Xu Shuo said thoughtfully, with a meaningful smile on his lips, and looked into the void with interest.
Zuo Fang raised his head when he heard the sound, and then twitched the corner of his mouth slightly.
The enemy had tricked them.
This guy actually got excited.
From the beginning of this game, the enemy took the lead in attacking, forcing the Pope of Light to go to the royal capital with a coronation excuse that was full of mistakes at first glance.
Conflicts and disputes are initiated by the other party.
Time and the fuse are also lit by the other party.
Half of the initiative in this game has always been in the hands of the enemy.
And Xu Shuo decided to go to the Far North Mountains from the beginning, just to fight for the other half.
The empire of Saint Varro had lasted for thousands of years.
Even the Holy See of Light has a history of thousands of years, but the power they hold in their hands cannot match the real ruler of this continent.
The most important thing in war is the army!
However, the way to check and balance the private soldiers is that the Holy See Army of the Holy See of Light is far inferior to the imperial army on this majestic continent!
Even if the Silver Shield Legion joins, it will be the same.
After the information about the Holy See's power-seeking spread spread, hundreds of city-states on the mainland coordinated and stationed troops. If the Holy See had no backup, it would be impossible to withstand this charge.
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But the governors of the city-state of Yinlax are all members of the Holy See of Light.
Naturally, this city will not be the only one to support the Holy See.
The Holy See of Light dares to plan for royal power.
A large part of the reason is that the Holy See of Light has become their spiritual support in the hearts of ordinary people. If it builds a theocratic empire, it will not cause strong resentment and resistance from ordinary people on the mainland.
Ordinary people have never enjoyed the superior feeling of rights.
Therefore, there is actually no difference between the rulers above them, whether they are the empire or the Holy See.
You will feel the change.
There are only those nobles and political officials who stand at the top of the pyramid.
It is this group of people who control and possess resources and power, and they are the only ones that the Holy See needs to subdue the most.
War does not happen overnight.
Just, in this game.
Xu Shuo's camp is not suitable for a long-term war.
Because players don't need to think about world consequences.
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"Then what should we do? Should we send troops to chase him and fight him now?"
Zuo Fang said after thinking.
Xu Shuo glanced at him, stood up from his seat, and said as he slowly walked down the steps: "We must pursue him, but we need to see what the enemy's plan is first."
"Are you still waiting for others to make the first move?" Zuo Fang raised his eyebrows in disapproval.
"I always feel like there's something wrong." Xu Shuo said thoughtfully.
"What's missing? The dragon?"
"no."
"Elves?"
"No."
"Silver Shields?"
"It went well over there."
"Hey wait!"
When Xu Shuo walked in front of him, Zuo Fang, who had been staring at this face, suddenly thought of something and clapped his hands in realization.
He said suspiciously: "When you came to the Royal Capital, you gave up the defense of Guangming City, right? It was basically the same as Walder XVIII giving up the Royal Capital. Then could you come to the Royal Capital and occupy his He went to Guangming City to occupy your hometown because of your territory?"
Xu Shuo looked at him.
Zuo Fang looked determined.
"Then what do you think he plans to do by occupying my Guangming City?" Xu Shuo asked with interest.
"Smash your headquarters of the God of Light! Destroy the Holy See's faith in the hearts of the people! Then fight a protracted war!" Zuo Fang looked fierce.
"Then do you think he thinks I will be obedient and fight for a long time?"
"Emm... no."
Zuo Fang shook his head honestly.
He touched his nose and suddenly felt that his speculation just now was useless.
But Xu Shuo thought for a moment.
In the memory of the Pope of Light, there is nothing in Guangming City that would affect their strength that needs to be protected. This is why Xu Shuo gave up the defense of Guangming City and brought out all the Holy See troops.
Moreover, Guangming City is actually not that easy to break.
Not to mention that the Saint of Light is guarding the city.
It's that Guangming City is the capital of faith in the entire continent. The Guangming Holy See has invested no less effort in that city than the large-scale teleportation magic circle in this castle.
So after searching the memory of the Pope of Light again.
Xu Shuo kept this matter in his heart for the time being, and just sketched a magic jade stone and sent an inquiry message to Guangming City.
After sending away the magic stone, Xu Shuo also walked out of the underground temple.
"Let's go and take a look outside."
"Looking at you like this, why do you always feel that there is something wrong with you? Don't let it cause a big problem in the end. Is everything okay over there in Guangming City?" Zuo Fang followed behind and asked relentlessly.
"Then why don't you rush back and take a look?"
"...I can't make it in time, forget it."
"With my power, the magic circle in the castle can be activated again. Why don't you go back now."
"...I said forget it!"
Zuo Fang said that he had not slept for several days and nights.
…
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It’s noon today.
When something unexpected happened at the Gate of Pallas in the royal capital.
The far western continent.
Although the human continent is extremely vast, there is no dividing line between day and night. It is noon over there, and the sun is shining brightly over here. Even though it is early winter, the sun is shining brightly.
A ridge in the Amician Mountains.
On the crown of a big tree.
The young man who had lost track of the elf stood at the top of the tree canopy, his dark red eyes slightly narrowed, looking at the plain in the distance.
But his gaze seemed to have penetrated thousands of miles, and his gaze was focused on the city of light standing on the edge of the Western Continent, so that the dark red child's heart shone slightly with a ray of light.
The midday sun was bright and fell on the young man.
The sky in the distance is like clouds, but the sun is hanging high in the sky and is setting to the west as time goes by.
To the west is Guangming City.
It is also where the sun sets.
The young man looked over there, and for a moment, he couldn't tell whether it was the shape of the sun or the shining power of light that reflected in his eyes.
"I don't even want to think about why that elf is so obsessed with this mountain range."
Luo Kun suddenly raised his lips and smiled, the light in his eyes gradually stopped, and the boy's eyes returned to a quiet dark red.
If you want the army of Warcraft to help.
It is undoubtedly most suitable for the ice elves to go to the Andas Mountains, which is closer to the Eastern Continent, but the other party settled for the second best and came to the Amician Mountains, which is closer to the City of Light.
And even though he was hunted down several times, he still never left this place.
It can be seen that the Amician Mountains are their target.
"Oh, I may have thought of it."
Luo Kun suddenly laughed again.
It doesn't matter when I think about it. There is a high probability that the Pope of Light doesn't know the secrets under Guangming City at all.
In fact, thousands of years have passed without human knowledge.
…
Guangming City.
In the temple of the Holy See of Light.
The girl wearing a platinum priestly robe stood under the statue of light and prayed quietly. Suddenly, she opened her eyes, and a flash of light flashed across Tong Ren.
The girl turned her head and looked outside the temple.
Her face is calm, her delicate face is as gentle as jade, her indifferent and noble temperament seems to be innate, and the sanctity and purity between her eyebrows make people unconsciously respect her.
"The guests are coming."
The Holy Lady of Light said softly: "Go and greet her."
After her words fell, several dark figures appeared quietly beside her. The cloak covering her body spread with dark golden lines, reflecting the mark of the sun crown.
The Heretic Tribunal, the most terrifying existence of the Holy See of Light.
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