In the sky above Dragon City, the fight between Bedivere and Faceless One had entered a white-hot stage. After withdrawing his avatar, Faceless One's power skyrocketed, and he began to turn from defense to offense. Endless holy light spells, like a tide, rushed toward Bedivere. The lonely figure of the Knight of the Round Table seemed humble and small in the vast sea of light, completely falling into a disadvantageous position.
Faceless One's fighting style was very special. Obviously, he had an overwhelming advantage in strength, but when he made his move, he still aimed to attack the opponent's mind. The holy light energy was manipulated by him into all kinds of illusions, projecting the opponent's most fearful picture.
Sometimes it was Marina and her daughter being dismembered, sometimes it was Bedivere's former comrades-in-arms covered in blood that demanded his life. He could even project the phantom of the Knight King that Bedivere swore allegiance to, forcing Bedivere to kneel down and beg for mercy, giving up resistance.
These illusions naturally didn't have much effect on a strong-willed warrior, but in the face of an opponent with an overwhelming advantage, any trace of hesitation or surprise would bring disastrous consequences. Faceless One didn't need Bedivere's mind to collapse. As long as he was slightly caught in the illusion, a series of fatal blows would follow.
Bedivere held the Knight's Sword. Along with the flow of the inscription on the sword, the power bestowed to him by the Knight King continued to emerge, pushing him to continue to fight. He had no intention to be angry at the opponent's despicableness. Faceless One's playing with human nature was already an instinct. This was his fighting style, and it was the same for anyone. Moreover, the winner would not be condemned. What he had to do was to make his heart infinitely close to ice cold, unshaken by any external things. Only in this way … could he have a slim chance of winning.
The all-out fight between two high order professions changed the color of the sky. The sky of Dragon City was torn apart by sword energy and holy light. The clear sun was cut into countless pieces. Some were covered in dark clouds, some were flashing with lightning and thunder, some were the deep night sky, and some were even the sceneries of hell!
The law of heaven and earth had begun to be disordered, which made no one dare to approach the sky battlefield. They could only quietly wait for the outcome of the battle between the two high order professions.
In truth, even though everyone was fighting fiercely during the attack and defense of Dragon City, the battlefield was strictly stratified. People with different levels of strength would not easily fight against each other.
Because that was inefficient. For example, Bedivere and Faceless One, although there was a gap in strength, they were both advanced high order, close to legendary level. Intermediate high-order professions, who were one level lower, could not intervene in the battle between these two people. Just the aftermath of the battle would be enough to crush them. They had to invest dozens of high-order professions in order to have a decisive impact on the battle. But how could high-order professions be wasted like this?
It was very difficult for low-level professionals to have the ability to survive in front of opponents of a higher level. Using a simple human wave tactic was very inefficient. Of course, high-level professions could completely sweep away low-level professions, but would the high-level professions of the opposing faction just stand by and watch?
The key to the battle was in the middle.
For most battles between factions, victory and defeat would start from the middle battlefield, because most of the Senior professions had strong survival and harassment abilities. Unless the absolute strength difference was too great, they could at least delay the opponent. However, the difference in the strength of the upper echelons was too great, so it would not be a battle, but a pure massacre. Generally speaking, once the outcome of the battle in the middle layer was decided, one could go up or down at will. It was very flexible. Yes, he could sweep away the low-level professionals like a whirlwind. On the other hand, a well-prepared team of Intermediate Professionals was also an extremely powerful chess piece. Therefore, the middle layer had always been the key to the battle.
And now, on the battlefield in Dragon City, the two forces were barely equal. Although Dragon City was in a disadvantageous position, it could still hold on. However, the middle-level forces of Holy Light Religion had shown an overwhelming advantage. In fact, in terms of the number of middle-level forces, Holy Light Religion was far above Dragon City Guards. It was only because Dragon City Guards had rich combat experience, coupled with the geographical advantage of the military camp area that they could barely hold on. However, after Holy Light Religion launched the traitors among Dragon City Guards, this balance was broken.
The outermost line of defense was soon broken through. Holy Light Religion, under the leadership of the Holy Knights, quickly broke into the inner line and engaged Dragon City Guards in close combat, quickly nibbling away the living space of the other side.
In the blink of an eye, the front line was on the verge of collapse.
"Hey, your men are being slaughtered, aren't you going to do something about it?"
In the sky, Faceless One lightly asked.
Bedivere simply disdained to respond. He rotated the inscription on his knight sword and continued to change his offensive, trying to capture the flickering trajectory of the opposite party. His opponent was Faceless One. Besides that, there was no need to consider anything else. At this time, if he was defeated because of distraction, it would only release a terrifying devil, which would be irresponsible to his comrades.
