If I let you farm, will you become the emperor of the empire?

The King of Sinnoh is also known as the King of the Fjord.

The capital of Sinnoh is called the Citadel.

It is located in the fjord, with a superior geographical location and developed commerce. It controls the fjord and has obtained a huge amount of wealth through trade.

The Holy City of the Church and the Citadel face each other across the sea and are each other's horns.

The Holy City is the headquarters of the Church, backed by the Dusk Mountains, and has an extremely high status.

This holy city, built of white marble and built against the mountain, is a stepped city - a pyramid structure, with the largest area at the base and the smaller area as it goes up.

The outermost is a circular wall built of marble, white and beautiful.

Each wall is higher and thicker than the previous one, with clear classes.

At the top is the church temple.

The believers of the entire world of gods use the tithes full of blood and sweat to support this holy city like a paradise on earth.

The walls of marble are covered with creepers, the green corridors paved with grapevines are full of greenery, and the ancient buildings are covered with vines.

Artificial gardens dot the mountain city, with statues, fountains and marble columns, and walls covered with murals, full of sacredness and beauty...

...

In the second month of autumn.

The night is deep.

The stars and the moon are gone.

The enemies of the holy city launched an attack.

The giant eagle flapped its wings and soared in the whistling night wind.

On land, the nuns who came to the pilgrimage disguised as a choir collectively tore off their nun robes, put on witch black robes, and rushed to the upper area of ​​the holy city.

At the same time, the witches dressed in other costumes also began to act.

They rushed up from the base of the holy city, facing the six-meter-high wall, just leaped up, and used the force in the middle to flip over.

They rushed to the top of the holy city layer by layer.

When they met the guards of the holy city, the witches took action together and quickly eliminated them.

Among them, there was a black fog flickering in the darkness, moving sideways like a ghost.

Shasta moved incredibly fast. Wherever the black fog passed, only corpses kept falling, and the dead didn't even scream.

Many witches were unstoppable and killed all the way to the middle level of the Holy City.

At this time, the defense force of the Holy City also reacted.

The city guard was shocked.

The Holy City has been built for about three hundred years. It is located on the other side of the Citadel and has never been attacked. The residents in the city are all devout believers.

Where did the enemy come from, daring to go against the gods?

"Woo..." He immediately blew the Holy City Horn.

The vast horn resounded in the night sky, awakening all the sleeping combat units.

Thump! Thump! Thump!

The tall and slender towers burst into dazzling light, like daylight, and hundreds of fist-sized night pearls emitted strong light, illuminating the entire Holy City.

It also illuminated all the witches rushing towards the temple.

Even without the sudden light, their thrusts would have been blocked.

Because the higher they went, the stronger the Holy City Guards became.

There were endless third- and fourth-level supernatural beings.

The Holy City Guards held the Mountain Bronze Sword tightly in both hands. They heard the noise before the witches came and took a fighting stance in advance.

It was difficult for the witches to catch them off guard.

"It's a witch!!" The senior Holy City Guards recognized the origin of the attacker and were furious.

Shasta was extremely agile, bending down and squatting to avoid the horizontal slash of the Mountain Bronze Sword that tore through the air.

Her feet were like springs, squatting to the extreme, and the whole person suddenly bounced up.

When the two crossed each other, Shasta cut the Holy City Guard's neck guard and neck at the same time, and blood and air splashed together.

The other witches also dealt with the remaining guards one by one.

"Hurry! There's no time to delay!"

Shasta leaped several times, she stepped on the city wall and stone steps, and flew to the upper level like a swallow.

The other witches were a step slower and fell behind her.

"Intercept them, intercept the witches!" shouted the seriously injured guard who fell to the ground.

A team of knights in armor rushed from the far end of the passage.

They were wearing silver armor and snow-white cloaks. There were about a dozen of them. They rushed as fast as the wind, no less than war horses, and closed the distance in the blink of an eye.

"Templars!" Shasta reminded.

"Don't stop!" Two witches who looked the same stood up.

The twins stood side by side, their fingers interlocked, and each held a sapphire in the other hand.

The two shouted in unison: "Seal of Ita!"

Powerful energy surged out, turned into a beam of light, and shot forward!

Boom!

The corridor collapsed on the spot, blocking the way of the Templars.

More than a dozen Templars did not hesitate, and chose to bypass from the side road, filed out, and continued to chase.

Both sides chased each other desperately!

At this point, there is nothing to say.

For the Templars, the temple is above!

