Do not confiscate my citizenship

Chapter 850 Lanqi Really Invited God This Time

The snow started to get heavier in Brillda.

Gradually, the dense snow drifted to the foot of the towering Ostrog Plateau, surrounded by endless green pine forests.

On the west side of the city, the terrain is undulating, and there stands a majestic, temple-like beige building, which is the Imperial Military General Staff and the Imperial Army Headquarters.

At the innermost core of the building, the Temple of the Descendants of God is shaped like an underground theater, surrounded by twelve imposing arches. The dome is inlaid with murals composed of thousands of glowing immortal crystals, which shine brightly on the ink-colored marble ground below, as if it has turned into the center of a galaxy.

However, today Brildah was in chaos, and the Temple of the Gods became unusually deserted.

Directly below the transparent glass mirror in the center of the round table is the most mysterious forbidden area of ​​the Temple of the Gods.

Deep in the center of the earth, a black mosaic Rubik's Cube with an eerie red glow was bound to a stone platform by layers of chains, and gleaming magic-forbidden steel pillars stood around it, sealing it tightly.

The six sides of the Rubik's Cube are densely covered with the ancient seals of the Seros Empire and the Elsaya Sanctuary. The chains wrapped around it wriggle and coil like they have life, exuding the breath of void creatures.

The Gate to the Illusory Realm was originally a supreme spell used by ancient sealers to seal the immortal vampires. It was recorded in the holy Moon Temple and must be used with the blessing of the Wolf Sage as a medium to be cast at no cost. Otherwise, the caster would suffer a fatal backlash. It was later made into equipment.

No one noticed that inside the magic cube mirror, the endless [Illusionary Territory] space was undergoing drastic changes.

In the exiled void world, all colors between heaven and earth have been stripped away, leaving only endless grayness, a barren land with no grass, charred ruins and the remains of dense void creatures.

The black desert was shaking from time to time, and the biting cold wind whistled past, blowing up the dark sand on the ground, mixed with a hint of bloody smell.

In this dead silent void, a figure was still fighting.

He was wearing a black priest robe, almost blending into the dark environment.

His face was wary, his short brown hair fluttered in the wind, and there was no sign of giving up in his eyes.

At this moment, black fog was rushing towards Loren from the horizon, and dark clouds were also pressing down. Along with the eardrum-piercing sound, the whole world was shaking violently.

That was not ordinary black fog, but an overwhelming army of void creatures.

boom! ! !
The ground in front of Loren suddenly shook violently. Gray-black dust exploded in the air, rolling up the erupting volcanic ash. A crack meandered from the depths of the wasteland, winding and twisting, and was more than ten meters wide.

Spider-shaped super-giant void creatures scrambled out of the rifts, bringing with them a group of ugly, smelly void beasts. They looked like worms, strange beasts, and ghouls, filled with vicious aura, and looked like the scum of hell thrown into the human world.

At this critical moment.

A thunderbolt like a waterfall suddenly swept across the originally lifeless void.

Loren clasped his hands together, and the violent airflow instantly gathered into a silver vortex in his palms.

When the vortex exploded, the Scourge turned into a hurricane and roared towards the army of void creatures.

Natural disasters including ice, fire, light, darkness, wind, thunder, earth, water and wood flashed in the hurricane, as sharp as a knife. Wherever they passed, void creatures were cut into pieces, giant snakes were chopped into several pieces, and black blood splattered everywhere.

"I can use this kind of magic freely here, and I am becoming more and more proficient at it."

Loren thought silently that he no longer felt any pressure in the midst of these beast tides.

Previously, unstable spells that people didn’t dare to use casually in the real world, or even dared not try to practice, can now be used at will without worrying about any natural disasters or consequences.

And for some reason, Loren felt more relaxed since just now.

These void creatures are like paper.

He didn't know whether these void creatures had become weaker or he had become stronger.

It stands to reason that it would be difficult for him to become stronger quickly because he had already reached the limit of the eighth level in this virtual territory.

The air currents surrounding his body glowed with cool electric light, and the power of natural disasters swirled and roared around him.

Every time he raised his hand, a natural disaster would condense and then rush out with a devastating force, making a loud noise in the air, and no void creature would be spared wherever it passed.

The wind blade condensed in Loren's hand, and with just one wave it could crush the invading void worms. Thunder fell from the sky, and with the roar, the void beasts turned into charcoal, changing the face of this land. The earth was cut into pieces, the rivers were all icy, and everything was razed to the ground where the hurricane passed.

This time, Loren finally looked up at the purple-red eyes that were like a veil in the sky.

Even with the help of divine analysis, the alien divine thoughts that Loren could not fully understand echoed in his ears and shrouded the sky and the earth. Deep in the dark clouds, a purple-red eye like a sky curtain opened from time to time, and a strange light flashed in the pupil.

Loren also knew that there were several most powerful void creatures in the virtual territory. They were immortal in this space, and it seemed like this space itself. Even he could not defeat them head-on, and could only try his best to avoid them.

But if this continues, I might even be able to beat them.

The earth exploded again, and a crack several kilometers long appeared in front of Loren. Void creatures poured out like a tide, flapping and roaring, launching a new round of attacks on Loren.

At the same time, Loren's eyes focused, lightning flashed in his pupils, and lightning fell from the sky and struck the center of the hurricane squarely.

The battle broke out again.

In a moment, snow-white ice crystals fell from the sky, reducing the remaining corpses of the void creatures on the ground to ashes.

"Strange, where do I get so much faith power..."

Loren stood on the ice field condensed by his magic power, motionless, muttering to himself in confusion.

