Throne of the North.

Chapter 505: Demons are dancing in the cathedral, and the Archbishop of Dawn is attacked and killed
Ryan rushed to the royal city of Andara.

This royal city is still under repair and construction. Of course, the most important places have been completed long ago. It still looks as magnificent as before it was trampled by orcs. King Adams is wantonly venting his royal authority in this magnificent royal city.

Ryan briefly took over the power of war here. What made Ryan very satisfied was that between the king and the nobles, the king's power was not supreme. As long as Ryan did not have any major problems, the king could not deprive him of the military command power he had previously granted him.

Of course, this does not mean that power can be seized by force.

"There can be no problems in the war in the north. If the orcs break through the defense line, they will appear at the foot of the royal city again."

"This city... is difficult to defend against the Horrorhinus, who are more powerful than the Warthogs. Those Horrorhinus breed a kind of ferocious beast called Horrorhinus. Its sharp horns, which are longer than arms, can easily destroy stones."

"As for the war in the south, the Kingdom of Sera is not as strong as you think. The strength of the Kingdom of Andara is not weak. As the guardian knight of the royal family, Daryl's presence will make the Kingdom of Sera understand that war is not a short-term thing."

"Moreover, the Empire will help you, Your Majesty."

Ryan said to Adams, the King of Andara, that in the end, things were moving in the direction Ryan wanted. Adams was much more panicked than Ryan had imagined. The simultaneous wars in the south and the north made him a little overwhelmed.

"What is the Emperor of the Empire going to do?"

Adams asked. He also believed that Ryan's appearance in the Andara Kingdom at this time was the order of Emperor Flor.

How could Ryan know what the emperor of the imperial capital wanted to do? He could only say:
"War will not make you lose your dignity as a king."

The polite words calmed Adams' mood. Ryan and Count Mercers next to him, the great noble who almost controlled 70% of the government affairs of the Andara Kingdom, were said to have recently obtained a piece of land larger than the manor from Adams.

After leaving the king's palace, Ryan and Count Mercers walked side by side.

"The Earl is looking better and better."

Ryan said with a smile, and Moses nodded. It was common for nobles to compliment each other.

"You look stronger too, Baron Ryan."

Ryan had indeed grown taller, and his extraordinary path had made his physique perfect, giving him a demeanor that made people feel strong but not bloated, noble and elegant, and someone who wanted to get close to him.

"I wonder if the Earl is interested in war?"

Ryan said this, and Moses didn't quite understand what Ryan meant. In the Andara Kingdom, the two had formed a tacit understanding when they met last time. Moses would not interfere with the military command in Ryan's hands, and Ryan would not care about Moses's interference in the kingdom's political affairs.

"I don't know anything about war. I don't even have an army of my own."

The more you lack something, the more you care about it. If Count Moses wants to regain the strength and status that a great noble should have, the army is indispensable. However, he has lost too much of his foundation, and the accumulation during this period is not enough for him to form his own army.

"War is not just about charging on the battlefield, it also involves logistical supplies."

"With the outbreak of war in the south, the kingdom may need to collect food and weapons from the nobles again."

"In order to ensure the success of the war, Earl Moses may be able to take on this responsibility."

Power means wealth, and Moses was tempted.

The two men once again reached a consensus and handed over the trouble of the hostility of the nobles caused by logistical issues to Count Mercers. Ryan did not stop and went to the Cathedral of Light in the royal city.

The war between the two kingdoms was purely coincidental and unexpected. Ryan's goal was to kill the archbishop of the Holy See.

……

The Cathedral of Light in the royal city of Andara was even more speechless than Ryan had imagined.

If it weren't for the architecture, this cathedral would be no less prestigious than the royal palace in the royal city.

What made Ryan speechless was that... the interior of this cathedral was full of magicians.

There are no clergy, or are these magicians playing the role of believers of the God of Light?

“Will He really not have any objections?”

