394 people are not good at coming from Yangon, the capital of the Empire, Hanshou city. The warm sunshine spreads all over the earth. Three cold human beings stand in the air like that. The three men were all dressed in the faith of the Holy See, and a strong breath flashed around them, but their faces were as dull as zombies, and their eyes were empty.

"hum, a human can carry the holy mountain and the temple of light. Gabriel, they're really cowardly. " A young white browed man on the left smiled coldly, with a look of disdain.

the temple of light has been destroyed, the holy region...