This time he finally figured out why he became stronger.

It turns out that the creatures in the void did not become weaker for no reason.

But he has indeed become stronger.

Even though they were in a different dimension separated by an illusory territory, Loren felt as if a power of faith that was about to burst forth was about to penetrate the wall of the different dimension and bless him, giving him a vague premonition that he was beginning to transform into the ninth-order divine realm.

A long time ago, he had a lot of faith power in his body that made him feel inexplicable, and now the faith power that was surging again was of an unprecedented magnitude.

If it wasn't his hallucination.

Once this level of faith power is truly bestowed upon him, I'm afraid he will immediately break through to the ninth level.

"Not that much."

Just after reaching the limit of the eighth level, he was able to complete the most difficult step of collecting the power of faith and reach the ninth level directly?
Loren was no longer able to figure it out.

There are so many things he doesn't understand.

But often in this situation, according to history, there are almost always a large number of helpless residents in distress who need someone to save them, which leads to such a large-scale gathering of prayers with the power of faith.

Rather than trying to figure out why the power of faith chose him, he was more anxious about what had happened outside over the past two months that required a missing person like him to save them.

……

At the same time, the snow on the ground was getting heavier and heavier.

"The Brillda Mafia went all out, aiming for several key energy centers in Brillda, completely bypassing the First Military Police Brigade of the Capital Garrison and the Imperial Special Operations Department."

The voices of reporters reporting from the news echoed in any place with a giant screen in Brillda.

Whether it is a large kingdom or the southern giant, the Kreming Empire, most of the powerful and destructive combat magic in the core city-states is banned according to regulations. The scope of use of life magic is wider. Once entering combat mode, it will trigger security warnings and suppression.

Only in some special areas can high-level magic be used extensively, and the capital Blildha also has such areas.

It is divided into legal combat zones and gray areas.

For example, the Midnight Council Silver Moon Restoration that has been frequently circulated among the citizens of Blildar recently, the Mist Watchers who have always been an urban legend, the Dawn Order responsible for maintaining order in the Pantheon including Director Simon Rodin, the Voice of Truth Group, a news media company that controls Blildar's most authoritative channel, and the old force Moat Port Blildar Mafia, etc., they either have permission to legally fight in the area, or occupy a gray area.

“But now the situation has completely changed.”

"Let's not talk about the riot that the Brildar Mafia is trying to take advantage of. With so many level eights fighting, the city defense barrier can no longer suppress them."

"It's like a group of level 8 heroes rushing to a tower on the battlefield. Even if there are no troops, the defensive facilities can't be attacked."

The experts in the studio on the screen were chatting seriously.

The main battlefield scene at the Cremorne Memorial Plaza where Loren and Hecintos were located was relatively static, but the other eighth-level battlefields that could be photographed caused the shooting screen to shake from time to time.

Southeast side of the city-state.

In the winter in the port area of ​​​​Brielda, the biting cold wind mixed with the misty snow whistled past.

In the huge port, the only sound was the wind echoing among the empty containers.

Snow covers the scattered containers, softening their edges.

Above this steel maze of containers and narrow alleys, several figures emerged and fought.

"I said, I just want to stop you from stopping our companions from capturing the East District Energy Station. I don't want to fight you to the death."

Mi Gaiya, who was in the lead, was surrounded by deep dark magic, which transformed into countless silk threads, extending and floating behind him, pulling many black dolls.

He raised his hands and spoke to the person who was chasing him.

The pure black sky began to take on an eerie bloody color, and the air seemed to freeze.

Being forced into the gray area, they can indeed act without scruples.

Correspondingly, the military gods also wanted to fight them to the death.

Because in this port of the Blildah Mafia, the Gods of War will be able to destroy with all their might without having to worry about hurting the residents of Blildah.

"I knew you would help High Priest Loren. It turns out it's you, Duke Migaiya."

Jasper, who was leading the other party, spoke sarcastically.

"There's really no need for that. Can we just stop the fighting here? If you don't take action, we won't take action either."

Miaiya looked at the territory of the Brillda Mafia and spoke with heartache.

This is the legal property of the empire, and his wife is a shareholder. Fighting here would be tantamount to destroying the family.

"What do you say?"

The Fourth Military God Jasper was surrounded by a shining blue light, and his azure mechanical eyes flashed a cold light.

She had no intention of listening to this man.

What's more, they have the advantage of three against three, so there is no need to adopt an avoidance strategy with the opponent.

"Duke Migaiya, I'm sorry, we have to arrest you and go to support our companions in other places. Of course, you can also choose to surrender."

The physique of the Eighth God of War, Kangzel, who was standing next to Speer, looked even taller against the backdrop of black plate armor, and his modified mechanical body exuded a cold metallic luster.

At this moment, a blood-red comet suddenly streaked across the sky, dragging a long tail like the fangs of a vicious dog, tearing the sky apart with a deafening roar.

"Stop talking nonsense! Let's fight!"

Along with this angry roar, the figure of Blood Jade Philip fell from the sky and landed steadily beside Mi Gaiya, but Mi Gaiya dodged him with a look of despair.

The man was wearing dark red armor, his black hair was flying like flames, his eyes were bloodshot, and his look was so fierce that it made people's heart frightened.

There was a scorching air wave surrounding him, and the air was distorted.

Suddenly, a fierce battle broke out.

The original battle was between Migaia and the fourth military god Jasper of Jade, and Ifatia and the eighth military god Kanzel of the White Gold Stone. Basically, the two sides were evenly matched with two against two.

