In the end of the ice age, I hoarded tens of billions of supplies

Strange...humanoid creature?

Some terrifying images of lizard men suddenly emerged in Zhang Yi's mind.

He immediately frowned and asked, "Are they lizardmen? The kind from the Wuluan Empire?"

Alexi shook his head. He thought for a moment and said in confusion, "They are a group of people covered in heavy armor. No, maybe... their bodies are made of steel. They are very strange, but extremely strong."

"If you go to the Far East, you will most likely run into them. When that happens, I hope you will be extremely careful!"

"It's better... to run away."

Alexei used the word "escape" to describe Zhang Yi, which surprised Zhang Yi.

Because Alexei knew very well that Zhang Yi's current strength was definitely at the world's top level.

In other words, could that kind of humanoid creature threaten Zhang Yi's life?

Zhang Yi said in a deep voice: "Thank you, I will remember it!"

After the call ended, Zhang Yi immediately asked Deng Shentong: "Have you heard of this kind of humanoid creature?"

Deng Shentong also frowned, "No. I have never heard of the existence of humanoid creatures among those mechanical legions."

Zhang Yi recalled that in the image that Alexi had given him before, there were indeed no humanoid creatures.

"I understand."

"It seems that they are the manipulators behind the mechanical army."

Deng Shentong said, "Let's go to the Far East first. After we cross the Bailong River, I'll ask her to wait for us there."

The person Deng Shentong was talking about was naturally his secret agent. It was very necessary to have a guide who was familiar with the local conditions for this trip to Fremons.

……

In Shengjing City, the sound of chains could be heard from beneath the Dragon Locking Well.

In a huge cave extending for thousands of meters underground, a pair of scarlet eyes slowly opened in the shadows.

The shape of the huge creature could be vaguely seen. As its body slowly moved, the friction between its scales made a creepy sound, accompanied by the sound of chains colliding.

The eyes looked forward, and two figures slowly walked towards them.

Hou Tu was wearing a black and red cloak, and Shang Dao Wen was standing next to her.

The two of them stopped dozens of meters away from the giant creature.

"What are you doing here again?"

Human words came out of the giant creature's mouth, and it was clear Mandarin.

Hou Tu looked at the huge creature in the shadows and spoke slowly: "Something unusual has happened in the outside world. Do you know what it is?"

The creature in the shadows was a little impatient.

"You always bother me with such troublesome things."

Hou Tu said calmly: "This is the contract you made with Huaxu Country, isn't it?"

The giant creature snorted impatiently.

"But this world has room for me. Soon I will be able to leave where you are no longer needed."

Hou Tu raised her head, as if looking at the sky through the heavy earth.

"Don't worry, that day is not now at least. And I believe that sooner or later, you will need our help."

"So, can you tell me what happened in that cold land in the north?"

Faced with Hou Tu's question, the giant creature did not give a direct answer.

He simply curled his head into his scales, and the sound came out dull and slow.

"do not know."

Hou Tu and Shang Dao Wen both frowned.

But before they could continue speaking, the giant creature said, "But I advise you that there are extremely terrifying things in that place. Don't touch it!"

"Tens of millions."

"Tens of millions."

"Don't come near."

“Even we have to be in awe of it.”

After saying that, the giant creature suddenly became irritated.

"get out!"

Hou Tu monk Dao Wen seemed to have gotten used to its mood swings and had no choice but to retreat.

After taking the elevator back to the ground, Hou Tu asked Shang Daowen: "What do you think about this matter?"

Shang Daowen said softly: "Even he said so. I think it's better for us not to take the risk. After all, your body has just recovered."

"Besides, we can't tell whether those things in the sky are friends or enemies. Neither of us can leave Shengjing."

Hou Tu frowned slightly, and the images of Zhang Yi and Yang Xinxin appeared in her mind.

"But they passed by."

Shang Daowen looked up at the sky, and after a moment he let out a long sigh, his breath turning into a thick white mist in the cold temperature.