Seeing that his provocation was ineffective, Faceless One said, "Or do you have that much confidence in the inner line fortress?"
While speaking, Dragon City Guards have been forced into the innermost defensive circle by Holy Light Religion. Supported by the three fortresses, Bedivere's mansion was the last trump card in the military camp area.
When most of the Dragon City Guards retreated into the inner guards, the barracks area suddenly shook, and the three fortresses located in the core of the inner circle rose from the ground. The cyan bricks and stones seemed to have a life of their own, squirming like flowing water. The square-shaped fortresses rose from the ground and turned into giants made of bricks and stones.
These giants were extremely powerful alchemy life forms. Any one of them had the strength of a high order profession, and in the narrow battlefield, their lethality was unparalleled. They had infinite strength and swift action. After their transformation, they immediately swung their heavy fists and fiercely smashed the vanguard Holy Knights of Holy Light Religion, breaking their tendons and bones.
The fists of these giants were as big as a hill, and it just so happened that in order to compress the front line, the Holy Knights' formation was very dense. With one punch, more than a dozen people would turn into meat sauce. However, the giant's blue body was indestructible. Any Holy Light spell that hit it would be turned into nothingness, without the slightest effect.
Encountering such an opponent, the frontline legion of Holy Light Religion had a tendency to collapse. However, the morale of Dragon City Guards was greatly boosted, and they began to counterattack with all their might, unexpectedly pushing the frontline by a large margin! The original absolute disadvantage also faintly showed the hope of a comeback.
"Humph, decades of operation is indeed not easy. You've actually accumulated so many of these blue bricks blessed by the Holy Light, enough to build three fortress giants. Dragon City parish is indeed rotten, it needs to be purified. "
While suppressing Bedivere, Faceless One commented on the battlefield below with great interest.
"However, decades of operation is too long, do you think we really know nothing about these three giants? The blue bricks that are immune to Holy Light spell are made by our Holy Light Religion, do you think we don't have any backup plan? "
Bedivere didn't answer, but his knight's sword attack became more and more fierce.
At this time, a high ranking priest of Holy Light Religion suddenly stepped forward and loudly recited, "All the blessings in the world come from the Holy Light, and the will of the Holy Light leads everything! Those who steal from the Holy Light will not last long, and will be punished by the Holy Light! "
At the same time, the three bluestone fortress giants trembled violently. Each of the blue bricks that made up their body groaned in pain under the recitation of the high ranking priest.
The miracle of the Holy Light came from the Holy Light, and the priest, as the spokesperson of the Holy Light, naturally had the right to take back these miracles.
In just a moment, the three giants' bodies continued to soar up platinum balls of light. That was the blessing power of the Holy Light, and also the source of the Holy Light spell immunity. However, at this time, they have all been driven away.
Without the spell immunity, the bluestone fortress giants were just a large target. The Holy Light Religion priests rallied and bombarded the giants with a large number of spells, which soon drowned the giants. These valiant alchemy creatures uttered earth-shaking wails, but they were inevitably disintegrated little by little.
At this time, at the corner of the battlefield, a sorrowful old man said, "Madam Holy Maiden, please let me stop all this. This war … is meaningless. "
"Stop all this? Can you do it? " A sword-wielding Nine Regions cultivator chuckled and interjected, "Be careful not to get involved and lose your reputation."
"In any case, I must do my best to stop this tragedy from continuing!"
"You won't give up until you see the yellow river. Then go ahead and try, I'll be waiting to collect your corpse." Seeing that his persuasion was ineffective, the Nine Regions cultivator shrugged indifferently. "Looking forward to your good news."
The old man took a deep look at him, and then looked at the Holy Maiden whom he pledged allegiance to.
"Madam Holy Maiden, I'm going."
The Holy Maiden nodded. "Mm, I look forward to your peaceful resolution of this dispute."
Next to her, someone imperceptibly said to himself, "Peaceful? Aya, you're still too naive. "
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The situation on the battlefield once again tilted in the direction of Dragon City Guards. Under the intensive bombardment of spells, the three bluestone giants were bruised and on the verge of collapse. The morale of Dragon City Guards was greatly damaged and gradually pushed back.
And the fortress that originally formed the core of the inner defense line has stood up. Therefore, at this time, the inner defense line was tantamount to being defenseless. If they were once again overwhelmed by Holy Light Religion, there would be no possibility of reversing the situation on the battlefield.
However, just as the priests were ready to completely disintegrate the three bluestone giants, a white light soared into the sky, and the voice of Archbishop Rowan resounded in all directions.
"Children of the Holy Light, please stop!"
The battlefield fell into silence in an instant. The two warring sides coincidentally stopped and focused their attention on the Archbishop in the sky.
