"Emotionless monsters, this isn't a world that belongs to you!"
When the Holy Knight's furious battle hammer glowed with blinding Holy Light, the representative of Holy Light on Earth, yet he was determined to attack the Angel of Order and Holiness in the sky, it had to be said that this was an indescribable mockery.
Devout faith transformed into a pair of blazing wings. The strongest Holy Knight and the Seraph viciously clashed against each other. Their boiling anger caused sparks to appear on the battle hammer and the flaming holy sword. In front of the strongest human, the Angel Leader Arcas, who was only a level 2 angel, only managed to block for an instant.
* Smack! * * Smack! *
Arcas swung his battle hammer. After two crisp sounds, apart from the beautiful holy sword, the Angel Leader's head also shattered.
Arcas' headless corpse fell to the ground. The Holy Light on the corpse's white wings began to dissipate, and the splattering red blood and golden hair told everyone that there was no foundational difference between angels and humans.
Arcas' headless armored corpse heavily crashed to the ground, and the shards of his holy sword also scattered all over the ground.
However, the angel army continued advancing in silence, as if they didn't see their leader die in battle. This was exactly what they had done not long ago on the battlefield. Nobody was special. If the commander died, the captain would take his place. If the captain's head was bitten off by a dragon, the next vice-captain would take his place.
They were cold-blooded, calm, and unafraid of sacrifice. These were the perfect war machines. They were the Gods' most trusted eldest sons — War Angels.
But at this moment, something changed.
The Holy Light job class members humbly called themselves servants of Holy Light, while the Angels were the God of Holy Light's God's Messengers. Now, the God's servants had killed the God's Messengers. This was the beginning of a rebellion. At this point, nothing could stop. Nobody could turn back.
In the sky, a high-level Holy Knight who could use Divine Arts to fly faced off against the Angel Leader. The underground war between humans and Gods had already begun. When justice and Order clashed, nobody would be able to stay out of this battle.
"Monsters, this world doesn't belong to you."
When a Holy Knight with justice in his heart wielded his battle hammer, what would those legendary angels amount to? They were nothing more than monsters with the ability to fly.
Battle hammers and swords became the main theme of the battlefield. Angels had no mercy or tolerance. Since their swords were already pointing forward, it was only natural that they would eliminate the traitor before them.
On the ground where the old man's blood flowed, the blood of the fallen angel also flowed down, mixing together, but there was no difference.
The Knight of Caso's war hammer smashed into the angel's armor. The impact of the war hammer caused his opponent to kneel on the ground. The large amount of internal organs that were spitting out of his mouth indicated that he was not going to survive. Before Caso could find his next target, the holy spear in mid-air pierced through him.
As a Legend-ranked Holy Knight, he was unwilling to be left alone. He charged towards the angel closest to him, and in the next instant, Holy Light fireworks dazzled everyone's eyes. The radiance of the explosion shot into the clouds, leaving only the purple crystal war hammer in the middle of the crater.
However, Caso's treatment wasn't limited to just one. Ordinary Holy Knight wouldn't be able to resist against these Battle Angels who were armed to the teeth. Humans called Gold-ranked warriors "Masters," but for angels, this was the level of a child. They were on completely different levels from the very start.
"Angel Wings", "Wings of Holy Light", and other similar flying divine arts could only be mastered by a Gold-ranked Holy Knight or higher. Fighting angels in the air was probably the most foolish decision in the world.
The high-level warriors from both sides fought in the sky, but most of those who died were ordinary mortals. One side was a well-trained army, while the other side was a newly formed army of powerful individuals. Even without mentioning individual power levels, the difference in training between the two sides was far too obvious.
Out of the three to four hundred warriors who chose the path of justice, less than fifty had reached the Gold-rank, and the number of Legend-ranked warriors had only just reached the double digits. Meanwhile, the enemy had more than five hundred Legend-ranked angels. The difference in power level between the two sides was far too obvious.
After the high-level Holy Knight who could fly was eliminated, the remaining Holy Knight and ordinary warriors were nothing more than target practice. Holy Light spears and thrown Holy Swords were incredibly lethal at this moment. Holy Knight after Holy Knight was instantly killed on the spot.
The mortal guardians became so helpless against these Gods' warriors. The calamity had arrived far too quickly. The mortals weren't prepared to face the immeasurable future calamity yet.
