Under the vast white sky, a majestic church broke through the sound barrier, dragging golden light traces along the way, and brought down blessings.

Below, there are endless rice fields everywhere, whether it is steep cliffs or rotten swamps, the golden light flows, taking root the seeds of hope and growing into crystal clear and full ears of rice.

"Thank you Lord Arthas for your kindness!"

"The glory of God shines on Northern Europe!"

"My merciful Lord, please let this humble servant serve you forever!"

The displaced refugees looked sallow, skinny, and had injuries from abuse on their bodies.

But when I saw this scene of a great harvest, I was shocked, and a glimmer of hope ignited in my eyes.

After the war started, the territories of the three principalities, as well as the areas of chaos and the jurisdiction of the city of Constantine, were severely traumatized by the war. The wasteland, ruins, gunpowder smoke, and devastation were everywhere. The residents in the city were forced to stay away from their hometowns and were displaced.

The escape was quite difficult, and there were more corpses than vultures eating carrion.

And while the two sides were fighting and had no time to take care of it, the Harvest Court finally revealed its ambition that it had suppressed for hundreds of years.

The devout believers who lurk at the bottom intend to spread the doctrine and build a paradise in the Northland among the ruins of the war, free from exploitation and oppression.

And everyone has adequate food and clothing, lives and works in peace and contentment, and enjoys the right to pray under the witness of the divine court.

"In the long past, our ancestors abandoned their faith, but hundreds of years have passed. Unexpectedly, Arthas, the god of harvest, still remembers us without abandoning his past grudges!"

A farmer burst into tears and reached out to touch a few handfuls of harvested rice ears. The aroma of ripe rice filled the air, and he was filled with emotion.

Behind him was a woman in coarse linen clothes, holding a child in her left hand and holding a baby in her right hand. The wrinkles on her face relaxed, revealing a lucky smile.

This scene was staged in every rice field.

They found a suitable place to live, built wooden houses, and planned to live there for a long time. They believed in the benevolent and great Assass with piety throughout their lives.

"With the power of faith, more than half of the plan is completed, and it is not in vain for me to provoke this war."

In the magic tower, Fei Lan sighed, with a look of relief on his face.

At this time, he has the appearance of a handsome young man and his mature and steady temperament, which is enough to make aristocrats and ladies scream crazy, the kind who would be imprisoned in a small dark room and squeezed dry every day.

In front of him is a tall statue, wearing a helmet and holding a book, imprinted in the shape of an ear of rice, with a friendly and charitable gesture.

Due to the arrangement of the gods, he lost his sword and thus lost the right to inherit the title of Lord of the Gods.

"Squeak..."

Under your feet is a handmade carpet inlaid with gold threads, which is very comfortable and soft to step on.

I saw a nun in white robe, opening the door and appearing in the church hall.

She is petite, with long golden hair flowing down like a waterfall, and her fair skin, under the sunlight cast by the window sill, reveals her beautiful face and delicate features, giving people a pure and clean feeling, like a refreshing breeze.

"Your Majesty, everything is ready."

Kana bowed respectfully, lowered her face, and showed a trace of fear in her bright eyes.

Although she is a bishop-level transcendent, facing this terrifying old man, the ruler of the Harvest Temple, she can only serve him as a humble nun.

"Kana, my child, don't be nervous."

Fei Lan stopped praying, turned around, his eyes fell on the girl, and a smile appeared on his steady and serious face: "My Lord, I will return to the North with glory!"

"At that time, as the Archbishop of the Divine Court, I will achieve great success and retire, and you will be promoted to the high priest, taking my place and taking charge of all the duties of the Divine Court, so that the glory of our Lord can once again spread throughout the North."

"grown ups……"

Kana raised her head in astonishment, her delicate and pure face full of disbelief: "Sir, I...how could I have the ability to serve our Lord in your place..."

"This is my Lord's will, and it is also my will. The oracle speaks, and there is no doubt."

Fei Lan smiled, his handsome face filled with a sense of vicissitudes of life, but his tone was unwavering.

Kana was stunned, she caught the tired look in the other person's eyes, her eyes were dull for a moment, and she was extremely ashamed.

This old man who serves the gods has done so much for the Divine Court. It can be said that without him, the Harvest Divine Court would have been destroyed hundreds of years ago.

What's more, she was raised by an old man and he treated her like a treasure.

However, in order to cultivate the next generation of successors of the Divine Court, she witnessed the misery and weakness of the Divine Court, worked hard to practice, and gradually matured.

What moved her even more, and what made her feel guilty, was that even the treasure that the old man planned to extend his life was thrown to her without hesitation, just to lower the threshold of the golden road and add a little more possibility of promotion to the extraordinary.

Seeing that Kana was still a little worried, Fei Lan said: "Don't worry, your guardian knight, I have already chosen it for you... Come in."

As he finished speaking, a tall knight wearing armor and a helmet placed on his waist walked in amid the light falling from the frescoes on the church dome.