However, it seemed difficult for Talia, who was nearby, to deal with the Seventh God of War in a one-on-one fight. At the same time, Talia also needed to save her mana, so she could only merge the battlefield with Migaiaifatiya and let her sister and brother-in-law bear more pressure.

"Excuse me! I can't stop this warmonger!"

Talia followed Philip, the seventh god of war, and apologized to Migaia and Ifatia.

Under her control, countless gray cracks emerged and extended in the air, covering the enemy like a spider web, trying to tear everything apart.

Jasper and Kanzel also attacked at the same time, galloping through the air, rushing forward with the power of wind and thunder!

The container was torn into pieces by the impact of magic, leaving large holes on the ground, and the steel bars were turned into powder in the high temperature.

"It's okay, sister, just protect yourself and hide behind me!"

Ifatia knew that her sister couldn't use too much of Ranchi's magic power.

"If you dare to hit my husband and sister, I will be angry too."

She looked like a silver-haired girl, no longer showing her natural expression as she looked at the three military gods opposite her, and her voice was chilling.

She seized the opportunity to distance herself from him, and at the same time, she swung her hand back, and the cursed flames transformed into dozens of pitch-black fire snakes, wrapping around Jasper and Konzel.

"Well done!"

Blood Jade Philip has completely entered a state of combat frenzy.

He howled towards the sky, his blood surged, and blood-red magic patterns appeared on his skin.

As he roared, the ground beneath his feet exploded, and hundreds of pillars of fire shot up into the sky, heading straight for Migaiya, Fatiya and Talia.

The dark curse was like the fire of hell, twisting and tearing the air wherever it passed.

The containers melted and deformed under the high temperatures on both sides, and the hot air waves from the scorched earth evaporated all the snowflakes.

"Luckily I can be a healer, so I'll just hold on for now."

Migaiya advanced instead of retreating. He stretched out his hand and waved, and the dark silk threads moved in response, weaving a large net in front of him, which blocked all the surging pillars of fire. At the same time, he began to treat Ifatia and her sisters, using dark spells to provide them with continuous attribute enhancement.

The horrific impact caused strong winds and huge waves, and the entire harbor began to churn.

……

The boundary near St. Clement's Abbey on the south side.

Large flakes of snow were flying in the howling north wind, fluttering down and forming a white curtain that almost covered the entire sky.

The white snow reflected the little remaining sunlight, creating an eerie blue-purple halo where the earth and the sky met.

In the snow, the Abbey of St. Chrysanthem looked like it stood alone in the endless snowfield.

The faint light curtain surrounding the monastery is the light released by the barrier, which covers this holy land, blocks the intrusion of the outside world and protects the safety of the students.

It was as if blazing light and darkness descended at the same time, and six figures emerged in the void outside the barrier, clearly distinguished from each other.

They were surrounded by suffocatingly powerful magical power and aura fluctuations, and the entire barrier of Saint Cremorne Monastery trembled slightly under their momentum.

In the Monastery of Saint Clement, priests and students in their dormitories looked up at the sky, their faces pale as they witnessed the catastrophe.

"Why did the High Priest's men come here?"

"They probably wanted to protect their companions who were occupying the energy station, so they fought with the God of War."

"The magical fluctuations of these three guys don't seem like those of humans..."

"That's the demon clan. Even the powerful demon clan that should have been extinct long ago is helping Loren. Did he come back from hell with the help of the power of the devil?"

If Principal Violet was there, they wouldn't be afraid of the attack of this eighth-level demon.

But at this moment, Violet happened to be suspected of having died in the blood clan turmoil a few days ago. The Holy Creole Monastery, the holy land of Elsaya, lost its strongest protector and can only rely on the help of other military gods.

As the discussions continued, the faces of the students and priests in the monastery showed various expressions such as fear, confusion, awe, and anger.

"All teachers and students, do not panic and never leave the protective barrier. The three military gods are protecting us. Follow the command of the monastery. If anything goes wrong, I, Naira, the acting principal, will be fully responsible."

The broadcast was still calmly echoing throughout the monastery.

Outside the barrier, high in the sky far away, three great demons and the God of War were facing each other silently.

Now the command of the 1st Military Police Brigade and the Imperial Special Operations Department is in chaos.

Colonel McCree and Major General Nicholas both made stupid moves, and the two sides actually started exchanging fire.

"It seems like these two pigs want to blame each other, and they are still fighting each other at this time."

The Tenth Military God, Ruby Tourmaline Julius, cursed as he listened to the news coming from his headset.

"I said that the Imperial Special Operations Department should not have been separated from the Capital Garrison Command. This is a hidden danger left by Emperor Saint Bardo."

The Ninth Military God Amethyst Ryan said in the same anxious tone.

But they couldn't care less about the details.

This is also a melee of multiple eighth-level players.

They had no time to make amends for the 1st Military Police Brigade and the Imperial Special Operations Division.

"Who the hell are you guys?"

The 12th Military God, Cat's Eye Bianca, pointed at the three figures opposite and shouted harshly.

"You can call me Guardian Lord."

Antanas, who was in the lead, had her burgundy short hair flying wildly, dancing like flames in the cold wind, making her fair face look exceptionally gorgeous.

Antanas had returned to his original fighting posture. His red lips slightly opened, drawing a sharp arc, as if soaked in blood and murderous intent.

"We have now joined the Church of the Goddess of Destiny and are with the Ice and Snow Witches of our own race, aiming to maintain the balanced order of the world."

Shinora was wearing a black dress under her white robe. She floated beside Antanas, with a plain face and eyes slightly closed.

She raised her right hand slowly in the posture of Lord of Law Breaker, and a pitch-black sickle appeared out of thin air, with a cold light reflected on the blade.

