After Ivan walked out of the office and was taken away by Orlando, Joshua invited Nostradamus to sit down and asked him to tell him in detail what exactly happened to His Majesty the Emperor.

The old mage sat down without saying nonsense. He took a sip of tea and finished it concisely. Then he narrowed his eyes, stroked his beard, and waited for the warrior's response.

After listening to Nostradamus's narration quietly, Joshua said calmly: "They finally spoke."

There was no expression of surprise on the warrior's face, as if he had thought of this a long time ago. When Nostradamus raised his brow and looked at him, Joshua smiled: "I originally thought that when the academy was completed, no matter whether the Holy Mountain would invite me or not, I would go to Far South."

"It's far south, and you are the lord of the north."

After knocking on the table, the old mage frowned and reminded him: "Joshya, this is the origin of the dragon disaster. Now the most chaotic place on the continent, you are the imperial nobleman on the other side of the world, what are you doing there?"

Speaking of this, Nostradamus paused for a moment, as if thinking about the wording, and then continued: "To be honest, why bother, the Holy Mountain of the Far Sea invites you to go there. At most, it is because it is your power of order. There are many holy tools that can replace the power of order. You are not a necessary factor."

"You don't want me to go to Far South."

Joshua was not surprised by the old master's attitude: "But I think this opinion is not bad. Look, they are willing to pay two holy tools for this. As long as I go, I can go to the temple to choose at will."

"To be precise, I don't want you to go to the holy mountain of the far sea."

Nostradamus sighed and shook his head with some confusion: "On the contrary, I don't understand why you want to go to Far South. Now there is a mess, and anyone will have a headache when you go. Compared to the dangerous incidents that require the powerful man of the extreme will, the two holy weapons are not considered fair rewards at all."

"If you don't come to me, I'll go and make trouble."

Shrugging, Joshua said his life creed plainly: "It doesn't matter whether it is fair or not. The most important thing is that I can't stand itchy in the lord's mansion, but I just 'listen' to the battle report from afar."

“Since the church is willing to pay me to war, why not do it?”

After saying that, the warrior raised his hand and Joshua showed his fist to the old mage: "Did you see it, Master Nostradamus? What is this?"

"fist."

This is a bronze fist that has been clenched with five fingers and has been exposed to the wind and sun. It is as indestructible as the strongest piece of steel. The slightly agitated blood vessels are filled with the breath of life. Even Nostradamus has never seen such a powerful fist, as if as soon as it is swung out, nothing can stop it.

"It's very powerful, worthy of being the youngest extreme spirit-level powerhouse in the history of the empire. Your life force is even more powerful than a giant dragon."

He first exclaimed, but Nostradamus still didn't understand what Joshua wanted to express. The old mage asked in confusion: "But, then."

"There are many extremely magical dragons in the far south, and you may not be able to defeat them easily."

"Hundreds of thousands of people are trapped in the blockade of the Crazy Dragon in the Far South, and the central defense line is subject to the impact of tens of thousands of Crazy Dragons every day."

The warrior answered some questions, and he simply described the war reports in recent days: "Of course, the situation is getting better. The coalition of the Kingdom and the Elves has regained a lot of lost land a few days ago, but we all know that all this is because the five-colored dragons are shrinking, concentrating their strength, and preparing to break through the Seven Gods Church first."

"If they succeed, there is no doubt that the Far South Kingdom, which has lost the support of the church, will be the largest gathering place of humanity in the south of the continent, will be destroyed by alien races, countless families will be broken, and the prosperous civilization in the past will be completely destroyed by barbarism."

Speaking of this, Joshua's eyes were deep. He recalled the time he fought in the far south. He still remembered the feeling of boiling blood.

“So, now.”

But he was not affected by memories from the past. After a few seconds, Joshua's eyes returned to clear. His tone was calm and without any excitement. The warrior looked directly at Nostradamus' eyes: "My fist tells me that strength should be used here. It has been tempered for more than ten years to train to this point, not to watch this scene happen."

“…I’m right.”

I don’t know how to say it, but the old mage’s expression is complicated.