"Huan Dun is a person who never puts himself in danger. His ability has the most powerful self-protection ability in the world. There is no need to worry about him."

"Let them go over and explore the way first! If there is any benefit to be gained, it won't be too late for us to go over later."

Hou Tu pondered for a while and finally nodded.

……

Except for Huaxu Kingdom, all major countries and forces in the world have received this invitation.

In the Holy See of Babil in Western Europe, Pope Alexander X sits on a silver-white throne. His wide white silk robe is inlaid with gold patterns, which makes him look sacred and luxurious.

But the combination of the old chicken skin on his face and dry nails gives people a weird feeling.

His Holiness the Pope does not look holy, but rather like a dying old man.

In front of him, on the blue transparent three-dimensional screen was Fremons' letter for help.

The white of his eyes took up most of his eyeballs, leaving only a small pupil.

Looking at the request for help in front of him, he had a blank expression on his face, but the more he looked like this, the more terrifying it gave people a feeling, as if he was a resurrected mummy.

Behind him stood a young and handsome blond man, who looked only fifteen or sixteen years old. He bowed his head gently and respectfully, waiting for the order from His Holiness the Pope.

And below the throne, on the red carpet of the temple, separated by more than a dozen steps, stood four figures of different shapes.

A tall bishop dressed in red, with a silver cross on his chest, holding a thick, classical Holy Scripture;

A knight wearing silver Templar uniform, with a holy silver cross two-handed sword on his waist, his hair neatly combed back with hair oil, and a thin face with dead fish eyes;

A middle-aged priest with a height of nearly two meters, a head full of silver hair, who looked to be at least fifty years old, but as strong as a bear. Through his open white cassock, one could see the handle of the gun on his waist.

And there was an extremely beautiful nun, dressed in black nun's clothing, who kept her eyes closed waiting for the Pope's orders.

The Pope casually read the letter for help, and then turned the two pupils in his eyes to the four people below.

"The trouble in Huaxu Country was just resolved, and now Fremons is being attacked by the underground civilization again."

"These people who live in hell, sign contracts with demons, and survive in such a humble way, really don't know how to stop for a moment!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the burly middle-aged priest among the four people below suddenly grinned.

“Hey!” He placed one hand on his chest and bowed, “Your Holiness, please allow me to lead the Knights Templar!”

"Whether they are heretics from the underground world or those who do not obey the gods, I will let them see how powerful the power bestowed by God is!"

The Pope looked at the middle-aged mad dog in front of him, and the corners of his dry mouth slowly curled up.

"Don't get excited, Father Orlean. Although those despicable demon servants dare not appear in the sun, they possess great power."

"Even if you are the Knights of Apocalypse, you cannot be careless with them."

The Knight of War, one of the Four Horsemen of the Apocalypse of the Reign of the Holy See, Corey Orion, also known as the Priest of Discipline, laughed grimly.

"Your Majesty, I, who devoutly believe in God, am the embodiment of justice and light! Absolute justice will surely eliminate all evil in this world!"

"Sins must also be judged!"

The Pope rested his elbow on the throne, one hand supporting the side of his face, but gave orders calmly.

"Orion, I have other tasks for you. As for Fremons this time——"

He raised his left hand and pointed a finger at the tall man in red among the four people.

The cardinal of the Junzheng Church, [Death Knight] Arnold Olib.

"Let Bishop Olib do it!"

Father Orlean's expression suddenly twisted in dissatisfaction, and he glanced at Olib viciously.

And Olib just bowed with an expressionless face.

"I obey your decree! Your Majesty, the Supreme Pope!"

The Pope stopped talking. The handsome bishop behind him stepped forward, put his hands behind his back and said, "Bishop Olib will stay. As for the others, please leave first!"

The nun and the dead-eyed knight showed no change in expression. They just saluted and retreated.

Although Father Orlean, the priest of discipline, looked at Olib with dissatisfaction for a long time, he still left the temple obediently.

