Chapter 242: The Holy City Pesaro

The morning in Pesaro is full of tranquility, with birds singing and flowers scenting, and the wheat fields golden, and a prosperous scene.

The huge statue of the Lord of Light, a hundred feet tall, stands in the center of the square, emitting bright golden light in the rising sun, as if it is spreading blessings to the world, and you can witness this magnificent building in every corner of Pesaro.

Bang...bang...bang...bang...

As the leisurely bell of the cathedral rang, the four gates of Pesaro opened at the same time, and believers like a tide poured in. Many devouts bowed one after another and bowed one after another ten steps, looking extremely pious as if they were pilgrimage.

When encountering such people, passers-by will make the Tao salute one after another. Such devout believers deserve respect.

Pesaro is just a secular name, and there is another title that is more popular among the believers of the Lord of Light - the Holy City.

The birthplace of the Lord of Light comes every day thousands of believers from all directions come to pilgrimage.

Especially on the day of God's birth, the scene was even more spectacular. Believers of all races lived in harmony because of their common beliefs and shared peace and harmony, and they sieged the majestic holy city and received the blessing of the Lord of Light.

The Lord of Light is known as the strongest among the gods and is closest to the Supreme God, and is not groundless.

Because several times Dalaran, no god has a belief that can be compared with him. Ten thousand years of accumulation is the greatest confidence of the Lord of Light.

Pesaro is not only a holy city, but also the location of the Holy See's headquarters. It has the reputation of "all the Paladins in the world come from Pesaro". Of course, the church on Mount Saint Gahair in the holy mountain is never recognized. In fact, they do not recognize the title of Pesaro's Holy Land. In the eyes of believers in the sacred temple, Mount Saint Gahair, where the gods of light were originally enthroned, was the real holy land.

"Dada..." Yiqi broke Pesaro's peace.

The galloping horses ran towards each other regardless of the devout believers. They were all rushing to avoid each other and hurriedly avoided them. For a moment, people were overturned.

"Bastard! I'm so tired of living, I'm actually riding my horse in the Holy City!"

“Bold!”

"Arrogant! Who dares to zema in Pesaro?"

"The person who comes dismounts, the Holy City is forbidden to ride!" The Saint Warrior standing at the gate of the city like two stone statues finally moved, and at the same time stopped in the middle of the road, shouting with a muffled groan.

The knight on the Fiery Riding seemed to have not heard it, and there was no tendency to weaken the mount.

"Bold!" The right-headed paladin was furious. No one dared to despise their orders so much in the Holy City.

The paladin in heavy armor rushed up against the fierce horse.

"Be careful!" The believers around him exclaimed worriedly.

This fierce horse is fat and strong, galloping like the wind. You can tell at a glance that it is a top-class military horse. If it is hit by it, it will definitely be broken bones and fissures. Maybe it will die on the spot.

"Level Warrior!"

When the holy light flashed with a silver halo burst out from the paladin, everyone's worry and exclamation came to an abrupt end and could only make an incredible sincere cry.

The eyes of those devout believers who came to pilgrimage thousands of miles away were even more radiant. They were worthy of being a holy place. The paladins guarding the city gates were actually warriors with ranks. If they were placed in those remote areas, they would have been like masters.

"drink!"

The paladin rushed up at a sensitive speed, wrapped his hands around the neck of the running horse, stepped heavily on the ground with his feet, and stepped on two ditches several inches deep on the bluestone ground.

The holy light rose from the paladin, and with the loud shout, he even overturned the fierce horse to the ground.

"good!"

The believers around him cheered, and capturing Liema with bare hands was a means that only the level soldiers had. They were not seen for a few times in their lives, and today they were so open their horizons.

"Paladin!" The paladin was not at all complacent, because at the moment he pulled down the horse, he met the knight on the horse at the same time. The body of blood and dust intertwined together to cover the original color of the armor, which was the Paladin armor exclusive to the Paladin!

The paladin rose up and caught the knight who had fallen out.

"Sist..." Even though the paladin believed that he had a wide range of knowledge and could not help but take a breath of air conditioning when he saw the appearance of the knight in his arms.

Not to mention that the heavy Paladin armor was stained with blood and lost its true nature, it was covered with knife marks. Many of them had torn the armor and injured the muscles inside. Perhaps because of the use of the Sacred Rehears on themselves, most of the wounds had healed, but the rolled muscles and armor did not have time to separate. Under the stimulation of the non-natural Sacred Rehears, the two grew together, which was very terrifying.

The result of doing this is to temporarily stop the bleeding, but it cannot relieve one's own pain. Every time the armor shakes, it will pull the wound.

"What kind of battle did the other party go through to leave so many wounds?" The paladin who had never been to the battlefield had such a thought in his mind.

