Archdemon

But Huo Ling did not choose to let the troops attack these lines of defense. He built a portal in the plane at the landing place.

The servant army of the fifth plane was teleported up.

Next, a large number of skeleton combat divisions and servants will set out from the center to capture many cities on the other side where the coalition forces are not stationed.

These cities have garrisons, but the strength of these city garrisons is obviously not comparable to that of Huo Ling's army.

Huo Ling must first take these cities and let the church's coalition army come out of their tortoise shells and fight a field battle with him honestly.

Although Huo Ling has many undead soldiers, he does not want his undead soldiers to attack the well-defended enemy fortifications.

Huo Ling's plan was very successful. As the army continued to advance, more and more cities and towns were conquered by Huo Ling's army.

Even if these cities are not loyal to Huo Ling, even if they often rebel, Huo Ling does not care.

He does not need these cities to provide him with resources for the time being.

On the contrary, the church felt extremely overwhelmed. Many churches were destroyed, clergy were beheaded, and believers were forced to convert for their own lives.

All of this made the whole situation run wildly in a direction that the church coalition could not control.

In the coalition camp.

The Pope of the God of Dusk, the fatigue on his old face was hard to hide. He was too tired. The pressure from the church and the pressure from the gods made him almost breathless.

His old voice sounded: "We can't wait like this any longer. The enemy is digging the foundation of our existence!"

"Attacking the enemy's defense line is not the battle plan we initially formulated. This will greatly increase the losses of the coalition!" Cecil's voice was still indifferent.

The Pope of the God of Shadow said: "If we don't fight again, our logistics will not be able to hold up."

The Pope of the God of War said: "As long as the main force of the coalition is still there, the temporary loss of these cities will not cause any problems."

The Church of the Gods still has two views, Glory and War, and these two churches still maintain a defensive consciousness.

This is not only because defense will make the battle more advantageous, but also the choice made by Cecil and the church before the invasion of the plane began.

They themselves have to weaken the power of the two churches of Twilight and Shadow.

Although the enemy is powerful, the instructions given to him by the God of Light will eventually expel these invaders.

The Pope of Twilight sat on the chair, his eyes narrowed slightly, and he slowly said: "Don't forget that these invaders will not attack the upper continent through airships..."

"They can now wreak havoc on the fourth-layer continent. We are trapped here to preserve the strength of the coalition forces and wait for their attack."

"If they do not choose to attack the coalition forces, but continue to build fortresses on the fourth-layer continent, and then directly continue to attack the upper plane..."

The Pope of the God of Twilight did not continue to speak, but everyone present could know what would happen next.

The Pope of the God of War still had a calm expression, and the Pope of the God of Light, Cecil, also had a calm expression.

Suddenly, Cecil's face moved, he stood up instantly, and then began to pray silently with his head bowed.

Just now, he suddenly had an idea.

As the Pope of the God of Light, he often received oracles and knew that it was the gods calling him.

There were crystal walls and kingdoms between believers and gods. If believers did not pray, even gods could not focus their eyes on believers.

If you want to issue an oracle, at least you have to do it when believers pray.

Or just like the God of Light, directly remind the Pope of Light to pray.

Soon, a subtle breath appeared around Cecil.

All the people present were popes of major churches, and they knew this breath very well. It was the breath of gods issuing oracles.

Everyone slowly dispersed, leaving enough space for Cecil.

After a while, Cecil, who had bowed his head in prayer, slowly opened his eyes. He raised his head, looked around at everyone, and said:

"My Lord supports the active attack on the plane invaders now. Everyone, make a plan!"

Originally, there were two leading churches for active attack and passive defense, but now Cecil's butt is crooked.

The passive defense party can only turn to prepare for the active war.

Troops were mobilized, swords were sharpened, various holy waters were distributed to soldiers, and holy oil was wiped on swords to increase divine power damage.

A large number of magic stones and divine power crystals were transported here to be used as consumables in battle.

The army was like a awakened giant beast. Looking down from the sky, the coalition camp was like a hugeAnt nests, legions, are like marching ants going out to forage.

The soldiers of the coalition marched in legions, but they had only one goal, which was the location of Huo Ling and the army.

Although Huo Ling sent many servants and skeletons to the rear to capture the city, he still left a large number of undead soldiers in the landing place.

These soldiers built simple fortifications here.

Behind the melee soldiers, there are spell support positions. The periphery of these positions has a defensive shield. When the shield is activated, it is like a piece of gray-white mushrooms growing here.

The enemy's march still needs some time, and Huo Ling did not arrange any ambushes.

In this kind of three-dimensional war, ordinary ambushes have no effect, and even most of the soldiers who participated in the war are useless whether they are alive or dead.

And the strong men of the clergy are all in groups at this time, and fighting over is equivalent to directly starting a decisive battle.

Before the enemy arrived, Huo Ling had already climbed the nine-story altar that had been prepared long ago.

On the preset battlefield, countless skeleton mages, dark mages, and liches all bowed their heads and silently condensed runes.

At this moment, Huo Ling was not only casting the spell himself, but also mobilizing tens of thousands of undead spellcasters under his command.

Countless death runes were condensed and then mobilized by Huo Ling.

Huo Ling woven the death rules like needles and threads, turning them into Huo Ling's shape.

All the undead were trying hard to agitate their soul fires to provide their own support for this spell.

Huo Ling called on this huge magic power, and his whole body was wrapped in death rules and runes. His eyes projected a gray-white divine light.

Every move carried infinite terrifying magic power.

Legendary spell: Undead Scourge!

A gray-white magic light shot straight into the sky from Huo Ling's magic wand, forming a huge cloud of death here.