Chapter 65: York City Crisis

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Time callback, when Buck had just left the tunnel and entered the desolate swamp.

At the Dawn Cathedral in Giant Peak City, Perry was praying there, and Dixon slowly walked over.

After praying with Perry, Dixon said slowly: "Sir Perry, Lord Engel sent news that a large number of cultists appeared in the previous baron's territory. The evidence is conclusive and I need to lead a team to deal with it. "

"That Baron? Buck?" Perry heard Engel's words, and a picture suddenly appeared in his mind.

It was a gorgeous door, located among the clouds. As the holy light shone, the door slowly opened.

The picture is clearly visible at this point, but Perry's expression has changed.

Cloud City!

The door to the Kingdom of the Lord of the Dawn.

You must know that the angels serving the Lord of the Morning are all transformed from the souls of extremely devout believers. When the Holy See encounters a crisis, it can use special methods to summon the angels in Yunzhong City to come.

There will be two situations when the gate of heaven in Yunzhong City is opened. One is that angels come, and the other is that devout souls are summoned by the Lord of the Morning and transform into angels.

But since the Lord of the Dawn fell into sleep, no matter how he was summoned, although Cloud City appeared, the door to heaven has never been opened again.

This means that in that war, not only did the Lord of the Morning fall asleep, but all the angels who guarded him also died.

But he actually saw the door of heaven opening. You must know that he had summoned Yunzhong City before, but he had never seen the door of heaven open.

The opening of the door to heaven meant that the Lord of the Dawn might wake up. Thinking of this, Perry's breathing quickened.

"I will go with you!"

"Ah!" Dixon was stunned for a moment when he heard that Perry wanted to go with him.

Giant Peak City was still under siege, and the departure of an archbishop-level clergyman like Perry would change the entire war. So when Engels gave him an order and asked him to find a way to let Perry go, he I'm almost dying of embarrassment.

One is a former boss and the other is a current boss, neither of whom dare to offend.

Who would have thought that Perry would actually ask to go.

"But here in Jufeng City..." The war in Jufeng City has become increasingly tense these days. It is said that the barbarian troops have appeared traces of the Cyclops. This terrifying creature is very destructive to the city wall.

"I'll go there in person, and you guys stay here to help the Duke stabilize the front." Perry said, leaving the church directly and walking towards the Duke's Mansion. He needed to borrow a griffon from the Duke to quickly reach York City.

"Is anyone gone? You did a good job, Dixon." About a few hours after Perry left, a man suddenly approached Dixon who was praying alone.

"Master Engels? How did you come here?" Dixon turned around and looked over, and asked in surprise when he found that it was Engels.

"Because I am needed here." Engels slowly walked to Dixon, suddenly stretched out his hand, and the powerful holy power directly controlled Dixon.

"Jufeng City has not been taken down for too long, and we are still asked to help. I don't see how those guys who only think about fighting are so arrogant in front of us!"

………………

York City, Lord's House.

Alec is handling the government affairs in the territory. Now people from York City are coming one after another to join, and a lot of troublesome trivial matters have arisen.

"Master Steward, there are a large number of refugees coming from outside the city, and we hope that York City will take them in." At this moment, John came in and reported.

"I know, according to the previous arrangement, we will place them outside the city first..." Alec ordered without raising his head.

"Okay, I'll make arrangements right away." John nodded and immediately went to make arrangements.

"But I think it's better to let them enter the city immediately." Just after John left, a hoarse voice suddenly came from behind Alec.

Alec was startled, turned his head and threw a fireball, flying towards the man in black robe who appeared behind him at an unknown time.

The fireball roared out, but it strangely dissipated in front of that person.

"Lord Korsa!" Alec recognized the person at this time and immediately saluted.

"It seems that you have been doing well recently. You have regained the trust of that little lord. But should I call you Horn or Alec?" Korsa smiled sinisterly, but Alec didn't smile at all. Can't get up.

One of the three bishops of the Plague Sect, a terrifying figure with the power of a puppet, how could he suddenly appear here? Didn't he always report that everything was normal? And if he wanted to contact him, the one who came should be his direct superior, the Bishop of the Plague, Faru. Damn, how could he be such a pervert?

For a moment, Alec broke into cold sweat.

"Don't be afraid, why would I touch Farouk's people? I'm here because of your mission."

"My mission? That Archbishop Perry is coming?" Alec was shocked when he heard what the other party said.

"It seems that you have not forgotten your identity, which is good. Perry has already flown here on a gryphon. He will arrive in about an hour. Are you ready?" Korsa asked slowly .

"Returning to the arms of my Lord is my lifelong wish. Sir, please wait a moment, I will go and prepare..." Alec said, turning around to leave, but was stopped by Korsa.

I saw him taking out a box, and with a little force, the box softened like plasticine and then opened, revealing the beating meat ball inside, and then pressed it against Alec's chest.

As if sensing something, the flesh ball suddenly stretched out its spikes, pierced Alec's flesh and blood, and then penetrated.

"Okay, go and clean up, and then let the refugees enter the city. By the way, avoid the magic tower when you do it. That guy Eskel was cursed by the gods and couldn't take action, but no one can guarantee that he will. What an accident."

Korsa's words made Alec's heart sink completely. The other party had even investigated Eskel's identity, so he was probably well prepared.

Not daring to hesitate at all, Alec quickly dealt with the wound on his chest, then left the Lord's Mansion and walked out of the city.

"Master Butler, why are you here?" Outside the city, John, who was settling the refugees, looked at Alec who came over and asked a little strangely.

"Let these refugees enter the city." Alec glanced at the refugees outside the city and ordered directly.

"But didn't you just say..."

"Let them in." Alec's voice became a little serious.

"Yes, Mr. Butler." John nodded. Buck had already said when he left that Alec would be responsible for everything in the territory, and he would naturally not disobey.

As the refugees entered York City in batches, Alec gathered them in an open space in the west of the city.

This place is relatively far from the residential area and the mage tower. It is an area to be developed, but it has been circled in advance. There are only a few military training grounds that Buck uses to replenish his numbers.

At this time, a sound like a lion's roar and an eagle's roar came from a distance.

"The show is about to begin!"*3

In the Lord's Mansion, the Mage Tower, and on a high slope outside the city, Korsa, Eschar and Quilin all showed playful smiles.