Southern Region.

Scorching Sun Empire, Church of Light.

The archbishop dressed in a red robe and his shiny armor stood quietly by the magic array. His attitude was respectful as if he was waiting for someone to arrive.

"Louis, you have to make good use of this opportunity. If you take it, you might be able to make use of this opportunity to head to the central continent. With your talent, it would be a waste to stay in the small Southern Region."

The archbishop carefully reminded the holy-level knight of light beside him. With a solemn face, he nodded his head solemnly, indicating that he understood.

The red-robed archbishop looked at the increasingly bright magic array and could not help but feel excited and nervous.

This time, it was an important figure with an unimaginable status.

The Church of Light had repeatedly emphasized that they had to do their best to serve this person and fulfill all of his requests.

Even His Holiness the Pope placed great importance on him.

The archbishop still remembered the Pope's solemn tone in the message.

If he angered this person, he might bring about the destruction of the entire Church of Light.

The red-robed archbishop could not help but gasp when he thought of this.

What sort of existence could bring about the destruction of the Church of Light?

However, this was also an opportunity for him. If he could win the favor of this person, he and Louis might be able to leave this small place like the Southern Region.

The magic teleportation array shone brightly.

The archbishop's eyes lit up as he muttered to himself.

It's coming.

..

The light dissipated and three figures appeared in the magic teleportation array.

One of them walked out first.

The red-robed archbishop and Louis did not dare to raise their heads. They maintained a respectful posture.

The crisp sound of footsteps approached.

"My lord, we have arrived at the Southern Region."

"Mm, let's go out first."

A cold and indifferent voice sounded in their ears. The red-robed archbishop and Louis trembled.

This lord sounded even younger than they had imagined.

"My lord, this way please."

The red-robed archbishop hurriedly ran up to the few of them, intending to lead the way.

Suddenly, he heard a low cry.

"It's you?"

Turning his head, he saw Louis staring in the direction of the Lord with a stunned expression, as if he was completely dumbfounded.

The soul of the red-robed archbishop was so frightened that it was about to jump out of his body. He was extremely terrified.

Louis, this idiot!

How dare he offend His Excellency like this? He looked directly at His Excellency!

The red-robed archbishop hurriedly ran over and quickly explained, "I'm sorry, Your Excellency! Louis didn't mean to offend you!"

The red-robed archbishop suddenly stopped halfway through his explanation.

His entire body seemed to have been strangled by an invisible hand. His mouth was wide open and his eyes were wide open. His eyes were filled with disbelief and extreme shock. He could not say a single word.

He was even more exaggerated than Louis.

The God of Light, who did he see?

A young and handsome man. His eyes were as deep as the starry sky. He was wearing a mage's robe. His entire body was exuding a calm temperament and a powerful pressure that belonged to a superior.

He recognized this person!

His memory was quickly pulled back to a few years ago.

The trials of the four kingdoms were the most humiliating one for the Church of light and the Dark Church.

A confident mage youth held a staff in his hand and looked at them arrogantly.

Under the feet of that youth were rolling heads and countless magic beast essence crystals.

That was because that scene had a huge impact on the red-robed archbishop. No, it should be said that those who had gone through that trial had left a deep impression.

That was why the red-robed archbishop still remembered the name that shocked the four kingdoms.

Joelson Edward!

He was a disciple of Harriet Terrence from the Alcott Empire. He was a super genius who had reached the level of a level-nine magician at the age of 16!

His existence had caused all the young geniuses in the Southern Region to be unable to raise their heads.

Even Louis, who was the Holy Son of Light, appeared dim under his dazzling light.

It was said that Joelson Edward had gone to the central continent under the guidance of his teacher, Harriet Terrence.

But it had only been a few years and he had already become an important figure that even the Church of Light could not afford to offend?

What had he done in the central continent during these few years?

This was even more shocking than the God of Light revealing his divine skills.

Louis was the same, and even more shocked.

He stared blankly at Joelson. This opponent, who had given him a taste of defeat for the first time in the Southern Region, had always been firmly engraved in his heart.

He had thought that one day he would be able to fight again.

But now...

"How dare you!"

Tockden's face was cold as he took a step forward. His powerful aura—which belonged to the late stage of the saint level—burst forth, pressing down on Louis and the red-robed archbishop. Their faces were pale as they kept retreating.

Tockden's anger woke the red-robed archbishop up. He hurriedly bent down to apologize. Even his voice was trembling.

"Forget it."

Joelson glanced at Tockden. The latter immediately lowered his head respectfully.

"Let's go."

"Yes!"

The red-robed archbishop did not dare to think any further. He quickly led the way.

Louis was still in a daze. He had not recovered from the shock he had just experienced.

The powerful figure of the Church of Light who could suppress him to the point of suffocation with just his aura was respectful like a servant in front of Joelson.

What kind of height had Joelson reached?

"I wonder why you have come back this time, sir?"

Tockden asked Joelson carefully.

The red-robed archbishop and Louis did not know how they felt when they saw the cautious and nervous look on his face.

Joelson casually sat on the highest position in the Church of Light, with Darlene standing behind him.

"I want to head to Alcott immediately."

The red-robed archbishop hurriedly said, "The holy unicorn in the Church of Light is comparable to a saint-level. Sir, if you ride it, it will take less than half a month to arrive at Alcott from the Burning Sun Empire."

Joelson glanced at him indifferently and did not say a word.

However, Tockden's expression was ugly. His gaze was strange as he said coldly, "Sir naturally has his own mount. You don't have to worry about it."

The red-robed archbishop felt "wronged" and had to shut his mouth. He did not know what he had said wrong again.

"Alcott seems to be in a bit of trouble."

Louis suddenly spoke.

The gazes of the few of them instantly converged on him.

Joelson narrowed his eyes and slowly said, "What's wrong with Alcott?"

The aura of the throne was slightly released. Louis, Tockden, and the red-robed archbishop immediately bent their bodies, their faces pale.

It was as if there was a mountain on their bodies that was about to fall.

Louis took a deep breath, he quickly explained, "After Ulysses of the Dark Church advanced to the saint-level, he has been targeting the Alcott Empire. He even suggested splitting up the two empires with us. However, we haven't agreed to it yet. However, given Ulysses's personality, he should have already made a move against Alcott by now."

Joelson listened to him without any expression and suddenly stood up.

Louis and the other two only felt that as this figure stood up, the light in the hall became much dimmer.

Joelson casually waved his hand.

Boom!

The roof of the hall was overturned by a huge invisible force. An extremely terrifying red dragon that was hundreds of meters long appeared in the sky.

Joelson took Darlene's hand and suddenly appeared on the dragon's back. The dragon spread its wings and flew into the distance.