"Yes, it's you!"

When Kana saw the other party, her white robe trembled and she couldn't help being stunned.

"The Paladin of the Bailan Principality, Yashette, is willing to serve you."

The paladin who had previously participated in the battle, with snow-haired and green eyes, knelt on one knee in front of Kana, lowered his head, and performed the knight's salute.

At Fei Lan's signal, Yashette raised her head, looked at the dull and beautiful nun, and said with a smile: "Long time no see, Your Highness, the future high priest."

"This... this is..." Kana's pretty face was dull, and the scene in front of her seemed to have impacted her original understanding.

"Yaxuet is the adopted son I secretly adopted."

Fei Lan explained, "This operation is also based on the identity of the Bailan Principality, specifically to protect your safety and cooperate with you to hold down those people."

Kana was thoughtful and looked at Fei Lan's tall figure with admiration.

According to rumors, Yashet was a first-generation duke of Bailan Principality. He once had drunken sex and favored the illegitimate son born to a maid.

But what happened was that there were very few heirs of that line of dukes, and they had astonishing potential. There were only three of them. In order to train the next duke and the sword bearers who guard the duchy, resources were tilted, and among them was Yashette.

Kana was already smart during her training along the way, so she naturally understood that Yashet was supported by the divine court.

So, to be able to contact Yashette under the watch of Bailan Principality, there are also forces from the Divine Court lurking within the principality.

Kana felt relieved when she thought that Fei Lan had lived for five hundred years.

The old man has worked hard for five hundred years and has naturally done many things that are conducive to the rise of the Divine Court. Even the status of an extraordinary person has no time to enjoy extravagantly. For the sake of the Divine Court's grand plan, he swallows his voice and shows weakness to the enemy, but he straightens his back.

Speak out forcefully, cut off the enemy's vicious hands to seize the divine court, and truly work your whole life.

"By the way, sir, the extraordinary beings we dragged away are still in the ruins of the Giant City. Do we want to attack together, kill them, and offer my lord a gift of rebirth?"

Yaxue said with a calm expression on his face.

Due to the blockade of the void and the restriction of communication methods, Balor the Fire Demon and the three extraordinary beings from the three principalities did not know that the outside world had changed drastically.

As for the city of Constantine, it had long been breached by Bishop Fei Lan with the power of the magic tower. One of the new extraordinary beings guarding the city was dead and injured, and they were reduced to edible rice that could extend their lives.

This is the trump card of the Promi family. Even if it is revealed, after hundreds of moves, it cannot withstand the power of the magic tower.

The Thunder of Nirvana is combined with the Magic Tower. Once it is launched, combined with the thought of spring and autumn, it can go back a few seconds to attack first, making it impossible to prevent it.

After all, thinking about spring and autumn is blessed by thousands of miles of rice fields, confusing time, and the auxiliary effect is very abnormal.

Even if the Flame Beast King and the Titan Soldier keep destroying the rice fields and dismantling the golden means, the efficiency of the destruction is not as high as the magic tower cultivating the fields all the way.

Not to mention, the summoned golden shadow became a puppet of the Divine Court.

At this time, the extraordinary combat power of Shenting's side is snowballing, but there is an upper limit to the number of summons.

"Buzz!"

While the three of them were discussing, suddenly, the statue of Assas sparked a golden light.

"The time has come."

Fei Lan squinted his eyes, waved his hand, and tore the void apart, creating a tributary of time and stepping out of three golden shadows.

Wu Qi, who is in charge of the giant bow, as well as a wind mage and a swordsman from the Promi family.

"Change of plan, capture the Demon King, seize the Titan Soldier, let's go!"

Suddenly, the runes outside the church burst into bright golden light, and the surrounding scenery became blurred.

The statues of one person and one lion are originally one body and respond to each other.

In the beginning, the poodle was sent out deliberately just to test it out.

The Gluttonous Demon King has not yet entered the transcendent realm, which means that he does not have the sequence sacred tree in his hand.

But she destroyed the main base of the Principality of Vayne and must have taken away the wine of immortality.

And the wine of youthfulness is also one of his creations.

The previous Duke Vayne got the wine of immortality by chance. He concealed his identity and sent it out specially to murder the other party. After a period of turmoil in the divine court, he also forced the current Duke to use the "Resurrection Technique"

As a bait, let's cooperate with Shenting for the time being.

In this way, the Gluttony Demon King is suspected of using the Wine of Immortality as a sequence profession to open up a path to gold, which will inspire a deeper power - the extraordinary power left in it that was tried to be refined by two generations of Duke Vayne.

As for the lion dog, it has the blood of the golden tree as an energy source. If it really enters the giant god weapon, the inside and outside should cooperate to plot to seize the giant god weapon.

Everything fell into the calculation of the divine court.

Since it is impossible to calculate, then force the other party to follow the path of your own calculation.

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To be continued...