All the saints landed on the flying boats. Although the three flying boats that went hand in hand looked intact, they had an inexplicable sense of desolation.

Without the protection of the saints and flying boats, those ordinary soldiers will face the slaughter of spells, but have no power to fight back. The outcome of the Eastern Expedition Army can be imagined.

The deck of the flying boat was silent, and the saints who had experienced many battles one after another were full of worries and no sound.

The Eastern Expedition, which the Holy Emperor and His Majesty Caesar have been actively preparing for for a long time, now seems not as smooth as they imagined, and there is even a possibility of defeat.

"Mephelon!"

Standing on one of the flying boats, he was rejected by other high-level saints. Odin, standing alone in the corner, suddenly called one of the high-level saints.

"What?"

Senior Saint Mefellon looked over in confusion.

"Come with me!"

Odin didn't say much, and walked straight to the deck of the tail of the flight boat without looking back.

Mefelon hesitated for a moment and immediately followed.

There were not many people at the tail of the boat. Odin sent out the alert saints and soldiers around him and released a soundproofing technique.

A faint holy light enveloped within ten steps.

The figure of the Dongtu Machinery Boat in the distance was no longer visible.

"Is there anything wrong?"

Mefelon frowned, and he felt that the other party seemed to have something important to tell him.

"Merfeiron, do you really have no idea?"

Odin's words sounded mindless and without any warning.

Mefellon was stunned for a moment, then his face changed slightly, and he said in a deep voice: "What do you mean?"

"The empire lost one million troops, and the vassal state also lost eight hundred thousand. The Holy Court paid such a great price, but in the end it got nothing!"

Odin turned slowly and looked at the floating clouds in the distance.

The army trapped in the Fengxuan King Capital has not been completely wiped out at this moment, but their fate is already destined.

"You Sibia family have this courage?"

Tacitly speaking, the senior Saint Mefellon and Odin were having a puzzle.

"A Sibia family dare not, what if the Abus family is added?"

Odin's smile is unfathomable.

The high-level saint in front of him comes from the Abs family. As one of the senior leaders of the Holy Court, he has a great say in this family.

His words are already showing his feelings and temptation.

Mefellon's expression gradually became serious. He lowered his head and pondered for a moment, and said again: "Two families are not enough, at least three are needed to have enough courage."

He needs to evaluate the risk and whether it is worth it.

"Sibia can convince the Trilaya family."

A hint of joy flashed in Odin's eyes, and the other party did not directly reject him.

"The Abs family and the Tiberian family have been in good terms for generations."

A smile appeared on Mefellon's face, he was serious.

Once a choice is made, the arrow is drawn without turning back.

From this moment on, the two high-level saints stood in the same camp.

"Four families are enough!"

Odin finally breathed a sigh of relief and nodded vigorously with satisfaction.

"Where are them?"

Mefelon's eyes swept across other places of the flight boat and two other flight boats.

Odin's face darkened, he snorted coldly, and said, "Let them go! Are they all the same?"

He still remembered clearly how several other high-level saints held him and were in love with Meilin. In addition to having a relationship with a holy court, the two sides were actually already strangers.

"Well! Happy cooperation!"

Merlin raised his hand, and the Abs family, who represented his own, and Odin, who represented the Sibia family, fought against each other three times.

The division of the Holy Court was inevitable, and many saints turned to the Holy Court of the Dongtu without hesitation.

Meilin and others still ignored it and insisted on it, but they were competing with the general trend and would not have any good results in the end.

Completely disappointed with these hopeless guys, Odin couldn't accompany them to rush into the bottomless abyss, but found like-minded allies.

Although Mepheron is equally arrogant, he is not as obscene as others, and it is easy to find common interests with Odin.

People's minds change, the Eastern Expedition failed, the damage was severe, and the division caused the injury made it worse. The Western Holy Court was no longer as powerful as before because of a mistake in one move.

For the two high-level saints and the families behind them, the Dongtu Holy Court, which has a rising appearance, may have unimaginable huge benefits, and there are only four families that divide them up, so there is no need to care about the hungry wolves in the Senate.

In the far west, it is located in the Holy City of Light at the foot of the Holy Mountain. A towering tree that is hundreds of feet tall stands in the middle of a garden surrounded by white buildings.

Between the light and shadow, bright stardust-like light spots slowly flew out from the branches and leaves, drifting in all directions, and landing in every corner of the Holy City of Light.

Devout believers and ascetic saints, whether in the day or night, can see this sacred tree of light located in the center of the holy city, the greatest blessing left to the world by the gods.

The pure and clear snow water melted on the Holy Mountain nourishes the sacred tree of light, and provides the entire holy city with necessary daily water for daily use through the waterways that can be seen everywhere.

An old man with white hair and beard, wearing a white plain robe and a thorn ring, sat cross-legged on the main branch with lush branches and leaves closed his eyes and meditated. Every light spot containing the power of pure light fell on his robe, which would stir up faint ripples visible to the naked eye.

