A week later.
It is the day when the final results of the second round of selection will be announced.
Originally, at such a glorious moment, the entire ceremony should be carried out on the huge square outside the magic temple, but for some reason, this promotion ceremony was changed and set up in the palace inside the magic temple.
In this way, the people of Cassano are naturally less lively to watch, but a few people who know the truth understand that this is really a decision made by the Holy See of the Demon Temple.
Early this morning, about an hour before the announcement of the winners, in the last palace in the magic temple complex, in the palace surrounded by white ivory pillars, three majestic figures Sitting on the god seat with a height of more than three meters on the back, he looked solemnly at a figure kneeling below.
Balzac.
The commander of the Second Legion of the Templar Knights is kneeling on the ground respectfully at this moment, and in his hand is a spiritual breath crystal that spurs the Demon Realm, and what is displayed in it is the chaotic scene of this dragon tomb test.
Judging from the situation shown in the video, it is not like a selection of the leader of a great holy knight order at all. It is more like a battlefield where the underworld gangs are on fire. The contestants inside do not use any conspiracy and tricks. Extremely, the various black-hand traps made the faces of the big men on the god seat more solemn.
"The impact is extremely bad!!"
Snap it.
The old man with blond hair and silver eyes who was sitting on the left side slapped the armrest suddenly, his face trembling with anger.
He wore a heavy red sacrificial robes and a tall white holy hat. He was the first cardinal Marfa of the Holy Court of the Demon Temple, second only to the Pope, and was a real high-level demon emperor.
"Our great holy knight should be the embodiment of loyalty and justice, this... these people are simply filthy!!"
As a devout believer of the Demon God, Archbishop Marfa could not tolerate a good sacred selection that turned out to be like this in the end.
"Balzac." Another cardinal on the right hand side said: "You haven't found out who the instigator is?"
"Subordinates are incompetent..." Balzac lowered his head deeply.
It was the second cardinal Diego that questioned him, the third-ranked existence in the Demon Temple.
It's not that Balzac is incompetent, but that the troublemakers are too mysterious. In the whole process, no one has seen the same face, and there is no way to find out.
Bishop Diego was much calmer than Marfa, he seemed to be mumbling, and he seemed to be analyzing to the pope in the center: "The Royal Knights team that can defeat Prince Ike... and he has the ability to change the entire selection. The situation... It seems that this time we have found an incredible candidate for the leader of the team!!"
"Haha." When the pope in the center heard this, his stern face actually smiled slightly, appearing calmly and calmly: "Of the last four winners this time, Lancelot is our Holy See himself. The holy knight, Long Aotian is the leader of the old mercenary group, and that Rambo is the eldest son of the commander of the Imperial Guard. These are our old acquaintances... From this point of view, we can do this. People with heroic deeds are likely to be the last black horse, the Scarlet Rose Mercenary Group?"
The eloquent Pope Nicholas III, who seems to be an old man in his seventies or eighties, is neat and tidy, his face is red, and his body is naturally exuding a kind of faint light. An extremely strong man who has stayed for a long time in the realm of the high-level Saint Emperor.
His words made the following Balzac bow his head and surrender again:
"Return to His Majesty the Pope, his subordinates also suspected this way, but unfortunately they did not find evidence..."
"Your Majesty the Pope." The first bishop Marfa next to him said, "If it is the crime committed by the Scarlet Rose Mercenary Corps, such a vicious murderer should be directly tied to the torture pole and burned to ashes with the sacred fire of the gods. Imitate you."
"Haha..." Pope Nicholas smiled slightly and did not answer, but changed the subject: "It's almost time, my dear Diego, are all those old friends here?"
"The Pope, all have come, one by one, but very punctual." Bishop Diego twitched his mouth coldly, obviously he didn't have a good feeling for those old friends.
"Hehe, it seems that today we are not sure about the candidate for the head of the team. Come on, everyone, I believe Lord Demon God will give us the most reasonable arrangement!"
Wow.
The Pope stood up, and his pure white sacrificial robe with gold rims fluttered in the air without wind. It seemed to indicate that the calm old rivers and lakes at this moment did not seem to feel the same in their hearts. So peaceful.
The two cardinals bowed and walked behind Pope Nicholas, while Balzac, the captain of the Holy Knights, followed behind the three. Accompanied by a team of black priests, everyone walked towards today’s award and final selection. Place Demon Hall.
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Demon Temple.
This is a building with ancient traditions and glory. On both sides of the main hall, there are twelve statues of demon angels with a height of more than 30 meters standing proudly. Each statue is lifelike, full of holy and majestic breath. When these twelve statues pass by, they will unconsciously awe in awe, only feeling their own insignificance and humbleness.
At the end of the hall guarded by the twelve angels, there is the supreme demon god. Like most supreme gods, the demon god of the demon domain also has many incarnations and legends. The demon god enshrined in the demon temple at this moment is It was a statue of an upright god wearing a robes, but he couldn't see the face of the demon god, only a subdued supreme demon might scattered down, suppressing the entire hall.