"You can choose to cease fire and stay here, and we won't take action."

Pranay looked indifferent, unconcerned about everything around him.

He raised his head slightly, and an aloof and indifferent temperament surrounded him, as if he was born to gaze at the world from a high place.

"The three of us are far stronger than the three of you, so why should we agree to a truce with you?"

The gaze of the Ninth Military God, Marquis Ryan, was calm and sharp, his pair of emerald eyes seemed to contain the vast ocean, but at this moment those eyes were as sharp as a sword, staring straight at the demon opposite, like a lion ready to attack.

He raised his right hand slightly, holding the shape of the hilt of the sword, ready to summon his sharp magic sword at any time.

Although he was hesitant in his heart at this time, he could not show his hesitation in front of the enemy.

"Don't think I'll be restrained!"

At this moment, a sharp light suddenly flashed in Julius' dark red eyes. He raised his hand and pointed, and the heavy artillery roared. The hot energy flowed wildly in the barrel and expanded to the extreme in an instant!
A beam of light so bright that it was dazzling roared out and rushed straight towards the demon camp with a devastating force. Wherever it passed, the void was torn apart, revealing countless tentacle-like cracks, and fierce winds and chaos surged out from them.

The beam of light stirred up thousands of layers of air waves, rolling up the sky with wind and snow, sweeping towards the demons. It was a furious roar that could shake the foundations of heaven and earth!
"It seems you have decided to fight."

Shinora's lips curled up in a sneer, having already heard her brother's prediction.

She slowly raised one hand and shook the sickle lightly in her palm. A dark barrier rose up and blocked the path of the blazing white light column.

The bright beam of light hit the barrier that Antanas had put up for her, instantly exploding into a burst of fire.

In a flash, two completely different energies collided wildly, causing scattered beams of light to penetrate the sky.

The entire sky of Brierdanan was instantly illuminated as bright as day, and dazzling fireworks burst out from the place of confrontation. From a distance, it looked like a small sun was burning in the sky.

The students in the monastery's barrier were all looking at this scene in shock, their eyes wide open in disbelief. The strong-willed juniors felt their knees go weak, their faces turned pale, and they trembled.

“Julius, calm down, meow!!”

Bianca was so scared that her tail stood up. She grabbed Julius to prevent him from suddenly starting to fight again.

Every time she saw Julius' actions, she would rather believe that she was a traitor than believe that there was anything wrong with Julius.

"Julius, listen to what they want to do first."

Ryan also blocked Julius with his hands, his palms full of cold sweat, and he looked at the three demons opposite him with vigilance.

At this moment, they must fight the enemy out of duty. If they show hesitation at this time, they will easily be misunderstood by other companions as traitors among the gods of war.

But Ryan was really reluctant to start a war near St. Clement's Abbey.

His sister is still in the convent.

Ryan couldn't fight for the glory of the empire as firmly as Julius did, because at this moment, his sister's safety was above everything else.

……

As the time approached ten o'clock, the time for the decisive battle, the whole of Brielda was shrouded in chaos and tension.

To the north of the central city, under the cover of the crystal sky barrier, the streets were empty, with only the howling cold wind blowing up the remaining snow on the ground, making a shrill wail.

On this quiet street, a figure gradually emerged in the wind and snow.

"Simonro's barrier is finally complete. I can finally move."

The man in a plain white doctor's coat had short silver hair and was complaining softly.

Just over twenty minutes ago, Lugayed, the fifth military god Mica Seat, had just assisted the Imperial Special Operations Department in blocking the Silver Moon Restoration Society from attacking the energy station in the Manhot District, and successfully defended the energy station in the north-central part of the city-state.

Thanks to him, the battle was easily resolved without any casualties, and the residents were evacuated by the Imperial Special Operations Department.

This operation seemed strenuous for the Imperial Special Operations Department, but Lugayed did not put in any effort at all. He still carried his dark golden medical box on his back, and his clean robe was only stained with snowflakes.

"Go support Ryan? It seems unnecessary... Jasper doesn't really need it either... Salon probably won't want my support either, so I'll just go and help Jasper open up the situation."

Lujiade muttered to himself and squinted his eyes, as if sensing something.

Suddenly, his expression changed and he looked into the distance with a serious look.

He felt a strong fluctuation of magical power nearby.

Lujiade's heart tightened and he involuntarily quickened his pace.

"Stop, Mica Road Gayad."

Just as he was about to leave the neighborhood, a cold voice suddenly rang out.

Lujiade stopped floating and looked in the direction where the sound came from.

At the end of the street, a slender female figure slowly walked towards me.

She was a woman whose entire body was covered in ice and snow. She had waist-length silver hair that fluttered in the wind like frost and snow, blending perfectly with the blizzard.

"Ice Witch Artemis..."

Lujiade narrowed his eyes slightly and read out the other party's name in a calm tone.

As a priest of the Church of the Goddess of Destiny in the Northern Continent, the Ice Witch also has some fame in the Southern Continent.

"Mr. Luke Yed, I'm sorry, but I have to stop you from moving."

The Ice Witch's goal from the very beginning was to stop the fifth military god, Lugayed.

As they are all healing professions, they are not very aggressive. Even if Lugayed is stronger than her, it is difficult for him to break free from her ice control and force his way through.

It is difficult to tell the winner as they keep wasting time.

"If possible, I really don't want to fight with you, the priest."

Luke Yed's expression changed slightly, and he raised his hand and pressed the medicine box behind him.

"Me too."

