Chapter 394: Saint of Light

The idlers were blocked, and the thorns spikes led Neil through the quiet corridor calmly.
The surrounding spirit flowers are in full bloom, with a refreshing fragrance, which shocks people's spirits and feels that their spiritual power is a little more active and nourished.
"There are more than twenty flowers of stars!"
Neil looked shockedly at the flowers outside the corridor that were still shining like stars even during the day, and couldn't believe his eyes.
This is the legendary flower of the stars that the knight can take without hindrance to advance to the earth knight and become the sky knight in the future!
The meaning of stars refers not only to the appearance of starlight, but also to make a knight a shining star in the empire, with infinite potential.
This kind of flower is only one or two of the royal family's thousand years of accumulation.
Knight Neil had to lose his temper. His potential was exhausted after he was promoted to the Earth Knight. It is almost impossible to become a sky knight in charge of his own destiny in this life. Only a few gods in the legend are possible.
And the flower of stars is one of them!
He looked extremely enthusiastic, if it weren't for the extremely obvious restrictions outside the corridor, he would definitely rush in desperately to a star flower and swallow it.
A gentle and pleasant voice sounded behind him: "Neil, the flower of the stars is not as magical as in the legend.
He can improve the knight's mental power and make up for your shortcomings in mental training, but he can't directly create a sky knight. "
"Thank you, Your Highness."
Neil's hot eyes calmed down, and he turned his head to see the pure face that was thinking about it, his heart was greatly moved.
He wanted to say something, his back was suddenly cold, and he didn't dare to say any more. After hurriedly thanking him, he hurriedly stepped forward to follow his grandfather.
A wave of discomfort pierced the heart like a spike, piercing the heart full of holes, and he had never hated his weakness like this moment.
She is the saint of the pseudo-pope Joseph, the enemy of your majesty, they are the two sides of the hostile.
Even if in the end she is pardoned by His Majesty because of her kindness and beauty, she will become His Majesty's forbidding, and this life is impossible.
This feeling is even more painful.
Inside the tall and wide blue tiled wooden palace, a young man in a black ornate robes sits at the top, and Sun Yue sits quietly behind him.
He didn't deliberately raise his position like Gregory III did, put himself above everyone else to maintain the majesty and mystery, just simply put a wide table in the main seat.
Below him, on the left and right sides, sat the high level of the Blood Sea Guild.
On the left are high-ranking military generals such as spears, flying snails, and Reagan Mage. They have a deep and condensed aura, and they can be called an intermediate cultivator. They are truly detached from mortals and extend their lives for two hundred years.
Huang Huo, who looked like a petite loli, was also mixed among them, still above the spear.
Golden spots of light that were several times brighter all over her were flying around her like clouds, and her dark eyes turned quizzically. She was curious about everything around her, who had just finished her retreat.
The cultivation base came from behind, surpassed the spears and became a middle-stage cultivator of the Condensed Realm, and his strength was far beyond.
On the right are the players from the Ministry of Interior Liu Tianxiong and Jin Dazhong. The cultivation base is a big difference. The highest Liu Tianxiong's peak in refining qi, fluctuating aura, may enter the realm of condensing at any time, and the lowest is Gu Rulai in the late stage of refining.
Ten years have brought them a lot of changes. People who look like teenagers have turned into the looks of twenty-seven-eight-year-old calm young people, and every move in a high position has an inexplicable majesty.
In comparison, Zhao Shi and Huang Huo have become little kids among a bunch of adults. Even their temperament is as immature and pure as a newborn baby, and their temperament is smaller than their appearance.
Step on...
In the sound of metal footsteps on the wooden planks, a black iron-colored armor covering his face and mouth, leaving only two black holes with thorns on the eye sockets, stepping into the palace with powerful and powerful steps.
The thorn spikes took a look at the scene inside the palace, walked towards Zhao Shi without hesitation, and knelt on one knee three meters away from him: "Your Majesty, entrust me to greet you."
Neil followed him tremblingly and saluted.
The black iron-colored spiked helmet covered the surprised face of the thorns spikes. In his opinion, the person sitting in the first place was just a weak and young boy, without the domineering and majesty that a king should have.
A force of strength supported Thorns and Neil's knees, stopping them from kneeling.
"You call thorns spikes? You don't have to kneel down, I don't like this."
Zhao Shi looked at him lightly and said.
In his view, human beings are all equal. We cooperate with each other, communicate with each other, and fight each other together in this world. It is because of all kinds of people that the world becomes so wonderful.
"Yes, under the crown."
The thorn spikes felt the soft but irresistible force under his knees. He didn't dare to resist and stood up.
As a person who often sees Gregory III, he has already understood in his heart that the king's will is unshakable.
No matter how ridiculous things are, what they say is rules and reality.
"I have received Gregorian III's greetings. Please also convey my concern for his body."
Zhao Shi nodded slightly, and pointed his right hand to the empty space at the top of the right side: "Please sit down and wait for people from the Bright Church to come and we will talk."
At the top right, the most noble position, the thorn spikes, a mid-level knight in the sky was originally not qualified to sit down, but now he represents Gregory III, one of the peak powers of the plane, so he is qualified.
"Yes, under the crown."
The thorns bowed and took Neil to sit down cross-legged, with Neil standing behind him.
After waiting for a while, the bright saint Lian, wearing a pure white priest's robe, moved lightly and walked into the hall.
She looks beautiful, pure and unusual, and the pure light sacred power is very infectious. It seems that as soon as she appears, she brings warm light to the hall.
The girl has a strong sense of existence, and the old priest of the sky rank who should be the center of the crowd behind her is obscured by her light, not conspicuous at all.
The surrounding spears and other players couldn't help but look at her more.
Beautiful girls always make people heart-wrench and admire.
She didn't have any enchanting spell fluctuations, which they could see, but she was inexplicably attractive to people's eyes.
Sun Yue looked at her coldly, with hostility.
"Your Majesty, the Pope greets you and asks for your assistance."
With a soft expression on her pure and beautiful face, she begged: "Those rude knights slaughtered our saints and deviated from our faith. Please help us..."
Zhao Shi gently pressed his hand, paused her words temporarily, and said, "Madam, please sit down. I sympathize with you.
But if you cannot become a qualified negotiator, please send another messenger who is calm enough. "
The expression on the face of the Saintess of Brightness became more and more pitiful, causing the spear and other players to have a slight urge to beat Zhao Shi severely.
The guy who doesn't know how to pity Xiangxiyu.
The saint of light shrank her mouth and sat down sadly in the uppermost position on the left.