When Wang Lu drove the Tata chariot and returned to the castle in a flying saucer-like posture, Aya and others were surprised self-evident.

From Wang Lu's back on his chariot to his return from driving a flying saucer, most of the day passed. Although it was not long, it made people feel uneasy. Aya was waiting at the entrance of the castle for Wang Lu to return silently, but she didn't expect that when he came back, she brought a big guy with him.

"Where does this come from?"

Aya was full of surprise, her clear eyes were firmly fixed on the chariot like a flying saucer, and she could not leave no matter what. The strand of hair that suddenly rose up on her head fully showed her excitement and love for the chariot.

Although the shape is unique, Tata is undoubtedly a very good car, and obviously Aya has no resistance to a good car.

Wang Lu jumped off the Tata chariot, carrying the Feige chariot he built with his own hands on his back. Seeing Aya's almost luminous eyes, he recalled her previous dislike for Feige, and couldn't help but smile helplessly: "You are the type who would rather cry in the chariot than laugh on Feige."

In addition to Aya, Liulixian also loves the tower very much. She flew around the spire-like chariot, and sometimes she carefully taps the tower body with her fingertips, and sometimes she smiles silly at the outer wall of the mirror-like armor.

As for Bai Shixuan and Dog playing chess, they were also surprised by the uniqueness of this chariot and attracted attention.

After a while, after everyone saw enough, Wang Lu clapped his hands: "Okay, the problem of the chariot has been solved. Let's get in the car and set off quickly. Don't waste the time I finally got after sacrificing the permanent number."

Hearing this, Aya looked somber and remembered that the situation of herself and others was not good. She was far from the time she could enjoy the chariot with peace of mind. The threat of the Holy Light Sect might come at any time. At that time... she was far from the capital to compete with it. This unique chariot is the key to defeating the strong with the weak and winning at this level.

Wang Lu undoubtedly made great contributions to obtaining this chariot. Thinking of this, Aya's heart moved slightly and suddenly had an almost absurd idea: Perhaps for Wang Lu, there is nothing in this world that cannot be done, perhaps, he is really invincible?

However, before Aya could experience the changes in her heart carefully, Wang Lu had already invited everyone to board the chariot and flew towards the vast sea of ​​clouds outside the castle.

The door at the exit of the castle slowly opened and closed slowly. Before leaving, Aya felt something and looked up. At the top of the two doors between, the murals left by the Golden King sparkled, as if mocking the insignificance of the people below.

At the same time, in another place outside the cloud sea, in the Blood Demon's tent, the preparations for the Holy Light Sect have reached the final stage.

"Very good, very good. It took less than a day to complete the chariot, and the grade was still at the initial expected IQ. You guys, I will remember you great achievements after you go back."

Paul walked back and forth in the tent, his excitement beyond words.

The progress of building a chariot was faster than expected, because one of the five archbishops sent by the pope happened to be good at chariot manufacturing. With the materials in the tent, he and others worked together to build a chariot with a grade of about three or four in just half a day: Holy.

The Holy Chariot is not a powerful Chariot. It has limited auxiliary effects on combat on a large-scale battlefield, but the advantage is that it is fast and hidden enough, which is suitable for performing current tasks.

The purpose of the Holy Light Cult is very clear: instead of competing honestly according to the rules and hoping to reach Jiajiazete Mountain faster than Wang Lu and others, it is better to cut off the opponent's roots. This is the way to remove the firewood from the bottom of the pot and cure the symptoms and root causes.

Although the solution was not what he thought, Paul agreed with it, especially when the progress of the chariot manufacturing progressed faster than expected, he was even more joyful.

"Hehe, at this time, those pagans probably haven't even solved the puzzle of entering the sea of ​​clouds? When we rush to block them in time, I really look forward to their desperate eyes."

Paul said fiercely, as if he had seen the pagans crushed to pieces before him, and the Holy Sea of ​​Light was because of him that he had purified the pagans and gave him greater gifts.

Soon, the finishing work of the Holy Chariot was also announced, and Paul waved his hand: "Everyone get in the car, prepare to set off."

Unfortunately, no one paid attention to him at all. Everyone looked at the Faceless, and even Ferdinand was silently waiting for the Faceless command.

Paul was stunned, then his face turned red, feeling that he had suffered a huge humiliation.

That's right, it's not very good for me in terms of strength, but don't forget that I am the administrator of the Treasure House of Kings. Without me, what can you do if you have great skills? Besides, if you really have such great skills, why should I be an administrator? You can be yourself

The faceless man didn't even look at Paul, who looked gloomy, walked straight into the holy chariot, sat in the main seat, and snorted coldly: "Do you want me to invite me? Why don't you get in the car?"

Soon, the holy chariot with full coverage structure had completely disappeared into the sea of ​​clouds.

The Holy Light Cult and his group were all crowded in not-so-spacious chariots, each in their own position. Some were responsible for concealing the tracks of the chariots, some were responsible for providing power, and some were responsible for driving directions... The division of labor was very clear. The Holy Warriors were of low grade, and if they wanted to freely shuttle through the sea of ​​clouds, they could only assist them with manpower. In one car, there were two saints and five archbishops, and the luxury of the lineup was enough to be shocking. The Holy Warriors also burst out with performance far above normal levels.

