[First Update]
Salin's Elemental Eye had unknowingly evolved into the Eye of the Soul, which allowed him to see more things. It was of great help in battle. Because it was an instinct of his own evolution, the consumption was more than a hundred times less than a normal Eye of the Soul.
Normal mages would try to use the Eye of the Soul for as short a time as possible, otherwise the power of the soul would be exhausted.
The recovery of soul power was more difficult than the recovery of spirit power. It was very dangerous to use up all of it in battle.
Salin destroyed Calon, and Raphael intercepting and killing the Divine Kingdom's Knights also had results. Because Salin's floating city had first destroyed the elite part of the Divine Kingdom's Knights and caused more than half of the casualties, there was not much suspense in the battle between the Insect Angels and the Metal Angels.
These Divine Kingdom's Knights were all powerful warriors, but they were somewhat inexperienced. After being attacked, they quickly collapsed.
Their counterattack was powerless, allowing Raphael to eliminate more than ten thousand Divine Kingdom's Knights at the lowest cost. Less than a thousand demons died in battle, and only three hundred Insect Angels died.
In the end, Raphael left three thousand believers behind and swaggered away. The believers were stunned, and the cardinals hidden among the believers could only lead the believers on a difficult trek. All the mounts were killed, and the corpses were taken away. The mountain road was rugged, and it was less than two hundred miles away. It would take the three thousand people three or four days to reach it.
These people were basically children, and they had almost no magic skills. There were less than a hundred mages hidden among them, and it was impossible to speed up the team.
In the sky, there were still Insect Angels watching the team. The mages also knew that if someone used magic, a second round of attacks would be launched.
Although they did not understand why the enemy left three thousand believers behind, the mages could only act according to the plan and take these young believers to Calon, hoping to summon a clone of the god.
The young believers, having witnessed the tragedy of the war with their own eyes, were already terrified. They had no idea what they were being summoned for, only that they were going to the holy land to pray.
But why were there a bunch of demons attacking them? Was the end of the world coming?
The team moved forward slowly, and on the third night, over a mountain ridge, the highest-ranking cardinal in the team saw Calon.
It was a ruin. The walls were still there, but everything in the city had been destroyed.
The floating city flew to a very high place, and they could only see a huge shadow in the sky, but couldn't see what was above.
"Followers of the God of Light, you have been summoned here to sacrifice your lives in exchange for the arrival of God. Please enter the city. "In the sky, Salin's voice came from afar.
Most of the young believers were at a loss, but a few of them were terrified and turned to flee.
What was a sacred sacrifice? They had heard of it. It was said that one would be beheaded or dismembered.
When the older children ran away, the younger children also came to their senses, but they did not dare to learn to run away. Instead, they sat on the ground and cried loudly.
Salin slowly descended from the floating city and looked at the children from a height of more than a hundred meters.
He said to the Cardinal in the team, "Are you responsible for killing them?"
The red-robed bishop was very young. Even though he had changed his appearance, he could not hide it from Salin, who had the Eye of the Soul. Salin shouted and released his domain. The red-robed bishop couldn't say a single word.
He had just advanced to Level Eight, so he was completely defenseless against a Level Eleven expert's Domain.
In the past, Salin's Domain had not been very useful because he had only faced powerful enemies. Now that he was facing an Level Eight mage, Salin felt that he could control the enemy's life and death at will.
Seeing that the mage was speechless, Salin said, "I'm here to send you into the city. I want to see what the arrival of a god's avatar will be like. As a mage, this is very attractive to me. "
Hearing Salin's words, the red-robed bishop simply made up his mind and said, "When the god arrives, it will be the time of your death. Are you sure you want to let us into the city?"
"Don't provoke me. I'm a mage, and I mean what I say.
Please, "said Salin as he turned and floated towards Cologne. His speed was very slow, as if he was really leading the way. In the observation of the Eye of the Soul, Salin was somewhat disappointed to find that, apart from the children who escaped, the young believers who stayed behind did not have pure souls and could hardly be called saints.
In contrast, the little girl he placed on the floating city seemed to be more in line with the standard of a saint.
Thinking of this, Salin frowned slightly. He did not mind that this little girl was a saint. Anyway, he wanted to see how powerful the avatar of the God of Light was. However, no matter how he used astrology, he could not divine whether the appearance of this little girl was a coincidence or an arrangement of fate.
