There was always a gap between reality and ideals.
For example, a young author resigned and devoted himself to the online literature industry. His ideal was to write 30,000 words a day and earn 200,000 a month. But in fact, he might not even write 10,000 words a day. Not only did he not earn 200,000 a year, but he was also sent to the hospital …
Another example was Sui Xiong, who was very confident in his painting skills. If he had traveled to the Tang and Song Dynasties, he might have become a famous artist with his painting skills, leaving behind a legend that was enough to complement the story of "the finishing touch." But he had transmigrated to this world, and he had even become a huge jellyfish …
Back to the battlefield here, the gap between ideals and reality was that although Woods Igor was equipped with the three Eagle artifacts and had a legendary priest cast a whole set of enhancement spells on himself, it could not make up for the gap in strength between him and Norham.
Oh, it more or less made up for it a little. At least he fought with Norham for nine rounds before he was smashed away by an ax.
"What a useless thing!" Norham did not chase after him. As a heavy soldier, he was really not good at chasing after the enemy. So after he smashed Woods away with the ax, he just stood there and laughed. "Compared to your father, you are an insult to the three Eagle artifacts!"
He was really qualified to say this. In the past, he had fought with Woods' father more than once. In other words, every time the three Eagle artifacts showed their power, he was mostly the one fighting.
More than half of the wounds on his body were caused by the Sword of Eagle.
As an old rival of the King of Eagle Kingdom and the old rival of the Sword of Eagle, his criticism was strong and powerful, leaving Woods speechless.
Well, he was vomiting blood and could not speak.
"Quick! Protect His Majesty! "
"Retreat! Retreat! Retreat! "
The King was smashed away and vomited blood. The royal guards suddenly panicked. They were in a mess. Some hurried to Woods' side and tried to protect him with their bodies. Some hurriedly adjusted the formation and led the troops to retreat. They wanted to quickly send His Majesty to a safe place to rest.
The Golden Crown Eagle flag swayed and was about to turn around and retreat after a while.
When that time came, the army would be defeated like a landslide.
At this moment, a figure appeared outside the Main Plane, at a place closest to the battlefield.
It was a knight riding a scrawny old horse. He wore tattered armor, and both he and his horse looked listless. He looked extremely shabby and downtrodden.
Even so, no one dared to look down on him. At least a dozen figures appeared one after another the moment he appeared, wanting to block his path.
However, they were still one step too late. They could only watch as the shabby old knight entered the main plane on that old horse that seemed like it could collapse at any time.
"How is it possible!" Bigpister screamed. "Isn't he a great Divine Power? How can you enter the main plane?! "
As everyone knew, the Goddess of Life had left behind a wonderful enchantment on the Main Plane. Any god above the level of a weak Divine Power would be killed by the Divine Power Thunder that descended from the sky once they entered the Main Plane. There were no exceptions.
This standard was not only effective for gods, but also for all kinds of powerful creatures and even lifeless bodies.
If you wanted to step into the Main Plane, you either had to set a seal to suppress your power to this standard, or you had to temporarily create a small world to cover yourself to avoid real contact with the Main Plane.
Otherwise, you would have to wait for the Divine Power Thunder to destroy your soul!
However, the God of Knights had broken through this limit. He was obviously a great Divine Power, but he had actually stepped into the Main Plane and was not killed by the Goddess of Life's thunder!
How … how was this possible?!
There was an uproar in the Pantheon temple. Many gods stood up and looked at the God of Knights, who was sitting on the chair and seemed like he could die at any time.
"Your Majesty, the Master of Order! This is against the order! "Lefon finally couldn't maintain his demeanor and jumped up and shouted.
The Master of Order, who rarely got up, stood up and looked back at the God of Knights. Then he seemed to understand something and sighed softly.
"He did not violate the order," he said. "Now Astoril is only a weak Divine Power."
The gods were stunned. Only then did they realize that the God of Knights' seat was already quite far back in the Pantheon temple. This meant that his divinity had fallen to the level of a weak Divine Power.
But … how was this possible?!
How could a former great Divine Power, a peerless strongman who once single-handedly defeated the entire Orc God System, be reduced to this point?
Lefon was stunned for a while before he finally came back to his senses. He shouted, "You did it on purpose! You deliberately stripped away your priesthood and let your divinity fall so that you could avoid the restrictions and step into the Main Plane! "
The God of Knights did not answer. He just sat there in silence.
Outside the Main Plane, the Orc Gods looked at each other and didn't know what to do.
When the God of Knights stepped into the human world, he must go straight to the battlefield. Even if he was only a weak Divine Power, his believers were all on the battlefield at the moment. A god and his believers fighting side by side, how terrifying would that be!
