The historical city of Diffindor, as the capital of the small country Donglan, was famous throughout the world. However, to visitors who visited it for the first time, it was inevitable that they would be disappointed.
This city wasn't as majestic as the capital of other large countries. On the contrary, it was extremely dilapidated. Even to this day, there were still many abandoned buildings in the city. Ancient buildings were indeed worth researching and artistic value, but ancient ruins didn't have much sense of beauty.
Even though it had the most majestic city walls and fortifications in the entire Northern Lands, as the population was far lower than its historical peak, only a third of the city was still in use. The city was still empty and sparsely populated.
The Mist Bloodline had guarded the Northern Lands for the entire human world for thousands of years, and this war-torn city had always been their capital. This ancient city had been through countless battles, and in the records of history, it had been massacred by the foreign races thrice. Yet, the people of the Mist rose up again and again, seizing back their cities time and time again to rebuild their capital.
In the long river of history, what hurt them the most wasn't the barbaric invasion of the foreign races, but the dagger in their back, which almost turned this impregnable historical city into ruins.
"AD1520, after defending for fifteen months, under the exhaustion of food and ammunition, the final capital of the Mist Country, Diffindor, was breached by the allied armies of the human race. Prince Roland led all the defending troops and died in the city."
In the history books, this was a simple record without any head or tail, but to the Mist People, it was the most unforgettable hatred.
Back then, the Church of the God of Holy Light's Pope Paul IX gathered together seventeen countries to form an allied army. While the Mist Kingdom's main army was fighting against the Beastmen in the north and the Demons in the east, they viciously stabbed the Mist Kingdom in the back. After that, they massacred the entire city, directly turning Diffindor into a land of death.
After that, the Undead Knight who went on a rampage for revenge, and the Demon army that Prince Cavendish brought in, caused the fall of the seventeen countries to become history. It caused the entire human world to suffer the most painful loss in history.
"The Church of Holy Light can't be trusted, and those damned human kingdoms and nobles even more so!"
This was the oath that the Mist People engraved in their bloodline after being betrayed for the past three hundred years, and it was exactly what they did after that.
Two hundred years ago, the self-proclaimed descendant of Roland, the founding monarch of the Donglan Principality, chased away the Beastmen occupying their homeland, bought back a portion of the land from the Elves, and rebuilt the Mist Country.
In order to dispel the Land of the Dead and reestablish the capital in Diffindor's original location, Ciel requested the Holy Church's assistance. Even though the Pope of that generation spent a great deal of effort to restore the Land of the Dead to the land of the living, the Mist Citizens' attitude towards the Holy Church only improved slightly. Their attitude towards the Holy Church went from throwing stones at their backs to sneering at them to their faces. The Mist Citizens only allowed the Holy Church to establish a branch here, and this was only because Prince Roland was a Holy Knight.
Of course, with the Church of Holy Light as the main religion in the human world, the Mist Country's unfriendliness towards other countries and the Holy Church naturally led to them being isolated in the human world once more. This was also one of the main reasons for their gradual decline.
However, the stubborn Northlanders never regretted it. Since they were already barbarians among the 'civilized people', so what if they were a little more 'vengeful' and barbaric? Compared to the Gods who sat high above the clouds, they believed more in the sharp swords in their hands and the protection of their ancestors. However, in the harsh reality of being surrounded by enemies and countless wars, the newly born Mist Country seemed to have reached its end once more.
However, there was one person who didn't think so. He intended to turn this desperate situation around with the new Mist Bloodline.
And today, it was destined to be recorded in history.
At the first light of dawn, the citizens who were still in a deep sleep were awoken by the cheerful 'Victory March'. The sound of horse hooves from the palace all the way to the gates of the city swiftly woke up the ancient city.
A red carpet was laid at the city gates. The Royal Guards of Honor and musicians started to play music. The Royal Knights started to line up and the guards on the city walls started to scatter rainbow-colored petals. This was the prelude to a triumphant return, and it was the most popular season for everyone. However, it was a pity that the most recent victory was a year ago when both sides were heavily injured from the war with the Beastmen. The joyous news of victory was covered by the shadow of the king's death.
Upon hearing this' Victory March ', the citizens excitedly walked out of their homes. As they walked towards the city gates, they discussed among themselves.
