The loud golden bells, the crisp silver bells, and the continuous chanting sounds as dense as bees' wings.

There were nearly two thousand clergy in St. Cloud's Cathedral and more than a thousand nuns of St. Mayan Cathedral. They fought ceremonial wars and walked in a steady and slow manner, with a charlatan-like manner, and lined up neatly through the waiting building of the South Station and arrived on the wide platform.

When Benedict Ahan saw the "empty" platform, his face changed suddenly.

There are no flowers, no colorful flags, no believers, let alone huge bands, miles-long red carpets, various luxurious ceremonies or other suitable arrangements.

Cold and dark, lonely and lonely.

On the empty platform, there were only dozens of Hydra Secret Guards led by Salian, as well as nearly 3,000 guards and soldiers who blocked the entire platform.

The military band of 100 people was pitifully huddled in the corner of the platform. When the cold wind blew, the musicians were so cold that they squeezed together, revealing a "despicable" and "unreasonable" temperament!

The few smiles that Benedict Ahan had just squeezed out were swept away by the cold wind.

The hairs on his back suddenly stood up one by one. He felt a lot of bad eyes focused on him. He turned around slowly and looked at the waiting building of the South Station behind him.

In the waiting building, dozens of windows were opened, and behind each window were fully armed soldiers of the Guards.

Benedict Ahan's sharp eyes swept through the windows, and he faintly saw dark muzzles one by one - a hint of surprise emerged in Benedict Ahan's heart. Field guns? Did Salian arrange field guns here?

However, the color of the field cannon made of bronze should not be like this?

However, this strand was quickly thrown away. No matter how many field artillery Salian arranged here, could he still dare to fire at the church team?

Even if he dares, even if he uses flowering bullets, he will not have much threat to the church knights above the fourth level, let alone extraordinary existences like Benedict Ahan, who has already entered the sixth level of his own strength.

It's nothing more than a native chicken and tile dog, vulnerable.

Immediately afterwards, a surge of anger emerged from Benedict Ahan's heart, and a roar soared into the sky, burning his eyes into a strange golden red. There was a wave of heat around him. Inexplicably, everyone on the platform heard a loud, sharp, and incredible bird song!

This tweet rang directly in everyone's mind.

A bright divine light suddenly appeared in front of Qiao's eyes. He vaguely saw a phoenix wrapped in golden red divine flames, flying proudly among the divine lights in the sky!

During the half month of class at Imperial Military University, Joe read a lot of books.

As the largest religious force in the Medland continent and as the top force whose comprehensive strength exceeds the major powers, there are naturally a lot of military information about the Golden Oak Church in the library of the Imperial Military University.

Seeing this phoenix figure, Joe immediately knew which path Benedict Ahan was taking.

The clergy of the Golden Oak Church have three evolutionary sequences.

Six-winged Lion of Light, this is the evolutionary sequence of knights majoring in the middle and lower-level churches of the Golden Oak Church. Joe’s “old friend” in Tulum Port is not very useful. Langhinus, who was so angry that he was half-dead of death by Joe’s words, took this path.

The Holy Flame Light Dragon, this is the evolutionary sequence of the knights of the Golden Oak Church and the top thugs of the Holy Prison. The Holy Flame Light Dragon has more powerful power than the six-winged Light Lion, more outstanding comprehensive attributes, and more magical extraordinary power... It is still unknown whether the Holy Prison boss Rafa, who was imprisoned in which secret prison in the Delun Empire, is a Holy Flame Light Dragon.

The most powerful, noble, and core evolutionary sequence of the Golden Oak Church is the Eight-Winged Holy Phoenix.

Only elites trained as core backbone of the church are qualified to choose this evolutionary sequence. Basically, the bishops and archbishops of the major dioceses of the Golden Oak Church are all eight-winged holy phoenixes!

The Pope of the Church must be the strongest among the eight-winged Holy Phoenix.

The illusion in front of me flashed away, and the loud and majestic chirping still echoed in my mind.

Salian coughed in a low voice, and took the cigar in his mouth, turned around, and squeezed out a standard 'smile and no smile' face to Benedict Ahan from afar: "Dear Archbishop Benedict, are you... someone offended you?"

"What... does this mean?" Benedict Ahan, accompanied by several golden-robed bishops, stepped towards Salian, with a faint sense of anger in his steps.

"What does it mean?" Salian blinked his eyes and looked at Benedict Ahan in surprise: "What are you saying?"

"Your Highness Salian, you should understand that your arrangements are vulnerable under the glory of the great Lord... These soldiers and these field guns are all dreams and bubbles before the omnipotent Lord."