Of course he knew that if the dragon really broke through the Holy Mountain, then the situation would be irreversible, and the human forces on the entire continent would fall into a real passive... But is it possible? The strongest man in the continent, Pope Eagle of the Seven Gods Church, is there, and the church has been operating for nearly a thousand years, even if the dragon god comes, it may not be able to break through the Holy Mountain. The seven gods of the human race have been staring at the far south, so they will not sit idly by.

In the final analysis, the old mage still believes that all this is too far away and has nothing to do with the empire.

"No one is an isolated island that is one and is isolated from the world."

Joshua shook his head toward Nostradamus' attitude, and he said seriously: "Everyone is a member of humanity, both you and me."

"When the true death knell rings, no one can be spared, hesitation cannot save those who are watching, and caution cannot save those who are hesitant."

Although time was somewhat inconsistent with Joshua's changes to the world, the warrior remembered it very clearly how critical the situation of the Seven Gods Church in his previous life was.

On a summer storm night, taking advantage of the typhoon during the rainy season in the distant sea, the three legendary five-colored dragons led nearly 100,000 flying dragons to attack the holy mountain. Although the church was ready to fight, it was suppressed by this intensity of offensive and could not fight back.

During this heavy rain week, before the three legendary dragons took action, the entire peripheral fortifications of the Seven Gods Church were damaged, and most of the priests gave up the towns on the island and prepared to rely on the solid temple on the Holy Mountain to continue defending.

Next, there was a tug-of-war. Every day, a new army of mad dragons came from all over the world, even at the other end of the distant seas. Their numbers were almost endless and they were attacking all the time. No matter how strong the spirit of the church priests was, they were just humans. They could not bear the endless heights of tension for a week. Just as all humans were exhausted, the three-headed legendary dragons took action, ready to completely destroy the defense line of the Holy Mountain.

Pope Eagle and the bishops had to face the battle. The aftermath of the battle between the two sides even dispersed the raging typhoon. The battle between them lasted for eight days and nights, but the priests in the Holy Mountain could not hold on for so long. Many knights who had been fighting since the beginning died suddenly due to fatigue, and the defense line was once extremely chaotic.

Fortunately, at this time, an unknown priest was inspired by the gods and developed a special teleportation array. Any priest who holds the power of holy light can be positioned with mutual echo and rely on the help of a time and space holy weapon in the Great Temple. The priests traveling around the world came directly to the front line of the battlefield through this special teleportation array. With the help of this new force, the front line of the Holy Mountain gradually stabilized.

At the end of the battle, Pope Iger was even stronger. He defeated all the high-end combat power of the Five Colored Dragon Clan with his own strength and completely expelled the Crazy Dragon Army with the power of legend, but even so, it was too late.

After this battle, the Seven Gods Church was greatly damaged, and almost all the paladins and priests who traveled on the entire Mycrov continent disappeared, laying the groundwork for the subsequent rampant cultists. As the distant holy mountain contracted most of its sphere of influence, many sealed places or chaotic erosion areas they supervised began to gradually spread. Perhaps it was at that time that the Abyss of Anos, which was originally just a small gap, gradually grew into the gate of the abyss for later generations.

If there were strong people from other regions who were willing to help the Seven Gods Church at that time, things would never have fallen to this point.

"Take me back to the Lord's Mansion first, Master Nostradamus."

Standing up, Joshua looked up and looked at the skylight that was lowered by the sun. The soldier narrowed his eyes. He didn't want to explain, but said calmly: "I'm going to tell Ying and Rin that the rest is over."

“It’s time to go.”

Realizing that he could not convince the warrior, Nostradamus sighed helplessly and stood up, but Joshua, who was beside him, seemed to remember something. He took out a transparent crystal from his arms, and looked at the crystal, the warrior seemed to hesitate.

But then, he made up his mind: "Next, go directly to the imperial capital."

"It just so happens that I have something to say to His Majesty Isrell."

Half a day later.

The Northern Empire, the Holy City of the Three Mountains, and the Imperial Capital Morley Palace.

Isrell, who was looking at a map of far south, raised his eyebrows in his study.

“It’s so fast.”

