Although there are some hidden dangers that are unknown to outsiders, the general trend of old replacement and new king ascending the throne represents the formal arrival of a new atmosphere. In this way, the atmosphere full of expectations inside and outside the capital is extraordinary and enthusiastic.

And this is just the beginning!

You should know that the moment when you didn’t really go to the Temple Association and officially took over the crown from the Pope, the eldest prince was still the only one who was His Highness, not the new king of the Empire.

Of course, the difference in identity between the two is only half a day, at most a hundred kilometers, and the merits will be fulfilled soon. When the eldest prince wears a crown and a robe, he arrives in the capital with the honor of the new king of the empire,

That moment will be the focus of attention. The eldest prince is impatient, so after the guard of honor finally rushed out of the crowd and walked out of the capital gate, the team immediately raised its speed and moved forward quickly along the spacious official road decorated with beautiful decoration.

However, before the luxurious guard of honor arrived smoothly, another team of more than ten people had already taken the lead in the dark and approached the destination first...

In the morning, on both sides of the Holy Lake.

"Wow, what a big show!"

"It's a pity that we are not popular guests, we are here to smash the venue. Haha..."

"Silence, bow your head, someone is coming..."

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~10 long~10 wind~10 text~10 learning, w↗↗⊙et

The lakeside was surrounded by the temple knights wearing armor and patroling back and forth. When they looked up, they could see long robes floating in the air from time to time. They all looked expressionless and solemn, looking around and looking down. The eagle eyes were like lightning. They did not let go of any corners in the patrol area.

Moreover, the above luxurious lineup, which is waiting for with great force, is only superficial. In the void that ordinary people cannot see with their naked eyes, every few minutes, a faint ripples slowly emerge from the island in the center of the Holy Lake. It is a magic of exploration nature, which can radiate over more than ten miles around...

It is indeed a big show, just like a net of heaven and earth, and the needle cannot be inserted or water cannot be poured in!

And don’t forget. This is just a warning to the periphery of the lake. In this way, think about the desperate defense intensity on the Holy Lake island in the central area?

"No, you can't move forward any more, otherwise we will have to be caught immediately..." About seven or eight miles away from the lakeside, a ditch covered with shrubs slowly emerged from half of the head with green vegetation. He just glanced left and right, and quickly buried it with caution. After trying this a few times, he had to turn his head and whisper to the back.

Immediately, a polite and cold voice rang out, "Old Mr. Wu, can you see this distance?"

"Haha, enough. It's worthy of being a gray space. In terms of infiltrating skills, you are the best team of assassin I've ever seen."

"Old Mr. Wu is so kind, it's a pity that I can't send you directly to the lakeside."

Shaking his head, "If that's the case, wouldn't my old friend come in vain? Haha..."

Needless to say, this group of people hiding in the bushes was naturally Wuding, Mishe and others who set out from the capital last night, traveling here overnight.

In fact, logic is that from the distance from the capital here, it only takes half a day for ordinary people to come to the city, not to mention Mixiu and others who are good at long-distance raids. However, that was the past, and it is not that easy now, especially in the area near the lakeside, the intensity of martial law is said to be three steps and one whistle, and every five steps is light. That is, the gray space. If it were someone else, even the top assassin would not dare to step forward...

However, the Temple will always attach great importance to this coronation ceremony. Therefore, even with the super-spread infiltration level of Mishe and others, they can only sneak deep into this place. It is hard to say the result further.

Fortunately, they came here with a backhand, which was the old magician in space with white eyebrows, who was lying on the side of Wu Ding, and his old friend Wu Ding asked to help... Looking at the inquiring gaze that Wu Ding cast, the serious old magician narrowed his eyes and looked at the lakeside in the distance, nodded his head, and said nothing else.

And this is to agree to the promise. Woody smiled when he saw this and nodded gently to express his gratitude.

Some words do not need to be stated explicitly, but they are indeed facts, for example, in the face of absolute strength, the so-called obstacles do not actually exist!

