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Chapter 45

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Meeting the black-clothed girl's gaze, He Ming suddenly calmed down, his mood much more relaxed, and he even smiled.

But his right hand was still raised in the air, ready to clench into a powerful fist at any moment. The two thousand black-armored cavalry were ready to attack.

The black-clothed girl shifted her gaze to the somewhat disorderly cavalry. She seemed to be thinking of something, her brow creasing.

With a gust of wind, her figure vanished.

The remaining wind once more stirred up the dust of Mount Mo and sent it drifting toward the cavalry.

The dust was scattered by the wind, becoming shapeless.

Suddenly, countless milky-white rays of light pierced through the dust, making it seem like white sand.

These rays of light suffused with a divine aura came from the bows and arrows in the hands of the cavalry.

Compared to the massive divine crossbows hidden in the depths of the camp, these Sacred Light arrows were the most terrifying weapons of the black-armored cavalry.

Had the black-clothed girl chosen to leave because she sensed the Sacred Light arrows?

A deputy general walked up to He Ming and looked in the direction the girl had vanished. His hand on his sword, he said, "She's rather quick to react."

There was an obvious sense of unwillingness in his words.

The black-clothed girl had appeared too suddenly and descended too quickly. Neither the true experts of the black-armored cavalry nor the array masters had been able to react in time.

In the deputy general's view, if the girl had been just a little slower, or if a similar situation had occurred again, the black-armored cavalry would have definitely been able to keep her here.

Even if the black-clothed girl had displayed such a terrifying destructive power.

He Ming silently gazed in the direction the black-clothed girl had vanished.

He did not agree with the deputy general's view.

The black-armored cavalry had traversed the world and had never tasted defeat, so they naturally had methods to deal with experts. Even if they were facing a Divine expert today, they were still confident that they could contend with her for a while. The problem was that, if his guess was correct, the black-clothed girl just now was no ordinary expert, but a dragon …

"What? That was a dragon? "

Upon hearing He Ming's words, the deputy general and the surrounding officers were stunned speechless.

He Ming's voice was slightly hoarse as he said, "Yes, and it should be a Black Frost Dragon."

The deputy general was even more shocked, and then speechless. He subconsciously scratched his head.

If the black-clothed girl really was such an existence, then her retreat was no longer out of fear, but out of mercy …

Yes, from the very start, when she had landed on the summit of Mount Mo and not directly attacked the black-armored heavy cavalry, one should have been able to guess that if she had allowed the black-armored heavy cavalry to enter Mount Mo first and then attacked, coupled with her innate pressure on the Dragonhorses, even if the black-armored heavy cavalry were not completely annihilated, they would definitely have suffered unbearably heavy injuries.

Since ancient times, the ones who could restrain the black-armored cavalry the most were not the divine experts who rode the clouds and did not come into contact with the earth's qi, but the dragons.

It was said that one thousand years ago, when Emperor Taizong established the black-armored cavalry, he had specially designed and trained them to deal with the attacks of dragon experts.

Later on, because of the Galactic Contract, the Dragon Clan never set foot on the continent again. The world gradually forgot about those terrifying high-level creatures. The Black Armored Cavalry had also developed to the fourth generation. The training they had received and the methods they had devised had long been lost in some old pile of papers in the military headquarters.

A general suddenly came to his senses and said, "The Dragon race has actually come to the continent. Is she not afraid of being killed by all the experts of the Divine?"

"The current experts of the Divine all have their own thoughts. How could they work together to carry out that contract?"

Divine General He Ming said, "And when both sides signed the contract, they forgot about her existence, so her name was not on it."

The deputy general asked, "Just who is that black-clothed girl?"

"All of you should have already guessed that she is the Pope's Dragon Envoy."

He Ming was quiet for a while, then said, "She is also that taboo in the Imperial Palace."

With the Tianhai Divine Empress's return to the sea of stars, many secrets from back then were gradually revealed to the light of the sun, naturally including the legend of the Black Dragon.

The plains constantly bulged like a still wave of wheat. The black-armored cavalry stood in the middle, making no sound.

Suddenly, He Ming gave a self-deprecating smile, but his eyes became firm. "Form the Peerless Turbid Wave Array."

The black-armored cavalry famed for their strict discipline seemed rather strange at this moment.

The staff officers all looked at him with strange gazes, but they did not immediately pass on the order.