As the Ice Witch spoke, the temperature around her suddenly dropped. The cold air condensed into circles of ice crystals around her, reflecting the blue light. In the sky, dark clouds rolled, and snowflakes rose from the ground out of thin air.

"Normally, it's a blessing to spar with an opponent who has martial virtue, but it's terrible to fight you here today."

Luke Yed frowned secretly.

The terrifying magical power surrounded the Ice Witch as if it were real. The air condensed as a result, and a thin layer of frost gradually climbed up the buildings on both sides of the road.

"Since I have met you here, let me see the strength of the Fifth Military God."

As the Ice Witch finished her words, a strong wind mixed with ice and snow whistled out, sweeping up snowflakes all over the sky and pounced fiercely towards Lujiade.

The cold wind was biting and piercing. Lujiade felt pain on his cheeks and the magic power around him seemed to be frozen.

But Lugayed was not at all panicked. He just moved and went straight up against the wind and snow.

He reached out and slapped the medicine box behind him. Part of the alchemical poison flowed into his body, making him begin to gain all-round strength. The other part turned into a burning agent and began to melt the ice on the entire street.

……

On the western outskirts of the city, Ostrog Mountain.

The vast Ostrog Mountains are covered with peaks and ridges, and the snow-capped mountains shine brightly under the blizzard.

However, this peaceful and tranquil scene was broken by the noise coming from the sky.

"You are really strong, the second military god, Obsidian Saron!"

Sigrid leaped into the air and swung her fist with shining silver light, piercing the snow-capped mountain in an instant.

A huge force came towards Salon's face from the air, but Salon reacted very quickly and blocked it with his black blade. The blade and fist collided, causing a deafening roar.

The two forces struggled and the stalemate caused the earth to crack.

Salon exerted force with his wrist, and the black blade emitted a cold light, trying to turn the tables.

Sigrid understood, and her fist burst out with a blazing silver light, not allowing Salon to gain the slightest advantage.

Sometimes they collided in the sky, and sometimes they fell to the ground, overturning the trees and fighting.

“…”Although Salon didn’t say anything, his serious look seemed like he had found a long-awaited good opponent.

He thrust out the black sword, and his sword moves suddenly changed. The tip of the sword drew a strange arc in the air, avoiding Sigrid's punch in a roundabout way. Taking advantage of her unpreparedness, he struck down with the sword tip, chopping off Sigrid's thin neck.

Sigrid's pupils shrank, and she suddenly turned her head at the critical moment, barely avoiding the sword, but her body was like steel, and she used her aura to strengthen herself to resist the sword.

Her whole body was like bright moonlight gathered together. She punched out with a powerful force, like the roar of a dragon or the howling of a hurricane.

"Have fun."

Salon quickly withdrew his sword to resist the force of the fist that was as powerful as a mountain torrent and tsunami. At the same time, he used offense as defense, and his long sword drew layers of sword curtains in front of him.

Dang, Dang, Dang! !

The smoke and sound of metal collisions like those in an iron foundry rang out, once again lifting the layers of snow in the sky.

Far away on the other side of the mountain.

The third military god, Geyat, held the mechanical magic wand in both hands, and countless dark purple spider silks gushed out from the magic circle, pouring down to the ground like rain and waterfalls.

Wherever the spider silk covered, all things seemed to have their vitality sucked away. The trees withered, the snow turned to powder, and even the flowing air solidified.

"Stop running!"

The opponent that Geyat met this time made him feel unusually relaxed. As long as he felt the terrifying battle on Salon's side, he was even glad that his opponent was the Dimension Bishop instead of the Tyrant Catholic.

The magic spider silk moved in response and pounced towards Toliado like a hungry wolf.

"Ahhh!"

Toliado was terrified and ran away with his head in his hands. No matter how he dodged and moved, the spider silk always followed him like a shadow, closing in on him step by step.

In a blink of an eye, the spider silk formed a huge web, blocking all escape routes and was about to swallow him up.

He could only jump into a space crack, flash to dozens of meters away, and then continue to escape.

"Are you going to fight or not?!"

This also made Geyat's blood pressure a little high.

The bishop of the dimensional bishop was not that weak, but he could only run and act weak while running. After fighting for a long time, Geyat also felt annoyed.

Geyat had switched the mechanical staff to the fastest but less powerful mechanical wand form, but the Dimension Bishop still dodged it.

Even on the other side of a distant mountain.

Feeling the one-sided battle between Geyat and Toliado, Sigrid and Salon also felt a bit noisy and were speechless.

"Are all of you cardinals so unique?"

Sarron stood with sword in hand and asked during the rare break in the battle.

"well enough."

Sigrid stood facing the wind, her long light hair flying, her eyes like stars and violets, and her figure was upright like a war god descending to the earth.

She was surrounded by the bright moonlight, her fists clenched tightly, and she exuded a terrifying aura, indicating that she was determined to conquer everything in front of her.

The two men confronted each other for a moment, then suddenly attacked. Sigrid threw a punch with tremendous force, straight at Salon's face.

Salon shook his sword, and the sword light flashed, blocking the powerful attack.

On the other side of the battlefield, Toliado seemed unable to escape.

"Help! Kill someone!"

Toliado dodged Geyat's attack in a panic.

"If you shout again..."

Geatt's eyes became a little more serious.

A cold light flashed in Geyat's eyes, and he gently moved the mechanical wand forward.

The next moment, countless chains suddenly appeared, locking Toliado and his space door tightly from all directions.

Mist was shrouded in Geyat's body, and suddenly spread outward in a large area, flowing unsteadily like a shadow. No matter how Toliado tried to escape, he could not get away from Geyat at all.