"Triumphant return? There hasn't been any war recently. Could it be that the Knights have gone out to hunt beasts? "
"Are you dumb? Princess Renée's diplomatic mission this time around was so successful. The rewards she reaped from it are comparable to any other war."
"I see! Has Princess Renée returned? Hmm, looking at the time, it's about time. "
The Ottoman convoy had arrived earlier than the princess. A large number of resources had returned earlier than the princess. Joyous crowds filled both sides of the road. They were waiting for the princess to return, hoping to welcome and thank her as soon as possible.
Amidst the creaking sounds of gears, when the heavy city gate was gradually opened, the first figure that entered stunned everyone.
"Princess? That can't be right. "
His face was extremely similar to the princess, but there were many obvious differences.
Princess Renée wasn't this tall, and her face wasn't this mature. Most importantly, the old-fashioned ice armor was obviously a male's style. This was a young man with a smile on his face.
"So familiar, but I can't remember …"
"Statue! Statue of the Twin Stars! "
"Yes, if His Highness Roland were to live to this age, he would probably look like this."
"How similar. That posture, that smile on his face, and that Roland Sacred Sword at his waist … Wait a minute, Roland Sacred Sword!"
In sculptures and paintings, this symbol of royalty was so eye-catching. There wasn't a single person in the Mist Kingdom who would forget the appearance of this sword. Furthermore, the faint silver glow on the sword was similar to the one recorded in the legends. Similarly, in history, it was this sword that fell together with Prince Roland.
While the citizens were cheering for the Roland Sacred Sword, the Royal Knight had only received the preparations for a triumphant return. Naturally, they were also in a heated discussion. When the Knight behind the man walked through the city gates, everyone was astonished.
That familiar war flag was tattered. Under the fluttering war flag, the Undead Knight walked openly into the sunlight.
Before the Royal Knight drew his sword, with the help of a voice transmission spell, the man's declaration echoed throughout the entire city.
"I, Holy Knight Roland, the last ruler of the Mist Kingdom, have returned together with my Knight."
…
The red carpet beneath my feet wasn't considered high-class goods. As a country welcoming guests, it could be considered shabby. However, stepping on it and looking at the Mist citizens before me, I felt an indescribable sense of happiness.
The Undead Knight stepped into the city. At this stage, the battle-hardened Undead Knight had already given up on their doubts. The blazing Soulfire displayed their unshakable will.
Yes, what was there for them to hesitate about? What was there for them to fear? It was just a triumphant return. Even if their bodies had changed, how could their wandering hearts change?
Following closely behind me through the city gates was Renée, who was riding on Frigid Maw. Her appearance with a smile effectively eased the tense atmosphere caused by the Undead.
"Princess Renée? What is that? That dazzling white mount? "
"Frigid Maw! That's the legendary Aurora Knight! I never thought that I would be able to see the legendary Aurora Knight. Could that person really be Prince Roland?! "
While Donglan was astonished by the reappearance of Frigid Maw and cheered for their Knight Princess becoming a legendary Aurora Knight, the next scene caused everyone to suck in a breath of cold air. This made the title of 'Prince Roland' even more prominent.
Fifty-four Frigid Maw Knight stepped through the city gates in an orderly manner. Even though the appearance of the Knight had changed beyond recognition, the ice armor engraved on the murals and sculptures wouldn't lie. The Soul Mount that was covered in ice was a trademark of the Mist Kingdom in the past. More importantly, the fifty-four fluttering Aurora War Flags indicated their identity.
"The Aurora Knight Squadron! It's the Aurora Knight Squadron, the legendary Knight Squadron that was said to be undefeatable over a hundred knights! That's the Mist Kingdom's proudest sword! It's the unstoppable Cold Light Cavalry that swept across the Northern Lands! "
For so many years, whenever Donglan was bullied, the citizens of the Mist Kingdom couldn't help but recall the glory of the past.
"Is the Alchemist Knight that amazing? Is the Beastman Wolf Knight that amazing? If our Aurora Knight Squadron was still around, how could we have allowed those shameless brats to act so arrogantly! "
Words of regret. When their Knight Squadron was defeated countless times due to the disparity in equipment, the resentment and anger were passed down from generation to generation, eventually settling into sighs of helplessness and despair. Sometimes, they had no choice but to accept the reality that their country was no longer strong.
"The Mist Kingdom that dominated the world with its Knight Squadron has become a weak country without any powerful troops."
