at the falling silver moon and the dark and chaotic sphere of destruction moving towards it in an unstoppable and inescapable manner. The Pope struck away.

"Your Excellency Ketonia, you see, the result is already determined!"

If Winston can persuade him to surrender, he will never take action. He still has a long life, and he doesn't want to fight against Ketonia at this time. If one of them dies accidentally, he will be in trouble!

Ketonia seemed to have aged many years suddenly. He fell into a sad silence as he looked at the sky above, and the fighting spirit in his body completely dissipated.

Seeing that the two gods were about to hit the Pope with their full blow, a sudden change occurred in the sky. The Pope suddenly lit up with a majestic and sacred milky white light, which solidified the surrounding space and time. The speed of the falling Silver Moon and the Orb of Destruction both slowed down.

"You are one and ten thousand."

"It's a moment, but it's also eternity."

"It is the creator and the master."

Pope Benedict II had no choice but to sing the "Holy Canon" again. Every time he sang a line, his body became a little darker. Countless clergy and devout believers seemed to feel a sense of solemnity and inexplicable emotion. They were all joyful and peaceful. He prostrates himself on the ground and follows the prayer.

"His Majesty the Pope has used the Divine Descent Technique again!"

Melmoth, Anasta, Maria and other supporters of the Pope had uncontrollable sadness and pain on their faces. They knew very well that the price the Pope had to pay for performing this divine spell was no longer consumption. Lifespan can be solved.

Behind Pope Benedict II, a clearly visible projection of the seven-story Heavenly Mountain appeared again. The Holy Spirit and angels on the first to fifth floors sang beautiful and ethereal chants, played ethereal and light melodies, and a little light drifted out from them. , gathered into the transcendent holy light and rushed toward the sixth and seventh floors.

The six Seraphs on the sixth floor were all kneeling on the ground with their hands crossed, their wings covering their bodies, as if they were praying for something. Then, the holy light poured into the highest level, worshiping the boundless and indescribable light.

Pope Benedict II solemnly looked at the Lord of Silver Moon and the Will of the Abyss, and solemnly announced.

"This is the most just judgment, coming from the Most High, from which both immortality and evil will be purified."

The indescribable holy light in the projection of Paradise Mountain exploded, while the Lord of Silver Moon and the Will of the Abyss lit up with bright and clear light, while the other revealed the deepest, deepest and most chaotic darkness.

All colors and sounds were instantly stripped away, and a miserable and terrifying wail sounded, and everyone's lost feeling suddenly returned.

As everyone looked, several deep cracks appeared in the indescribable ball of flesh. Countless hands, feet, eyes, and heads exploded continuously, and flew back into the crimson door as if blown up by air waves. Then, deep The strange red door quickly decayed and disappeared without a trace.

At the same time, a silver moon rose again, but it was much dimmer than before, and was gradually obscured by the sun's rays.

High in the sky, Pope Benedict II still held up his platinum scepter, which was sacred and solemn, like a symbol of the arrival of the Lord of Truth to the world.

"Is His Majesty the Pope okay?"

Emotions of joy suddenly rose in the hearts of all members of the College of Cardinals. They raised their heads excitedly, their eyes filled with bright holy light.

The faces of the members of the Magic Council were solemn, and extremely heavy pressure poured into their hearts. Benedict II actually repelled the Lord of Silver Moon and the Will of the Abyss. How many more times can he perform the divine magic?

Ivan Vincent's eyes were deep blue, as vast as the sky, with bright stars, and he stared at Pope Benedict II. The corners of his mouth were slightly raised, showing a bit of disdain, and he said coldly.

"Even if you die, don't forget to show off!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Ivan Vincent opened his mouth and blew gently, and a breeze fell. Benedict II's clothes turned into tiny pieces of light, and then his hands, feet, torso, and head were all shattered into light spots. It fell freely and disappeared in mid-air. Under the sunlight, they reflect all kinds of colors, making people feel dreamy and shocking. The ethereal chants and musical melody sounded, as if the God of Truth was guiding this earthly spokesperson back to the Heavenly Mountain.

"His Majesty the Pope has been called by the Lord!"

Melmoth murmured to himself that this was the first pope to die directly in battle.

"The Pope has fallen!"

Douglas woke up instantly and once again cast a large-scale psychic connection, commanding other legendary magicians and shouting loudly.

"Surround and kill them!"

The Magic Council originally didn't have much appetite, because Douglas and other great arcanists were very clear-headed and knew the strength gap between themselves and the Southern Church, so they never thought about fighting the church to the death from the beginning to the end. Their goal has never changed, which is to use advance preparation to kill two or three members of the College of Cardinals, reverse the balance of strength that both sides can draw, turn the nobles to their side, and force the church to take the initiative to end the war and evacuate across the Storm Strait. , to put it simply, is to use war to promote peace!

But the situation has developed to the present, and even the Pope has fallen on the battlefield. Douglas naturally changed his goal accordingly, which is to kill as many members of the Cardinals of the church as possible and bite off a mass of flesh and blood.

Ketonia in the northeast of the city saw the Pope's death, and his expression changed continuously. Just when Winston was about to persuade him to surrender again, he suddenly launched the most violent attack, which made Winston breathless. Suddenly, Winston felt the pressure rising in the sky, and Ketonia in front of him had flown far away.

"It seems that he still doesn't believe that surrender will have good results."

"And with him wandering outside, Her Majesty the Queen will have scruples when dealing with members of his family. After all, it is too difficult to prevent a shameless and lifeless legendary strongman from assassinating and destroying people. This can be considered a kind of balance!"

"But, Your Excellency Ketonia, you are almost 800 years old. Even if you have the power of time, how long can you live?"

A normal epic knight has a life span of more than 500 years. If he breaks through to the third level of the legend, he will probably be around 100 years old.

Ivan Vincent's expression was stern, and a cold light flashed in his blue eyes. He drew out the Sword of Truth from his waist and slashed hard at Ketonia's flying body. A silver-gray crack appeared. It seemed that it did not exist in the real world, and appeared behind Ketonia in a flash.

Ketonia felt the incomparable danger, turned around suddenly, his eyes widened, and a long river of time surged out of his body, trying to block the sword light, but it was useless, the silver-gray crack with a cut All the breaths split the long river of time into two, went upstream, and appeared in front of Ketonia.

"It turns out that this is your true strength, it's really scary!"

The long river of time in Ketonia's eyes collapsed, the silver-gray light flashed away, and a bloody red line appeared on the neck. The body fell downwards, blood spilled into the sky, and the obsession persisted, still leaving a last word.

"Please let my family go!"

Ivan Vincent glanced at the fallen Ketonia, a trace of disdain flashed in his eyes, and said coldly.

"It's just a ducal family, I don't care about it at all!"

As these words came out, it landed on top of Ketonia's body. The obsession in his eyes dissipated, and a touch of gratitude appeared. It crashed into the open space, leaving a deep pit, and gaps stretched out, like a Spread a spider web.

Ivan Vincent's eyes were like lightning, majestic and indifferent. He glanced at Ktonia's body, and then passed over Winston's fearful face, making the dark night walker stiffen, and a flattering and respectful look appeared on his face. With a smile, Ivan Vincent snorted and looked away. Winston breathed a sigh of relief, with cold sweat breaking out all over his body and his heart beating violently.

"It's really terrifying. How could there be such a terrifying existence? Even the legendary third-level Heart of Time couldn't be killed by him with just one sword!"