Geyat acted swiftly, and with a wave of his hand, a purple-black light burst out from the mechanical wand and went straight into the back of Toliado's head!

"Lord Sigrid, save me!"

Toliado could only let the six-sided space cube cover his body, and he was almost immune to all of Geyat's sure-hit spells.

"Toliado, don't disturb me and Salon in a duel."

Sigrid threw a feint at Salon, then dodged in front of Toliado and used her fist to help him force back Gyat.

Although she said this on the surface, she also briefly exchanged glances with Toliado.

Toliado consciously managed to tie up Geyat, creating a two-on-two situation.

This is what they both want to see.

Before he finished speaking, a cold and chilling light struck him.

It's the Black Blade of Saron.

Sigrid dodged sideways.

The silver light on her fist shone brightly and blasted towards Salon through the air.

At the same time, the mechanical wand in Geyat's hand was transformed back into a wand that casts spells slowly but with greater power. A chain magic circle took shape in the sky, and silk threads flowed out of the magic circle, covering Sigrid and Toliado like a spider web.

Sigrid felt her movements falter.

"Gyat, you can't even compare to Asksan. His sealing magic is much more terrifying than yours. He can even compete with Sigrid."

Toliado raised his hand and opened a space barrier, separating the large silk net and causing it to fall in other directions.

"Are you qualified to speak?"

Geyat fell to the ground and hit the ground heavily with his staff. The earth cracked and countless vines emerged from the cracks in the ground. They coiled towards the sky like giant pythons and lashed towards Sigrid like a whip.

Salon held a black blade in his hand, and the sword energy was sharp. Every time he swung the sword, the void was cut open, and several black holes exploded.

Facing the double attack of vines and black holes, Sigrid was unstoppable. She punched out one after another, with overwhelming force. The air waves blew away the falling snow and the entire mountain was shaking.

Her whole body was shining with dazzling silver light, and she was like a god descending from heaven. She smashed the vines into ashes and tore the black hole apart.

The places ravaged by the battle were devastated.

The towering pine forest was uprooted, trees fell to the ground in all directions, branches and leaves were in disarray, stone pillars were broken, and charred soil and rubble were scattered on the pure white snow.

The most terrifying thing was the celestial phenomenon. Electric snakes were dancing, the wind was howling, and the flying snow was hit by the air currents so that it could not fall naturally and circled at low altitude. The entire Ostro Mountain world was wailing for this shocking battle and trembling for the melee between the four top powers.

But as the fight continued, Geyat felt something was wrong.

The Tyrant Catholics and the Dimensional Bishops treated him as if he were one of their own and did not attack him at all.

The two cardinals only caught Salon two against one, and even seemed to be helping Geyat create a perfect opportunity to launch a sneak attack on Salon.

Even Salon had to start guarding against Geyat.

"Gayat, you shouldn't disturb my fight."

Salon muttered to himself with a hint of dissatisfaction, without even looking at Geyat.

The previous fight between Guayat and Toliado felt too much like a fake match, it was completely as if Guayat and Toliado were just joking.

But the current situation seems to be a two-on-two melee.

"Saron, I'm not a traitor!"

That was all Geyat could shout angrily.

But he immediately realized that it sounded even weirder when he said that.

It was as if he was asking Salon to let down his guard and let him hit him.

"It seems that it is not so easy to deceive."

Toliado and Sigrid were talking to each other in whispers.

"Saron, don't be influenced by them. They are despicable cardinals of the Church of Resurrection."

Veins bulged on Gjat's forehead as he listened to the conversation between Sigrid and Toliado.

It sounded to them that what they meant was literally that Salon was not that easy to fool.

But to Salon, it might have another meaning!

The earth-shaking battle took place again on Mount Ostrog.

The fighting near the realm of gods is difficult for mortals to observe.

"Change the plan."

Sigrid and Toliado spoke conspiratorially, and then Sigrid suddenly attacked Salon and Geyat.

She smashed Salon's sword curtain with a punch, and then was flashed by Toliado's forced displacement, appeared in front of Geyat, and punched Geyat.

"!"

Although Salon reacted, he didn't dare to help Geyat block it at this time.

If he faced the full force of Ba Jiao's attack head-on and exposed his back to Geyat, who was currently in a very abnormal state, if anything went wrong, he would be defeated and killed, bringing disaster to his companions.

At this moment, Sigrid did not give Geyat any chance. Her purple pupils, which had been relaxed most of the time, seemed to be covered by cold frost, and were replaced by firm killing and decisiveness.

She turned into a storm and slammed her fist into Geyat's body!
Sigrid's violent power caused all the mountains behind Geyat to collapse like a surging sea tide. The first collision between the two was faster than thunder, shaking the entire city of Blildah!

A wide crack appeared on Mount Ostrog, as if it was being swallowed and collapsed step by step. The intricately carved sculptures and glass of the Capital Garrison Command were all shaken off in an instant, and the fragments were scattered in the wind.

Sigrid's figure was reflected in the angry eyes of the downed Geyat in the ruins.

Even though Geyat's combat awareness had slowed down the world in his eyes a lot when the crisis came, Sigrid's fatal attack did not make any noise. When the sound of breaking air reached his ears, Geyat had been hit, and a fatal shattering sound broke out in the air.

Without giving Geyat any chance to breathe, Sigrid's pursuit arrived in front of Geyat again.

"Gayat, let's go play somewhere else!"

Sigrid blasted Geyat away like a meteor, pushing him toward a separate battlefield on the west side.

