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The battle of the Holy See in the Light to eliminate the pseudo-pope was earth-shaking and completely changed the power structure of the Light plane.

The human world, except for some diehards, has been completely eliminated.

The far-reaching influence is spreading continuously.

And at the same time.

In the ocean not far from the East China Sea, there is a sea area called the "Azure Blue Sea". This was once the center of the entire ocean and the center of the rights of the entire Siren clan.

Under the blue sea, under the beach that is even brighter than crystal, the former Sea Royal Palace is buried, the former Sea Royal residence, which was once extremely glorious in the history of the Siren clan, but also carries endless sadness.

Now, on this site, a brand new crystal palace is being gradually built. Although it is only half built, it can be vaguely seen its majesty and magnificence.

This is the new Sea Royal Palace, belonging to the new Sea Royal Palace, Deshiva Haige.

At this moment.

In the Sea King's Seminary Hall, which has initially been outlined, the new Sea King Deshiva Haige is having a meeting with her father Graham Haige and Arthur Glacier, the North Sea King.

Behind the three, other senior generals of the Siren clan stood respectfully and were listening attentively.

Suddenly.

A brilliant golden gate opened in the ocean, and a figure surrounded by holy light stepped out of the gate, flapping its wings and slowly descending.

The figure has brilliant blonde hair and three pairs of white angel wings, and is the six-winged archangel St. John Nassader.

"His Excellency Archangel."

Deshiva Haige quickly stood up, bowed slightly to him, and saluted.

Graham Haige, the East Sea Neptune and Arthur Glacier, the North Sea Neptune, also stood up and bowed respectfully: "His Excellency Archangel."

"His Excellency Archangel."

The senior general of the Siren clan behind the three also looked terrified and quickly knelt on one knee to salute respectfully. The expression between the eyebrows and eyes was both respectful and fearful.

Nasadr nodded slightly to everyone, without saying nonsense, and said solemnly: "My lord has an order, the sea emperor Deshiva Haige, the sea emperor Graham Haige, and the sea king Arthur Glacier in the North Sea, and the sea king Arthur Glacier in extermination of heresy, each of whom was rewarded with divine power to inject body once."

Deshiva Haige was stunned at first, then happily knelt down in the direction of the rising sun, and piously and humbly paid the highest respect to the supreme Lord of Light: "It is the honor of my Siren clan to be able to fight for the glory of the Lord."

Behind her, all the powerful men from the Siren clan knelt down together, and their expressions were unconsciously filled with a hint of excitement.

"This is what you deserve. Accept God's grace~"

Nasadr nodded slightly at them, then raised his hand and waved it, and three groups of divine power brilliance quietly shattered in his palms.

In an instant, three brilliant holy lights fell from the sky, covering Deshiva Haige and the other three. Their auras quickly rose, and in just a moment they soared a lot.

Deshiva Haige was surprised and delighted.

Under the infusion of the divine power of light, the "divine seed" in her body suddenly became active. In just a short while, she obviously felt that the fusion between the "divine seed" and her became deeper, and the law of water that made her feel mysterious and extremely mysterious seemed to be closer to her.

She had a strong premonition that as long as she had another divine power infusion, she could break through the current bottleneck and enter the 8th level legend.

Graham Haige, the East Sea Neptune and Arthur Glacier, the North Sea Neptune, were also surprised and happy.

They have been a legendary powerhouse at level 8 for a long time. Only those who have reached this level will understand how difficult it is to advance after level 8, and every little improvement is a huge difficulty.

However, just one divine infusion of power has significantly improved their strength, saving them at least decades of hard work.

To be honest, when they participated in the encirclement of the heretic Iglaz, they were actually unwilling to say no to them out of their awe of the God of Light, and they never thought that they would get any benefits.

If I had known that the benefits were so great, I would have worked harder when I was fighting. If I performed well, I might get additional rewards of divine power...

In an instant, this idea came to mind unconsciously in the minds of East China Sea and North China Sea.

...

Deep underground, in the vast underground space that was excavated at some time, a magnificent altar has just been completed.

The altar is located in a dark area, surrounded by only a halo of halos. On the altar, a dazzling beam of sky light is projected from an infinite height, covering the entire altar.

The light was blazing and dazzling, full of divine aura.

On the altar, the golden emblem representing the Lord of Light shines brightly in the light.

On the four sides of the steps, the same sentence written in languages ​​of different races and civilizations is carved, "Being in darkness, the heart is facing light."

Under the steps, the dark saint Judy was busy with her followers, using her white and tender petals to make the final embellishment of the altar.

Suddenly.

