In the Holy City, the capital of the dazzling empire, outside the closed city gate, a bolt of lightning suddenly fell from the sky and fell in front of the door.

This sudden thunder and lightning light alerted all the defenders on the spot. The soldiers hurriedly set up their weapons and began to aim down here.

The leading defender yelled nervously.

"Who is coming!"

Hearing this roar, the figure who fell on the ground stood up unsteadily, struggling to look up, with a gloomy expression.

"I!"

"You! You are... Mr. Thunder Knight! Mr. Thunder Knight is not dead! He is back!"

After taking a closer look at the faces of the figures below, the defenders who were originally extremely frightened suddenly cheered and found their backbone in an instant.

After all, these are the knights of God! The strongest combat power in mankind! Each one of them is an enemy-level existence that can defeat thousands of people on the battlefield!

Especially this Thunder Knight, who is recognized as the number one master in the empire. Throwing him on the battlefield would be a naked massacre for ordinary people.

After the cheers ended, the ecstatic soldiers quickly ran to the city gate, preparing to let in their top master.

But before they could open the city gate, the leader of the defenders above suddenly roared angrily.

"Hold on! The intelligence once said that Lord Thunder Knight was the first to die in battle! How could you appear here! Everyone, be careful, this is a fake! Big..."

"I pretend to be your uncle!"

Before the leader of the defenders could finish his words, a bolt of lightning suddenly fell from the sky, hitting the Thunder Knight's arm with great precision, and he was thrown towards the city ahead.

As the rumbling sound sounded, the exploding lightning quickly spread along the energy barrier that appeared out of thin air, blasting out most of the outline of the entire barrier.

Looking at the extremely dazzling lightning in front of him, he looked at the Thunder Knight who covered his chest in pain and coughed desperately after executing this move.

The defenders couldn't help but their eyes widened, and the defender leader's pupils even shrank.

"This is... the power of thunder! Hurry! Open the door and bring the Lord Knight in! Hurry!"

The appearance can be disguised, the tone of voice can be simulated, and even the power of lightning can be imitated.

But if you dare to imitate the technique of attracting thunder into your body, catching it and throwing it in someone else's face, then you simply don't want to live anymore!

This iconic stunt immediately confirmed the identity of the Thunder Knight among all the soldiers.

As the war barrier was lifted, the city gate slowly opened, and the seriously injured Thunder Knight was finally successfully put into the interior of the war fortress.

The officers and generals who were guarding the city rushed over quickly after hearing the news, wanting to see how injured the Knight of Thunder was and whether he could continue to participate in the battle.

Even the king of the empire immediately summoned the Thunder Knight.

But in the end, the Thunder Knight did not go to the palace, nor did he meet with the officials, nor did he even have time to heal his injuries.

Because at this moment, a supreme instruction was conveyed by the people of the Templar Order.

That is the Three Holy Lords, who ordered to summon the Thunder Knight and let him pass.

Faced with the summons of the legendary Three Holy Lords, even the king had to give in, so the Thunder Knight could only drag his seriously injured body to the legendary Knights Temple.

The civil and military officials and the old king who watched the Thunder Knight disappear at the entrance of the temple had very complicated expressions at this moment.

Logically speaking, the death of the God Knight in battle is nothing at all. After all, above the God Knight, there are stronger Three Holy Lords and knights and heroic spirits from all dynasties.

Any one of them they pick out will be more powerful than these three young knights of God. Each one of them has a glorious legend behind them.

But the problem is that the three holy masters and the heroic spirits can't act randomly! They need to guard the transmission channel to prevent those damn magicians from invading!

Even fighting with the magicians who are trying to invade all the time!

If it weren't for the immortal body of the heroic spirit, this last line of defense protecting the knight's pure land would have collapsed long ago.

There is only one way to invite the Three Holy Lords or the Heroic Spirit Knights to take action, and that is to have new heroic spirits that meet the standards enter the temple.

Only when they burn their bodies and transform into heroic spirits can the Three Holy Lords or the hundreds of immortal heroic spirits be able to take action for a short time with the help of this huge energy.

This is why the empire's top officials are afraid of being like that after all the Knights of God died in battle.

Without the sacrifice of a ninth-level warrior, the heroic spirit would not be able to take action.

And if you want to cultivate a new ninth-level powerhouse, it will take decades in peacetime, let alone in a riot.

Now how can the Brilliant Empire afford to wait for such a long time! If it has to wait for decades! Let alone the Brilliant Empire, I am afraid that the foundations of the imperial city will be demolished!

At this time, watching the Thunder Knight step into the hall, everyone, whether it was the generals or the king, knew that he was here and would not come out.

Even if he comes out, he will appear in the form of a heroic spirit. The Brilliant Empire can be saved this time!

With a creaking sound, the heavy door slowly closed. The Thunder Knight standing at the door, or to be precise, Qin Yu, who used his mimicry ability to disguise himself as the Thunder Knight, stood expressionless and motionless.

And in front, an extremely majestic momentum was constantly coming towards him.

At the end of the palace, on three huge thrones, three figures are sitting, some with white hair, and some in their prime.

They were wearing their own full-body armor, holding giant swords in their hands, and looking at this side with no expression on their faces.

Under the three-person throne, on the left and right sides of the palace, hundreds of majestic knights with different shapes were also neatly arranged, turning their heads to stare at this place.

The weakest among the hundreds are at the ninth level! Among them, there are more than 20 knights in the lord alone! They exude a terrifying aura! Standing proudly in front of Qin Yu!

Seeing this scene, Qin Yu... finally breathed a sigh of relief.

With a loud sigh, he grabbed the armor around his neck and pulled hard twice to get some air. Qin Yu, whose nerves were no longer tense, even had a smile on his face.

"Phew! I won the bet, I won the bet! It seems that God is still on my side!"

Qin Yu's sudden move made the knights in front frown and look dissatisfied.

The three holy knights sitting above looked at Qin Yu deeply.

After the old man among them looked him up and down, he suddenly raised his eyebrows and spoke suddenly in a deep voice.

"You! Not Lei Mang!"

Wow!

As soon as the words were spoken, hundreds of heroic knights in the palace suddenly raised their weapons and looked over with unkind eyes.

Some even blocked the road leading to the location of the Three Holy Lords with their bodies.

Looking at the ferocious Legion of Heroic Spirits in front of them, I felt their extremely terrifying and powerful aura.

Qin Yu, who was alone, suddenly shrugged and grinned, revealing a mouthful of fangs.

"Come on, who are you trying to scare? If you only had three old guys sitting here, I might still be scared, but so many ninth-level bosses and lords gathered in such a small room? What's going on?

You have hollowed out this planet? Have you swallowed up all the energy inside? Can this wretched place afford to support so many experts like you?"

Completely ignoring the nearly a hundred terrifying enemies in front of him, and fixing his eyes on the three holy masters, Qin Yu raised the corners of his mouth, and a smile full of mockery suddenly appeared on his face.
Chapter completed!