Because Divine General He Ming had spoken of the Peerless Turbid Wave Array.

This sort of array was famed for its sturdiness and steadiness, most suited for resting and ambushing.

With Mount Mo destroyed and the morale of the army wavering, Divine General He Ming's arrangement was actually very reasonable.

The problem was that the Peerless Turbid Wave Array moved … very slowly.

If they used this array to advance, perhaps by the time dusk dyed the sky red, they would still be unable to reach the Mausoleum of Books. What meaning would there be?

The deputy general looked at Divine General He Ming and wanted to voice his objection, but he suddenly thought of something. His face paled and he said no more.

… …

… …

When Mount Mo was smashed into a cliff, the entire capital felt it.

The residences on the two banks of the Luo River swayed, but no houses collapsed. Countless plumes of dust rose from the beams and the ground, making the entire world seem rather hazy.

The complex designs carved on the stone pillars had become somewhat indistinct, and the room that had once been filled with plum blossoms had long ago been shrouded in dust.

The row of maple trees outside the Bureau of Ecclesiastic Education had many broken branches. They seemed to be haphazardly piled up on the street, but if one looked carefully, one could see the traces of an array within.

The maple trees and the array concealed within had kept the black-clothed cavalry directly under the Bureau of Ecclesiastic Education at bay.

Because of the Grand Examination, the three cardinals and priests of the Bureau of Ecclesiastic Education had entered the Green Leaf World and were currently being held in the bosom of a black-clothed girl.

The current Bureau of Ecclesiastic Education simply did not have the strength to resist the will of the Li Palace.

In the shortest amount of time, the Li Palace cavalry had completed their occupation of this famous building.

The cavalry of the Bureau of Ecclesiastic Education outside the maple forest somewhat helplessly and also somewhat rejoiced as they lowered their weapons.

… …

… …

The Bureau of Ecclesiastic Education was the headquarters of the Orthodoxy's conservative faction and governed the famous Six Ivies, but the only one that truly needed to be dealt with was the Heavenly Dao Academy.

At the same time, the Heavenly Dao Academy was also the most troublesome place.

Because of its relationship with Mao Qiuyu and because of the Heavenly Dao Academy's reputation, the Li Palace could not choose to forcefully attack.

Linghai Zhiwang slightly leaned forward, his face filled with loathing as he stared at the determined teachers and students of the Heavenly Dao Academy.

Back then, he had been valued by both the Pope and the Tianhai Divine Empress precisely because he had never been naive, even when he was still a youth.

What he loathed the most in his life were the so-called naivety, hot-bloodedness, and passion, but he knew that these traits were very troublesome, because they all pointed directly at the word 'sacrifice'.

He naturally did not care if these teachers and students of the Heavenly Dao Academy became countless corpses.

The problem was that this would affect the Pope's prestige, and it would also affect the relationship between Mao Qiuyu and the Li Palace.

It was obvious that Zhuang Zhihuan was well aware of these things, so even after learning of the Bureau of Ecclesiastic Education's actions, he still refused to surrender.

He hoped that these young students of the Heavenly Dao Academy, brimming with ideals and willing to sacrifice themselves, could help him persist until good news came from the Mausoleum of Books.

Linghai Zhiwang glanced at the old Daoist next to him and said, "You're also the vice principal, so why are there no students willing to listen to you?"

This old Daoist was Daoist Shuxin. He sighed and said nothing.

Back when Mao Qiuyu was in seclusion in the Li Palace, his junior brother Zhuang Zhihuan had personally protected him while the Heavenly Dao Academy was managed by Daoist Shuxin.

Linghai Zhiwang, who had proposed this plan, had hoped that Daoist Shuxin could use this period of time to strengthen his control over the Heavenly Dao Academy and prepare for today.

But who could have imagined that Zhuang Zhihuan's prestige in the Heavenly Dao Academy was so high?

The curses of the young students grew louder and louder.

Linghai Zhiwang's complexion grew gloomier and gloomier. "On the count of five, prepare to kill."

Daoist Shuxin was shocked by these words and bitterly advised, "Absolutely not!"

Linghai Zhiwang ignored him.

With a clear clatter of metal, the Orthodoxy cavalry slowly unsheathed the swords of the Church that glowed with divine light.

The black attendants of the Hall of Heavenly Judgment were like several dozen ghosts as they silently snuck into the Heavenly Dao Academy. (To be continued.)

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