At this moment, she was attacking with all her strength, and her skin was surrounded by a faint silver glow, as bright and sacred as a crescent moon. This was not magic, but a phenomenon brought about by the perfect combination of her physical fitness, immune equipment, and the original stone slab and fist intent.

Sigrid possesses an original stone tablet that is different from other cardinals - [Original Stone Tablet - Foundation].

It triggers when a most direct normal attack is thrown at full force, giving it a dramatic increase in power.

"Gayat!"

In the distance, Salon swooped down to help Gjat block Sigrid.

At this moment, Salon also discovered that Gyat did not seem to be a traitor, otherwise Sigrid would not have beaten Gyat to death like this.

Even though it might still be an enemy trap, Salon couldn't bear to see Geyat fall into life and death crisis.

However, before he completely fell, Salon felt that his vision was misplaced, as if he had passed through a wall of space and returned to the sky again.

"Your opponent is me now."

The voice of Dimension Bishop Toliado rang out.

At this moment his voice was no longer so cynical, but he addressed it seriously to Salon.

"Sigrid, I'll leave it to you from now on."

Toliado muttered to himself as he looked in the direction where Sigrid was going away.

"..."

Salon looked at the Dimension Bishop Toliado with a complicated expression.

He realized that he had fallen into a trap.

Toliado's purpose was to exchange opponents with Sigrid, so that he, Toliado, would hold back Salon while Sigrid would defeat Gjaat.

This time, Bishop Yuan’s previous cowardice did not seem to be pretended.

However, Toliado, who was beaten and ran everywhere by Geyat, actually dared to challenge the Second God of War who was far stronger than Geyat. Salon could no longer analyze what kind of person Toliado was.

"Hey, Mr. Salon, can we reconcile?"

Toliado watched as Geyat was shot down and flew away by the silver comet, and finally proposed to Salon.

He was already a little scared.

Although Lanqi's strategy was good, he and Sigrid successfully switched opponents.

But the pressure was on him.

"Evil ways."

Even Salon, who usually had little emotional fluctuation, was almost angry.

He has to go and help Geyat quickly.

Since both Geyat and Toliado have become sacrificial positions, the competition is about who between him and Sigrid, the two advantageous positions, can break through the opponent first.

"Please let me go! Although my attack power is not that strong, I am still strong enough to survive."

Toliado manipulated the surrounding space ripples like an acrobat to prevent Salon from leaving.

He was surrounded by a transparent six-sided cube, floating in the air, and any attack would pass through him.

At this moment, Salon's sword suddenly trembled.

And Toliado stared in the direction of the center of Brillda in surprise.

This was far more powerful than the fluctuations caused by the battle on Mount Ostrov just now. Even from such a distance, the vibrations in the triple barrier could be heard.

This can only mean one thing -

The battle between Hyacinthus and the White Pope has begun.

……

The divine temple in the snow rises high into the sky.

The originally crystal surface still glows with dazzling golden light, as if magma is flowing through it.

It is a miracle stone that has remained immortal after billions of years of baptism.

But at this moment the building was hit hard by Geyat's figure.

Although the extremely frightened and angry Geyat had taken a series of fatal attacks at close range, he had many damage-reducing and life-saving equipment. His body was not blown away again, and he quickly stabilized his body between the ground and the air. A dark purple mist formation began to erupt around him, and like the anger in Geyat's eyes, the invisible magic barrier unfolded in front of him to resist Sigrid's fist. The sound of his figure disappearing and the air waves were set off again in circles.

"That's mean, Sigrid!"

After resisting Sigrid's attack, Geyat continued to flee. Every word he uttered was like a curse. The heavy and cold magic power cut scars on the dim mountains like a blade. He tried his best to use illusion and sealing techniques to block all the space between Sigrid and him.

This woman is so scary.

It can't be stopped at all.

After seeing the successful line-changing tactics of Sigrid and Toliado, Geyat knew that this woman was coming to kill him.

His figure was hidden, his breathing was disordered, and his body was shaking. The snow mist cast a shadow on his face, making him look even paler and haggard.

"What on earth did this thing eat to grow up..."

Geyat spoke through gritted teeth, his voice low and hoarse, his resentment evident in his words.

He has fought against opponents who only had numbers but no mechanisms.

For example, Juliana, the national swordsman of the Kingdom of Alolan, who possesses the [Original Slate - Regeneration].

He can easily suppress his opponent and beat him without any chance of fighting back.

The mechanism of Tyranny Catholicism is simpler than Juliana.

The problem is that the value of Catholic hegemony is too high.

It looked like the Moon Goddess had filled it with her feet, and the aura on her body was very similar to Violet's.

He is not a human being at all, and cannot be stopped.

Violet is also a numerical monster, and she also has a mechanism. Geyat has never understood why Violet, a priest, has the same physical strength and power as a warrior.

It is indeed reasonable for the wolf clan, a perfect race with no weaknesses but only advantages, to become extinct, because its existence itself is too much!

“As long as we get there…!”

Goyat fled desperately, praying that Salon could break through Toliado as soon as possible, or even better, that Hecintos could defeat Loren as soon as possible. Now at the Cremon Memorial Square in the center of Brillda, Goyat could clearly feel that Hecintos and Loren had started fighting. The terrifying power of the gods' slashing was like the wrath of gods.

And he had to hold her off before Sigrid caught up with him.

He still had an empty epic equipment card that he hadn't taken back.

It is placed at the very bottom of the Temple of the Gods.

【Unreal Territory】

[Category: Equipment Card]

[Level: Orange Epic]

[Attribute: Seal/Illusion]

[Level: 8]

[Effect: You can drag the target into the illusory barrier, and continuously summon phantom void creatures in the barrier to assist in combat. If you successfully exert strong control on the opponent for more than five seconds, you can keep it in the illusory territory. The illusory territory will no longer be usable before it is unsealed.]

