This group of people was surprisingly respectful. The leader walked to the center of the square and bowed to Charles III.

Then, he took out a large number of valuable gifts from his storage ring and said loudly, "The patriarch of the Dragon Blood Clan, Todrick, congratulates Lord Platinum Throne!"

Charles III was also frightened by such a large group of saint-level masters. However, he had been the king for so many years, so he barely maintained the dignity of the royal family. He nodded with a smile, accepted the gifts for Joelson, and arranged for the people of the Dragon Blood Clan to sit down.

However, things were not over yet.

The arrival of the Dragon Blood Clan seemed to have lit a fuse.

Then, the voices of the palace attendants rang out continuously.

"The Bryant family of the central continent has come to congratulate Lord Joelson, the Platinum Throne!"

"The Bobbit family of the central continent..."

All the guests in the square were dumbfounded. They only saw a large number of saint-level masters descending from the sky, respectfully expressing their blessings to Joelson, who had yet to appear.

And these saint-level powerhouses seemed to have great joy on their faces.

It was as if it was their great honor to be able to attend this wedding.

"This time, I've brought you to attend the wedding of His Majesty the Platinum Throne. Be careful. If you accidentally anger the throne, the entire Bryant family will be implicated!"

The siblings nodded respectfully in response. There were already countless times their father had warned them seriously.

Although the food and wine at the banquet were coarse and difficult to swallow, they did not dare to show any displeasure on their faces.

"I never thought that the small southern region would not only have such a holy object like the Spring Water of Life but also have such a genius like the Platinum Throne. It is said that the Platinum Throne is not even 30 years old. It is truly terrifying."

A middle-aged man who looked like a guard beside the siblings could not help but sigh.

The siblings looked at the saint-level powerhouses that descended from the sky from time to time. They nodded in agreement at this grand scene.

The girl among them revealed an expression of having thought of something.

"Rosalind, what are you thinking about?"

The girl shook her head and said, "When Uncle Herman mentioned the Spring Water of Life, I thought of the dragon rider youth that we met in the Elf Forest."

The young man raised his eyebrows, he said happily, "Yes, I almost forgot about it if you didn't tell me. If it weren't for him, we wouldn't have been able to get the Spring Water of Life, and father's injuries wouldn't have healed either. We should really thank him. By the way, what's his name? Do you still remember it?"

The girl looked hesitant and whispered, "I remember. He seems to call himself Joelson?"

Hearing this, the three of them immediately fell silent, and a strange expression appeared on their faces.

Joelson?

Everyone knew that the famous Platinum Throne in the central continent was also called Joelson.

Could it be the same person?

"Impossible, how could there be such a coincidence in the world?" The young man smiled bitterly and shook his head. "You must have remembered wrongly."

The girl whispered, "Perhaps."

At this moment, the sky was brightly lit. The young man raised his head and shouted in surprise, "Look, the people from the Church of Light are here too."

Harriet Terrence, Fred, and Charles III were so shocked that they were almost numb.

Saint-level powerhouses flashed past their eyes one after another.

Each and every one of them came in the name of congratulating Joelson. Their actions were respectful from the bottom of their hearts. They even treated the waiters at the banquet with caution and courtesy.

Platinum Throne.

Harriet Terrence and the others suddenly realized that the reputation and power that Joelson possessed in the central continent was far greater than they had imagined.

A rain of golden petals fell from the top of everyone's heads. It was an illusory holy light.

They looked up and saw ten unicorns coming from the sky. Each unicorn was at the holy level, and on their backs sat a holy knight of light.

Behind them were priests, bishops, and archbishops dressed in white robes.

The group of people looked majestic as if they were servants who had descended from heaven, causing everyone to exclaim in admiration.

"The Church of Light from the central continent, Tao Kedun, represents the Light Throne to congratulate the Platinum Throne."

A deep voice reverberated in the sky, indicating that the person who had just arrived was at the peak of the holy level.

The people of the southern region were just watching the show. Most of them were amazed, while the families from the central continent were amused.

"The Church of Light is trying their best to befriend the Platinum Throne. Hehe, they must be scared."

"I wonder if the people from the Dark Church will come?"

"The Dark Church? Are you kidding? The moment the Platinum Throne returned to the southern region, he wiped out all the forces of the Dark Church in the southern region. He killed until they were terrified. Now, even the Dark Church doesn't dare to show their faces in front of the throne, let alone the people under him."

The Holy See's diplomatic mission in Alcott immediately went forward to welcome them. The news of Joelson's wedding was also sent back to the central continent by them.

As soon as the Holy See landed, they saw another group of people flying over from the sky.

Riding on griffins and flying dragons, they looked more imposing than the Holy See's honor guard. They looked like a well-trained army.

Every knight was wearing bright armor, and they looked well-trained and powerful.

Compared to them, the Royal Knights of Alcott were like the guards of a small noble in the countryside.

"In the middle continent, the Violet Knights of the Eternal Kingdom of Inmotati, on behalf of Emperor Nicholas and the two princesses, send a congratulatory gift to the Platinum Throne!"

A saint-level knight riding on a griffin king at the front shouted loudly.

Everyone present was dazzled and their emotions surged.

These rarely seen powerhouses from all walks of life, each of them was comparable to the empire's mage Saint, sword saint, or even more powerful than them.

But now, they had all rushed over, all because of one person.

Joelson Edward!

The king of the southern region!

They also felt honored.

A few long dragon roars sounded.

The griffins, flying dragons, and unicorns let out restless sounds.

From the middle of the human tide, dozens of huge dragon figures were rapidly approaching.

Everyone's eyes were wide open.

Dragons!

So many dragons!

"The Dragon Clan of the dragon nest of the central continent, on behalf of the Silver Dragon King, presents to the Platinum Throne!"

The roars of the dozens of dragons sounded like thunder above the square.

This time, not only the people of the southern region but even the saint-level masters of the central continent were shocked.

"God of Magic, even the proud dragons are here. Don't these guys look down on humans the most?"

"It seems that the strike that the Platinum Throne used to kill the Silver Dragon King was a bit painful!"

"Even though everyone is here, they still dare to come. So what if they are dragons? It's not like the Platinum Throne doesn't have dragons!"

"The power of the Platinum Throne is too terrifying!"

Dozens of dragons were crouching in the sky, roaring nonstop.

Below them were the griffin-flying dragon knights and the honor guard of light.