Infinity from the giant

You can search for "Unlimited Search Novels from Giants (www.soxscc.com)" in Baidu to find the latest chapters!The impact of Marcelo's death is actually not small.

To a certain extent, this allowed all parties to speed up their actions.

Among them, the newly established Sand Sculpture Protection Association is just a speculator, one of countless waves.

The royal capital of Faroland ─ ─ Wisteria City, this is an extremely prosperous city, with various architectural styles, combining tradition and modernity.

Classical artistic reliefs, modern living facilities, passionate men and women... The romantic atmosphere makes this city one of the most respected cities on the mainland.

Today, three more young talents took the steam train to this place known as the capital of freedom and paradise on earth.

The three walked side by side, and on the far left was a handsome blond and blue-eyed guy, who was handsome and elegant and easy-going.

In the middle is a man with a face with Chinese characters, with beard, wearing a black windbreaker and riding boots, and healthy.

On the right is a short young man. He is less than 1.65 meters tall, has a cute baby face and is wearing a slightly spacious blue suit.

The three are Raphael, the "Silver Gun" of the Church of Light, Alfred, the "Justice from Heaven" of the Steam League, and Chris, the "Hand of Shadow" of the Demon Hunter Association.

More than half a month ago, they participated in the battle in the small town of Olatan. After staying in Casevia for ten days, the three of them traveled to Faroran in a steam train.

Alfred dangling a cigarette, swallowing the clouds, looking at the busy scene on the street, smiled: "I like this place. The girls here are more enthusiastic than the Silver Eagle Federation."

"I like it here too. I think no man would dislike this place except the ice cube of Michelle." Raphael said with a bright smile and lazily.

He looked at the hot girls in short skirts around him like a bad boy next door.

"I don't like it." The baby-faced Chris whispered back.

Raphael, who was slapped by the speed of light, smiled unchanged and glanced at him: "It's hard to imagine that you and the old gangster Hal will have a common language."

Chris didn't reply, there was no expression on his little face.

Speaking of Hal Mihawk, Alfred smiled heartily. He and Hal had met several times, but they were still able to talk.

He turned his head to look at Raphael with flowing blonde hair, with a deep, deep, and magnetic voice: "I have believed for a long time that the [Paladin] of the church has no nightlife."

Laughing dumbfounded, Raphael snorted: "How is this possible, don't I have a girlfriend? She is still a [singer]. I like her voice the most. I like it all on the bed.

In all ages, that set of strict rules of abstinence has long been abolished, and now, paladins have girlfriends or wives."

In the middle and late stages of the Quaternary Period, the strictest precepts of the Bright Church were when the two, four, and six of the week were abstinence days, and even couples could not have intercourse.

However, now, these are old things.

"Michelle doesn't have a girlfriend, let alone a wife." Chris whispered.

Raphael, who was slapped by the speed of light again, stopped smiling and glared at the baby-faced youth.

Chris was indifferent, with no joy or sorrow on his face, like a boy with nothing.

Alfred laughed and reached out to touch Chris' little head.

He and Raphael are both over 1.8 meters tall. In contrast, Chris appears to be small in size, and the other is a few years younger than the two of them, 28 this year.

"Chris, why did your president suddenly show up, and launched the silver beacon order." Alfred asked casually.

Raphael was also very curious, and his green pupils looked at Chris, who had a scarce expression.

The president of the Demon Hunter Association, the titled "Zero", hadn't shown up for 50 years before that. No one knew what he was doing.

Rumor has it that [Shadow Hunter] this sharp profession was created by the president of the Demon Hunter Association.

Chris blinked his eyes and pointed his finger south towards Farolan: "I don't know, the beacon order is handed over to Hal, only he knows the inside story.

However, there, the Pughni Plain, with a vast land and sparsely populated land, is a good place for the dead."

The Pugni Plain was chosen as a battlefield for this reason. Once the Transcendent reaches Tier 4, the destructive power is amazing. Once a war starts in the city, no matter whether it wins or loses, it will leave a ruin.

Hearing the words Pugney Plain, Alfred's eyes flashed.

A few days ago, Carson sent an important piece of information to the various branches of the Steam Alliance in Faroland. It was an evaluation report. With it, conditions can be negotiated.

Raphael's expression is a bit weird. He came this time with a secret order from the Pope.