"But...you dare to set up field guns here at this ceremony to welcome the crown of St. Attila...You are provoking the church. What exactly do you want to do?"

Benedict Ahan looked at Salian in a furious manner, almost rushing to him.

He didn't care about the field cannons hidden behind the window... These field cannons, neither to him nor to Saint Attila, could pose any threat.

What he was angry was that Salian was setting up field guns here!

He actually aimed the gun at the platform, aiming at the platform where the special train of St. Attila is about to stop!

Salian, the crown prince of the Deren Empire, used his muzzle to aim at the church's latest canonization in the past century, perhaps the only "saint" in the church today!

Putting aside the sacred status of the "saint" that is almost comparable to the pope in the Golden Oak Church, St. Attila is a long-time friend of Benedict Ahan...

When you arrive at a position like Saint Attila and Benedict Ahan, what a luxury and heavy concept to them is the "friend". This is almost a small piece of pure land that remains in their hearts!

Salian's behavior undoubtedly defiled the friendship of Benedict Ahan!

This bold guy aimed at the location where his upcoming friend train was about to be parked!

In Benedict Ahan's pores, a trace of golden red flame spewed out, and a layer of water-like fire appeared on his light golden robe. He clenched his fists and roared in a hoarse voice: "His Royale Salian, you are so rude to do this... You are provoking the Golden Oak Church! You, you, you..."

More than a dozen Hydra Secret Guards in general's uniform approached here silently. The air near their bodies fluctuated unnaturally, the void was twisting and rotating, and there was a faint strange "hissing" sound in their bodies.

The Eight-Winged Holy Phoenix and Hydra Hydra... In a sense, they are natural enemies of each other.

Birds and snakes are themselves mortal enemies of nature.

The aura emitted by Benedict Ahan made these Hydra Secret Guards feel extremely uncomfortable. The viscous and turbid dark aura on the Hydra Secret Guards even stimulated Benedict Ahan's eyes to turn red and almost fell into a state of madness.

Following closely behind the Golden Oak Church, among the nuns of the Silver Oak Church, more than a dozen old nuns with soft and pure temperaments surrounded by an old nanny wearing a silver robe with white hair shining like satin, but their faces were youthful and beautiful, just like teenage girls.

"Will they do it?" An old nun with a very high status chuckled softly.

"Hope..." The old maid surrounded by people, the highest priest in Yingui Church in the imperial capital, the main priest of St. Maya Cathedral, laughed softly: "Sisters, prepare the magic potion. If they fight, try to save lives and help the wounded... and then send the bill to them."

Xia blinked her eyes, but her youthful eyes were filled with a sense of vicissitudes of time. She squinted her eyes and smiled: "It's better to beat her broken limbs and her arms flying all over the sky, so that she can sell a few more limb rebirth potions... It's the end of the year. If there is a profit, this winter will be much better."

A group of great nuns put their hands in their sleeves, staring at Benedict Ahan who was in a state of madness.

If it weren't for the identity, if there weren't so many nuns nearby, the young nun stared at them, the great nuns could no longer help but stomp their fists and clamored loudly to make Benedict Ahan take action quickly.

It is best to punch Husarian in the nose... In this way, everything will be perfect and complete.

A loud whistle sounded not far away.

Immediately afterwards, the steam boiler valve opened, and the "hissing" sound of high-temperature and high-pressure steam ejection came.

Wrapped in the white fog in the sky, a giant made of steel broke through the fog, and slowly and firmly drove along the railway tracks into the South Station of the Imperial Capital in the howling cold wind.

Across the distance, several Imperial soldiers standing next to the railway tracks waved small flags.

Benedict Ahan's anger suddenly subsided.

He pointed at Sallyan with a smile on his face and yelled sternly, "His Highness Sallyan, I remember your rudeness today...I..."

Salian coughed lightly: "But, dear Archbishop Benedict, what I do today is for the safety of the crown of St. Attila..."

"You know, the imperial capital has been very uneasy recently. The people of Hill Church have been damaging the city. Many people with noble identities have been killed. The wealth of some large families has suffered heavy losses..."

"The intelligence department of the Empire has evidence to believe that the Hill Church appears in the imperial capital is not aimless."

"Their real goal is likely to be...the crown of St. Attila!"

Salian shrugged: "That's why I made such a arrangement, and even in order not to accidentally hurt those devout believers, I wouldn't allow them to enter the Imperial Capital South Station... Who knows what will happen?"

"My kindness, you and the church, don't misunderstand it!"

Salian explained seriously to the angry Benedict Ahan.

Hesen grinned aside, smiling silently, and his smile almost made Benedict Ahan go wild.
Chapter completed!