A while ago, there was indeed a rumor that Princess Renée had displayed her prowess as an Aurora Knight in the Ottoman Empire. However, to the citizens of the Mist who knew about the history of Frigid Maw, they knew that it was impossible and treated it as just another rumor.
"Sigh, if only it were true. If only we had an Aurora Knight, we wouldn't have been suppressed."
At this moment, among the Undead Aurora Knight Squadron, Princess Renée, whom the citizens were familiar with, stood out. The unicorn Frigid Maw beneath her proved that all of this wasn't just a rumor. The Aurora Knight had returned to the world!
"Is it the princess who brought back our pride, the strongest Aurora Knight in the Northern Lands?"
"It's the Knight Captain Eloin. He has also become an Aurora Knight! The heavens bless the Mist Kingdom, we have an Aurora Knight again! We are no longer a weak, third-rate country. "
Perhaps, the Aurora Knight Squadron wasn't the strongest among my Knight Squadron. However, to the citizens of the Mist, it was the symbol of the Mist Kingdom's golden age. It was the treasure that they hoped to possess once again.
Placing the Undead Aurora Knight Squadron at the forefront, along with Renée and Eloin, not only weakened the citizens' hostility toward the Undead, it was also sufficient for the citizens to form the associations that I had hoped for.
"Could that man really be Prince Roland? Could it be that these Undead are the final Aurora from the Fallen Lands of Diffindor?!"
Under my encouraging gaze, Renée, as the host, also knew what she had to do.
The young female Knight stepped out of the ranks and welcomed the citizens who were still hesitating. She took the Roland Sacred Sword from me and made a vow that would leave her name in the annals of history.
"I, Renée Qin Mist, a descendant of the Mist Royal Family, have found my ancestor, Prince Roland, and his Knight Squadron in order to strengthen our country once more! From now on, our Aurora will shine in the Northern Lands once more! With the help of His Highness and his loyal Royal Knight Squadron, our Donglan Principality will rise once more! "
"Perhaps, some might be worried because of their identity as Undead. However, I swear on my honor and life that they are the most trustworthy existences. Citizens, I know that you will be worried and apprehensive. After all, they have already turned into Undead. However, back then, they used their lives to protect their city. Even if they were to die, they would avenge their enemies. Now, even if they have turned into Undead, even if their souls were to be destroyed, they still chose to help us. What is there to doubt about such Knight Squadron? "
With the help of a Sound Amplification Magic, the declaration of the young Princess spreads across the entire city. That clear and bright voice reverberates throughout the entire city. Before this, the radiance of the Royal Sacred Sword had already ignited the passion of the citizens.
"The Roland Sacred Sword, the Holy Knight Roland, and the Royal Knight Squadron have really returned! Her Highness has found the lost Royal Sacred Sword and the Knight Squadron! "
Facing the excited citizens, Renée pauses for a moment before continuing.
"Perhaps their current faces are frightening, but you can look at their armor and weapons with their family emblems. Look at the Mist War Flag that has experienced countless battles. The Will of the Mist will never yield, and the Mist War Flag will never fall. Even if they are already dead, they still have a reason to protect their country. Isn't this the embodiment of the Will of the Mist? You don't trust such a Knight Squadron. What else do you intend to trust? Do you believe in the Holy Light that has no proof? "
Due to the lack of time, I didn't manage to teach Renée what to say. Looking at the impassioned Renée who is filled with sincerity and sincerity, I couldn't help but smile in relief.
Just as Reyne was giving her speech, the sky suddenly darkened. A gigantic beast streaked across the sky, causing countless people to sigh in amazement.
"Bone Dragon? No, there's someone up there! "
"He actually jumped down. That's a Bone Dragon Knight."
The moment Timier landed on the ground, he raised the familiar Black Griffin War Flag. I knew that since the Roland Sacred Sword and Renée had already proven my identity, it was time for me to say something.
"Timier, the last Dragon Knight of the Mist Country. In the aerial battle of Scott, our Black Gryphon Aerial Squadron was surrounded and attacked by enemies that outnumbered us five to one. In order to cover the retreat of our ground troops, the Black Gryphon Aerial Squadron fought a bloody battle and eventually, the entire squadron was annihilated. Timier himself even managed to kill two of them under the joint attack of three Dragon Knights!"
Even though I intentionally maintained a calm tone, my words still caused countless exclamations of shock.
