(ps: Today, the condition is not good, the cardinal was stuck for several hours, but I can't write a few words. For the time being, Liu went down to play games and relax, go to bed early tonight, and resumed the fourth or third update tomorrow. Cough, is there any black tube for Netcom? I go, if the person is in a bad state, he will stop and not update. I have to update two chapters when I am not good, and I have been very honest, hehe.)

As the saying goes, it is better to live than to die well. Wang Xiaofeng would rather die well than die early. However, it is okay to play games. If he can make an S-level task plus a *-level task, it is okay to die.

Leaving the five thousand Knights of Light in a small town, Keith, Lingtong, and the two elders, together with him, a total of five people were light and simple. Since the city of Holy Light has the legendary super return to the city, there is no reason for the city of Liberty, which is on par with it.

When Wang Xiaofeng tore the scroll back to the city, he watched Knight Zuo Luo bow slightly to them, with a sense of determination in his eyes.

Wang Xiaofeng naturally knew why he was determined. If his lobbying in Liberty City was defeated this time, the only one who waited for these Knights of Light would die here. Zuo Luo had a higher chance of survival. After all, if the Dark Camp turned against the Holy See, or would send this worthy Knight chief back to the Holy See See for information...

Judging from the actions of the Prince of Cultivators, the chance of tearing apart is quite high, which made Wang Xiaofeng think about every step he will take next. Often, he will take one step at a time, and go deep into the sea of ​​clouds. His plan is to deal with each move and adapt to the situation, but the situation this time is obviously different.

Walking on the wide and dim street, the dim magic lamp fell a little time. This is the City of Freedom, built on the underground City of Freedom.

With the help of the star-bright divine eyes, I peeked at this dark divine city that is somewhat like a slum in the future century. The chaotic buildings, chaotic situations, chaotic streets, and the two factors of darkness and chaos have been pursued as a supreme ordinance here.

As long as you can enter the realm of the City of Freedom, anyone can enjoy freedom in the City of Freedom. This is the rule of the City of Freedom. The City of Freedom is not without laws, and the laws are also simple two. One is that the Dark Council guarantees the freedom of all people, and everyone must maintain the rule of the Dark Council; the other is that no one can directly or indirectly interfere with the freedom of other people in any way, otherwise it will be a death penalty.

Wang Xiaofeng listened to the dark elf princess's low narration, and saw two orc drunkards on the roadside whistling at her, but she was not strange at all. Then a flash of blood light, two silver lights cut the drunkard's throat, and the orc's body slowly fell to the ground. The two dark elves who showed their bodies were gracefully bowing to Anina, and then introduced darkness.

"Freedom must also be guaranteed by fists."

A comrade sighed, and this somewhat chaotic street was stimulated by the blood just now and fell into a slightly depressing calm.

Of course, the city of Liberty is not like this. It is just one of the few free zones drawn from the city of Liberty. Chaos and carnival are the main themes here. For players, this place is not a safe point, and it can be attacked just like in the wild.

But most areas in the city were still safe. Walking out of the dim streets and alleys, it seemed like a shady curtain was walking out. The street that appeared in front of several people was still a chaotic but slightly tidy. The system prompted that he was already in a safe area, which made Wang Xiaofeng feel a little safe, without the sense of crisis that is everywhere in the enemy.

This sense of crisis is the most deadly attraction of the free zone. Members of all races who seek to fall or suffer repression like to stay in the dark corners of the free zone, chaotic bars, there are ji girls and casinos, which can make people go crazy completely on the verge of collapse, and can also release themselves in madness.

Freedom does not need to be deliberately emphasized or concealed. It has been developed freely for nearly ten thousand years, and the capital of freedom is the most difficult existence to appreciate.

The group walked not far from the main street, and was greeted by the escorts who had been waiting for a long time and surrounded them layer by layer. Most of these escorts were soldiers of the Dark Elf clan, which clearly stated who was the racial force in the Dark Council that supported the alliance with the Holy See of Light.

