The Yellow Sand Plain is located in the southeast of the Lanvasur Castle.

The yellow gravel drifted in the sky with the rising spring breeze. From a distance, the monotonous yellow brings visual fatigue to the world.

Until the edge of the Yellow Sand Plain, a touch of emerald green appeared, like crystal emeralds embedded in the tail of the Yellow Sand.

Suddenly, a diffuse golden glow sticks to the edges of the yellow sand plain, spreading from the emerald green area, gradually forming a wave.

This is a golden army, yes, pure gold.

Looking down from the sky, everything seemed to be rendered golden, including the armor of the army, the weapons of the army, and the chain armor of the war horses.

Dada! Dada! Dada

The crisp sound of horse hooves sounded in front of the Golden Legion. More than a dozen scout cavalry wearing golden mail returned to the array, and the leading scout captain went straight to the center of the legion.

"Sir Bishop, you can reach the castle of Lanvasur in more than 40 kilometers." The scout captain led the war horse, half-kneeled in front of the golden carriage, and respectfully lowered his head.

The curtain was lifted, Bishop Isda stepped out lightly, wearing a golden crown on his head, wearing a luxurious gold silk robe, and a golden badge hung on his right chest. Bright sunlight shone, and it was clearly visible that the front of the badge was engraved with a vague figure wearing a crown. The crystal gems on the edge of the sky reflected dazzling brilliance.

"Can you find out the battle situation of Lanvasul Castle?" Bishop Isda looked into the distance, and a ray of crimson light could be seen faintly.

"Sorry, the Bishop, the sentry who went to Lanvasur Castle has not come back yet," said the scout captain.

"Have you come back yet? Send a few teams of sergeants? How long will it take?" Bishop Isda withdrew his gaze and stared at the captain scout in front of him, his tone mixed with inexplicable meaning.

For some reason, he felt a little uneasy, not about the Temple Legion dispatched by the Temple of Finance, but about the Jeffrey family.

After receiving the Duke of Gold's request for help, he began to accelerate the advancement of the Temple of Wealth. Now, it is less than a day left to reach the Castle of Lanvasul, but his inner anxiety is getting stronger.

"There are three teams of sentry detectives, all of whom were the Knights of the Temple, who set out in the early morning." The captain of the scout seemed to notice the change in the atmosphere and said in a deep voice.

Hearing this, Bishop Isda's eyes narrowed slightly, and his mind surged. Then he looked down at the magic messaging crystal in his hand that had no reaction, with a very heavy expression.

"Valoran's leader! Legend!"

"Is it really a legend hidden behind the scenes that took action?" Bishop Isda whispered, and couldn't help but recall what he had discussed in detail with Duke Gold in the secret room, about the Valoran Corps and the legend behind it.

The Temple of Wealth is not so easy to fool, especially after knowing the decision of the legendary warrior Du Bois, they had investigated the situation of Valoran's leader in detail, and it is likely to be confirmed that it is a newly emerging legendary force, but it is impossible to determine the specific strength of the legendary crown behind it.

Hum? Bishop Isda suddenly looked up and looked into the distance. It was the direction of the castle of Lanvasur, with some familiar but unfamiliar fluctuations.........

etc!

Is it a magic trick!?

A look of horror appeared on Bishop Isda's face, and the golden crown above his head swayed slightly.

Divine art, in ancient myths and legends and heroic deeds, is the embodiment of the power of the gods and has unimaginable power. There are also some rumors that believers of the gods can also obtain part of the power of the gods or ideas they believe in for years and have ready-made divine art.

Every temple on the continent of Kaladimos has records of divine arts, and there will be more or less scrolls engraved with divine arts.

Therefore, Bishop Isda recognized that it was the power of divine art when the fluctuations spread.

"It's the magic technique, and it's the magic technique of the God of Justice!"

A calm and solemn voice rang out from behind the golden carriage, and an old man riding a pure white horse slowly walked up to him, with a faint glow lingering in the air.

"Uncle Ambo!"

"Uncle Ambo!"

Accompanied by Bishop Isda's words, all the soldiers standing around him knelt down on one knee and said respectfully.

"Get up!" An Bommi's subordinate waved his hand gently, and a light golden glow sprinkled down, gently supporting everyone.

Judging from the appearance, Ambermian has a white-haired and young face, and is wearing golden jewelry all over his body, looking like a wealthy old man.

A crown of pure gold above his head, a slender golden necklace between his neck, a golden wrist guard at his wrist, and a golden ring on his fingers, including the extremely luxurious golden robe and the golden staff in his hand.

Maybe this is the real temple of wealth!

"I didn't expect that a mere duke family would actually have a magic scroll!" Ambermian rode a pure day horse and looked into the distance with deep eyes.

"Maybe the legend hidden behind Valoran's leader has taken action, otherwise how could he launch the magic tricks by relying on the power of the Jeffrey family... I'll go and see first, you will march immediately to strive to participate in that war."

After saying that, Amber gently patted the horse riding on the horse, trying to soar directly into the sky. Crafts of praise sounded in the sky, and countless tiny spots of light appeared under the horse's hooves, turning into a golden road.

Suddenly, a faint breeze blew across the sky, and a pleasant sound came quietly, making people feel like spring breeze and their minds were pure.

【Hurricane Howling】!

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Time is pushing forward a little bit.

Lanvasur Castle, ruined guardhouse.

"The Jeffrey family will never be destroyed in my hands!"

"Absolutely not!"

Duke Gold looked at the crimson figure gradually approaching in front of him, and the calmness in his eyes was swallowed by madness, like endless flames burning his heart.

The low and fast spell was told in his mouth, the exquisite red staff flashed with rich light, and the engraved golden patterns seemed to melt, slowly penetrated into the magic circle and disappeared without a trace.

[Super-level spell: Blazing Feast]!

[Blooming Feast: Form a magic array in front of you and summon a powerful pillar of flame at extremely short time intervals, causing the surrounding enemies to suffer great fire-attribute magic damage, and have a certain chance to make the enemy enter a ignition state.

When the Flame Pillars attack the enemy, the caster cannot move; however, when it lasts for a certain period of time, the magic circle can be operated by itself, and the position of the Flame Pillars can be slightly adjusted using mental power.]

A bright red magic array appeared in the ruins. The inexplicable surging red energy burned the gravel and dust, and finally formed a magic array like a flame symbol.

The next moment, the orange pillar of flames soaring into the sky continued to emerge on this wide wall, igniting everything, gravel, corpses, armor and iron thorn soldiers who had not yet left, turned into ashes in the flames.

Fiona, who was approaching, was also within the range of the magic circle.
Chapter completed!