A brilliant golden door opened in the beam of light, and a handsome six-winged angel with deep eyes flew out from it, flapping its wings and slowly landing on the altar.

Archangel Saint Luke!

The dark saint Judy was stunned at first, then suddenly became ecstatic.

She knew that the Lord would be favored by His most devout believers.

She quickly walked to the altar with her followers and welcomed the arrival of the angel with the most pious and fanatical attitude.

"My Lord has a decree. The dark saint Judy has made outstanding achievements and has given divine power to indulge in body once." After seeing the ceremony, Saint Luke nodded slightly at Judy, with a solemn expression, "In addition, my Lord has already known your application that His reply is 'ok'."

The Dark Saint Judy was very surprised: "Thank you for my Lord. I will definitely not let Him down."

St. Luke nodded slightly, without saying much.

With his hand raised, the divine light ball shattered, and a magnificent holy light suddenly fell from the sky and fell on the dark saint Judy.

But in a moment, Judy's aura sky skyrocketed a lot, and her strength, which was already a level 7 saint, was one step closer to the level 8 legend.

Judy was very happy.

The stronger she is, the more things she can do. The more obstacles she can clear for the Lord. As long as she works hard enough, she will definitely be more favored by the Lord than the pretender of the Saint of Light.

Judy clenched her fists secretly and made up her mind.

Seeing that the mission had been completed, St. Luke did not delay much, and his six-wings vibrated and slowly rose upwards along the skylight.

Judy reacted and quickly led her men to salute respectfully: "Give me a visit to the Archangel."

It was not until St. Luke's figure slowly sank into the light gate that she turned around and stood up and looked at everyone behind her.

"From now on, this is our sanctuary. We are the Lord's sickle in the dark, the firm executor of the will of the Idea, and the ultimate nightmare for all heretics and traitors."

The dark scepter in her hand was paused, and her voice suddenly rose.

“I declare that the ‘Heaven Court’ was officially established.”

In an instant, everyone's eyes lit up.

...

At the same time, angels also came in the Patrick Islands, the headquarters of the Magicians Association, and the Imperial Palace of the Empire of Light, reading out the oracles and bringing down the grace of the gods.

The brilliant golden light door blooms in the sky, and white wings pass through the sky, and light feathers fall from the sky.

All the inhabitants of the Patrick Islands, including all the inhabitants of the Imperial Capital of the Light, had the honor to witness the arrival of the angels and saw the messenger of God lingering in the holy light.

The palace historian bathed in a fasting manner, spread out the parchment paper devoutly, and picked up a quill pen. As the ink traces flowed, ink-colored words were recorded in the history books.

Thousands of years later, history books were copied over and over again, and countless truths were obscured in the dust of history, but this day was still remembered by countless people.

Because, it was on this day.

The Lord of Light, the great existence that lives in the high sky and overlooks the earth, is back.

His glory shines again, His messengers walk on the earth again, His name is blessed again, and His deeds reappear in the psalms of praise of the minstrels.

According to historical records, this day is called "Return Day".

On the same day, Emperor Carlos Spring Hall of the Empire of Light was ill and moved to the palace for recuperation under the protection of the Royal Guard. Before leaving, he entrusted all the things in the empire to the third prince Charles Spring Hall.

Five days later, Emperor Carlos Spring Hall, the Emperor of the Empire of Light, passed away in the palace at the age of 65.

The Minister of the Interior convened royal meetings and noble meetings according to tradition. According to the will of the former emperor Carlos Spring Hall, the throne of the Empire of Light was inherited by the third prince Charles Spring Hall.

Three days later, all preparations were completed, and the third prince Charles Spring Hall held a grand succession ceremony at the Cathedral of Holy Light. Under the gaze of God, the saint of Light, Catherine Nakata performed an oracle, and brought him a golden crown representing the emperor of the Empire of Light, and officially succeeded him as the Emperor of the Empire of Light.

The most legendary dynasty in the history of the Empire of Light, the Charles Dynasty, has begun since then.

...

A few days later.

Northern Territory of the Empire of Light.

Beech tree-headed, Chino Town.

In an ordinary blacksmith shop, the blacksmith Old Nova, who was shirtless and wearing a leather apron, was pounding a red-hot iron with force, slowly pounding it into the shape of a farm tool.

The burning fire made his cheeks red, and the white temples and the vicissitudes of his forehead clearly and clearly.

He looked like an ordinary old blacksmith, no different from the old blacksmiths in the other two blacksmith shops in the town.

Suddenly.

The door of the blacksmith shop was opened with a "bang" from outside, and a half-year-old child ran in.

"Uncle Nova! Uncle Nova!"
To be continued...