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 played a trick on 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 sight.
Conflicts and disputes are initiated by the other party.
Time and the fuse are also lit by each other.
Half of the initiative in this game is actually always in the hands of the enemy.
And Xu Shuo decided to go to the Far North Mountains from the very beginning, just to fight for the other half.
The empire of Saint Varro has 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.
But the governors of the city-state of Eraqi are all members of the Holy See of Light.
Naturally, this city is not the only one supporting 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 privilege 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.
…
"Then what should we do? Should we send troops to chase him and fight him now?"
Zuo Fang thought about it and said.
Xu Shuo glanced at him, stood up from his seat, and said as he slowly walked down the steps: "We must pursue him, but let's 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 that there is something wrong." Xu Shuo said thoughtfully.
"What's missing? The dragon?"
"no."
"Elves?"
"No."
"Silver Shield Legion?"
"It's going 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 ran to Guangming City to occupy your hometown?"
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 just keep fighting for a long time?"
"emmm...no way."
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 Guangming, 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.
Even though Guangming City is the capital of faith in the entire continent, the Holy See of Light has invested no less effort in that city than the large-scale teleportation magic circle in this castle.
So after searching the memories of the Pope of Light again.
Xu Shuo kept this matter in his mind 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 there really nothing going on 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.
…
…
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 again stood at the top of the tree canopy, his dark red eyes narrowed slightly, 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 a faint light shone in the dark red pupils.
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 curled up his lips and smiled, the light in his eyes gradually stopped, and his pupils returned to a calm 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.
Moreover, even if he was hunted down several times, he would never leave this place.
It can be seen that the Amician Mountains are their goal.
"Oh, I may have thought of it already."
Luo Kun suddenly laughed again.
I thought about it but it didn't matter. 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 and no one knows about it.
…
Guangming City.
In the temple of the Holy See of Light.
The girl wearing a platinum priestly robe stood under the statue of the God of Light and prayed quietly. Suddenly, she opened her eyes, and a flash of light flashed across her pupils.
The girl turned her head and looked outside the temple.
Her face is calm, her delicate face is as gentle as jade, her quiet 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 you."
After her words fell, several dark figures appeared silently 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.
…
It’s the last day off this year!
But in fact, I didn’t even finish my vacation this year!
Scheduled until next year.
Then I will definitely not be able to finish my vacation next year.