The old magician who came out of nowhere could become an old friend of Woody. There is no doubt about his strength. Even though the temple always has a special environment, there is only the single magic element of light, which exists here, so it is really difficult to directly teleport to the Holy Lake Island. But if it only spans several miles and teleports to the surroundings of the lake, it is not difficult.

As for the long distance between the lake and the temple after that, it is not enough to constitute an attack for peerless powerful men like Woodin, right?

To sum up, it is the gray space that is responsible for opening the road and escorting the road. The unknown old magician then teleports again, and Woodin finally completes the last blow... Well, this is really a perfectly configured team...

I silently glanced around. Philip, who had been confused on the way, couldn't help but show a few bitterness on the corner of his mouth. So what am I doing... His eyes fixed on Wu Ding's thin back in front of me, and suddenly felt sad. Could it be that I was just responsible for restraining my grandfather's body...

"Note that the target is approaching, accelerate to approach...estimate... Arrival in half an hour..."

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At this time, the temple in the central island of the Holy Lake will always be located in a house at the highest point in a huge step-like building complex.

"Pope, the guard of Wang Ting's etiquette has arrived more than 30 miles outside the Holy Lake and will arrive soon." After pausing, the Archbishop of the Cardinal who came to report the situation, bowed and looked up at the figure of the robe facing his back in front of the window, and said softly, "We should go down to greet him later."

Nodded slightly, the figure of Hualang did not reply immediately, but waved and called the Archbishop in the Red to step forward. Then he poked out the old palm with brown old man spots and pointed it out the window, and asked in a faint voice: "How is this?"

After a moment of silence, the Archbishop of the Red dress looked at it. Outside the window, he could see the most familiar whole temple.

In the warm morning light, rows of majestic buildings, statues of holy gods, and various beautiful fountains, ponds, corridors and other decorative scenery were displayed one by one, which was amazing... Nodding without hesitation: "It's beautiful, very spectacular!"

"Yes, this place is beautiful, and you won't feel tired after looking for a hundred years!" As if sighing and praise, the figure of the gorgeous robe turned around, with kind eyebrows and kind eyes, like a rich man, "Have you found the assassin?"

"No." Speaking of this, the Archbishop of the Cardinal instantly lost the interest in viewing the scenery in front of him, and his expression was a little ugly. "According to the analysis of the evil heretics' past behavior, as long as Xia Wei'an is still here, the assassin will not be far away from here and give up rescue. But don't worry, he has no chance to come in!"

"Just be confident." The pope, who seemed to be a rich man, waved his hand and pointed to the temple view in his mouth that "will not feel bored if you look at it for more than a hundred years." He said calmly, "But I don't care about these, no matter whether he can sneak in or not. There must be no damage here!"

Amid the faint but unchanging order, the Archbishop of the Chronicle quickly agreed: "Yes!"

"May God the Father protect us." Close your eyes slightly, and your hands habitually stroked prayer gestures on your chest. At this moment, the old pope bathed in the sun in front of the window seemed extremely pious and holy.

"May God the Father protect us." The Archbishop of the Cardinal also made a prayer gesture.

"Okay, go down and prepare." The Pope raised his hand, "This coronation ceremony is very important. You must ensure that it is foolproof and not disturbed by some villains... Well, Xia Wei'an has watched it."

"Yes, don't worry, Lord Pope." He bowed and bowed, the Archbishop in Cardinal turned and left.

Behind him, the Pope did not leave the place immediately. He leaned forward with his upper body and gently stroked the window frame with his hands. He looked down at the clear and layered buildings, which looked like terraced fields. There were figures walking around in it, and the eaves reflected charming light, shining brightly. In the pond mixed with it, there were huge and holy water lotus swaying in the wind, looking at it. The water in the pond was clear, and you could even see swimming fish playing through the puffy green leaves...

"What a beautiful scenery...thanks to the kind Father God for his favor..."

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Chapter completed!