Estrada just happened to see this scene from the corner of his eye. However, his heart was bleeding.
"Caso, you still have two children at home, Albina …"
However, it was a pity that even as he watched his disciples fall one after another, it was impossible for him to save them. He didn't even have the time to think. As the "number one traitor," all the angels viewed him as a key target, and he was currently being surrounded and killed by angel captains.
"City of Holy Light."
Caso's Soul Image immediately ended the moment he opened it. The world's dimensional laws that greatly increased the power of Holy Light had only been opened for an instant, but it was almost as foolish as aiding the enemy. How could an ordinary Holy Knight possibly compare to an angel from Heaven when it came to controlling Holy Light?
The Holy Knight's usual opponents were villains, undead, and demons. Their Holy Light would always be of great help to them. However, they were currently facing a terrifying angel with a high affinity for Holy Light. Holy Light balls and Holy Light Judgement, which would be miraculously effective against evil in the past, would either be absorbed by the angel's armor or leave a shallow wound.
The Holy Knights' attacks were easily predicted and seen through. Their attacks that were infused with Holy Light weren't even as effective as normal physical attacks. Meanwhile, the Holy Knights were pure killing machines. The Holy Flames of their two-handed Sacred Swords would kill any human they encountered.
While the "traitors of the Holy Light Church" were dealt a major blow and seemed like they could be defeated at any moment, the "bystanders" of the Holy Light Alliance were internally conflicted.
Ebor Caso was an elite Holy Knight (a warrior who was loyal to the Gods). Although his lack of Holy Light made it impossible for him to become a Holy Knight, he had always wanted to become a Holy Knight since he was young. He had volunteered to participate in this Holy War, but now, his faith was shaken.
"The justice in my heart? The Gods' justice? Is it the Gods' guidance or the kindness in my heart that's guiding me down this path? "
Anyone with even the slightest bit of rationality would know that slaughtering ordinary civilians was shameful. But slaughtering two million people? No matter which lunatic the executor was, that lunatic would probably be remembered as a great disgrace in history.
Perhaps this was the reason why believers couldn't get too close to the Gods, and why the Gods' prophecies were always vague. If the Gods got too close, the Gods would lose their mysterious veil, and there would even be conflicts between the Gods' will and reality.
"Why would the God of Holy Light make such a decision? Why? Could it be that human lives are nothing more than ants in the Gods' eyes? In that case, what exactly is the faith that we've been in contact with all this time? "
Anyone with even the slightest bit of conscience would be asking this question in their hearts, but they wouldn't be able to get an answer. Out of all the humans present, perhaps only Estrada, who was currently in a bitter battle, truly knew the reason.
It wasn't that he was wise or farsighted. It was that the man who prophesied a massacre in the letter in front of his chest also gave an explanation.
"… So far in the Holy War, far too few people have died. Do you still remember what I told you about the source of the Holy War? Once the wheat is ripe, it's naturally time to harvest it. The Source of Order desires for a large number of souls to fall into the Cycle of Reincarnation during the Holy War. Due to certain reasons, far too few people have died, and it's naturally better for heretics to die than its own people to die. "
"If a God of Order wants to advance further or just wants to maintain his current position, it's impossible for him to refuse the will of the Source of Order. It's just like how even the Demon Princes are unable to refuse the demands of the Chaos Abyss. The God of Holy Light who has given up on himself is the easiest puppet to control."
However, that man's words weren't just to give Estrada an explanation.
"That's why, when there's an excuse to save face and actual benefits, a massacre will definitely occur. Those angels that suddenly descended have already proven the God of Holy Light's decision. Even if you can stop those mortals from slaughtering you, it'll still be meaningless. That's because in the current world, if the God of Holy Light really wants to make a statement, nobody will be able to stop the strongest existence in the Order Faction. That's why I suggest that you be smarter and take care of yourself … Forget it, just pretend that I didn't say anything. If you were as' wise 'as I said, you wouldn't have reached such a stage. "
The angels were getting closer and closer, so Estrada didn't have the energy to think too much. This wasn't the first time he had done such a foolish thing, but there had never been a time when he felt more despair than now.