If it was a coincidence, it did not matter. If someone was secretly fiddling with the trajectory of fate and making him keep this little girl, something was not right.
Salin secretly informed Neris, "Neris, let Shika move all the important things and people in Metatlin to the floating city. This time, there may be trouble."
He gave this order and did not intend to stop the believers from entering the city.
Salin had cultivated to this point, and it was already very difficult to advance quickly. His aptitude was not as good as his teacher's, only his soul was more special. However, if he wanted to grow the magic string, his speed was not much faster than that of ordinary mages. And this was under the situation where he had the power of the soul, and there were almost no obstacles to advancing before level fifteen.
Aptitude, a person's aptitude was innate. When Salin was young, he had suffered a lot, and his physical condition was quite bad. After he became a mage, it was not until he met Joey, who helped him refine the Water Elemental Body that his physical condition improved.
However, the Water Elemental Body was not something balanced, and Joey's power could not let Salin achieve much.
If not for the family badge that helped Salin absorb the power and impurities in his body every day, with Salin's quality, it was not very possible for him to advance to level seven.
Under Salin's pressure, the mages did not chase after the escaped children. They just took the remaining three thousand believers and walked down the hill, somewhat blankly following a mage to the stone house of a saint to summon the gods.
All of this seemed strange and inexplicable. The strong people who followed the team had been killed, and the remaining people did not know whether they should continue or not. Salin came to urge them.
These people could only listen to Salin. Otherwise, if this mage was angry, who knew what he would do.
Everyone had seen the tragic situation in Calon City, and no one would think that this young mage was a kind person who was easy to talk to.
Under the shadow of the floating city, the three thousand believers staggered in.
The mages were afraid of angering Salin, so they did not use illumination magic. Instead, they walked slowly in the shadows. Salin could see that these children's vitality had been greatly overdrawn. For the last journey, the mages stimulated the children's vitality, making them faster than healthy adults.
Anyway, they were all going to die, so there was no need to worry.
The city gate of Calon City had long been broken, and the believers walked in, trembling. Looking at the city up close, everyone felt a chill in their hearts.
Everything was gone. Except for the relatively sturdy ruins of the buildings, there was nothing else in the city.
The once bustling streets were gone, and churches had their spires cut off. The towering spires fell down, and some mages wrote insulting words on them.
Of course, this was what the mages saw. In reality, it was a prank by the Necromancers.
These familiars, imps, and demons did not have the slightest bit of respect for the gods. Since Salin did not restrain them, they wasted some low-level magic and scrawled all over the city.
Anyway, it was all things that made the believers' blood boil and lungs explode.
Perhaps there were also Necromancers who were afraid that the believers could not understand the complex words, so they drew many pictures on the broken walls. In the pictures, the God of Light was trampled under the feet of the demons and played with at will.
The level-eight cardinal's face was gloomy. These things were not for him, but for the gods. If the gods descended and saw this, would they be so angry that they would destroy the world?
This was simply a paradise for blasphemers.
Salin led these people to the saint's stone house. These people had not eaten or drunk for three days and three nights, and Salin did not intend to entertain them. Anyway, everyone's life potential was stimulated, and even if they did not die, they would live ten years less. It was the same whether they ate or not.
It was said that the purest believers fasted for more than three days before praying.
Passing through the ruins, the square in front had been refilled. On the square destroyed by the forbidden spell, only the stone house was intact. This made Salin think of giving up. The stone house was protected by the God of Light's divine magic, and it could only accommodate one person. This stone house had not been blessed with a second divine magic for thousands of years.
The divine magic from so long ago could still resist the forbidden spell. If the God of Light's clone descended, would it be beyond his control?
This thought only flashed and was thrown to the back of Salin's mind.
No matter how strong the God of Light was, he could only be a level-twelve god's clone in this plane. Level-Twelve, heh.
Salin looked up. The floating city in the sky slowly pressed down, and Neris's voice appeared in his mind.
"Master, the transfer has begun. Does the Temple Legion also need to be transferred?"
"You send them to the half-plane," Salin replied.
The Temple Legion was personally built by him. There were not many humans in it, and most of them were demons. However, the Temple Legion was also the most loyal army in Salin's hands. These people, he intended to be the seeds of the kingdom to breed future generations.
The better the soldiers, the stronger the children they gave birth to. Salin did not want to send them to the battlefield. These people and demons would be the ancestors of the Metatlin Kingdom's army in the future.
"Master, what about the defense of Metatlin?"
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