Sealed Divine Throne

He did not deliberately resist the emotions in his heart, but let them burst out completely. Long Haochen himself just felt their existence, and the torment in his heart gradually faded with the passage of time and the continuous absorption of light elements. He didn't know how long it took before he finally entered a meditative state.

Yating, who was sitting behind Long Haochen, felt the changes in Long Haochen most clearly. As a light element elf, her affinity for the light element is unparalleled in this world, because she itself can be said to be a manifestation of the light element.

When Long Haochen first started practicing, in Yating's perception, the master was just absorbing the light element silently, but as he calmed down, he truly entered a state of concentration. In Yating's eyes, Long Haochen became completely transparent at this time. With each long breath, he seemed to have entered a body of brilliance. The light elements that Yating helped him attract were not enough for him to absorb.

You must know that after integrating the Holy Spiritual Furnace, Yating still has the ability to breed light elements. The light elements filtered by her are not only extremely pure, but also highly concentrated. Under this situation, Long Haochen can actually Such an astonishing speed of absorption, this is the speed at which the inner spiritual power will increase almost every time you breathe!

This is the advantage of a person who is favored by the God of Light to maintain a transparent heart. Only Long Haochen, who has no impurities in his heart, can get the greatest favor from the Goddess of Light. The light element will be proud to enter his body, and the speed of his cultivation will be faster. How could it not be fast?

In this warm light element, Long Haochen was gradually immersed, and he was immersed very, very deeply. He gradually let go of all the baggage in his heart and concentrated all his energy on the perception of the light element. The transparency of his body became more and more obvious, and even Yang Haohan, who was observing him through the crystal ball, could gradually feel it.

However, this divine seal knight of defense and coordination cannot stay here to observe Long Haochen for a long time. The war is coming, and he has more things to deal with.

This month, in the records of later generations, was called the Blood Moon of the Holy Demon Continent.

The hatred between demons and humans that had been building up for thousands of years finally broke out. The six major fortresses are the main battlefield, with demons attacking and the Temple Alliance defending.

It is said that from any high-altitude view of the main battlefield, you can see the blood mist rising into the sky.

This is a war like a meat grinder. From an offensive and defensive point of view, the losses of the demons are far higher than those of humans. However, the number of demons' troops is also much greater than that of humans.

At the beginning of the war, human defensive equipment played a great role and caused a lot of damage to the demons. However, as the war progressed, the defensive equipment gradually turned into ruins. What humans could rely on was more Only the terrain remains.

This is a war between nations, and there is no need for any war mobilization at all. Every Temple Alliance warrior who enters the battlefield uses their blood to defend the last territory of mankind.

Behind is the plain, and behind is the home, the temple of knights, the temple of warriors, the temple of assassins, the temple of magic, the temple of priests, and the temple of souls.

No matter which temple is strong, in this holy war, there are only two words in his mind: fight hard.

Although the demons' offensive is fierce, the human will is too tenacious. The strength accumulated by the entire Temple Alliance for thousands of years was also gaining momentum at this time. A large amount of materials and reserve troops poured into the six passes to fight the demons to the death.

But at this time when the holy war was about the safety of the two major nations, Long Haochen, who was the instigator and the trigger of this holy war, had been practicing quietly in the treasure cave of the Knights Temple.

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Holy City, Holy Alliance Auction House.

Feng Ling'er was looking at this month's financial statements in the office. She has begun to gradually take over various affairs of the Holy Alliance Auction House. After the Holy War began, the Holy Alliance Auction House also entered a state of emergency. It only accepted various weapons and equipment, materials, medicinal materials, and magic crystals, but suspended all auction operations.

All kinds of materials accumulated in the big auction house are provided to the alliance unconditionally.

This in itself is the meaning of the existence of the Holy Alliance Auction House. As the heir to the Grand Auction House, Feng Ling'er knew very well that the Saint Alliance Grand Auction House did not actually belong to her family, but to the entire Temple Alliance. Showing off as an auction house is more to hide the strength of the alliance itself.

When the Holy War began, the financial resources accumulated by the Holy Alliance's auction houses also began to play a vital role. The auction houses in various places became the best providers of spiritual weapons and equipment. After a rigorous extraction process. All kinds of powerful equipment, magic crystals, and even heavy weapons such as magic crystal cannons accumulated in the big auction house were transported to the front line.