[Note: It may have sealed space and time together. The virtual territory is similar to a parallel world. There is no concept of time here. Everything is completely disturbed and everything is stagnant.]

Only by taking back the [Illusionary Territory] will he be able to fight back against Sigrid.

Control for five seconds can often only be achieved by first beating the opponent into an extremely weak state.

Even if you cannot seal Sigrid directly, you can use the illusory barrier opened by this equipment to restrict Sigrid, fight in his advantageous home field, and drag him over until Sharon comes!
Geyat took out a seal engraved with twisted agate and pressed it into the groove of the temple door.

In an instant, one restriction after another was lifted, and the heavy stone door slowly opened, letting him pass.

Geyat's figure flashed into the door, turned into a black shadow in the heavy snow, and disappeared without a trace.

He knew that without other military gods guarding it, even the barrier of the Temple of the Gods would not be able to stop Sigrid for long.

The fist of Tyranny can destroy everything in this world, even the sword of Salon. Sigrid just faced it head-on with her iron fist. Just thinking about it, Geyat felt pain in his ribs. He didn't want to be hit by such a thing again in his life.

Only the temple at this moment made him feel a little at ease.

The interior of the temple is solemn and dignified, with melodious and ethereal music echoing.

It was the sound of heaven played by instruments such as harp, flute, and wind chimes.

The melody is sometimes high-pitched and passionate, and sometimes low and gentle, enveloping the entire hall in a holy and peaceful atmosphere.

The music seems to be chanting a sacred poem, or telling the history of thousands of years ago. It purifies the soul, heals wounds, and brings infinite tranquility and salvation.

The thin morning light shines through the rose windows, casting a dazzling light on the ground, decorating the interior of the temple with brilliant colors.

Geyat's figure flashed through the corridor like a ghost and came to the holy land of the God of War.

Just as Geyat was secretly rejoicing, a bright silver light suddenly appeared outside the temple, like a full moon rising slowly, dispelling the protection of the shadow.

Sigrid was already tearing down the wall.

Every loud noise made Geyat's scalp tingle.

He was afraid that the terrifying werewolf would appear behind him in the next second.

Just thinking about this.

The roar behind me became more and more intense.

Sigrid may have already rushed into the Hall of the Gods.

"You despicable wolf girl, I will fight you!"

Geyat roared, and forcibly mobilized the remaining magic power in his body to set up barriers and seals in the corridors he passed through.

however.

He sensed from the detection spell that the woman had no intention of walking down the corridor.

Tyrannical Catholicism seemed to ignore walls. She would just break them down when she encountered them. Even if it would take a little more time, she would never recognize the way.

Cold sweat instantly covered Geyat's forehead.

This wouldn't slow her down much at all.

Her thinking was different from others from the beginning.

Because Tyrant Catholic was hunting directly in the direction where he was.

No, we must not let her succeed!
Geyat accelerated desperately towards the center of the Divine Hall.

But it didn't take long.

Suddenly, he caught a glimpse of the light gradually dimming.

It seemed that it was not the light that dimmed, but a shadow that was catching up with me.

Geyat's brain hadn't finished thinking about this question yet.

The sound of shattering seemed to be heard inside the building just a moment ago.

The next moment it was approaching his front door!

"I have to defeat you quickly, otherwise my man won't be able to hold on."

The woman with green hair and purple eyes suddenly occupied his entire field of vision, with a condescending and cold look in her eyes.

Although Lanqi can hold off Hecintos, Hecintos is not stupid. Once he finds that Lanqi is only defending and not attacking for too long, he will find the problem.

She needed to complete the most important step in Lanqi's plan.

Sigrid didn't give Geyat any room to react, and slammed her fist into Geyat's body again!

The violent force caused waves to surge inside the Temple of the Gods, which collapsed with a loud bang, faster than thunder, shaking the entire Ostro Mountains!
The floor tiles of the Temple of the Gods began to crack and collapse. They collapsed and sank step by step. Geyat and Sigrid fell as if they were weightless and came to a new and wide space.

"Give up, Geyat."

Sigrid looked around the underground area of ​​the Godly Temple and walked towards Gjat, who was leaning on the ground in despair.

"Ha ha……"

A shadow clung to Geyate's forehead, and the corners of his mouth, which were bleeding, slowly curved up.

"Didn't you expect that, Sigrid? This is my escape route!"

The moment Geyat's magic power began to flow, the black mosaic Rubik's Cube with a strange red light behind him was bound to the stone platform by layers of chains. The flashing magic-forbidden steel pillars stood up around it and began to rotate and twist!
The terrifying power seemed to be about to drag Gjat and Sigrid in at the next second!

But Geyat's laughter was not over yet.

His eyes widened as if he had seen a ghost.

There was only mist in the air.

As if a god rang the bell, the golden divine light would create ripples in circles until it became a storm, spreading from the Temple of the Gods until it swept across the entire city of Brilda, celebrating the birth of a powerful figure from the realm of the highest and most powerful ninth-order gods into the world.

Standing in the mist was a man with a confused look in his eyes.

Like melting ice cubes, it sends out waves of sighs.

He stood alone in the black robe of a priest, bathed in the hymns, his face full of compassion. He had long since passed the test of life and death, and all he heard from the power of faith was the suffering of all living beings.

Life and death seemed to be of no importance to this man.

But for Geyat, this was a scene more terrifying than death.

"Lo, Loren!!!"

Gayat yelled.

(End of this chapter)