Wind Bird Island.

As the border between the central and southern parts of the Baltic Sea, it has undoubtedly received special attention from the cultists, although Ashe Mido has deployed heavy troops here and arranged an epic to be in charge.

The cults sent people to spread the poison of great evil on the islands in the southern Baltic Sea, so that Ai Xi Mido had no time to take care of the north. Then they sent people to pull out this nail and then marched south in large numbers.

Above the island, two men in red robes, one in black robe, and three epics besieged an old woman. Two fists were no match for four hands, and the old woman was beaten back repeatedly.

On Wind Bird Island, Ash Mido's number one henchman, Marcus Ster, looked up at the epic battlefield in the sky in despair. Fighting one against three, Senior Cleven was no match at all.

The port has been blocked by a fleet, but they only repelled Marcus Ster's several attempts to break out and did not launch an attack. They were waiting for the epic to decide the outcome, and then use their absolute strength to transform all the people on the island into evil zombies.

Looking at those evil corpses that kept swallowing their saliva and had festering skin, Marcus Ster decided that if Senior Cleven was defeated, he would let all the soldiers in the army commit suicide and never let them become the vanguard of the puppets heading south.

The cult on the opposite side only has the Lord of Blood Dance, the followers of the King of Great Evil, and there seems to be a shadow of the Church of Storm. There are no followers of evil gods such as the Lord of Mass Burial who control corpses and souls, so death is liberation.

"Cleven, throw yourself into the arms of my Lord. The Zilaner royal family has perished. What's the point of you following a sixth-rank kid?"

The black-robed epic laughed coldly, his hands moving non-stop, and his scepter continuously emitted fighting spirit. The other two red-robed ones waved their staffs, and the fire snakes transformed from the fire element attacked Cleven.

"You rats, you want me to submit to you? You don't know how high the heavens are and how deep the earth is."

Anger surfaced on Cleven's wrinkled face, fighting spirit wrapped around his hands, and he smashed the surrounding fire snakes with one punch. Regardless of his seriously injured body, he delivered another sharp attack. The man in black robe spit out blood due to the fighting spirit, and Weng said angrily.

"Since you want to die, I'll grant your wish!"

When the three men worked together to completely get rid of the old woman, a middle-aged man with white hair appeared. When the three cultists saw the man's face, they were shocked.

"The Son of Knowledge, sent a dream to Zven!"

"Go!"

"escape!"

Xia Lan, standing on the deck of Goblin No. 3, had not expected that this old son of God, who had almost no presence on the ship, was so famous that he could scare away the three epics just by showing up.

"Scared~"

The left arm of a red-robed epic was cut off, and nine puppets of different shapes appeared behind Tomensven. They were all wearing tattered robes, bare metal shells, and masks with different emotions.

These puppets surrounded the three epics like gangsters. Tomengzven was like their boss. He didn't say much. He just waved his hand and nine puppets with epic strength began to beat up the three cultists.

"boom!"

The magic cannon on Goblin No. 3 opened fire, and a terrifying explosion broke out in the evil corpse fleet that was besieging Wind Bird Island. Just as the fleet's mage corps was about to fight back, the Knights of Inquisition of the Church of Knowledge who had sneaked in from underwater jumped onto the deck and rushed into the mage corps and started a massacre.

These nearly three-meter-tall puppets with outer armor transformed into battlefield gods of death, bringing bloody slaughter to the fragile mages.

After transforming into evil corpses, these not-so-bright mages even forgot to cast defensive magic, and just waited to be killed when approached.

After retreating to the island, Cleven just drank a bottle of potion and rested for a while, and the battle on the ground was over. Good and Volor led people to finish off the enemy, while Xia Lan took Wodek to the island.

"Brother Marcus St, you can't do it. You're down in two moves?"

"Sharan Auglos? Why is it you? And why are you here?"

Marcus rubbed his eyes and confirmed that it was Xia Lan himself, but he still found it a little unbelievable.

When Cleven heard the name Xia Lan Auglos, she stood up and looked at Xia Lan carefully. She obviously knew this name too.

When Xia Lan saw that the old lady who had just fought against three people alone now had a cane in her hand, she thought that this old lady must be like Arnold, who was taking advantage of her age to bully others.

"Of course, we must fight against heresy and protect the believers of the Lord of Truth. Now that the heretics are rampant, it is time to spread the glory of our Lord.

By the way, Viscount Ster, I remember there is also a Temple of Truth in your territory, right?"

Marcus Ster nodded. The last time Xia Lan went north, he spent a lot of money. There was no place in the Baltic Sea that was blessed by the Lord of Dawn. Xia Lan slapped his thigh when he saw this.

"That's good! In the name of the Pope of Truth, I order you to inform the believers of truth to form an expeditionary force. In this darkest hour, only the glory of the Lord cannot be abandoned. We must let those cultists in the north know what truth is!"

Marcus Ster is no longer able to do anything about it.

Hey, brother, you only said you were going to build a temple and preach scriptures, but you didn't say you were going to spread the glory of the Lord! And what about that bullshit Pope? He's never even heard of him.

Seeing that Marcus Ster remained silent, Xia Lan frowned and spoke in a bad tone.

"Lord Stir, are you a heretic?"

Marcus Ster faintly felt the murderous intent flashing in Xia Lan's eyes and quickly shook his head.

"I... I'll go ask the Earl, His Excellency Sharan Auglos. You know, the followers of the Great Evil King are spreading the poison of great evil everywhere, and the southern nobles are busy suppressing the cultists..."

"Call me Pope..."

"Well, Pope, you see..."

"Alas, I originally wanted to take you to the north to make some money, but it seems that it won't work. Then you should first eliminate the cultists. If Earl Mido wants to go north, you must spread the glory of the Lord."

Xia Lan put his hand on Marcus Ster's shoulder, looked at Goblin No. 3 on the sea and said.

"But you must fly the flag of the Church of Truth when heading north. Those magic cannons only recognize flags, not people. Wodek, bring the things over here."

Xia Lan handed a dozen blue flags with mysterious books painted on them in thorn rings to Marcus Ster, then patted Marcus Ster meaningfully, saluted Cleven and got on the boat.

The battle in the sky ended in a short while. The three cult epics were beheaded by Tomantasven and their heads were hung on the side of the Goblin Ship No. 3.

Marcus Ster wiped the cold sweat from his head. He didn't know what Xia Lan was going to do. This matter must be told to the Earl. That Xia Lan Xia Lan Augulus obviously had a conspiracy.

Cleven stood at the dock, staring at Xia Lan who was standing on Goblin No. 3 directing his men to clean up the battlefield, and whispered: "Is this the husband that Ash Midor chose for the princess?

Judging from his appearance, he doesn't seem like someone who would willingly assist the Crown Prince in restoring his country..."