"Eight, eight, eight...Eighth, eight...Eighth Hundred Miles urgently reported, I, I...I want to meet the Pope, things...It's about the abandoned land...It's about the City of Holy Light, quickly, quickly, I, I, I...I want to meet the Pope! Cough cough...I want to meet the Pope!" Seeing the armor on the paladin, the knight on the verge of death suddenly burst out from his eyes, and he grabbed the paladin's hand tightly and said, without saying a word, he couldn't help but cough, and the sputum he spit out was filled with a lot of blood.

The real fatal injury of this knight was not an external injury, but an internal one.

After saying this, the knight used up all the strength he had accumulated along the way and fainted gorgeously.

"Wait, wait..." The paladin shouted hurriedly, feeling aroused grief in his heart. Even if he was dizzy, you would make it clear. What is it like to say such a sentence without beginning or end?

Meet the Pope!

He wanted to see him too! But is Pope Nixia so easy to see? He has lived in Pesaro for nearly thirty years, and even the number of times he saw Pope Nixia from afar could be counted with ten fingers, let alone because of an inexplicable word, a knight who didn't know his origin!

The Pope's identity is so noble that it cannot be seen just by wanting to see it. Just like the king of a country, it is not something that ordinary people can easily see, especially the person who is called the closest person in the secular world to God, and is the spokesperson of the Lord of Light in the secular world, and his identity is even more precious. Even the monarch of an ordinary small country can only salute before him.

"Captain!" The paladin turned his gaze to another paladin, hoping to use the other party's age and wide range of knowledge.

The paladin was relatively more calm and murmured to himself: "The Abandoned Land! Holy Light City! Could something happen if something happened in the outer land?"

Out of instinct, the mature paladin felt that this matter was not small and said with a serious expression: "Koya, I'm here to guard it. You go and report to the captain about this matter and ask him to deal with this matter!"

"Yes!" Feeling the solemnity of the old Saint Warrior, the former soldier did not dare to neglect and turned around and ran to the city.

In the eyes of most people in the Holy See, the city of Holy Light, which is located in another plane, especially a land of abandonment, is indeed a veritable land of transformation. Just like a big city can't help but despise people from those small places. In their impression, the people of transformation are all barbaric and rude.

Especially in the past few decades, under the dictatorship of the golden robe priest, the City of Holy Light has been separated from the Holy Light. If the Holy Light wants to obtain minerals from the City of Holy Light, it also needs to spend money to acquire them. The only thing they have is the right of priority acquisition, which makes them used to the supremacy of the Holy Light. Believers must get used to everything for the Holy Light for free. This is absolutely intolerable for them.

If it weren't for the minerals produced there, many of them were urgently needed by the Holy See, and I'm afraid few people would know this name.

"Tread!"

There was another crisp sound of horse hooves, which shocked the old sage warrior to be on guard. Fortunately, the sound of horse hooves was not in a hurry this time and stopped not far away.

"What's going on?" A majestic and low voice sounded above everyone's heads.

gorgeous!

This is the first feeling that everyone wins.

The golden paladin armor seemed to be bathed in the holy light. Even the mounts sitting were fully armed. The gorgeous color made people dizzy and felt inferior. They dared not look at them. The owner on the mount was also not inferior. He had golden hair that was the same as the armor on his body, and his handsome face was like a knife carving, full of masculinity. If he appeared on the street, he would definitely bring screams from the noble ladies and ladies.

Although the team of paladins behind the Golden Paladin was not as dazzling as him, the silver paladin armor also showed their extraordinaryness.

There is only one person in Pesaro who is qualified to wear the Golden Paladin armor - the Golden Paladin Order of the Holy See, the leader of the Knight Order, Samson, who is known as the left hand of the gods, and the most powerful Paladin in the Holy See.

Every paladin of the Golden Paladin is a high-ranking master. The origin of this Knight's name is not only because they are as bright as gold, but also point to their doorbars. If you want to join, you must have the strength of the golden rank.

Not to mention his supreme leader, even if he throws out a member of the Golden Paladin, his immediate superiors will have to salute respectfully when they see him.

The paladin who was questioned suddenly became stuttering, "Sir, this knight of unknown origin wanted to ride a horse into the holy city, but was stopped by his subordinates. However, the knight said before he was unconscious that there were eight hundred miles of urgent secret reports to meet the Pope Nishi!"

"Eight hundred miles of secret report! Who has the courage to attack the Paladin of the Holy See?" Samon couldn't help but frown slightly. He could see the reality of the knight at a glance, with pure holy light in his body. His strength was not inferior to the captain of the Golden Paladin Order under his command. It was rare to cause a Paladin with such strength to be injured like this.

What's more, the power of the Holy See is spread all over the world. It is rare for people who dare to injure a high-level paladin to such an end. Isn't he afraid of causing the anger of the Holy See?

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