Below the demon statue, there are five tall god seats, all beautifully decorated and magnificent, and at this moment there are already three figures sitting on them, each of which is an important figure in the sunset dynasty.
The two people on the left, a gray-haired, weather-stricken face, a pair of narrow eyes filled with sophistication and deepness. He doesn't look amazing, but he is the prime minister of the kingdom, Swain, who is the most important role in the elders of the Sunset Dynasty.
"Haha, General Galen, this time Ike is not as skilled as others. It seems that the ultimate winner this time is the son of Ling. I am here to congratulate in advance..."
There will never be more than five people who can make Prime Minister Swein greet with such a smile in the Sunset Dynasty, and the middle-aged general who wears silver armor and looks cold is one of them.
Galen Stark, the commander of the Royal Guard of Cassano, is known as one of the two most powerful war gods in the sunset dynasty. Together with the commander of the sunset demon army, he is known as the top spine of the guardian dynasty. Since taking over as the commander of the Imperial Guards, no one can threaten the safety of Cassano.
"The Prime Minister is too early to say. You can't jump to conclusions until the final result is announced." Galen responded indifferently, and there was no smile on his firm face.
This indifferent attitude did not embarrass Prime Minister Naswein, because the people of Cassano knew that no one in this world could shake the royal loyalty of the Stark family, and no one could let him Commander Galen smiled.
"Hahaha!" The two men's conversation caused a hearty laugh from the person on the far right: "Prime Minister, you don't put our mercenary union in the eyes of you. This time, there are two mercenary teams. After passing the test, we flat-headed people also have a chance to get ahead, don't we?"
The voice of this person was extremely loud, resounding like a Hong Zhong drum in the entire Demon Temple, and among the hundreds of millions of civilians in the Kingdom of Sunset, he was the only one who dared to speak to the prime minister of the kingdom and the commander of the Imperial Guard.
The president of the mercenary trade union, Amy Chi, represents the largest civil power in the entire sunset kingdom, and is also a peerless strong man who is said to be able to contend with the two gods of the empire.
"President Amy is still so funny." Prime Minister Swain responded with a smile on his face, "Who didn't know that the leader of [Aotian Mercenary Group] Long Aotian is the most popular [king of mercenary] from the people. How can the old man forget that the old man is just worried that Your Excellency Long Aotian will be the head of a small knight order."
"Hahaha!" Amy laughed loudly again: "People say that the Prime Minister has long sleeves and good dances. Today is considered to be an experience, but it is meaningless to praise each other here. The holy knight sent by the Demon Temple this time is only afraid It's the most terrible guy. Old Nicholas won't let their knights fall into the hands of others, hehe..."
After Amy said this, Prime Minister Swain and Guards commander Galen didn't seem to have spoken to acquiesce.
Because the demon knight who even praised Amy can no longer be described in the word outstanding. If you want to say it, you can only say perfect.
Lancelot, the aura and glory behind this name are too much to explain, and it is a miraculous achievement to take a few samples.
The youngest mid-level peak holy emperor in the kingdom...
The youngest rank 9 holy knight in the magic temple...
For five consecutive years, the judges have been ranked the first single noble in the heart of the Cassano city girl who most want to marry...
It is the first legend in the history of the kingdom to be requested by the powerful dragon family to become a mount...
Handsome, strong, wise, loyal...
Too many beautiful words are not too much on the Knights of the Temple, but the story everyone talks about most about the Knights of Lancelot is not the above, but a romantic rumor.
He will likely become the first beauty in the Kingdom of Sunset, and the guardian knight of the holiest and noblest saint in the magic temple. This also means that he will be likely to marry the legendary woman who is more beautiful than angels, and Lan The story of Slaughter's infinite love and romantic pursuit of His Royal Highness the saint has become the content of every girl's evening dream in Cassano.
It is said that this time to fight against the evil dragon chanting wind, Lancelot wanted to use the chanting dragon crystal to personally order a set of jewelry for His Royal Highness, to impress the beauty of the beauty.
For the Senate and Mercenary Union, there can only be countless sighs about why a peerless genius like Lancelot turns out to be a loyal demon believer, in their opinion, whether it is the eldest son under the command of Galen or that For Captain Long Aotian, there is no chance of winning the final competition with this perfect knight.
As for the last player... player... who is that player
Not to mention people who can't even remember their names. There is no chance at all.
But just as these three big men were talking about the final form of this round of leader selection, they suddenly rushed over from the side to a priest in the magic hall, and walked to the middle of the hall to report an explosive news. :
"Enlighten the three adults, His Majesty the Pope invites the three to go to the Demon Temple's martial arts field..."
"Martial arts field?" The three big shots were taken aback.
"What happened??"
"Participants..." The little priest said this, and seemed to find it ridiculous: "The players are fighting!!"
What?
The three big bosses were all shocked.