Either the invaders die here, or they die here.

The witches actually beat them all the way to the center of the Church!

This is a shame!

Their glory is tarnished.

All the Templars are holding back their anger and are angry!

Another team of Templars rushed from another direction.

"Get out of here!" The twin witches shouted in unison.

The two of them worked together to cast a spell, which was powerful!

The leading Templar wanted to avoid the impact, but the coverage area was too large. Half of his body was hit, as if he was hit head-on by a battering ram, and knocked down the two Templars behind him.

But they stood up again soon.

There were some signs of wear on their scales, but it was not a big deal.

The remaining seven Templars who were not harmed moved violently and at a swift speed, and they rushed over like powerful crossbows.

Spears, heavy swords, and light swords stabbed at them at the same time.

No one doubted the power of the Templars.

They could even split rocks and walls!

Buzz!

It was an imperceptible movement.

It was like a gear blockage, a malfunction, as if everything had stopped and solidified here.

The seven Templars looked at the two witches very attentively...

The next second!

They were bombarded from the side without any premonition, just because the spell was incredibly fast.

When they noticed it, the huge power followed.

In an instant, all seven Templars were knocked out!

Two Templars even broke the marble columns, and the gravel flew. When they climbed up, they kept coughing up blood and were hit hard.

"What happened!" they said in fear.

"It's time... A witch slowed down your time and rescued them... You don't know that your movements are as slow as an old man." The Knight Commander said.

"Her power is range-based, but the range that can be slowed down is not large. Let's fight separately!" Another Knight Commander also said.

"Those damn witches are approaching the temple!"

"Go and protect His Holiness the Pope!"

"They are seeking their own death!"

The Templar Knights said hatefully.

"Protect the Holy See! Protect the Holy See! Don't let these dirty rats disturb the Holy See!" This is the oath they made when they became Templar Knights.

"Sir Paladin, guard the Holy See, those female rats will not succeed!"

A group of Templar Knights quickly returned to defend!

The temple is also the residence of the Pope.

The Pope is the human being who is farthest from humans and closest to the gods.

The Pope also has titles such as Near God, Guardian of the Gods, and Holy See.

Now all the Templar Knights have discovered it.

Those damn witches are heading for the Holy See!

How dare they!

How dare they!

…

The Knights Templar have a total of 330 members.

The regular force of the Holy City is nearly 2,000 Holy City guards, all the Knights Templar, and a Paladin in office.

The guards are responsible for the bottom layer, the knights are responsible for the middle layer, and the Paladins are responsible for the temple.

The witches have a total of more than 500 people.

They disguised themselves in various identities and sneaked into the Holy City.

This is the backbone of the Witch Forest, and they all have powerful spellcasting abilities.

They used to hide in the dark and were unknown, but now they have exposed their deadly and sharp fangs.

Even if the Church reacted quickly, it could not stop more than 500 witches who were proficient in spells from rushing to the top of the Holy City.

The Knights Templar are gathering quickly to guard the Holy Seat.

The Holy City guards rushed up along the stone steps in a messy pace.

At this moment, the witches who rushed to the temple stopped and did not rush in.

Because someone blocked them.

The Paladin stopped the witch.

Even though more and more witches rushed up.

But they were still stopped.

Because there was more than one Paladin standing here.

There were five Paladins standing in front of the temple.

These people were dignified, and their whole bodies seemed to be glowing, forming a wall of light.

They were different in height, weight and size, but their outfits were surprisingly consistent and fit their bodies very well.

Wearing shining golden armor, a milky white cloak, and a golden sword held by a pair of silver gloves, he stood upright on the white stone floor.

Mander Maegor was the current Paladin.

He was 1.8 meters tall, and did not look like a Paladin in his forties, but more like a young man,

with golden hair and golden eyes, bright eyes, fair face, tall body, and heroic appearance, just like the prototype of the story in the ballads and legends.

Mander stood on the far left, and on his right was the former Paladin Danny Philip.

To the right of Knight Danny were the two previous Paladins Marcus.

On the right of Marcus is Quintus, the first three.

On the right of Quintus is Aulus, the first four.

Each generation of paladins has only one person, and the term of office is 25 years.

Today, Aulus, the paladin four generations ago, is about 160 years old.

His body is thick and nearly two meters tall, and the years are deeply imprinted in his face. His body is old but strong, without any sense of decay.

"You shouldn't come here. The temple is not your home." Aulus said to them.

