Origin Paradise!

Boom!

A raging torrent of violent power roared out, obliterating Count Glenn's upper body until nothing remained. The legendary poison contained within mercilessly ravaged his bloodline.

In an instant, the candles were relit.

The puppeteer stared in disbelief as he turned around and began the countdown. This meant that, facing only two knights of great achievements, his life was entering its final countdown.

Eleanor's eyes flickered. The blood splattered from Count Glenn's body exploded and landed on her face, causing her the same excruciating pain as a sword piercing her. In the instant when the force roared, she even had the illusion of dying.

Her fiancé, Rhein Augustus, is far more powerful than she imagined.

The eyes of hundreds of guests were now focused on the puppeteer, their expressions ranging from ferocity and disgust to mockery and curiosity. The Knights of Great Achievement, in particular, were ready to make their move.

But at the head of the hall, the past knight and the future knight that Jiang He had separated from had quietly left the stage.

……

Green Forest City, the core city of the North.

The Duke's castle was dimly lit.

Duke Felix sat in his study, his eyes solemn. He casually picked up a secret book, which contained the history of the Felix family over the past few centuries.

"Augusta and Augustus, meaning sacred."

"This family was once the royal family of the Northern Kingdom, but in the early days of the Gods' Era, they lost to the Son of the Conqueror."

"In fact, even today, the Empire still lacks effective control over the northeast, about a quarter of the northern territory. It remains the territory of the Church of Storms and its followers. Centered around the fortress city, the Augusta Territory is exceptionally powerful, with two Grand Knight Orders stationed at the Holy Wall. One of the Grand Masters, a Saint-level Knight, is none other than the current Marquis's uncle."

"The old Marquis Augusta was a man of great prestige. I knew he had the ambition to restore the kingdom, which is why he died. But judging from his behavior, his daughter seems to have inherited his will."

"Do you understand what I mean, Your Highness?"

Across the desk, a handsome young man held a cup of red tea, his demeanor composed. He exuded the imperial tradition of a conqueror. As the second prince, he, like his brothers and sisters, had come to the countryside to inherit a piece of land the size of a baron.

The conquest begins with a barony and continues until the most outstanding conqueror emerges victorious. The victor will inherit the crown of the Imperial Emperor and reclaim all lands conquered by the royal bloodline during this period.

Clearly, this inheritance law aims to periodically contest local control in order to consolidate the rule of the dragon family.

“I have already sent people to take action,” the second prince said. “And it is a very reputable and capable group. The imperial officials are all subordinates of my brother who is in the capital, and they will take care of them as well.”

Duke Felix said in a low voice, “The rebels are not something that you young people can control. As far as I know, they have spiraled out of control. In the Southern Province, the rebels have occupied a fortified city. The entire Saint Assassination Corps is composed of Saints and Knights of the Greatness. The Church has replaced you as the leader.”

The rebel army was essentially a sword of arms launched by eleven churches in a united attack against the Church of God. The highest leaders of each church were chief archbishops, while their agents were saints.

Chapter 620 The Savior of Augusta

"So what?"

The second prince said leisurely, "The balance between monotheism and polytheism is what everyone is looking forward to. Even the emperor is secretly intervening. I have no feelings for him, but I have to admit that he is insightful and capable."

“Arrogance,” Duke Felix said, somewhat annoyed.

The way the commentator adopted such a condescending tone made this traditional, old-fashioned aristocrat feel a little uncomfortable.

The second prince chuckled and said, "Grandpa, you are old now. The strength of the Holy Knights will also weaken as their ambitions decline. After killing Baron Rhine, I am confident that I can become Eleanor's husband. After the crossing battle is over, I will let her die on the Sea Serpent Island. At that time, with the Marquisate and the Sea Serpent Island combined, I will have won more than half of this battle for succession."

“Your Highness!” Duke Felix said in a low voice.

"Perhaps the Duke should address me as Your Majesty; after all, it's only a matter of time."

"For all who exalt themselves will be humbled. The Father says that humility precedes honor, and pride precedes downfall. How long has it been since you prayed earnestly?"

"Only cowards would allow themselves to be believed in others."

The second prince snorted coldly, got up, and walked straight out of the study.

Duke Felix was furious and swept the feather pen holder and books off the desk.

"White Sword!"

A middle-aged man dressed in white hunting attire appeared, with three swords hanging at his waist, all of which were immortal-grade swords crafted by masters of the Alchemy Guild.

The White Sword Grand Knight Commander possesses the strength of a Saint-level Knight and is an elite being of the Heroic Age. The Grand Knights, on the other hand, are supported by the military power of the top authorities. They also have a size of a thousand, but all of them are Grand Knights who can unleash ten Immortal-level spells in an instant, enough to kill a Saint-level Knight.