Ryan stood in the church hall, looking up at the gray-white stone sculpture that was more than ten meters tall. Is this the appearance of the God of Light? Why does the face with the outline of the sun behind it look a bit like the Chosen Emperor?
No, that's not quite right. It should be the image of the God of Light. How come he looks a little bit like the honorable Emperor of the Flor Empire?

"No wonder you keep getting assassinated."

As soon as Ryan finished speaking, he felt Brand beside him suddenly draw out his knight's sword and protect him behind him.

At the same time, the entire Cathedral of Light was in chaos... no, colorful lights lit up, and the magicians who were hunted by the Vatican a hundred years ago released their magic to protect the tall statue of the God of Light. Then the magicians' roars were heard.

"Damn rats!!!"

"None of you will be able to escape today!"

A burly old man flew out, and a hand covered with dragon scales stretched out from under his wizard robe and grabbed towards a shadow.

A normal arm stretched out and appeared in front of the shadow, and in the shadow, there seemed to be countless tentacles blocking all retreat routes, until the palm came, grabbed a black swan assassin and crushed the opponent's head.

In less than five minutes, Ryan stood there, looking at the thirteen Black Swan assassins who were killed one after another by the magician from all directions, and he didn't know what to say.

After it was over, he looked at the mage apprentice who was walking by as if nothing had happened and asked:

"Is this kind of thing common here?"

The wizard apprentice turned his head and looked at Ryan, saw his noble attire and nodded.

"These assassins come every few days, and our meditation room has been arranged to the top."

The mage apprentice seemed accustomed to this. Ryan looked at the three statues of the God of Light in the image of Emperor Flor, as well as the magicians around him, and wondered whose idea this was.

The legendary magician, Mr. Ivy, doesn't seem to be so unruly.

"The noble bloodline of the Flor royal family will not succumb to the threats of the heretics of the Church!"

Ryan met Nyx Columbus, the envoy sent by the Empire to the Kingdom of Andara, the son of the Marquis of Chixue Province. This man of royal blood was extremely proud of Ryan's questions.

Ryan felt that this guy was more high-profile than the Emperor Chosen because of his confidence in his own bloodline.

So you are the one who caused a small assassination every three days and a big assassination every five days in this Cathedral of Light? As a result, there is no believer left in this cathedral?

Ryan was speechless. He knew before that there would be an assassination attempt here, but he didn't expect it to be for such a ridiculous reason. Also, does this cathedral really not need believers of the God of Light to pray?

This is not a qualified missionary, Ryan thought to himself.

If there are no believers of the God of Light in the royal city, how could there be believers in other places? Moreover, faith will not disappear. If the God of Light cannot gain the faith of this land, then mankind’s prayers will naturally fall on the heads of other gods.

For example, the Lord of Dawn, and other alien gods. Fortunately, no other alien gods appeared in the Norris continent, otherwise the land of Andara Kingdom would be a paradise for them.

No... Ryan thought of Hobie. He wondered if that guy was still hiding in some corner of this world. Would he come to reap the believers in Andara who were left unattended?

Ryan met Ivan, the legendary life magician, also known as [Ivy].

Ryan had nothing to say about the Knicks, who had royal blood, but he asked Ivan about his doubts.

"I hope that the ghoul's Hobie will show up."

There was a strong desire flashing in Ivan's eyes, which was completely different from that of Lady Ophelia, the [Eternal One of the Void].

He was eager to hunt gods and then use their life force to perfect his own truth.

"Mr. Noble, life is about evolution. If the evolution of life stops, it will be no different from death."

Ivan said that for the truth of life, he could make a very simple choice, just like when he and Farrell, the current commander of Wing Canyon, parted ways. Ryan did not argue with the magician about the truth and told his purpose.

"The Archbishop sent by the Holy See to the Kingdom of Serra?"

Ivan was silent. He had no interest in such things.

