Chapter 282 - Welcome to the Eagle Alliance

Chapter 282: Chapter 38 Welcome to the Eagle AllianceThe ultra-long-distance teleportation array jostled Lu Hong through the chaotic spatial currents, and it took quite a while for him to finally reach the exit of the space.

As specks of starlight converged, a gigantic wooden gate a hundred zhang high stood erect beneath the mountains, surrounded at this early hour by the Holy Court’s silver-armored knights within the vast forest.

Stumbling out, Lu Hong forcibly suppressed his nausea and vomiting as he burst forth from the teleportation gate.

The white-robed bishop fixed his eyes on him and said to the marquis beside him, "Why is it not an elf?"

"I don’t know, but this ancient teleportation gate is indeed the one described by the Elf King and definitely exists," the marquis, who had seemingly been waiting for a long time, said before turning to leave after confirming the news, "Guard this place well. I’ll report to Duke Chen Hui. In the future, this teleportation gate will be the key to our conquest of the Sacred Empire."

"At your service, Marquis Sade," the white-robed bishop bowed slightly. Without a command, the silver-armored knights flanking him moved to capture Lu Hong.

Blood surged, and two silver-armored knights were sent flying out, crashing heavily to the ground, unconscious.

"Where is this?!" Lu Hong held his holy sword and muttered in a low voice.

"Hm?" The white-robed bishop was somewhat surprised. "You don’t know?"

"What do you mean?"

"Interesting..." The white-robed bishop spread his arms and embraced Lu Hong, "Brave warrior of the Sacred Empire, on behalf of the Holy Court of the Eagle Alliance, I welcome your arrival."

"Eagle Alliance?!" Lu Hong’s pupils constricted as he immediately turned and retreated. This teleportation gate was indeed the one Lei Shan had been

"Hm," the white-robed bishop nodded and said no more. Suddenly, he felt something was amiss; the boy who had emerged from the teleportation portal... seemed a bit strange. "Mark, have you regained control of your Holy Light Spear?"

"Thank you for your concern, Your Eminence. There was just a minor mishap earlier, but there’s nothing wrong now." Saying this, Mark summoned the spear and casually manipulated it in mid-air, proving it was unharmed.

"Hm?..." The white-robed bishop fell into thought.

Lu Hong quietly opened his eyes. At that moment, he was thrown onto the back of a horse at the end of the line. It seemed he had bet correctly again.

With the Holy Light’s magic immunity aura bestowed by a Heavenly God, how could he possibly be trapped by magic ropes or be knocked out by Mark’s kick? It was all about acting to catch them off guard.

Taking a deep breath, he knew this was the only chance to escape; if he failed, his opponents would never give him another opportunity.

The white-robed bishop pondered for a long time before abruptly stopping and shouting, "No good!" As he turned his head, a Blood Qi Shockwave exploded in the rear, and a river of blood surged forth.

"Holy Light Arrows! Slay him!" The white-robed bishop stared at Lu Hong, who was hastily fleeing with rage. The young man had indeed deceived him!

Lu Hong, free from bindings, sprinted as fast as he could, not daring to look back. To run as far as possible was his only aim; looking back would be a waste of time.

A white arrow cut across the sky, but Lu Hong, protected by Holy Light’s blessing, remained unharmed.

The white-robed bishop became more certain of his judgment, gritting his teeth: "The boy has immunity to magic! We’ve been fooled!"

"Ah?" Mark was taken aback, then realized the essence of the matter – no wonder his Holy Light Spear had lost control after touching him; because magic was ineffective, no wonder the boy could break free from the bishop’s magic ropes.

"What are you waiting for? Chase him!" The white-robed bishop bellowed, and Mark and the others quickly gave chase.

With the portal destroyed and Lu Hong escaped, this incident, if known at home, would be a disaster. Aside from any official repercussions, the loss of face alone would be unbearable.

As a white-robed bishop, too many eyes within the Holy Court watched him closely; there were only ten bishop positions in the vast Holy Court, and one had to fall for another to rise.

Watching the Holy Court knights persistently pursuing Lu Hong, the white-robed bishop suddenly had an idea...