After attracting everyone's attention through the Holy Word Technique, Archbishop Rowan sighed and said, "This is a meaningless war. The one who started the war is the despicable and shameless devil who stole the Holy Light! We have been living in peace with Dragon City Guards for so many years, why would we inexplicably launch a lose-lose war? For decades, we have never been enemies. Even if we have different beliefs, we are still friends who live in the same world! Among us, how many of us have a friend from the opposite camp? Among us, how many of us secretly admire someone from the other camp? From the initial indifference, to the later gradual familiarity, and one day, we can become real brothers and sisters! So, why do we hurt each other? Why do we have to set off a reign of terror? Can any of you tell me, why? "
On the battlefield, everyone was shocked by this sudden turn of events, and everyone was silent.
"I know, it's because some despicable and shameless devil, in the name of the Holy City, forced you to fight each other, forced you to launch an unjust war! He forged the mark of the Holy City and has a powerful force. You are at a loss and can only obey his orders, but I … am imprisoned by him and can't show up to set things right. But now, it's all over! "
The voice of Archbishop Rowan echoed repeatedly in Dragon City.
As the person involved, Faceless One just sneered, as if he saw a barking wild dog, and then continued to attack Bedivere. However, Bedivere also didn't notice the existence of Rowan. His mind was completely devoted to the battle with Faceless One.
Along with the fierce fighting sound in the sky battlefield, the sound of dialogue gradually appeared on the battlefield. A moment later, a Dragon City Guard loudly shouted, "Stop? That's easy to say! So many people have died here, how can we stop? Can you bring them back to life? "
Yes, if the war hasn't started, it's fine if you show up to stop it. But now that the blood has flowed like a river, you still want everyone to stop fighting?
Who do you think you are?
Even the priests of Holy Light Religion, at this time, were somewhat bloodshot. No matter how high the prestige of Archbishop Rowan was, it was impossible for them to stop!
But Rowan was also secretly complaining. In the past, when he and Faceless One exchanged blows, he was seriously injured by the Holy Light spell. Later on, he was fortunately rescued by Wang Lu and indeed escaped with his life. However, not long after he knelt in front of Jeanne d 'Arc, his injury broke out and he fell unconscious. It wasn't until the war officially began and the Holy Light energy surged endlessly that he sensed it and Resuscitation came. Just a few minutes ago, at that time, the blood had already flowed like a river.
But now, he had no choice but to stop this fight.
"This war is not the will of any of you. You are just used by others, reduced to his sword and knife. If there is a sin, it should be blamed on the culprit who started this conspiracy! Look, he's still swaggering above your heads! "
Rowan tried his best to stimulate the power of Holy Light so that his voice could better stir people's hearts and induce their thinking.
"Children of Holy Light, please recognize your enemy and adjust the direction of your sword and knife! Elites of Dragon City, loyal servants of Holy Light, please put down your enmity, don't let your loved ones suffer and the enemy be happy! You have a common enemy, a common threat. At least now, at this moment, please join hands to eradicate the biggest villain! "
Upon hearing this, the people present were all moved.
For the people of Holy Light Religion, if not for this inexplicable Chief Inquisitor, who would be willing to fight against an opponent whose strength was almost the same as theirs? In Dragon City, they enjoyed the most luxurious life in the land of Brettonia, the safest environment — when there was a foreign enemy threat, it was always the Dragon City Guards, this group of coolies, to solve the problem. Eradicating heretics and the like has long been forgotten.
Of course, perhaps it was more in their interest for Holy Light Religion to dominate Dragon City. However, if this interest had to be exchanged with everyone's life, the price would be too big. Moreover, Faceless One's high-pressure policy also made them hesitant. In fact, until now, the performance of Holy Light Religion on the battlefield has not been positive. After being integrated by Faceless One, their comprehensive strength was several times that of the opponent, but in actual combat, their advantage was not so obvious.
For Dragon City Guards, this could be considered as a relief. First, they could integrate their strength to help their City Master deal with the strongest opponent, which was naturally good. At that time, even if Holy Light Religion wanted to continue the war, Dragon City would not be afraid. With Bedivere's free hand, it was enough to sweep the battlefield.
In just a few words, Archbishop Rowan successfully provoked the mood of the people present, and the focus of hatred gradually shifted to Faceless One.
However, in response to this, Faceless One just sneered.
"Is the show over? Then it's my turn to say something. "
While speaking, Faceless One in the sky split out an avatar. Although the avatar's power was only less than one percent of his, its disdainful momentum was not reduced in the slightest.
"You bunch of idiots, you're actually confused by the words of an apostate. Have your faith in Holy Light been fed to the dogs?"
Faceless One didn't care how great the hatred would be aroused by his vicious attack.
Because he had a killing move that could decide the universe.
"Your beloved former Archbishop Rowan is a member of the Priory of Zion."
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