Without a doubt, dragons are at the top of the food chain. An ultimate unit like the Dragon Knight Squadron is something that only the most powerful empires can possess. The current Donglan Principality doesn't even dare to think about it. According to historical records, the Mist Country did have several Dragon Knight Squadrons in the past. I didn't expect that I would actually be able to cross the river of history and meet them.
"Our aerial squadron is made up of a bunch of good lads. However, due to the extreme cruelty of the aerial duels, the losers were left with nothing left of them. Even though the aerial squadron is made up of the elites of the Mist Country, only Timier responded to my summons and dealt a second blow to those damned invaders!"
After bowing, the proud last Dragon Knight Squadron waved the Black Griffin War Flag and led the way on the red carpet of victory, as though he was a warrior who had returned victorious. No, he was indeed a warrior who had returned victorious!
"This is our Knight, the evil undead? No! We are just a bunch of fools who are unwilling to accept the beautiful Mist Country being occupied by the invaders and have returned from hell once more! "
After Timier and the Aurora Knight Squadron advanced together, the survivors of the various armies entered the city next. As for me, I started to look back on history.
"The Polar Bear Squadron and the Royal Heavy Infantry Squadron. These two squadrons were mixed together at the end of the war. Equipped with the Avalanche Defender Armor, they were our strongest barrier and fortress! Now, after going through countless battles, there are only 16 of them left. Among them, the strongest is also the youngest. That is Karlos Dice. "
I nodded my head proudly and introduced one of my most trusted Knight Squadrons to the world.
"My most reliable 'Moving Wall'. In order to protect the fleeing citizens, he used his flesh and blood to block the stone bridge, using his body as a target to hold back the butcher's knife of the invaders. Back then, he was struck by over a hundred arrows and died. His blood flowed dry and not a single bone was left intact. In the end, he could only be resurrected as an Abomination. That year, the Guardian Knight Karlos Dice who made me so proud was only 15 years old. "
It is hard to imagine how an Abomination would reveal such a shy expression. But at this moment, Karlos is nodding his head shyly towards the citizens. His smile remains the same, just like when he was young.
"Asmu Hound Tamer. You might not have heard of them before. They are our special Ranger unit and the representative of them is our Heroic Scout …"
"Long Wind Knight. Even though it is a conventional Dragon Spear Knight, it is still the main force of our Mist Country's army. Slance …"
"Oh, this is the Great Sword Saint Fayde. I believe you must have heard of the great name of the number one Sword Saint of the Royal Knight Squadron. Of course, the prerequisite is that you have heard of his father. This old Knight Ferdinand has no intention of undermining us … "
"This is …"
One by one, the names of the Knight are called out. Along with the identity and past of the Undead Knight being revealed, the unyielding history of the Undead Knight enters the eyes of the citizens. Only then do they realize that these repulsive Undead Knight were once the legendary heroes of the Mist Country.
Based on the traditions of the Northlanders, since they were heroes of noble character when they were alive, they should be trustworthy and worthy of respect even after death.
Since the unknown will bring about fear, then let me dispel these unknowns.
As long as they don't have any sins on their bodies, even if they have turned into Undead, the loyal and powerful Knight will only make me proud. There is nothing to hide.
But obviously, there is someone who doesn't think so.
"Darned Undead, how dare you come to the world of the living!"
Even the loose golden robe is unable to hide his huge belly. As the Archbishop of the Holy Church of the Donglan Diocese, under the protection of a circle of Holy Knight and priests, Archbishop Lop finally arrives at the scene. His panting might be the main reason why the Holy Church took so long to arrive.
Just like how the Justice Knight wouldn't let off a sinner who went against God's laws, the Holy Church on the surface wouldn't let off any "evil" Undead, especially since the Undead actually dared to openly enter the city. This is basically a provocation to the Holy Light and the Source of Order.
Under their fervent belief, even though there is a huge disparity in their combat strength, the Holy Knight ranks forward with the priests behind them. They are in a battle formation, ready to fight at any moment.
Their arrival was within my expectations, even later than I expected. And I have long since prepared a plan to deal with them.
"Why do I remember that this is already the Land of Law? Isn't the Holy Church interfering a little too far?"
My question causes Old Lop to pause for a moment. Obviously, the fact that the Church of Law has become the national religion of Donglan means that his mission to spread the Church of Law is a complete failure.
At the same time, the person I am waiting for has also arrived.