"Witches have no way to retreat. If not here, they are at the bottom of the cliff." Mona witch's voice is ethereal.

"You didn't show up in the Silent Valley." Quintus said.

"If we showed up at that time, you would have been defeated even more miserably!" said the purple-eyed thunder witch.

Her face is rough, as if it was carved by a knife and an axe, and her attitude is tough and intimidating.

"When the Conqueror was defeated in the Underworld Sea, you didn't all show up. Rumor has it that you are stained with the Conqueror's blood." Marcus said.

"The Church has no right to say this. If the Church had not distracted His Majesty's energy, he would still be sitting on his throne, and those traitors would die in wailing and guilt."

"We are not traitors, we are paladins." Danny said.

"Paladins have always been noble!" The youngest paladin finally spoke.

His voice was pleasant, but also firm.

Paladins do not marry, do not have children, do not have exclusive titles, and dedicate their lives to glory. They cannot have any stains, otherwise they are not paladins.

"Then you should move the statues of the gods and stand on them," said the Thunder Witch. "Only stones are spotless."

"The Holy See Paladin five generations ago, Sir Arthur Misel, followed him and never returned." Quintus pointed out.

"Sir Arthur was upright and had a flawless life." Witch Mona nodded. "You are not qualified as his successors."

"Because there is only one conqueror." Aulus said.

"His era is over." Quintus said, "I saw it with my own eyes."

"Now it is just the afterimage in the water and the afterglow of the sunset in the Black Iron Age." Marcus continued.

He drew out the golden sword with a clang.

"Paladins guard the gods and we swore where you are standing now." Philip drew his sword at the same time.

"Paladins abide by their oaths and don't step into the temple!" The youngest Maegor also said.

"Otherwise half of you will die..."

Hundreds of witches stood in front of the wide hall, all looking at the golden light emanating from the five paladins, forming a wall of light.

That thin, low wall of light was like an insurmountable mountain.

In the back, more and more Templars and Holy City Guards gathered.

"We won't take action unless you set foot in the temple, I swear." The oldest Aulus did not move.

"I swear too," said Quintus.

Marcus said, "The Paladins always keep their oaths."

"But you disappoint me," said Mona.

"Because there are no witches among the objects of the Paladins' oaths, you are not human." The Paladins all said.

"Is this the end or the beginning?" Mona asked.

"It's the beginning! It must be the beginning!" The Thunder Witch said firmly.

The Thunder Witch raised her hand, and purple lightning exploded in her palm.

Instantly, a ten-meter-high lightning chain bloomed, and the lightning branches spread out, forming a tree shape.

It was not an attack, but a signal.

They first heard the cry of the giant eagle, followed by a sharp whistle, like the sound of a meteorite breaking through the atmosphere.

Five paladins, hundreds of Templar knights, and more than a thousand guards looked up at the same time.

The sky above the Night Pearl was as bright as day.

It was a huge block of ice like a meteorite, as bright as white snow, and it kept falling from the sky, and its size kept increasing!

Boom! !

At the moment of landing, the whole holy city was shaking.

The bottom of the temple was a hard and stable mountain rock that had been flattened.

Now there was a huge meteorite crater ten meters wide and two meters deep.

Many broken stones and ice blocks were scattered all around.

The five paladins were immediately moved. The Templar knights and the guards of the holy city who had gathered together suffered heavy casualties and grief because of this blow, and lost half of their combat power.

In the center of the pit, a tall figure walked out of the dust, with ice chips all over the ground, like flowers in ice crystals.

She was taller and more burly than Aulus.

Two meters and two meters tall, like a giant.

Her armor was pure white, covering her entire body, forged with refined craftsmanship and precise structure.

She could move freely, like a tank that was fast but airtight.

The well-informed paladins recognized that it was a platinum armor.

That metal was rarer than gold, harder, more ductile, and more powerful.

Perhaps it was mixed with a lot of mithril, which was also very ductile, light and bright, and would emit a shining pure white luster.

But the paladins were not concerned about the platinum armor that was so expensive that it could buy one-fifth of the Citadel.

They were concerned about the equipment held by the other party's five-fingered platinum gloves.

One was called the Immortal Shield. It was a family inheritance of the Split Armor.

The other was called the Sword of Glory. It was a family inheritance of the Oak.

They all thought of the legend at the same time, and for Aulus and Quintus, the legend was even more vivid.

…

“The conqueror brought back three artifacts from the Land of the Fallen Gods and handed them over to his followers for safekeeping. This move determined the future fate of the human race.”