Wang Xiaofeng knew a little bit in his mind. Last time, the old charlatan Hu En seemed to have mentioned to him that the Elf Queen and the Dark Elf Queen were the same person, and the glorious wrist guards placed in his warehouse were her gift.

It was not that he had thought that his breakthrough should be in this dark elf queen, the woman who is one of the existing saints. He and Anina tried their best to establish a good relationship. But Wang Xiaofeng now had a new idea and was surrounded by this team of guards and walked towards the huge six-pointed star building. Wang Xiaofeng suddenly felt that he was in the real world.

So, what's the point of letting him go?

"Master God," Elder Sink shouted, "Steam and dress."

Wang Xiaofeng smiled and looked at the elder of Light with a solemn expression. He grabbed the purple wooden stick that appeared out of thin air with his right hand. This was the scepter who represented his identity. "Let's spare the dress, this is in the City of Freedom, give me some freedom."

"Follow the wind," Anina suddenly said, "My mother is used to being courteous. Although she will not appear in the dark council, every corner of the council cannot hide it from her eyes."

A comrade raised his eyebrows and pulled out the dress weighing more than ten pounds. Keith and Lingtong on the side helped him sort out the edges and corners of the clothes, while Princess Anina raised the luxurious collar sewn with gold thread for him. The white robe, the golden thread for the golden thread for the cross to embroider the holy light of the cross, and the image of the light unicorn was on his chest. This was a dress specially made for him.

"This is the most handsome priest of light."

"Sacrifice of Light?" Wang Xiaofeng's face was a little playful, and he reached out to tease Anina's brown hair, and strode towards the inconspicuous portal. "I prefer people to call me another name."

"What?"

Elder Sinke smiled and wrote down the last paragraph in his small notebook, or this would be his last note.

The old man put the quill on the pen and put it in his arms, but put the book in a ball of holy light. A faint fluctuation in space came, and the book was sent back to the Holy Church. Elder Sinke followed Wang Xiaofeng with his hands behind his back with Elder Bons, and then smiled and replied to Anina who was standing there: "The disciple of the Saint, the high priest of the Emerald City Church, this is his identity symbol."

"No," Case shook his head. Although he put away the spear with bare hands, he still couldn't hide the heroic power. "The master's favorite should be the Master Suifeng Guan or the First God's Majesty."

What is the name of "The First God and the Shepherd?"? However, it is the first name, which should be a high recognition of the Suifeng God Messenger.

"What," the little girl muttered, "Brother Suifeng obviously likes others to call him a demon priest."

Demon? Sacrifice?

Anina's face was slightly surprised. These two titles, which were derived from the mouths of the players, made her really a little imaginative. And after the dark door hole, the answer given by Wang Xiaofeng came.

"In fact, it is a holy light sacrifice."

The holy light wrapped around the booklet, and appeared on the desk of the Holy Light Prisoner of the City of Liberty, the old man stopped what was at hand and reached out to hold the booklet in his hand and thought carefully, as if he was hesitant to open it.

What news would be? The entire army was wiped out? Or did an unexpected change occur? The old man seemed to have grown much older for a moment, his fingers stuck to the book, but he did not open it for a long time.

And when he really opened it, he saw the last page recorded by Elder Sink. The clues can be seen here.

fine.

The old man breathed a little relieved, but there was no result. The last sentence was just to report peace that the God of Wind entered the Hexagram Party of the Dark Council, and his back was filled with infinite glory of light.

"This may be the last record, but I have to admire the calmness of the Suifeng God Messenger. He seemed to be very sure to convince the mortal enemies of the Holy See for thousands of years and convince these races that have fought against the Light for countless years. Although we know that the hope of returning to life is slim, this short two-day experience is enough to make up for the mediocrity of my life."

"But the God of Wind cannot make any mistakes. He is the hope of the future of the Holy See and the dawn of the bright future. I firmly believe that from the beginning of his resolute stepping into the gates of dark and chaotic without hesitation, his name should be engraved at the feet of the goddess."
Chapter completed!