"Hey, hey, Old Lop, don't go overboard. The Donglan Principality has already established our Lord's faith as the national religion. This is already the Land of Law. Don't you think that you are going overboard by committing murder in front of me, the highest Bishop of the God of Law!? "
Xueti has also arrived. The moment he appears, he winks at me mischievously. Behind him is a familiar face. That familiar silver mask is filled with the radiance of the Power of Law. It seems that following Wumianzhe's ascension to Godhood, they have become much stronger.
"The highest Tauren Bishop!"
The Church of Law, which arrived two months earlier than us, has already officially entered Donglan. The citizens are also used to this kind Tauren Bishop.
Now that the Church of Law has arrived, they stand between us and the Holy Church. Obviously, they intend to stop the conflict between both sides.
"Damn it, they are evil Undead! They are the enemies of all Order. Why are they stopping us? "
"Bishop Lop, in front of our Lord, there is only 'guilty' and 'innocent'. Please don't use race to differentiate between good and evil. Right now, I only see that you are intending to commit murder. This is the Holy Land of the Church of Law. Do you really think that we are just decorations? "
"But they are still Undead. They are bloodthirsty and chaotic. Even if they were heroic figures in the past, can you guarantee that the current them won't harm others out of instinct?"
The Undead are infamous. The middle-aged Holy Knight's roar resonates through the air. Following which, the citizens start to hesitate. Xueti, on the other hand, laughs.
"Of course I can. In the name of the highest Bishop of the God of Law, I can guarantee that they are the true undying Valkyrie and not vengeful spirits controlled by bloodlust. They have lived in Liu Huang Mountain City for more than a hundred years and not a single murder case has occurred. Not long ago, they were the ones who killed the Demon Count. That was a great battle that can be said to be epic. On the contrary, your Holy Knight is always creating trouble in the name of eradicating evil. What a headache. "
The highest Bishop of the God of Law has a noble status. From a certain perspective, he is an existence equivalent to the Pope of the Holy Church, Sinkello the Third. At this moment, Xueti's words resound through the air and the surrounding exclamations of shock can be heard. Looking at the relaxed and excited expressions of the citizens, his guarantee seems to have worked.
"You … Damned evil underground man. You are all in the same group. You are all villains. How can I guarantee it!"
The Bishop of Holy Light just roars furiously but he hurriedly covers his mouth. However, he is unable to retract his words. This is a serious personal attack.
"Are you sure? You actually dare to insult the highest Bishop of a True God as a villain? Also, I can't pretend that I didn't hear that discrimination. This is a serious insult to the entire Church of Law. I will lodge a serious protest to Sinkello the Third. "
It isn't easy to make up for a slip of the tongue in such a public place. Just as Xueti is about to pursue the matter, even though I know that it isn't suitable for me to do so, I still stand up.
Villain? Who is the villain? It is time for me to spit out some things.
"Luo Fu? You're the inheritor of Cardinal Luo Fu's bloodline? Fine, from a certain perspective, I, who was a Holy Knight 300 years ago, can be considered as your senior. Then, let's talk about who is the villain here. Fendark Jayne, you should have heard of this name, right? "
The moment I finish my words, the sweat on the forehead of 'Luo Fu the Thinker' starts to drip. As the future successor of the Cardinal, Luo Fu knows quite a bit about that taboo history.
"You can't answer? Of course, that was an unfair trial that brought shame to the entire Church of Holy Light! Those who believe in the Holy Light are executed as villains and heretics, while the true villain sits high up on the bench of the trial. Is this the justice and fairness of your Church of Holy Light? "
Under my questioning, the pale-faced Death Knight walks over slowly. In the eyes of those who are in the know, his face is no different from the historical records.
"Everyone! Just as His Highness Roland has mentioned, I was once a Holy Knight. However, because I refused to testify according to the words of the exiled Cardinal, I was executed in the Square of Holy Light. "
"No … That's not it! No, I don't know. "
"Then, can you swear in the name of the Holy Light?"
If one swears in the name of the Holy Light, if it turns out to be a lie, it is equivalent to betraying the Holy Light forever. How can Cardinal Luo Fu, whose ultimate goal is to become the Pope, make such a vow?
Even if he doesn't make such a vow, his awkward silence, pale face, and the beads of sweat dripping from his forehead are enough to explain everything.