Duke Felix said sternly, "You must go there yourself immediately. I don't trust His Highness to handle things. If the assassination goes wrong, then find a suitable opportunity to kill Baron Rhein."

"clear."

The White Sword Grand Master disappeared from the spot.

In the dim candlelight, Duke Felix looked weary. He took out a packet of alchemical powder from his sleeve, poured it into a horn cup, and then drank the bright red wine in one gulp. Legend has it that the wine was the blood of the Son of God.

at the same time.

The second prince entered the bedroom with a gloomy expression.

The chief guard brought in several beautiful maids. Given the prince's noble status, unless the slaves were extremely beautiful, they were not qualified to serve him. As for the maids in the duke's castle, they were usually women from minor noble families who learned aristocratic etiquette on a daily basis.

"That wretched old man! If you give me the Marquisate of Felix, I've already won this battle for succession!"

"How dare you disrespect the future emperor!"

Behind the bed curtains, the second prince's expression was ferocious. A long rope covered in barbs had appeared in his hand without his knowledge. Several beautiful maids began to panic. With a whooshing sound, screams of agony rose and fell. Unlike the pleasure they had expected, this was torture.

The two maids, covered in blood, fled in panic.

"Bring him back!" the second prince roared.

The chief guard nodded. He was already used to this. Protecting the prince with the dignity of a holy knight was nothing more than gambling that the prince would become emperor. If his wish were to be fulfilled one day, some of the prince's bad habits might become romantic tales among the nobles.

But just as the chief guard turned around...

The future knight, who had been sitting in the room, stood up.

Mythical charisma, fueled by anger and reversal, gives rise to an extremely thin sense of presence. This disguise, perfectly suited for assassination, undoubtedly far exceeds the sensory limits of a Holy Knight.

Without any hesitation.

The future knight made a close-range attack, piercing through the second prince's chest. The life-stealing technique stole the prince's destiny and fate, followed by a burst of immense power.

In an instant, the chief guard turned around, his eyes widening in shock and anger. He could even see the blood gushing from beneath the prince's cracked skin. Due to the immense force, countless swollen tumors appeared on his body, like an overinflated balloon that was about to explode irreversibly.

boom!

Blood and flesh stained the curtain, and the maids looked terrified.

The chief guard strode forward in anger, but the future knight had already vanished, revealing his undisguised powerful spatial abilities.

"The power of space".

"An unprecedented ability to stealth."

"Definitely a Saint-level assassin!"

"Damn it, it's right in front of me!"

A sense of powerlessness rose in the heart of the chief guard, but the most important issue at the moment was how to deal with the death of the second prince. As a guard, he was the one primarily responsible.

……

Fortress city, Augusta Fort.

Several Knights of Great Merit subdued the puppeteer, and because he could not reveal who was behind it, Eleanor, in the name of justice and virtue, ordered his execution.

The puppeteer's head fell to the ground.

Everyone, including the two counts and the knight commander, turned their gaze to Jiang He, whose cloak was stained with blood, and the lower half of Count Glenn's body lay in front of him.

"The Savior of Augusta!"

"Baron Rhine has actually killed the Knight of Great Achievement with ease!"

"No wonder the Marquis chose him."

Earl White Wolf's eyes flashed. When the shadows loomed, the two sides might have only exchanged blows for a moment. Earl Glenn was brutally killed, which means that Baron Rhine most likely possessed the combat power of a Saint-level Knight.

Count Black Serpent looked suspicious, because judging from Eleanor's expression, she clearly didn't know her fiancé's strength.

"The sacred Lion King family of the North, is it?"

The crowd was abuzz with discussion. The appearance of the Holy Knights was a major event, especially given the death of the old Marquis. With Holy Knights now in Augusta, some of the nobles who had been eager to make a move immediately quieted down.

[Hint: You have obtained the temporary world title "Savior of Augusta" (this temporary title can be crafted at the end of the quest)]

[Hint: Your reputation in the Marquisate of Augusta +1]

[Hint: The Executive's exclusive side quest has been completed. You have obtained 1 Sub-Legendary Item Enhancement Scroll]

Jiang He found a seat and controlled the returning future knight to enter the Gluttony Paradise. He extensively refined Yang Steel and created an epic-level iron spear. Under the dual control of the sin of Gluttony and the quasi-alchemy master, the iron spear became incredibly sturdy. Finally, he used an equipment scroll to upgrade it to the sub-legendary level.