After the others left, the Pope looked down at Olib and said, "We did not participate in the last war between the Wuluan Empire and the Huaxu Kingdom. According to our prediction, the Huaxu Kingdom would suffer extremely painful losses."

"But I didn't expect that the underground civilization in their country would actually help."

"Our plans were completely disrupted. This time, in order to prevent such a thing from happening again, you will lead a team of elite Templar Knights."

In fact, during the last war between Huaxu Kingdom and Wuluan Empire, Baitigang had been standing by and watching.

They planned to take action after Huaxu Kingdom suffered heavy losses and save it as a savior.

On the one hand, it can maximize benefits, and on the other hand, it can also take this opportunity to make the Junzheng Church the state religion of Huaxu Kingdom.

And all of this was destroyed in the end because of Bai Longzi's sudden appearance.

Olib bowed and said, "I understand!"

The Pope's voice came slowly: "Once you get there, you don't need me to teach you how to do things. But in addition to dealing with that mysterious mechanical civilization, there is one more thing you must not forget."

A sharp light flashed in Olib's eyes.

"With the change in Fremons this time, the Hitomi Organization must have its people behind the scenes involved. I will find their people! When necessary, I will get rid of them."

The Pope nodded in satisfaction.

"The organization that has survived until now, hiding in the shadows beneath the light, is no different from the rats in the underground world who have made a contract with the devil."

"One day, they will face God's judgment."

"Only those of us who believe in God devoutly can be saved."

……

The cardinal walked out of the temple. It was still snowing outside, but there was not much snow on the square.

This sacred place has always been kept exceptionally clean, just like the snow-white paradise that people imagine.

The cardinal came outside and saw Father Orlean, the priest of discipline, standing in the square with his back to him.

Olib knew that Orlean was waiting for him, so he walked down the steps.

Sensing Olib's appearance, Orian turned around, revealing a mouthful of snow-white teeth. He looked like a man-eating beast, with his head of silver hair flying up into the sky.

"Yo, Olib. Are you leaving for Fremons?"

Olibu said calmly: "Mind your own business first! The world is becoming less and less peaceful. After I leave, you have to protect Baitigang."

"Tsk, do I even need to be told that? As long as I'm here, no pagans can invade here!"

Orion said confidently.

"But I really don't know why His Holiness wants you to go to Fremons."

He leaned his head closer to Olib and said coldly, "After all, you are too indecisive! If it were me, I would definitely punish those heretics with justice!"

Orian stared at Olib. He knew that Olib was an extreme believer whose thoughts were as frightening as his fighting ability.

However, he still said calmly: "We are facing many crises right now. The people of the Tong Organization are still useful, and it is not appropriate to go to war with them at this time."

He knew what Orion was talking about.

Of course, they knew about the existence of the Tong Organization, but many of the top leaders in that organization were mysterious people with hidden identities.

Over the past thousand years, the Junzheng Church has always held the dominant position between the two organizations and has been able to stand in the sun.

But after the end of the world, this situation has shown a tendency to change.

Nowadays, even many high-level aliens have joined them, which is not good news for the Junzheng Church.

Orlean coldly put his face close to Olib, tilted his head and stared at him, saying word by word: "Heresy is heresy, and being kind to them is a completely wrong idea!"

"Olib, the [King Arthur] from Britannia has been confirmed to be a member of the Hitomi Organization."

"If you meet him on the battlefield of Fremons, you'd better kill him!"

Olib closed his eyes and said slowly: "His Holiness the Pope said that when we are on the battlefield, I can decide on my own how to act. You seem to be meddling too much!"

After saying this, he threw away his large red robe and walked past Orion into the distance.

Olib's eyes turned cold. He pushed up his round glasses made of cold-resistant material and murmured, "Stubborn fool! It seems that I still have to shoulder the responsibility of upholding the rules of the Church and making this world absolutely just!"