In an instant, an uproar breaks out. Not only are the citizens shocked and furious, even the Holy Knight and Priest, who were intending to sacrifice themselves for the Church, are filled with disbelief.
The current reputation of the Church of Holy Light is rather good, but that doesn't mean that it doesn't have a dark past. However, if one were to bury their sinful past, how would they have the confidence to represent the Holy Light to punish evil?
Looking at their ugly cowering appearance, I laughed, but it was a laugh of extreme anger.
"I swear in the name of the Holy Light that the reason why the calamity back then developed to such an extent can all be traced back to the evil and filthy higher-ups of the Church of Holy Light. That so-called Holy War is nothing more than a bunch of greedy hyenas led by lions! You bunch of hypocrites, using the name of the Holy War as a pretext, but acting as bandits! You are the true source of all evil! Look at me, you bunch of villains still have the face to use the Holy Light? "
My wings spread open, giving off a blinding Holy Light and Holy Flames. The boundless power of the Holy Light is the best proof of the veracity of my words.
"I'm also a Holy Knight, but I've never believed in the God of Holy Light, nor will I listen to that laughable Church of Holy Light! I only believe in the justice of the Holy Light itself! The Holy Light has never ordered us to kill the innocent. Knight, do you think that your own justice can be determined by the teachings of the Church of Holy Light? Then, who will be the guarantor of the Church of Holy Light's justice? Perhaps, your self-righteous eradication of evil is just a form of killing the innocent in the name of justice! "
As a War Angel, in the teachings of the Church of Holy Light, I am the messenger of a true God. Under my angry glare, that pure Holy Light is an interrogation of conscience and faith. Most of the Holy Light users present begin to waver.
And when these questions spread throughout the entire world, a new division within the Church of Holy Light is born. The idea of purely believing in the Holy Light and maintaining a distance from the Church of Holy Light becomes the most painful and embarrassing division for the Cardinals.
But at this moment, at this critical moment, when Lofu is being forced to retreat step by step and is making a fool of himself, when the citizens of the Mist Kingdom are looking at the Church of Holy Light in an increasingly unfriendly manner, that middle-aged Holy Knight Captain Wood stands out once again.
"The Church of Holy Light today is no longer the Church of Holy Light from three hundred years ago. We have been constantly improving. It's meaningless to talk about the past now. What's important right now is whether or not the Undead are a threat to the living. Archbishop Xueti, are you admitting that you came from the same place as them? I remember that your Tribunal has a system of automatic dismissal. Then, according to your logic, since you are related to them, then your testimony is naturally invalid. "
Without a doubt, this is a way to change the topic. Furthermore, it is a malicious misinterpretation of the teachings of the God of Law.
"Is this the Tribunal? A guarantor and a witness's testimony are two different things. According to your logic, the guarantor can't be related to the person being guaranteed. Then, doesn't that mean that there is no one who can be a guarantor? "
Looking at this malicious misinterpretation, Xueti is infuriated. Just as he is about to reprimand the other party, a familiar voice rings in his ears.
"Then, can I be a guarantor?"
That was a red-haired warrior who had been standing in the middle of the crowd. Even though his lazy voice was filled with cynicism and surprise, there was an inexplicable might under the ordinary appearance of the red-haired warrior. That made the Holy Knight Captain, Wood, feel fear instinctively. Wood had even used honorifics on the warrior.
"You are?"
"Adam Han, Red Lotus Sword Saint, as well as Roland's close brother and the previous City Lord of Sulfur Mountain City. Do you want us to withdraw as well?"
The Red Lotus Sword Saint is the strongest candidate for the position of the human race. His undying achievement of ending the Yongye Calamity has made him a living legend and a saint. In front of him, even the current Pope is considered as a junior.
"Marguerite, Saint, Arlodante's Truth Overseer candidate. I have been with the Undead Knight for close to 200 years. I trust them and am willing to use my reputation to vouch for them."
The moment the Great Saint descends from the sky, that solemn vow echoes throughout the entire city. The trust in him is deeply etched in people's memories.
"Representing the will of my Lord, I can vouch for them as well."
This time, the voice comes from the sky as well. However, that familiar male voice with an Elven accent reminds me of an acquaintance that I just parted with not too long ago.
"Basra?"
As expected, the one descending along with the Light of Order is the envoy of a true God.
Hearing these famous names, Wood's back is drenched in sweat. At this moment, he is still hoping that it is just a coincidence that they share the same name.