This is wealth accumulated over thousands of years, and even Feng Ling'er herself is not fully aware of its magnitude. Because many large auction houses are secretly sealed in warehouses in various places, the seal can only be lifted when the demons launch a war.

Rubbing her eyes tiredly, Feng Ling'er sat back on the chair, with a trace of deep worry in her clear beautiful eyes.

This time, can the Holy Alliance withstand it? The arrival of the demons was too sudden. I heard that the Demon God Emperor actually asked for that person as a condition.

He is his group leader! Aren't they on the cusp of the storm now?

When she thought of this, Feng Linger felt her heart tightening for some reason. Faintly, a tall figure appeared in her mind.

The shiny bald head, the honest smile, and what she couldn't forget the most was the satisfaction he showed when he looked at her.

"He, is he still alive?" Ji Lingling shuddered, and Feng Ling'er subconsciously clenched her white and tender hands.

Just then, there was a knock on the door.

"Come in." Feng Ling'er immediately suppressed her agitated emotions, lowered her head, and focused her gaze on the account book again.

"Miss Ling'er, your letter." A staff member from a large auction house pushed open the door, placed a letter on the table, bowed respectfully and then left.

letter?

Feng Linger subconsciously picked up the letter. It was a beautiful parchment scroll. There's even a sealed magic mark on it. If opened by force, the mark will disappear and the letter will destroy itself. Only certain spells can activate it.

There is a line of small words on the scroll, which also serves as a reminder for this type of letter.

Feng Ling'er had received many such parchment letters, but when she saw clearly the words written on the spell reminder, she suddenly stood up in excitement.

"Call my name, little white flower. Hehe."

"Bastard, it's that bastard. Only he would call me here. Sima Xian, you bastard. You, you are still alive..." When she said the last few words, Feng Ling'er's tears were already flowing uncontrollably. And down.

In these war years, living seems to be the greatest happiness.

There was a soft "ding" sound, the magic mark on the parchment letter opened, and the scroll quietly unfolded.

Someone's handwriting is unflattering, but luckily you can still see what's written.

"Miss Ling'er, I'm sorry for calling you Xiaobaihua again. If you can read this letter, it proves that you still remember my name. Sima is deeply honored. Let me tell you a good news and a bad news. The good news is, I am still alive and have returned to our alliance. It is at Zhennan Pass where the main hall of our Priest Temple is located. The bad news is that I am still on the front line, and our demon hunting group has temporarily disbanded. As a New Era As a discipline priest, I must protect our temple."

"Originally I didn't want to write this letter. I guess even if you could read the contents, you would probably dismiss it. However, I am able to come back from the demon clan alive this time. I feel lucky every time I dream about it at midnight. When I return, I will think of you unconsciously. So, I couldn't help but write this letter to you."

"Love at first sight is happiness, but it is also painful. I really want to see you again, but I don't know if I will have a chance in this life. People like me don't have any extravagant expectations. Whether you like me or not doesn't matter to me at all. None of it matters anymore. Just treat this letter as a farewell. I hope you can live happily in the future. Even if you are in the embrace of God, I will pray for you."

"Please rest assured that as a man who loves you deeply, I, Sima Xian, am by no means a coward. I will shed the last drop of blood on the battlefield. Whenever I fight against the demons, I think of it, every time I kill As a demon, you will be safer. My bald head is as strong as my light power pill."

Staring blankly at the letter in her hand, Feng Ling'er didn't move for a long time. The tears gradually stopped flowing, and the special emotion lurking in my heart seemed to take root.

Suddenly, she grabbed a piece of parchment next to her, and when she picked up the pen, she was surprised to find that her hand was trembling slightly. After finally calming down my emotions, I quickly started writing on paper.

"Asshole, you know that I don't want you to call me little white flower, but you still call me that. I hate you, I hate you as a bald man. However, if you dare to really die on the front line, I will hate you forever. You must give I'll come back alive. No matter how long it takes. Also, write me a reply. If I don't receive your next letter within three months, I will get married immediately, making you uneasy even after you die."

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In the blink of an eye, three months have passed. No one expected that the one who came out first was not Long Haochen, who was significantly more powerful, but Han Yu.

In three months, Han Yu had learned all the sixth-level skills, including a large number of secret skills. The Phantom Cave is the real skill of the Knight Temple. In this Phantom Cave, you have not only conventional skills, but also secret skills left by the Divine Seal Knights of past generations! Those who can enter here are all talents who have made great contributions to the Knights Temple and are being trained as the new generation leaders of the Temple.

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