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In the surrounding branches of the cave, countless monsters also disappeared with the death of the Diablo God's messenger.
Dinicio was at a loss. Before the Diablo God's messenger released the ultimate skill, he had a premonition of the impending crisis. He subconsciously did not warn the messenger and escaped from the cave.
He had never thought of abandoning the messenger of the gods. At that time, it was as if he was bewitched by some magic skill, or rather, it was simply a choice deep in his heart.
How long could a skill last? With the existence of Fireball, if it could not ignite the target, it could last for about twelve seconds. Some level-nine spells could last for up to several hours. There were even some spells that could last for more than three days.
Dark Disintegration was a powerful divine spell that lasted for up to ten minutes. Compared to some level-nine spells, it was much shorter. Because the attack power of this divine spell was so strong that it could last for more than a minute within the range of Dark Disintegration in the Myers Continent.
This was a powerful level-thirteen divine spell. The level twelve God of Light's messenger only had the power of level eleven. In less than ten seconds, he was killed in the cave.
Dinicio stood outside the cave, his mood indescribable. The messenger's life signs had completely disappeared. Dark Disintegration was an offensive divine spell, not a control divine spell. Dinicio relied on the power of the Crown of Thorns to perceive what was happening inside the cave.
This divine spell would last for a while. Should he leave? Or …
Something in Dinicio's heart was stirring uncontrollably. Everything else in this cave would disappear, but the Shard of Godhood would not. With the Shard of Godhood, he would have the hope of becoming a fake god in the future.
As soon as this thought emerged, Dinicio felt his body burning. It was desire.
He was shocked by this thought. If he became a fake god, wouldn't he be betraying the God of Light?
The God of Light said, "There can be no other gods except me."
A fake god was still a god. He had a godly fire, a Shard of Godhood, and could barely build a divine kingdom. If he became a fake god, wouldn't he be betraying his belief of nearly a hundred years!
In Dinicio's heart, another voice sounded at the same time.
Compared to a hundred years of belief, a fake god's endless lifespan was the most important!
Between a hundred years and an unlimited lifespan, how should he choose?
Dinicio gripped the Scepter of God's Grace so tightly that his knuckles bulged and his veins popped out. An hour passed just like that, but Dinicio still hadn't left. He stared at the empty interior of the cave. The two Oracles were no longer there, and the only thing left was the huge black rock.
Dinicio walked into the karst cave and flew into the air. He saw the shard of divinity shining on the huge black rock.
Nothing could stop him anymore. Dinicio flew toward the black rock and landed on it. He picked up the shard of the Godhead and put it into his space equipment as if nothing had happened.
He couldn't just leave it here. If someone else took it, that person would completely become a believer of the God of Light. However, how was he going to explain this to the other two Oracles? Dinicio did not leave immediately. Instead, he fell into deep thought.
His God's Might Seal was gone, and the God's Emissary had disappeared. It was impossible for him to lie about this. But handing over the Divine Spark Shard? Would the other two Oracles be the same as this dead Oracle and want to betray God?
He couldn't hand it over, absolutely not!
Dinicio actually started to mutter to himself. He even forgot that the battlefield in Guderian City was still anxiously waiting for him.
The Seed of Divine Fire. There would be a Seed of Divine Fire here. Dinicio had read many books on theology. No one in the Church could compare to him. The Divine Fire of a fallen God would be extinguished, but the seed would not disappear. Even if only a seed the size of an element was left, it would eventually burn and illuminate the entire God Kingdom.
Dinicio refused to leave even after a long time. He was thinking hard about how to solve this problem. Outside Guderian City, the army of the Church, which was preparing to attack, was somewhat disorderly. Dinicio's order was to wait for him to arrive before launching the main attack. However, the enemy's reinforcements were about to arrive.
On the Metatlin Kingdom's side, there were already more than five armies heading towards the border. Inland from the Qin Yin Kingdom, a small army was also advancing towards Guderian City. This army only had about a thousand people. However, almost all of the Church's troops they encountered along the way were annihilated.
This army was the Ebola Personal Guards led by Salin.
There were a total of 1,200 people. They encountered hundreds of battles along the way. Towards the end, the Church's troops had already started to take the initiative to stop and attack them. Just like that, less than a hundred of the 1,200 people died in battle when they were about to reach Guderian City.
It was not that this army was extremely powerful. It was because Carrie and the accompanying Spellcasters had a terrifying number of scrolls in their hands. They could cast spells as if they were free.
The Church's army was mostly made up of small troops of a thousand to two thousand people. There would be a few Divine Masters among them. On Salin's side, there were elite troops fully equipped with magic equipment. There were more than 20 Spellcasters, half of which were Magic Shooters.