The pure holy power of light cleanses the old man's body and mind, and listens to the instructions from light.

In the city outside the garden, some residents even have the opportunity to see the Holy Emperor's crown who is reclining on the Holy Tree of Light. They will salute devoutly and then smile happily.

The Holy Emperor, who was in charge of the entire Western Empire with His Majesty Caesar, who was named "Ten Thousand Kings" and slowly opened his eyes, looked at the skyline of the east, suddenly felt something, blurted out: "The evil will come out, and disaster will come to the east!"

As soon as these eight words were expressed, the Holy Emperor Victor frowned slightly, and he felt that the inexplicable uneasiness in his heart came from the East.

Did something happen?

"William!"

The Holy Emperor's Crown called softly, and a young man shrouded in silver armor came out of the corner of the garden. He quickly walked under the Holy Tree of Light, half-kneeled beside the thick and twisted roots of the tree, lowered his head and said respectfully: "My Crown, what are the instructions?"

Every blade of armor on his body is exquisite like a work of art, with some resonance between them. This is the standard armor of the Holy Court Guard. It is not only beautiful, but also blesses the holy art, which can withstand ten consecutive attacks from high-level saints.

William is the captain of the Holy Guard that the Holy Emperor Victor most favors, and his loyalty and talent are beyond doubt.

The Holy Emperor Victor said with a serious expression: "I think that Dongfan will be restless, or something happens, so I will send someone to Dongtu to investigate. If there is any news, I will give you a quick return."

He never ignored this sudden intuition. Perhaps this was the suggestion of the gods to himself, and it must represent something.

"Abide by the order!"

William, the captain of the Holy Court Guard, pounded his chest hard and stood up and was about to retreat.

"How are the Titans going to be doing these days?"

The Titan in the mouth of the Holy Emperor Victor is the saint of this generation.

The young man from a slave was tall and burly and simple in his mind. He was sent to the Holy City of Light for selection because he was highly resonant with the holy power in a certain Mass of Holy Light. He was sent to the Holy City of Light for selection and successfully passed the baptism of the Holy Fire, becoming the only lucky one among more than a thousand young people.

The baptism ceremony of the Holy Fire Selection of the Holy Court of Light is naturally not the kind that Merlin uses a cage to lock Li Xiaobai, and constantly adds firewood to death with the Holy Fire. It will not cause human life. At most, it will damage some vitality and recover after a few days of rest.

After the saint's halo was added, the resources of the entire holy court were concentrated on this young man named Titan. A senior saint was appointed as a mentor, teaching holy arts and martial arts, striving to ignite the holy flame as soon as possible, take over the sanctions staff from Victor, and succeed to become the new holy emperor.

Although this saint was not of good origin, Victor didn't care. Instead, he thought he was lucky, at least he didn't have to worry about the fact that the previous Holy Emperors had no successor, and the crown and scepter were left vacant for a long time.

William, the captain of the Holy Court Guard, said respectfully: "His Highness Titan is very hardworking, and his holy power cultivation is almost the same as that of the intermediate holy sages. Perhaps only one opportunity is left to inspire the Holy Flame."

Perhaps it is really the choice of the God of Light. Every generation of Holy Emperor is a kind and kind person. Even the saint Titans do not forget their roots because of their current identity. They have good deeds that are completely different from their rough appearance.

At this moment, a holy guard wearing the same exquisite silver armor hurried over to the Holy Tree of Light, half-kneeled beside the guard captain William, and lowered his head and said, "Mr. Crown, Captain William, Titan is gone. He left a note saying that he encountered a bottleneck in his cultivation and could not make any progress. He could never ignite the Holy Flame. He was ashamed of the cultivation of the Holy Court and the Holy Court, so he went to the East for training."

"What?"

The Holy Emperor Victor and the captain of the Holy Guard William exclaimed in unison.

The Holy Court guard who rushed to report quickly took out the note left by the Saint Titan and held it in his hand.

Victor was a little hesitant. Could it be that his anxiety just now was because of the sudden departure of the Saint Titan?

Not just Titans, when the saints in the holy court encounter bottlenecks, they also choose to go out for asceticism or experience in various situations to find opportunities for breakthroughs.

Captain William Guard took the note, glanced at it, and hurriedly said, "The Crown is indeed the handwriting of the Titan!"

The Holy Emperor Victor's eyes narrowed, and the note rose without the wind, and it flew higher and higher, and soon fell into his hands. However, he sighed and said, "William, take people there, secretly protect the Titans, and be sure to protect them well."

"As for orders, I will be crowned!"

The saints' escape and practice were definitely a big deal in the Holy Court. William nodded and quickly left the Holy Court with the guard who informed the news.

After a moment, more than a dozen riders rose into the sky and flew out of the Holy City of Light, gradually moving away in the direction of the rising sun.

In the distant Dongtu, Demon Li was in a big trouble.
To be continued...