Knights of the Light

In the early morning, the sun's first ray of light leaps over the mountains and casts its light on the bell tower of the magnificent Light's Hope Cathedral.

Along with the dawn, not only the bells but also the drums were struck.

After arranging today's training session, an elegant priest in gold robes began to prepare the latest list of vegetable purchases sent by the logistics department.

Right here, the Orb of Holy Light flashed beside him.

Imidil opened the orb.

"Percy, long time no see." Imidil greeted without raising his head, "I know you came for your father's business, but unfortunately I don't know anything, he didn't tell me where I went, he There was no sign of any fight in the castle, so we decided that Bei left on his own, and I was very angry at him for leaving without saying goodbye, and that was it."

"I'm worried." Percy frowned. "You know, father won't leave unless it's something urgent."

"So, combined with the restart of the catastrophe last night, you should ask your brother, he should be more clear, if my guess is not wrong, it has something to do with your mother." Emidil said calmly, "Is there anything else? ?”

"What help does the Holy City need now?" Percy asked gravely.

"Percy, don't you understand?" The thousand-year-old lich finally raised his head, "You protect yourself well, that's the greatest help you can give us."

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"Is this the demigod Your Excellency Imidil? Why not a skeleton?" Through the orb, Alan asked curiously.

"He is a penitent lich." Percy can't say much about the past of this elder, after all, it is a secret that cannot be known to the dark camp. Percy is worried about other things, and his expression is melancholy and firm, "Now we There's trouble. Alan, do you think it's okay for us to separate for a few days?"

"No!" Alan almost screamed, this is absolutely impossible to be his wish, "There is no need to discuss this issue, there is no room for discussion on sovereignty!"

"Calm down, honey," Percy pinched his fleshy buttocks to calm his anger, "I'm not kidding, the catastrophe is coming again, Uncle Emidil reminded me just now."

"Isn't the catastrophe the coming of the gods? They were blasted down from the sky by an unknown force in the void. They could no longer connect with their believers, couldn't collect power, and walked in the mortal world as saints. It happened thousands of years ago. Once, they killed each other in order to compete for each other's godheads, and the dead were as many as the new ones, what are you afraid of?" Alan said angrily.

"It's hard for ordinary people to know the horror of the catastrophe, but I can know many things because of my identity," Percy shook his head, "That was the most terrifying disaster since the birth of the world..."

The order of the entire world collapsed in those hundred years, and the terrifying power in the void distorted the belief lines of the entire world.Priests can no longer receive divine grace, gods can no longer gain faith, and demons descend from purgatory to wreak havoc on the earth.

Every day, gods are killed by legendary powerhouses, but more legends are killed by gods to become nutrients.

The evil gods sacrificed countless creatures to maintain the immortality of the gods.

In that era, the worst people were ordinary civilians.

After the catastrophe, no ordinary person below the third level could be found in the whole world.Mortals in the ordinary sense have even been exterminated.

It was a world of real pain, despair, misery.

The races extinct in the catastrophe cannot be liquidated, not to mention the historical civilization of the intelligent races for thousands of years, and the relics of the main cities thousands of years ago are still everywhere, and they are all called the ruins of the catastrophe.Most of these thousands of years have not been fully explored.

As for the legends of death in the catastrophe, there are countless legends. Many even died more than once, and their souls escaped and returned.

Not to mention the gods who can be reborn as long as they have the blood of their descendants.

"Hearing what you said, I feel a little nervous." Alan was also a little startled, "The two of us should be able to survive, right?"

"If it's just the two of us, of course it's okay..." Percy was a little embarrassed, and said slowly, "But back then, my father almost killed all the gods..."

Not many were actually killed. After all, all the descendants of the gods had to be killed to stop the rebirth of the gods. However, there were countless warnings.

"So...?" Alan asked, in that case, wouldn't it be that there are many enemies in groups, or are they the top?This is simply, simply fantastic! !

"So let's separate for a while." Percy said seriously, and Alan looked excitedly at his expression. Was he petrified?So distressed.hug.

"Percy." Alan couldn't help wrapping his arms around his neck, showing a sweet smile, "If I protect you well, will my father let me in when he comes back?"

"..." Percy gave him a cold look, pulled him out of his arms, and said calmly, "You should think about it first, whether I will let you in."

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In fact, they didn't quarrel for too long. As long as Alan cried hard no matter what Percy said, Percy would helplessly agree to his request.

And they hit the road together.

Yes, run away.

According to the debt left by Bei that year, even if only half of the gods in the sky fell... No, even a tenth of it would not be something Percy could handle.

This is not the little soul in Alan's body, but the real god.

The lowest level of a god is also 30 upwards, and level 20 is already a legend!

There is a strange power in Percy that can temporarily turn all other powers into chaos and illusion so that they can be controlled by him, but this power is not unlimited, at least the possibility of one block ten is possible, but normal people don't want to do it It's the same as trying.

"Didn't we say earlier that we were going to guard the gate of purgatory?" Alan asked, and sneezed at the same time, the night wind was a bit strong.

"You have to live to guard the gate." Percy was very flexible. He took off his cloak and put it on his lover, touched his head, and continued to set up the tent.

"So where are we going now?" Is this a honeymoon?I'm a little excited.Alan thought with a big face.

"Where do you think we should go?" Percy asked casually.

"Of course the Holy Light North is the best place, where you have acquaintances, and you have a big house to live in." Alan first fantasized about a happy life, then shook his head and sighed, "But obviously many gods will pay attention to it." Beidi, you are a big bargaining chip that can threaten Beidi, most people will not let it go, it is not safe to go there, and you will cause trouble for Beidi."

Although the Church of the Holy Light, as the upper bound of the elements, is becoming more and more powerful, the gods are not willing to tear their faces easily. After all, compared with the Lord of the Holy Light in the high-level heaven, ordinary gods like Enya, who are newborn in the ordinary world, are like The poor little country colonized by the empire, not to mention that the other party just took a piece of land to build a house, even if they really drove away the owners of the land, they would have nothing to do.

"You mean going south, then?" Percy turned to look at him.

"What's annoying about the gap in Purgatory is that it's near the center of the mainland. Enya is divided into two northern regions. The magic civilization in the southern country is very developed, and there are portals leading to the capital of mages in all worlds. You can run. After all, I am a mage."

Akanshi, the capital of mages from all worlds, is also known as the capital of all ages. Its creator has long been unknown. Generation after generation of great magicians who have reached the pinnacle of arcane arts have expanded and built this ordinary plane house and become a research center for mages from all worlds. The holy land, the world created by countless mages themselves, its beauty and mystery cannot be expressed in words at all.

"We have different opinions." Percy smiled, reaching out to hug him into the tent, "Go to sleep, there is still a long way to go tomorrow."