"Lady Moonlight's Valkyrie, Longtu Basra?"
"Yes, but she is Wumianzhe's Valkyrie now. We will settle the score for your misinterpretation of the God of Law's teachings later. Now, two SemiGods and a Valkyrie vouch for you, is that enough? "
The questioning of Valkyrie and the Epic Hero leaves Wood speechless. Just when he thinks that he is too weak to reply, I want to reason with him instead.
"Alright, let's not talk about the past. Then, let's talk about the present and the future."
"300 years ago, you destroyed the Mist Country with groundless reasons, leading to the Calamity of the Demons that lasted for 16 years, causing the entire human world to suffer the most painful calamity. And now, this calamitous country is once again in a desperate situation, but what do you intend to do? You say that you are protecting the human society from the invasion of evil, but from what I see, your Holy Church is the source of all evil. "
"We are guiding people to do good!" The Holy Church is the source of all evil? This is a question that I have never heard before, shocking Wood. Following which, fear comes from the bottom of his heart. In that instant, facing the endless dark history and the furious accusations of the victims, he, who is skilled in eloquence, is actually unable to find any words to respond.
"Believing in the Holy Church means doing good? What a joke! The moral conduct of my Knights is a hundred times nobler than those pigs in the Holy Church who wear the clothes of an Archbishop! For so many years, my people are on the verge of starving to death, but I don't see the Holy Church doing anything decent! Fine, the Holy Light doesn't care about me, but why? When I returned with my Knights, intending to let my people live a decent life, you jumped out! You say that this is unacceptable, that is unacceptable! Are you happy when you see this country being destroyed again and its people starving to death? "
The furious questioning leaves the other party at a loss for words. Suddenly, a small pebble knocks on Wood's head. That is a little girl venting her anger.
"Baddie, don't bully Big Brother Knight!"
While Wood is stunned, under the relentless questioning, when the hatred of his country is brought to the light, the surrounding citizens are already furious.
At this moment, the little girl's blow is only the initial fuse. Following which, the furious roars of the Mist citizens cause more and more pebbles, rotten eggs and other household rubbish are hurled over.
Finally, under my questioning, when the dark history of the past is dragged to the light, the dissatisfaction of the people of the Mist against the Holy Church finally erupts!
"Murderers! Get out of the Mist Kingdom! "
"You villains and bullies, don't you know shame?"
"Kesha of the Almon Family, Ruhr of the whatever Cole Family, if you are still a citizen of the Mist, take off your ugly priest robes! Come back to us! "
Under the agitation of the masses, facing the furious elders of their hometown, the people of the Mist who joined the Holy Church can no longer stay. Perhaps, the influence that the Holy Church has planted in Donglan over the years will be swept clean.
While the Holy Church is being questioned and even expelled, my Knights are destined to receive the respect they deserve in the future due to their heroic past.
At this moment, I don't have the leisure to be surprised by these 'small matters'. The gift that Basra brought to me by Wumianzhe is destined to shock the world.
"God Power Forbidden Spell: City of Sinless. This? "
"Yes, this is a generous gift that our Lord Wumianzhe has bestowed upon this city and country. In this world, only you, Lord Roland, are qualified to use it! How can the Order Gods allow the City of Rain to enjoy the limelight? "
Perhaps, only I know what I am thinking in my heart. This gift is indeed what I need the most. With it, the gap between the living and the dead will be shortened swiftly.
After hesitating for a moment, I finally made up my mind.
【I, the God of Law, Wumianzhe, hereby declare that under my will, the capital of Donglan, Diffindor, shall become the holy land of the Law — The City of Sinless.】
When I tore open the God Power Scroll, a mysterious God Power took control of my words. Then, the voices of the mortals and the True Gods in the world fused into one.
This is the declaration of a True God. The entire world has to listen to my will.
【In this city, no one will be punished because of their identity, race, or status. Before the Law of God, every intelligent being has the right to live freely. If anyone were to violate the Law of God in this city, regardless of their identity, status, or race, they will be judged as a sinner by the eternal Judgement Spell. My believers are free to judge their sins!】
The incantation had ended here, but strangely, when I moved my lips, there was more content to the incantation.
【In my city, the Undead do not represent evil and the Holy Light does not represent justice. Before the Law of God, everyone is equal. Only the most heinous sins must be punished!】
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