"If Lord Ivan does not want to do it himself, please give me some help. I think the archbishop sent by the Holy See to the Kingdom of Sera will not be as powerful as Pastor Soto of the Kingdom of Andara."

Pastor Soto is a legend, even the archbishop has to bow before him.

"If it's a legend, I'd be interested."

Alvin said that each of the empire's ten legendary magicians has a considerable conflict with the Holy See. Their pursuit of truth is a challenge to the Holy See's attitude of suppressing human civilization.

The Vatican said that fire was bestowed upon mankind by the gods and that mankind must devoutly believe in the gods. The magician rubbed out fire with his hands and said that magic power was the source.

"But if we can kill the Archbishop of the Holy See, it can also cause them some trouble."

Ivan smiled, stretched out his hand and handed a green seed to Ryan. Ryan clearly saw a snow-white line on Ivan's wrist, like shrimp thread, connecting from the wrist to the depths covered by the wizard's robe.

Noticing Ryan's gaze, Ivan withdrew his hand.

"The Black Swan Assassin of the Holy See is more difficult to deal with than I thought."

The assassination attempt on the Cathedral of Light standing in the Kingdom of Andara was no small matter, especially at the beginning, even the legendary magician was injured.

The Holy See's desire to destroy this Cathedral of Light is no less than its desire to win the war in the South.

Ryan swallowed and quickly left this place of trouble.

"The nobles of the Northern Wind Province also encountered an all-round threatening assassination. I hope it has nothing to do with this incident."

Seeing the kingdom's Cathedral of Light, Ryan had reason to suspect that the all-out assassination threat in the North Wind Province was an attempt by the Holy See to use the nobles of the North Wind Province to abolish the kingdom's cathedral at the table of imperial political confrontation.

Trying to scare the nobles and put pressure on Emperor Flor to abolish the Kingdom's Cathedral of Light?
It's not impossible. After all... if His Majesty the Emperor knew that the Cathedral of Light looked like this, this Emperor and Grand Pope of Light would also scold Knys and Ivan, right?
……

Kingdom of Sera, southern border.

Further south from here is a hilly area of ​​more than 200,000 square kilometers, which blocks the direct communication between the southern land and the Kingdom of Serra and the Kingdom of Andara in the north. Of course, the hills are not an absolute obstacle. If you walk eastward along the border of the Kingdom of Serra and make a circle, there is a plain between the hills and the [woodland] in the east that can lead to the land further south.

Apart from this road, one must either go directly across the hills or take the North Wind Road into the empire and from the empire into the lands of the south.

The three roads, and precisely because of such geographical advantages, have led to the increasing wealth brought by Beifeng Avenue.

Because crossing the hills is not something the Chamber of Commerce can do, and neither can ordinary armies. Going through the plains in the east and getting close to the woods may cause hostility from the elves, and the beasts on that plain are not to be trifled with.

However, these problems are not a problem for Archbishop Sigurd from the Dawn Church.

The nearly two-meter-long Saker Falcon is more muscular than an eagle. The key point is that it can carry humans and fly. However, its disadvantage is also obvious. It cannot fly long distances for a long time.

Instead, it's ferocious.

Boo!
With a sharp howl, the bird of prey dived into the depths of the forest. The next moment, when it flew up, it picked up a seven or eight meter long snake into the sky, and its sharp claws cut the snake into two in mid-air.

It was not alone, there were thirty Warcraft-level Saker Falcons densely packed in the sky around it.

Corresponding to this, there were the same number of Vatican clergymen, Holy Light Knights, Dawn Priests, missionaries, and even four nuns with hot bodies and charming expressions, all wearing snow-white robes below.

These people are the core group members of Archbishop Sigurd. Except for the four nuns, each of them is powerful enough.

Archbishop Sigurd with a lazy look stood in the front. His snow-white robe made him look very tall. However, as the wind blew around him and the outline of the robe was revealed, it was still obvious that the archbishop's belly was not slim.