He stroked his chin and whispered: "I am a young man, and his determination is much higher than ours."

After saying that, he put away the map on the table and hung it in a corner of the wall. Next, the Emperor sat on his chair, waiting for the visitors to come soon.

A few minutes later, regular footsteps rang out in the corridor outside the Royal Study, and then stopped at the door.

Sensing the powerful life force outside the door, Isrell smiled slightly, and then casually said, "Come in, the door is not locked."

He had never liked the red tape, so he had been very casual in private. After hearing this voice, the door was opened, and the controller of the empire saw Joshua's face without surprise.

“You accepted the invitation from the church?”

Without extra politeness, Isrel's interested Joshua asked, unlike the resistance revealed by Nostradamus, the Emperor was just a little curious. Then, he shrugged and said, "Yes, you are a person who can't rest. If you have the chance to fight, you will not let it go."

As a warrior, he understands the warrior's mind better than the old mage.

"But where is your magic machine? And that sea dragon, don't they go with you?"

Compared with the exhausted and heavy-minded empire controller in the Holy Emblem Hall last time, Isrell is in a very good mood now. Although Joshua doesn't know why, he can also see that the emperor in front of him is easy to talk to now.

So he did not salute, but simply explained: "Ying and Rin should still be taking care of Brandon and Villdanni's children now. I have informed the couple to come back as soon as possible to take the person away. Hei is too large and needs a special portal to send him over. Master Nostradamus has no time now, so he will probably open up such a passage tomorrow."

"That's fine."

Hearing this, Isrell's expression was a little confused. He frowned and said, "Last time, didn't I give you a swollen fall? It should be able to change the size of the sea dragon and become about the same size as an ordinary horse. Although it cannot be used for a long time, it is absolutely no problem to pass the portal."

“…”

After a slight breathing, Joshua suddenly realized that he seemed to have really forgotten this matter.

Yes, after returning from the imperial capital last time, he went directly to deal with the affairs of cultists and dragon eggs, and then prepared for the academy test. The Brandons and his wife came to visit and entrust their daughter to take care of them. He completely forgot about the easy-shaped pendant!

This is indeed a bad habit. Warriors have always been too lazy to see what equipment they have. Anyway, as long as they have weapons, it will be the same.

However, Isrel did not pay attention to Joshua's expression. He said calmly: "Do you want to come and ask how to go to Far South? Don't worry, the church and I have made arrangements. After all, this is a big event about the majesty of the empire, and it will definitely surprise you."

Speaking of this, he smiled and looked really satisfied with the so-called surprise.

"Part one, but I've come here with another purpose."

Seeing that the topic was getting worse and worse, Joshua quickly stopped the topic from being deviated. He stood in front of Isrell's desk and said in a deep voice: "Your secret wound."

When this sentence was said by the soldiers, the atmosphere in the entire study became stagnant.

But then, the pressure from the legendary powerhouse quickly dissipated.

"You can tell, it's not surprising."

Without continuing to sit in his seat, His Majesty the Emperor stood up and walked in the study. He said self-deprecatingly: "Last time in the Shenghui Hall, I was indeed a little out of control. Too tired and long-lasting pain made me forget to cover up my emotions, maybe it was earlier. You discovered this when you and I first discussed."

In fact, it is a little earlier, such as in the previous life.

Joshua did not respond because in front of him, a detailed panel was slowly emerging.

At the beginning, with the strength of the warrior's golden level, he could not see the panel of His Majesty the Emperor in front of him through systematic identification. However, now, Joshua has reached the extreme state of art. Although he is still a long way from the legendary state, if he just simply looks at the panel, he can still see it clearly.

【Name: Isrell Delmond】

【Template: Legend】

【Title: The Lord of the Empire, Apocalypse Dragon Knight】

[Race: Northwest branch of humans, special classification of ‘Apocalypse’]

【Race Skills: The Chosen Man (All Skills Advanced Speed ​​x1.1)】

【Level: lv94 Legend of Destiny】

【Challenge Level: lv90】

【Attribute: omitted】

【Life occupation: Fishing】

【Status: Secret injury (back low), life passing (suppression state)】
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