[Name: Wan Gangyang Spear]

[Type: Equipment]

[Quality: Sub-Legendary]

[Effect: Legendary Fortitude/Sub-Legendary Armor Shatter]

[Note: Powerful because of its purity]

Jiang He fed the Wan Gang Spear to the Dragon Spear. He naturally chose the only attribute. The Dragon Spear didn't need fancy skills now. It was enough to focus on sturdiness and sharpness, along with a few auxiliary attack effects.

[Hint: Your signature weapon has received a slight upgrade; it's as heavy as a mountain, yet you wield it with ease (5/7)]

“Your Excellency, I hope to build a Storm Church in the Baron’s Territory. With the church, the Storm Clerics will be obligated to cooperate with the Lord’s military operations.” The young bishop walked over and said casually, “But I hope the population of Rock Territory can be larger.”

Jiang He nodded and said, "I'll have someone talk to you later."

He had other matters to attend to. The Archbishop of the Storm Church had caught up with the Underworld Puppet in the coastal area. If the Underworld Puppet went all out, the pirate leader's "skin" would inevitably be destroyed. Therefore, the Knights had already arrived at the scene. However, considering the Archbishop's position, this was just a holy battle where life and death were not the only consequences.

Chapter 621 A Generation of Powerful Figures

On the northern coast, outside the withered forest.

The sky was gloomy, and torrential rain poured down. Giant white waves surged endlessly. Not far away was the city of adventurers, which, nestled against the withered forest, was a gathering place for adventurers from the North.

Having received orders to give way, the Underworld Puppet was on the defensive and fleeing the entire time. In his full-power state, he undoubtedly possessed the strength of a hero elite, but the one chasing closely behind him was the highest combat power of one of the twelve churches, the Storm Church.

"stop!"

A furious roar rolled in from afar, stirring up towering waves.

On the vast ocean, a tall and robust old man with wildly flowing black hair swept across the sea. His storm priest robes fluttered in the wind. He swung his chain hammer with a fierce blow, which shot out like a bolt of lightning. Even though the Netherworld puppet dodged at lightning speed, it was still able to slice off the shoulder, and black blood gushed out.

Upon seeing this, the Storm Bishop's eyes hardened. The pirates had plundered the Silver Captain's viscountry, which was undoubtedly a provocation to the Marquis Augusta. He had been entrusted to pursue them, and he had thought that the enemy was at most a Knight of the Great Cause, but they had not been killed in one blow. Things were obviously not that simple.

"The Pirate Royal Court actually has a new Holy Knight."

"Aside from the Pirate King and the Sea Serpent Priest, the birth of a third Saint-level warrior is definitely not good news."

"Kill on the spot!"

As the Storm Bishop stepped ashore, a torrent of lightning surged around him. A real storm, accompanied by dark clouds, gathered and enveloped the vast area stretching from this place to the edge of the withered forest. The phantom of the altar floated in the air, and lightning bolts, like unimaginable giant trees rooted in the earth, stretched across the sky.

—Sanctuary Magic: Divine Punishment Storm Field.

As the storm descended, the Underworld Puppet let out a low roar. He was afflicted with numerous negative effects, including Storm Stripping, Thunder Punishment, and Believers, which reduced his defense by more than 30%, and an indescribable gravity pressed down on his entire body.

"The storm has favored me!"

The Storm Bishop thrust forward with a sudden burst of power, the chains coiling around him like a long dragon. He was a rare polymath, the power of a Holy Knight and a Holy Mage perfectly balanced within him.

call!

The iron chain, like a hundred-meter-long giant blade, slashed horizontally.

Just as the underworld puppet was about to swing its scythe in resistance, its shoulder was grabbed by a large hand. A tall figure suddenly descended and casually flung it out of the divine punishment storm field.

The chains came crashing down, but golden flames burst forth at their tips. The true heat of the sun flowed rapidly along the chains, and the extreme temperature burned away this weapon that originated from the hero's armor.

The newcomer was clad in golden armor, radiating dazzling sunlight from head to toe. Even his long hair and eyes shone like gold, like a sun fallen to earth.

"The fourth Holy Domain."

The Storm Bishop's expression was not good. Since the enemy had appeared to help the pirates, their relationship with the Pirate Royal Court must be extraordinary. The presence of two new Holy Realm experts immediately made the threat to Sea Serpent Island even more deadly.

call!

The Storm Bishop charged forward, and a giant sword as large as a human figure appeared. The violent winds carried the sharp blade, the Storm Power was activated, and it resonated with the surrounding environment. His superb combat skills allowed him to successfully mobilize some of the power of heaven and earth.

Around the Storm Sword, hundreds of sharp winds converged into the sword.

—Sacred Domain Combat Technique: Great Storm Slash.