"Oh Holy Light, could it be that you still have feelings for the humans who have worshipped you for so many years? Perhaps it's just as Roland said: Holy Light is Holy Light, and the God of Holy Light is the God of Holy Light. "
Estrada, who still had a youthful appearance, was asking himself this question in his mind. What he saw was a group of angels that covered the entire sky. At this moment, he had never felt that the angels that always decorated the ceilings of every church would be so annoying, nor did he feel that these winged birdmen would be so disgusting.
Estrada wouldn't hesitate in the slightest about entering a land of death. The only thing he regretted and hesitated about was that he had allowed those young lives to accompany him into such a dangerous situation.
"Since Holy Light isn't that effective against these angels, then …"
Suddenly, Estrada raised his battle hammer as he flew in midair. A high density of Holy Light gathered on it, and the next instant, the hammer transformed into countless meteors that struck countless … Holy Knights.
That's right, Holy Knights, not the angels.
"Angels' Twelve Octaves Blessing … I've never thought that there would be such an ironic moment. Perhaps I should change the name of this Divine Art."
Body strengthening, agility strengthening, regeneration, senses strengthening, evil dispelling, protection of justice, Holy Healing, Holy Light Soaring, and so on. More than ten types of blessing spells were gathered in a single ray of Holy Light. The most important ones were the most basic healing abilities and soaring spells of Holy Light.
The Holy Knights who were lying on the ground with holes in their chests stood up with expressions of disbelief. They covered their already healed wounds, and the wings of light on their backs gave them the ability to fly.
As for those who died in battle … sorry, this world wasn't a game. Even the strongest Holy Knight didn't have the ability to revive.
Estrada simultaneously cast multiple support Divine Arts on several hundred people, including high-level Divine Arts such as Holy Light Soaring and Holy Healing. Not only did he break the human race's all-time record for casting Divine Arts, he also fell into a temporary decline.
And the scene in front of them exceeded the angels' expectations. Even though angels were a race favored by gods and were born with divine talent, divine arts had been passed down on the ground for so many years, and the scene in front of them was beyond their understanding.
But if they considered retreating in the face of a powerful opponent, they wouldn't be qualified Battle Angels. They would never know fear or hesitation.
The angels took advantage of the fact that their opponents were distracted and got into a battle formation in midair to deal with high-level demons. Battle Angels wielding Holy Flame Swords stood at the very front, while Angels with spears in the middle assisted with sniping, while Divine Art casters chanted at the back.
Just Estrada alone was enough to stall over a hundred angels. This was a combat strength comparable to over a hundred dragons.
"Holy Flame Hell."
This wasn't true fire, but high-intensity Holy Light. In this area, the undead and demons would spontaneously combust, while the angels who thought that they wouldn't be harmed inexplicably turned into fireballs in midair.
The old Holy Knight's control over Holy Light far surpassed these low-level angels. He could use his Holy Light to detonate the power of Holy Light in an enemy's body. Perhaps this would also be effective against a Holy Knight, but this was obviously a forbidden technique.
When the strongest Holy Knight gave up all his worries and attacked with full power, the entire sky began to burn, and the angels also turned into torches in the Holy Fire. When the old Holy Knight decided to guard the sky here, even angels wouldn't be able to pass through this area.
The Archangels who had been chanting behind the angels finally finished their chants. A pillar of light suddenly rose into the sky, but nothing happened after that.
"Did I fail?"
The next instant, Estrada learned that he had guessed incorrectly. From this moment onward, he was actually unable to sense Holy Light.
That's right. At this moment, the God of Holy Light received the report and cut off Estrada's control over Holy Light. The instant that Estrada lost his power, he started falling from midair. The young Estrada's appearance rapidly aged. Without the protection of Holy Light, his lifespan was reaching its end. What was even more fatal was the burning Holy Light sword right in front of him.
"Holy Forbidden Spell # 97: Holy Light Deprivation. This is a Divine Spell specially prepared for the fallen angels. You should be proud to be the first human to receive this Divine Spell. "
Estrada wasn't the only one who received such treatment. The "traitors" on the ground also suddenly lost the protection of Holy Light. The devout believers of the God of Holy Light had their source of power taken away by their God.
Even though he was in such a dire situation, Estrada smiled. Ever since he made this decision, he had never thought that this day would come. And when he was finally betrayed by the God of Holy Light whom he had believed in for so many years, he felt unprecedentedly relaxed.
"In that case, the 'great' God of Holy Light (another name for the God of Holy Light) shall show you the light that belongs to mortals."
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