The scene was a bit out of control. Among the many barrages in the live broadcast room, some people have recognized the owner of the voice, Shana, the legendary star, the genius among the alchemists, the secret art eagle, and the former powerful competitor of the Ten Gunsman Kings.

Haierxi naturally recognized the other party, but what he knew was another name in his heart. He looked around and couldn't find the exact location of the other party for a while.

The square became chaotic, people were head-to-ears and ears, and buzzing discussions were rampant, and even the staff were hesitant.

The official seemed to have all blood rushing over his head, his big nose and ears looked red and shiny in the sun. He was shivering and trying to control his expression:

"Rumors are all false things!"

He turned around and deliberately raised his voice: "Find out this guy who spreads rumors and causes trouble for me!"

But why would Melfina give him this opportunity? She stepped forward and reached out to block the other party's personnel, "This is the elf court, I see who dares to move!"

This was definitely not an empty intimidation. As she finished speaking, rows of elves guards came out from behind and surrounded the entourage of the Super Sports Alliance.

The elf guard of the Son of Light placed the long halberd in his hand flattened the sharp spear tip at them, and the silver scales on his body shone brightly in the sun, making people dare not look at him.

"Elf," the official did not expect that these elves from the autumn woodland dared to do this, and looked at the eldest princess in shock and angrily, "Can I think this is your final answer!?"

Melfina was slightly silent for a moment.

Even as the princess of the Elf Court, she rarely has such moments in her life. Her next order will determine the future of the Holy White Seed and even the land under her feet.

But she raised her head and glanced over the people in the square one by one, and finally landed on the giant tree that penetrated into the clouds. Looking in this direction, Teraka was like a shadow in the horizon, hanging from the clouds.

In the past era, the Double Holy Tree symbolized the prosperity of the elves.

"Mortal," she spoke, in the tone of the past, as if reading the decision of the Elf Empire to the tribes in the four-leaf clover field. She raised her voice slightly: "If you want to start a war here, the entire giant tree hill will be overturned, and a floating continent will be completely destroyed, so you can take a step forward."

The voice of the Elf Princess overwhelmed every sound in the square, as if it was magical, making every sound quiet.

Sword Saint Soria took a step forward, protected the great princess, and looked at the humans present with indifferent eyes. The sword in her hand had been drawn out an inch.

The flow rate of barrage in the live broadcast room slowed down, and the other side of the screen was even more verbose. No one expected that the situation would evolve so quickly—

Of course they understood what this scene meant, and one step forward was war, which would be the node of the destruction of all history since the era of Star Gate.

It was an abyss that would eventually drag everyone into it, and the order might disappear, and the war between the Selected and the Aboriginal people would begin again.

It seemed as if the previous scene was a farce, but in a blink of an eye, it had already reached the node that determined the fate of the world at both ends of the giant tree hill, even the Aitalia and the Star Gate.

People were silent.

The sound that had suddenly appeared before also disappeared completely, as if after provoking trouble, it hid in the crowd and stopped showing up.

On the other side of Xingmen Port, the alarm at the highest warning level sounded almost immediately, resounding throughout the space station.

Almost all lines in the communication center are busy, and the communications from both sides of the star gate are almost doubled at once.

The red lights of emergency were switched to the corridor, and the staff ran towards the surveillance center as if they were crazy.

"No matter who it is," the person in charge of the center roared hysterically, "Stop the lunatics in the second division!"

"Who gave them this permission?"

The next moment, the members of the Council's Investigation Department came out one after another.

Lines were connected.

The personal communications of officials on the square were instantly burst. His slightly bald forehead was covered with a layer of fine and dense beads of sweat. He looked at the countless messages in his system in an instant.

Some of them are even more stern.

Luduk closed his eyes, his face looked a little abnormally pale, but the next moment he made a move, opened his eyes again, looked back at the group of dragon knights behind him - Helsey, Ming, Avani, as well as Ragnarok, Golden Night Blade, and FNC people, trying to command them to do it with his eyes.

But he was frightened to find that Haierxi was indifferent and just looked at himself calmly. The Golden Night Blade and the FNC Dragon Knight also stood still.

"you……"

Avani seemed to have not come back to his senses from that despair. Only Ragnarok's Dragon Knight took a step forward at this time.

But a sharp sword had crossed and stopped him. A ray of sunlight fell from the shiny sword ridge, casting a shadow on the dragon knight of Ragnarok.

Ragnarok's Dragon Knight was slightly stunned. When he looked up, he realized that a tall knight covered in silver armor had appeared in front of him at some point.

The other party was nearly a head taller than him, like a giant. The giant held a giant sword and the edges of the armor outlined dark golden patterns, which looked like flames.

The long scriptures were hanging down from the other side's shoulders, breastplate and arms, and were densely filled with ancient commandments.