Because of the conflict a hundred years ago, the relationship between the Farolan royal family and the Bright Church was very bad, and it almost broke its skin that year.

The Fire Dragon Knights almost went to war with the Knights Templar in the ancient Huihe River Basin in the western border of Farolan. If they really fought, it would definitely be the top contest in the Sixth-Era human civil war.

In the eyes of many people, it is unlikely that the Church of Illumination will lend a helping hand to Faroland this time, but Raphael has come to the city of Wisteria... 516 Novel Network www.516xs.com

The three of them walked out of the train station in the south of the city and came to the city center. At this time, they should part ways for their own purposes.

Glancing at the "White Tower of Order" that stands like a silver giant in the west of the city, Alfred smiled slightly and waved to the two of them: "Friends, there will be some time later!"

Raphael and Chris nodded and watched him stride towards the headquarters of the 7th inning.

"The guy from the Steam Alliance has come to make a fortune in the war again. I don't know how much he can take from Carl.

The purgatory butcher is worthy of the name, both civil and military, and even my head is full of praise. What do you think, Chris?"

Raphael was smiling, looking at Chris with short black hair and pouted mouth.

Carl was the deputy head of the Fire Dragon Knights, and also served as the foreign minister of the palace and wrote books.

Chris' voice was a little erratic: "The justice and order in your mouth makes me feel sick.

The same is to make money, at least we are very straightforward, making it clear that money is used to do things, and you also like to talk about the righteous things."

Raphael, who was slapped for the third time, turned black. He didn't ask this, which pot was opened or not.

The Natural School and the Demon Hunter Association are neutral orders. Neutrality means not intervening in wars between countries, while "just order" is much more "interesting".

Raphael sighed leisurely: "The essence of justice is power and strength, and then put on a name that is acceptable to the world and sounds better."

If a person thinks justice is naive and ridiculous, then he does not recognize its true colors.

Regardless of the world, those who are qualified to define justice are the strongest forces in a region and hold the peak power.

No matter how vicious criminals are, he may be arrogant, wandering outside the French open, and even playing around with law enforcement agencies.

But that's all "justice" hasn't really moved, otherwise, any "evil" can be easily crushed to death.

Hearing Raphael’s words, Chris finally showed an inexplicable smile on his face: "Yes, I say I am a hero, I am a hero! I say I am kind, I am kind!

As long as it is placed in the name of justice, all positive evaluations are readily available, and vice versa."

The negative textbook is the Red Witch. She was originally very kind. She rescued the woman who had been imprisoned and tortured by Cardinal Giulio's son and killed the scum.

But Giulio used the power of the church to gently wipe her dirty water, and let her be invincible until she was killed by Rennes and Catherine, and she was also notorious.

How do individuals fight against a country?

Claire alone, with a mouth, can't fight the powerful church, and even less the Saint Joan Empire.

If she overthrows the church, congratulations, she is another kind of "justice".

There is no real power that is not righteous, only the influential people or forces are evil.

"Many times, evil can only exist with the acquiescence of justice." Raphael said with a smile.

This is easy to understand, because when there is light, there is a shadow, just like a person cannot destroy his own shadow, but this does not mean that there is so much shadow.

He pointed to the direction of the palace: "I'm going there, for justice, what about you?"

Chris said flatly: "My destination is not that."

"Goodbye!"

"Goodbye!"

The two waved goodbye. Chris' purple-black pupils watched Raphael walking towards the palace, muttering to himself: "If you lose to the demon, there will be no justice and no order."

Demons ─ ─ dark chaotic camp, in fact, they are not chaotic, they established an orderly society in the second era.

But they lost in the Fourth Age, so they were in chaos, and they were not qualified to say that they were in order.

Chris waited on the street for a while, and a deacon from the seventh inning approached him.

He is wearing a black trench coat, a black and white checkered uniform, and a hat with a badge.

This is a young man who looks like his twenties, with purple temples and green eyes, handsome, with the romantic temperament of a poet.

It is Carl's nephew, Eddie, a [singer] professional, with a mellow and soft voice: "Master Chris, I have been waiting."

Chris rarely showed a warm smile: "It's not a problem, let's find a place to talk slowly."

Chris: No matter what, money is still to be made.

The four big organizations, the four big hooligans, each have their own routines.