A thin figure shrouded in a gray cloak entered Arendelle.
After all, Søren had crossed half of the continent. Even with the power of the gods, he was delayed for a day or two. Taking advantage of the night, he entered the city of Arendelle and was ready to see what the Paladins were up to. For a long time, Søren's attitude towards the Paladins was very complicated. It was not impossible for the two to cooperate, but the possibility was not very high. If there was a choice, Søren would certainly not want to have too much contact with the Paladins, but now he had to try.
Order Evil and Order Good.
In Søren's mind, the truest point was that order was more important than good and evil, and chaos was the real disaster.
It was because of this point of view that he would repeatedly help the Paladins.
As an adventurer who had experienced the most turbulent period of the Avatar Crisis and had died once, he had to go through the reincarnation of the Styx and then climbed all the way to the legendary realm. Søren was very clear that the most terrible thing about the Avatar Crisis was not the gods fighting, but the complete destruction of the order and rules of many planes and worlds. When the order that had lasted for a long time inside the multiverse was destroyed, the terrible chaos would lead to crazy destructive power that was crazier than all the gods fighting.
Søren was a person who advocated order.
For him, good and evil were simply two sides of the world. If the devils were to rule the world, they would inevitably use iron and cruel means to control the world and enslave other races. But if the demons were to rule the world, then what would be left in the end would only be a broken ruin. The truest point of Søren's mind was that order was higher than good and evil. Whether it was Order Evil or Order Good, in the future after the outbreak of the Avatar Crisis, they might become his help and allies.
The reason was simple.
They needed to maintain order in that turbulent period, and only order, whether good or evil, could minimize the damage as much as possible.
This was a bold attempt.
For Søren, the outbreak of the Avatar Crisis was imminent, and it was very necessary to make such a bold attempt. If he succeeded, he might be able to rope in more help in the future. Even if he failed, he would only lose a little time. Considering that he had once helped the Saint Samurai, these people probably wouldn't attack him yet.
Chaos would destroy everything.
Now, the death rate of the entire continent had increased significantly, and various races had begun to collide fiercely because of the collapse of order. He couldn't feel all of this in Mordor City, but Søren had already noticed it when he went to Amber City and Whiterun City. This kind of turmoil would sooner or later affect the South Coast. In the future, when the terrible era of chaos arrived, any power of order was worth contacting.
Port District.
It was quite easy to find a group of Paladins in a city because they were too conspicuous.
Søren only needed to ask a passerby to find out where they were.
Under the light of dusk.
A young Saint Samurai was teaching a disciple, and next to him were other Saint Samurai. They were wearing slightly mottled and worn armor, and they looked completely different from the Saint Samurai in silver and dazzling armor he saw in the City of Wealth. The latter looked more like the embodiment of light and justice, while the former was like a lonely guardian who had gone through the vicissitudes of life and could only try to maintain justice in the world.
This was also an important reason why Søren was willing to get close to them.
Holy Avenger.
Pale Justice.
These two most powerful artifacts in the material plane were weapons that only Saint Samurai could use.
It just so happened that the Sacred Warrior organizations that were in charge of these two divine weapons had surprisingly maintained a peaceful heart. There was a trace of humility and reverence in their hearts, unlike the Sacred Warriors of the Church of the Lord of Glory, many of whom were unable to communicate with each other.
Under the afterglow of the setting sun.
When the young Saint Samurai saw Søren's figure, he was suddenly stunned. He still couldn't see Søren's face, but he remembered the cloak on Søren's body.
"Long time no see."
Søren nodded slightly, and after seeing that the other party didn't have any hostility, he slowly said, "It seems that you've become stronger! I want to see the Warden! … "
Even the gods would maintain appropriate respect for high-grade legendary figures.
This was true even for his followers. Even after death, such figures would still be valued in the Kingdom of God. They would be the most solid foundation of the Kingdom of God.
Under normal circumstances.
If a legendary figure who believed in them died, many times, they would send their own oracles to pick up the soul in person. If the other party's belief was pious enough and could attract the attention of the gods, then it was normal for the gods' incarnations to pick up the soul.
"Your Excellency, please come with me."
The young Saint Samurai might not be young anymore. After all, after so many experiences, his vicissitudes of life could no longer be concealed.
He could probably guess Søren's camp.
Because [Justice] had become his belief, his perception of the outside world had become more and more obvious.
In order to prevent the other Saint Samurai from doing something stupid like throwing a 'detection camp', he quickly bowed slightly to Søren to show his respect for the person in front of him, and then took him into the hotel.
The Saint Samurai around were surprised.
After all, the Hand of Justice was also a quasi-legendary figure. Only those who were legendary and above could make him bow to show his respect and call him 'Your Excellency'.
Søren seemed to be a Rogue.
It was well known.
Rogues were rarely good people. Rogues like Robin Hood were only exceptions, so they were wise enough not to delve into it.
Søren soon met the Warden.
This powerful legendary Saint Samurai, who had advanced into the legendary class [Judge], was also surprised by Søren's arrival.
However!
After all, the parts of the Holy Avenger were found through him, so the Warden was just surprised and had no other emotions. For a legendary figure to come to him in person, there must be something very important, maybe even related to the Holy Avenger. This was just his personal intuition, because the Warden told him where the important part of the Holy Avenger, 'Eye of Tyr', was. The Warden quickly let the others go out, but he left the Hand of Justice here. Obviously, he was ready to train him as his successor.
"I'm here for one thing."
Søren looked at the two Saint Samurai in front of him and felt a little pressure in his heart. It was not because of the difference in strength, but because of the identity of the two Saint Samurai.
He thought for a moment and was ready to tell the truth, but he had to hide something.
So.
He went straight to the point and said, "I'm going to deal with the God of the Hunt, Malar! Don't ask me why I want to deal with him! He's my enemy, and I want to kill him! It's that simple. "
This was the first sentence, and it seemed a little too imposing. The first sentence was to deal with a god, which directly shocked the two in front of him.
He thought for a moment.
Søren found that he had not yet revealed his identity, so he took off his hood and said the second sentence, "I'm Søren."
I'm Søren.
Just this sentence alone was enough.
The legendary Rogue who was known by everyone in the material plane, the powerful pirate king who ruled the three seas, built the prosperous city of Mordor single-handedly, and had a high status on the south coast.
He was the idol of the Rogues, and now he had become the faith of many Rogues.
The reason was simple.
He became a God!
There were only four words in the last paragraph, but the weight of these four words seemed to be a bit heavy. Just the sentence 'I'm Søren' had already stunned the two Saint Samurai in front of him.
They were both legendary figures, or close to legendary figures.
But there was no doubt that the real legendary figure in the material plane in recent years, the legend of the legends, was undoubtedly Søren, who rose rapidly in Mordor and successfully became a God with the clergy of [Half-Elf] and [Rogue].
The body of a God.
At this moment, the two Saint Samurai were a little confused. They had no time to think about whether Søren was in the evil camp, because they were now full of one thought, that a God had appeared in front of them in person.
My God!
I actually saw the body of a God!
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