Alien Knights

The summer of 1174 in the religious calendar was a rare heat in history.

The dry ground was scorched until it was cracked into pieces, and the withered and yellow crops drooped to the ground.

However, even such harsh high temperatures hardly reach the canyons of the Supha Mountains.

The cool mountain breeze blows down from the top of the snow-capped mountain, passes through the canyons and caves, and blows into the temple located on the ridge.

The Presbyterian Temple, which was built hundreds of years ago, has undergone countless renovations and additions, and has become a large and magnificent architectural complex.

In the temple complex, the tallest building was called the "Salvation Hall" by the aliens of the Presbyterian Church in the past. There was once a statue of a heterogeneous hero—Sutherland on the square...but now, the statue has disappeared It collapsed into a pile of rubble, and the "Salvation Hall" was also renamed "Mother Temple" by the Mother God believers.

Walk into the Mother Goddess Temple, follow the smooth mirror-like marble floor, pass through the magnificent hall, and walk out of the innermost natural cave. A waterfall with a height of 100 meters hangs on the rock wall, and directly below the waterfall, the building There is a beautiful hanging garden.

Gorgeous and eye-catching flowers of various colors, rare birds and animals, embellish this palace hidden among the mountains and rivers, making it look like a fairyland on earth.

And the core of the Mother Goddess Cult—the Mother Goddess' bedroom is located in the very center of this garden.

Lying on a flat bed made of huge ivory, Eleanor, who was only wearing tulle, sipped a glass of red wine and looked at the three people on the other side through a beaded gauze screen.

At the first roll of the bead curtain, the beauty leans against the railing, slightly drunk by wine.

It was supposed to be an extremely evocative scene, but among the three men standing on the other side of the bead curtain, none of them dared to look up and even panted cautiously.

Squinting her eyes slightly, Eleanor, who was slightly drunk on her cheeks, looked at the half glass of red wine in her hand and said, "Nebhal, let me ask you, did Saladin really say that?"

A middle-aged Arab man with a turban and a full beard, was called by his name, trembling all over, and quickly replied: "The supreme goddess, how dare your servant lie to you? Everything I said is true. !"

Eleanor supported her upper body with her arms, and she could see her perfect body curves at a glance: "How did you answer the other party?"

Nabuhal said righteously: "I reprimanded Saladin's messenger and told him this condition is tantamount to blasphemy! The supreme mother goddess will never accept it!"

Eleanor smiled happily: "Very good."

Seeing this scene, Nabuhal secretly heaved a sigh of relief, and also laughed.

Eleanor sat up from the bed while laughing, repeating again: "Very good."

Feeling that the atmosphere was a bit wrong, Nabuhal looked at the other two people who were gradually avoiding him, suddenly opened his eyes wide, and shouted loudly towards the front: "Mother God! Please forgive me..."

Before he finished speaking, Nabhal's body gradually turned red, exuding high-temperature light red steam, which continued to emerge from his mouth and nose.

The blood in his body was like boiling water, burning every organ of this man. The indescribable pain made him utter the most miserable cry that a human being can make.

Eleanor jumped from the edge of the bed to the ground, looked at Nabhal with a blank expression, and waited for the last trace of water in his body to evaporate, then slowly raised her right hand and drew an arc in the air.

Distortion of light appeared in the space, and a spherical black hole slowly expanded, devouring the dead body bit by bit, and finally disappeared without a trace.

After watching this tragic scene from beginning to end, Vernon was sweating profusely and his teeth chattered.

Glancing secretly at Eleanor, and realizing that she was looking at him, Vernon quickly stood up straight and firmly pressed his trembling jaw with his hands.

Eleanor returned to the bed, looked at the ceiling with disinterest, and asked, "What did that old man do during my absence?"

Vernon hurriedly took a step forward, and reported respectfully: "Iliad still stays in his laboratory every day, even eating and sleeping."

Eleanor glanced at him: "What the hell is he doing? Have you found out yet?"

Vernon lowered his head and wiped the sweat from his forehead: "We have checked all the materials he purchased, and they are still the same as before. They are all related to alchemy."

Eleanor looked at the void above her head, and said to herself, "Iliad, what on earth are you trying to do..."

Vernon suddenly remembered something, and quickly said: "Mother God, since you and Lord Garcia are back, the end of those two traitors is coming! As long as you give an order, we will immediately bring those two people to you in front of you!"

Eleanor turned her face sideways and looked at Vernon with a smile that was not a smile: "When we are away, you dare not touch them; I have returned with the deputy head of the Legion of Discord, and your courage has come..."

Seeing Eleanor's expression, Vernon's legs went limp, and he knelt on the ground, speechless: "The supreme mother goddess! I, the reason why we don't have... the third candidate of the Legion of Discord, and that ...Iliad, I am worried about unnecessary sacrifices..."

Eleanor clenched her right hand into a fist, and blew a few breaths on her nails: "Don't provoke those two people."

"ah?"

"Are you deaf? I said, don't provoke those two people!" Eleanor raised her voice and looked at Vernon, as if she was looking at a stupid dog who couldn't learn any tricks: " Now, before my mood gets worse, immediately disappear from my sight!"

Seeing Vernon crawling out of the room, Eleanor snorted coldly, and turned her gaze to the last tall young man.

"Garcia, come to me."

Hearing Eleanor's call, the young man took a deep breath, opened the bead curtain, and walked slowly to the former's side.

Eleanor's suffocating beauty made Garcia lose his mind for a moment.

The woman stretched out her finger, and slowly stroked the man's resolute and heroic cheek.

Garcia grabbed Eleanor's hand, stopped the other's next movement, collected himself, and said, "Let's talk about the business first."

Eleanor smiled slightly: "I'm listening."

"About Saladin, we may have underestimated him too much before." Garcia forced himself to calm down and began to think about the current situation: "We helped him fight against the Abbasid Empire in the first place. Suppressing the religious religion, a little respite. But what people didn't expect was that Saladin actually won many battles with less, and won battles that were impossible to win, and finally unified the south."

Garcia gently hugged Eleanor into his arms, and continued: "Afterwards, we tried to intensify the internal conflicts of the Ayub Empire, aiming to provoke a civil strife. Unexpectedly, Saladin actually regained the holy land that had been occupied for a hundred years. City. All of a sudden, his prestige and influence reached an unprecedented peak."

Garcia said with a wry smile: "Why do I have a feeling that in this world, there seems to be no one who can stop the progress of that caliph..."

Eleanor put her lips close to Garcia's neck, kissed it gently like a mischievous, and whispered in her mouth: "There will be someone."

Garcia lowered his head and asked, "Who is it?"

Eleanor left Garcia's embrace, stood up straight, flicked her fingers lightly, and the tulle on her body fell to the ground, revealing her flawless body.

"That puppet of Rachel, I know why she came back." Eleanor smiled contentedly as she heard Garcia's heavy breathing, "Don't worry, my baby, that puppet will bring Let's find that person."