The knight's silver-gray gaze made Ragnarok's Dragon Knight feel a little terrified - this is also a dragon knight, his colleague.

And it's a very tricky one-

Ming watched coldly, his eyes suddenly shrank slightly, and he had already recognized the other party's identity.

Heerxi was also watching this scene and then said, "Mr. Luduke, we have been surrounded, haven't you noticed it?"

"Who are you?" Lu Duke looked at these people and was furious. The thing that was originally sure of being successful had so many twists and turns.

The Alliance went almost all out, and the Linnorir Parliament and the Empire joined in, mobilizing almost all the power they could mobilize - except those that could not be moved in the Second World.

With such strength, they can't get a small free adventure group. They have learned almost all the lessons from the last time they dealt with Loofah, but if they still fail-

Wouldn't the authority of the alliance be a joke?

But as if in response to his words, the crowds in the square had automatically separated because the knights were coming from there.

The knight in the head was like a ball of flame, as if the sun had arrived in the world, and the light emitted from his body made everyone dare not look at him.

Only when the light dissipated did people see clearly the middle-aged knight's short red hair and the armor on his body was as thick as a shackle. However, the shackle was covered with scars, but each scar was a certification of honor.

The other party looked up at Luduk. Each volume of scripture on his armor was longer than that of others, almost hanging to the ground, and the volume was more complicated, layered, and even a holy book was nailed to the left and right sides of the shoulder armor.

The accompanying knight was covered with golden armor, with a clover-shaped emblem on it, and was decorated with roses and thorns. He held a holy grail, a scepter, a jewel and a holy book.

Above that holy scripture is the holy emblem of the sun.

People involuntarily retreated to the left and right, as if they were afraid to disturb this solemn scene, because the knights were chanting scriptures in unison, praising the sun and the lights.

Some people have actually recognized their identities.

Ancient Knights.

In the live broadcast room of Wandering Horse, the barrage caused a question mark, because this twists and turns had already confused everyone:

"It's the ancient knight."

"What are they doing?"

"Isn't it for that guy, that's it?"

"No, he has never been to Rotao."

The middle-aged knight could not see these rumors from another world. He stopped not far from Luduk, looked at the other party, and smiled gently:

"Mr. Luduk, I haven't seen you for a long time."

Luduk obviously recognized the identity of the visitor, but when he got to this point, he realized that he had no way out: "What are you... here to do?"

The middle-aged man smiled again, and his smile obviously touched the scars on his face.

It was a scar that ran through half of his face. The scar started from his forehead, cut one of the eyebrows, passed through the eyelids and cheeks, and extended to the corner of his mouth.

But it did not make it hideous, but added a sense of majesty, because everyone knew the origin of the scar-

Received against the evil god "Atumas".

Only one person in this world has such honor. He is the leader of the Knights of the Ancient Secretariat, the red lion, the golden blade of the sun, and Gonzalez Gulmod.

“We came to remove you.”

"Gonzalez... No, you don't have this qualification. The ancient Knights have agreed with the Alliance, and you shouldn't set foot..."

"No," Gonzalez shook his head, and he stretched out a hand and placed it on the sacred scripture behind him, "Of course we have this qualification."

"You are Oli's knights, and the saints will not interfere in the mortal affairs of this world," Lüduke swallowed, "You should not be here, this is a matter between the Alliance and the Elves."

"I'm not here to pursue this matter," Gonzalez said, "but you should not attack the Son of the Pillar of Stars."

"Son of the Holy Son?" Luduk was stunned, "Who?"

It's not just him.

The barrage was also confused. In dozens of live broadcast rooms, countless viewers were typing out symbols that represent their own questions:

"?"

"ah?"

"What's wrong?"

But in the live broadcast room of the wandering horse, some people suddenly reacted and showed some strange expressions in front of the screen:

"Not...?"

“Will it be…?”

"Ah? When did this happen? Did I miss an episode?"

But people missed more than one episode, the blazing lion Gonzalez was putting his hand on the gradually glowing sacred book:

"You are attacking an upright young man."

"The master of the mountain and the sun, the king on the throne cast a glance on him, and lowered his scepter, allowing him to be the chosen one."

"The one whom we follow, the one above the saints," Gonzalez said loudly, "the apprentice of the craftsman who walked out of Capka, the savior of Fenris, the dragon-killer, the alchemist of the dragon, the one who was favored by the balance, the one who was accompanied by the fairy—"

"He will become the knight of all lights, the next leader of the ancient Knights, that is, my heir."

"So-Luduk, the human being behind the Star Gate, I ask you to stop all attacks and slandering him immediately."

The leader of the group was looking at the stunned members of the alliance and said loudly, "Otherwise, you will be responsible for the consequences."

Luduk was stunned.

Everyone in the live broadcast room was stunned.

Thousands of words finally turned into one sentence:
To be continued...