Within the Vatican, he had a privately mocking nickname - the Barrel.

"Haha, those damn guys are just jealous. They even want to fight with me for the Sera Kingdom's overseas assignment this time!"

The clergy of the Holy See were actually reluctant to go to such a remote place near the North, but the Kingdom of Serra was an exception, because there were more than 100,000 fanatics left by Archbishop Adriana.

Those fanatics can help clergy gain more divinity and more powerful magic.

So when they were on the Holy Mountain, the archbishops fought fiercely for it, but in the end Sigurd got the upper hand because he had an uncle who was a cardinal.

At this moment, Sigurd has begun to imagine the wonderful life in the Kingdom of Sera. He has heard that the skin of women in the northern lands is very rough, so he must be careful not to hurt his little brother.

Fortunately, I brought it with me, so it should be able to be used for a while. The holy water can make the skin more refined, and I can make a lot of money while continuing to cultivate...

In the sky, the birds of prey had finished their meal, and Sigurd ordered to continue their journey. He didn't want to stay in this wilderness at all. It was simply not a place for human enjoyment.

However, at the moment when the birds of prey in the sky landed near these clergymen of the Church, the ground beneath their feet suddenly cracked, and vines as thick as wrists grew straight out of the ground. In the horrified eyes of Sigurd and his men, they pierced through them and carried them up to a height of more than ten meters in the air, even the birds of prey were no exception.

The first to die were the four nuns with curvy figures who had only one function. They had no extraordinary powers, and in just a few breaths their vitality was devoured by the thorns on the green vines. They withered and hung on the vines that were like tree trunks.

The rest of the people were still struggling, especially several priests and missionaries, who released divine magic to try to resist the vines that pierced through their bodies and devoured their vitality.

In the distance, Ryan bent his bow and shot the magic arrows, which flew out instantly and hit the clergymen who were casting divine spells but whose many divine defenses had been broken.

Around him, the knights and attendants were also shooting arrows, leaving these clergymen of the Vatican no time to cast divine spells to save themselves.

Half a minute later, all that was left in the distant sky were dried corpses hanging on the bright vines.

"What a terrible magic."

Beside Ryan, Roland was shocked. Is this the power of a legendary magician? He could kill 20 to 30 extraordinary people from the Dawn Church in less than a minute.

On the other side, Otto was itching to wield the giant axe.

"We came here without telling our father, so you can't do anything."

Does the Vatican have a way to know the cause of death of these people? Ryan guessed that they might know part of it.

Therefore, they will eventually trace the case to Ivy, and they may also discover that the Empire’s army has also been involved.

But it doesn’t matter, just know it now.

Master Ryan has a gift from God.

Of course, bringing along Roland and Otto, the two princes of the Sera Kingdom, was to drag them into the water. Everyone was in the same boat, and Ryan had to tie the royal family of the Sera Kingdom to himself more tightly.

King Sera, doesn't the [Wind Emperor] know? He probably knows.

No rumors can hide from the legendary Wind Emperor.

In the distance, the wildly growing vines had broken into sections of rotten plant wood, and the dried corpses that fell from more than ten meters in the air also hit the ground with a loud roar.

At dawn on the second day after Ryan and his men left, the sun shone from the sky, and in the air a snow-white holy light condensed into the shape of a human being.

He looked similar to the Archangel Samir, but not the Samir with wings. Instead, he was the Samir that Sven had seen at the beginning, without wings, and in a human-like form wrapped in silver-white metal armor.

He was looming, and the moment he fell to the ground along the path of the sunlight, the land collapsed, and then the bloody carnivorous plant opened its bloody mouth and swallowed the figure.

Along with the chewing sounds, inside the Cathedral of Light in the distant Andara Kingdom, [Ivy] Ivan also let out an intoxicated breath, and the 'shrimp line' on his wrist also dimmed a little.

(End of this chapter)