However, after all, the natural level is not enough, and the performance of holiness is still unsatisfactory.

"...Isn't this speed faster?" Ferdinand asked in a deep voice, "I'd better let me..."

The faceless man turned his head, looked at him with a pale face, and interrupted coldly: "Idiot, do you want to get out of the car and push the cart? Think with your poor mind, if you can walk freely in this sea of ​​clouds, why do you have to make sure that there must be a chariot to enter? Do you think this is a rule that is bored and randomly designed?

Ferdinand remained silent. He had never even heard of this sea of ​​clouds before, so naturally there was no reason for the rules of the sea of ​​clouds. Since the faceless person opposed it, he no longer insisted.

Although the faceless man's arrogant and rude face is unbearable, Ferdinand at least knows that matters are priorities. The most important thing at the moment is to work together to eliminate hidden dangers of the church, rather than personal grievances. Of course, when things happen, he will carefully calculate each account with the faceless man.

However, just as Ferdinand made up his mind, the faceless suddenly burst into laughter, and the sound of being stuffed in Brie was creepy.

"Hahahaha, Yu De is beautiful, pagan, I am really looking forward to your purification ceremony more and more."

The referee's chief was slightly uneasy: "What's wrong?"

The Faceless Man did not hide it and said bluntly: "That group of pagans have left the transit station and moved quickly into the sea of ​​clouds."

"What?"

Everyone in the Holy Car was stunned.

"They have left the transit station? Are you sure?" Ferdinand asked sternly, "You said that it takes a long time for them to solve puzzles, and it takes several days to build a tank. We can definitely have time, right? What's going on now?"

"Yes, if it were them, it would take more than a day to solve puzzles, and it would take even longer to build a chariot. Even if some of them are good at chariot manufacturing, they cannot do better than us, but what if it weren't just them?" said the faceless man lightly, not as if he was explaining for anyone, but to himself, "Is a lunatic who is still willing to let go of his figure so far?"

Hearing the four words "The Ghosts Are Dispersed", Paul shuddered: "Who are you talking about?"

Ferdinand asked, "Since you can sense their position, can you know what level of the chariot they are riding in?"

"Level 8 or above."

"Level 8? Isn't it the same level as Guangyao Speed?" The referee was shocked. "How did they do it? In less than a day, they built a level 8 chariot? Is this what manpower can do?"

"Of course not, forging from scratch, even the saints cannot build level 8 chariots in one day." The Faceless said absent-mindedly, "But they did not start from scratch, but inherited someone's legacy... Humph, just you idiots, what's the point of asking for the roots?"

"...If it is a level 8 chariot, how can we catch up with it with our holiness?"

"Car can't catch up, can't the person catch up?" said the faceless man, slightly turning his head to another direction, and sneered, "It's almost time to stop."

"Very good, keep this momentum and reach Mount Jiazet as fast as possible... As long as you get to the mountain, no matter how many means the other party has, it will be useless."

After leaving the castle, Wang Lu immediately drove the chariot deep into the sea of ​​clouds at the fastest speed. The tower-shaped chariot did not disappoint. After a period of acceleration, it resolutely deformed and suddenly lay the sharp top of the tower flat, like a sharp rifle, running through the air.

Speed, speed, lightning, and jaw-dropping speed. Once the tower-shaped chariot is flattened, it forms a stance like a riding a gun, and the speed is no less than that of a sharp flying sword. Wang Lu saw the sea of ​​clouds on both sides retreating wildly as if they were torn by huge force. One scene after another changes beside him, sometimes it is blazing flames, sometimes it is towering mountains, but they all flash by. Without having time to take a look, they are left behind by the chariot.

The chariot is not only fast, but also very strong. Those scenes that flash by are actually tests to block the way in the sea of ​​clouds. According to normal steps, it takes a lot of effort to pass. However, in front of the Golden King's chariot, the troubles on the periphery are not worth mentioning at all.

"Very good, things are going very smoothly. If you continue, you should not be able to reach Jiajiazet Mountain in a short while." Wang Lu stood in the control position inside the chariot, calmly observing the changes around him. Although there was still a confusion in the sea of ​​clouds, many signs have shown that they are quickly approaching the core.

"But the question is, how long will this success last? The people of the Holy Light Cult need to start, which is now."

Wang Lu murmured to himself, and soon there were many speculations in his heart, but... in front of the Golden King's chariot, he didn't think the other party could make any effective resistance.

Although it would be a bit unfair to win like this, the people of the Holy Light Sect obviously work for the Golden King, but they offended the Golden King himself. Even if they lose, they will not be unfair to lose at all.

"Everyone, have a good rest, and we can celebrate the victory on Mount Jiajiazet in the near future."

"Okay, I like the celebration banquet the most." Liu Lixian said happily, her smile illuminating the small space in the chariot. However, at this moment, the bright smile on the girl's face suddenly frozen.
Chapter completed!