More importantly, Salin had the Drum of Fear. He was in a hurry to get to Guderian City. Thus, whenever he encountered an enemy, he would take out the Drum of Fear and attack. If the enemy was too strong, he would immediately release the pests in the drum.
The pests were all around level six creatures. What about the soldiers? Most of the Church's soldiers were farmers. Although the elite troops were terrifying, there were less than two hundred of them in a troop of a thousand people.
Salin killed his way to Guderian City. Because most of the troops had been gathered in Guderian City and the center of the north, Salin killed his way there. By the time the Church's people had gathered, he was already a few hundred miles away.
Carrie finally understood why Salin had acted that way when he sparred with her. In Salin's battles, there was no such thing as holding back. Salin would not show mercy to an enemy who stood in his way. Carrie even sensitively thought that if she were to fight Salin again, Salin would do the same thing. As for whether her mask would work again, it was not within Salin's consideration. Salin would release two Death Strikes in a row to prevent her from escaping again.
No wonder the Church wanted to deal with this king. Such a ruthless enemy with such a terrifying speed of growth. If Salin was not killed soon, he would probably be planning to build an empire. If an empire opposed the Vatican, it would be another Qin Yin.
Salin himself did not feel that it was all that ruthless. The killing on the battlefield gave him much less psychological pressure than destroying Iron Wall City. Even if he died, he would not have anything to complain about. This was a battlefield.
The entire north of Qin Yin was engulfed in the flames of war. Along the way, many villages had been burned. Although the God of Light loved his believers, his believers obviously did not love their own kind.
Most of the villages in Qin Yin had fortresses. These fortresses were not seriously damaged. The Church's army used vicious tactics. They first wiped out the villages, then besieged the fortresses and threw poisonous substances into them.
Most of the people the Church killed were farmers, soldiers of nobles, and regular troops. They would not be stationed in such small fortresses. In Salin's eyes, this behavior was a miniature version of the Iron Wall City, and it had been copied countless times by the people of the Church.
The people of Qin Yin did not graze inland. Most of the livestock in the villages were chickens, ducks, and pigs. Along the way, Salin didn't see any survivors, nor did he see any livestock that survived. He did see many bones, enough for the Winged Skeletons to create an army of the dead.
There was no such thing as a just war. In a war, one could only choose sides, not right or wrong.
To the Church, those who did not believe in the God of Light were very barbaric and stupid. They were no different from animals. The believers of the Church were instilled with this idea from a young age. When starting a Holy War, the Pope could easily gather millions of troops.
The Tanggulas Empire was the most populous country. Including the Duchy of Divine Grace, there were two hundred million people. More than half of these two hundred million people were believers. Every one of them was willing to go to the battlefield and fight for their god. That way, when they died in battle, they could enter the Kingdom of Heaven. It was much easier than praying for their whole life.
Salin was very anxious. They were advancing too slowly. If not for the one thousand guards, he would have reached Guderian long ago. But these one thousand people were still very meaningful to Salin. Leading this army, he saw a classic example of the cooperation between Spellcasters and soldiers.
Even without him, this army could defeat any army with less than ten thousand people.
Luckily, this was a real cavalry. Every soldier rode a warhorse that would be specially provided to the officers elsewhere. These warhorses, which were equivalent to Level Three Magical Beasts, could run continuously and carry loads. They were not ordinary horses. Salin saw that these one thousand people were not prepared to change horses.
Because Salin lacked horses, the army was mainly infantry. These warhorses made Salin very envious.
Most of the crops grown on the Golden Plains were not crops, but special crops to feed the warhorses. Sacred Rock City was naturally responsible for the Glücos Family's food.
On this day, they arrived at a place two hundred miles away from Guderian City. To the south of Guderian City, the five hundred thousand troops of the Church had lined up a few dozen miles wide.
The construction of the camp was sparse because they were afraid of large-scale magic attacks from Spellcasters. After Alchemy City entered the war, the Church's army had suffered a few losses. Usually, three to five Magic Shooters could kill tens of thousands of soldiers.
"Jia Lin, Dinicio did not appear. What do you think we should do?" Salin said to Jia Lin, looking at the camp in the distance. Jia Lin did not have a skill like Elemental Eye, so she did not know what Salin was looking at. Salin was observing to see if he could attack the camp of the Church's army with the Drum of Fear.
Jia Lin also stopped on the hill. She thought for a moment, then said, "Salin, what do you think?"
Ebola had stopped Jia Lin before they left, letting Salin make the decision as long as he did not fly back to Guderian City alone and willingly become the bait. Now, Salin had killed god knows how many people of the Church along the way, but Dinicio had not appeared. If they continued forward, they would reach the Church's camp. These one thousand people could not kill their way through the camp and into the city.
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