In theory, the Orc Gods could also strip away their priesthood and let their divinity fall to the level of a weak Divine Power. Then they could rush to fight the God of Knights. However, not to mention whether they could do such a thing in an emergency, stripping away a priesthood was an extremely painful thing for a god. After that, they would be considered strong and strong-willed if they only rested for three to five days. How could they rush to fight the God of Knights after stripping away their priesthood? Even if they wanted to die, this was not the way to do it!
While they were thinking hard, the God of Knights had already galloped forward on his horse. Many of his believers were on the battlefield over there. With the connection of faith, he crossed the entire sky with his horse in an instant and arrived at the center of the battlefield.
Coincidentally, he appeared on the battlefield where Spencer and Crick were fighting. And when he appeared, he set off a strong wind with a strong pressure, blowing away all the Orcs who were about to break through the battlefield.
After landing, he turned his head and saw that the battlefield was covered in blood. The loyal and brave warriors of the Church of the God of Knights were lying on the ground in disorder. Most of them were dying, and only a few could barely stand up.
He waved his sword, and a warm light fell. Not only did those who could still stand immediately recover their health and strength, but even those who were injured recovered instantly. Even the knights who had just died were resurrected. They looked around blankly, not knowing what had happened.
But the connection of faith between the god and his believers immediately made them understand what had happened.
The god they believed in, the home of their souls, the great knight that they had worshipped and eulogized since childhood, had personally come to the human world!
Spencer's eyes were filled with tears. He was so excited that he even threw away his sword. He hugged Crick and shouted, "It's His Majesty! His Majesty has come personally! He has come personally to help us! "
"Let … let go … I … I'm going to be strangled … to death … by you …"
When Spencer came back to his senses and quickly let go, Crick's face was already pale from being strangled. He could barely breathe, and he almost died.
He was also miserable. He didn't die in the fierce battle just now, but he was almost strangled to death by his overjoyed friend when dawn came.
"I didn't know until today how beautiful the air is, and how happy it is to be able to breathe it …"
Ignoring Crick, who was sitting on the ground and gasping for breath, the God of Knights glanced at the believers, smiled slightly, and pulled out his sword.
His sword was simple and unadorned, without any decoration. It was like a second-rate blacksmith in an ordinary town had casually made it to deal with a rookie.
He raised his sword to the sky, and endless white light fell from the sky, falling on every believer of the God of Knights on the battlefield. It healed the living, revived the dead, and gave them endless courage. It made them understand that the god they believed in had come and wanted to fight side by side with them.
For a moment, the believers of the God of Knights cheered in unison. Their cheers joined together and suppressed the sounds of killing on the battlefield.
The next moment, the God of Knights waved his sword and pointed at the Orcs' position.
All the believers of the God of Knights cheered and roared together. Those who were still alive held their weapons tightly, and those who had just been resurrected picked up a weapon casually. They charged towards the Orcs' position.
Almost all the believers of the God of Knights on the Main Plane who had a certain amount of strength were gathered here. Originally, they were only regarded as abandoned pawns, but now, they were the protagonists of this war!
"Forward! Forward! "
"Charge! Attack! Victory! "
"Kill those Orcs!"
"Fight for the glory of His Majesty!"
"I have no regrets in my life!"
Many of the knights sang the hymn of the Church of the God of Knights in unison. It was a hymn for the original God of mankind and for the old knights who protected mankind.
For a long time, the knights had been singing such hymns. They fought hard in difficult battles and fell one by one. Even though they had no regrets, they didn't have no regrets.
But today, the God they were singing about had come! He had come to fight side by side with them!
The songs joined together and turned into a battle cloud that soared into the sky.
Under the flag of the Orc Emperor, Emperor Junero frowned deeply and clenched his fists tightly. He didn't know what to do.
"How could this be?!" He roared in a low voice. He was as restless as a tiger in a cage, but there was nothing he could do. "What should I do?!"
Outside the Main Plane, the Orc Gods were also desperately trying to think of a solution.
They had to hurry because if they didn't hurry, they would definitely lose this war.
"That's right! We also have weak Divine Power! " Lefon's eyes suddenly brightened. He looked at a few Gods who had always lacked a sense of existence in the Orc God System.
Those few Gods suddenly panicked and hurriedly begged for mercy.
Although they could freely enter and exit the Main Plane, with their abilities, how could they fight against the God of Knights?
Hehe.
Lefon immediately reacted and understood that this idea was not reliable at all. He sighed deeply.
"Send your incarnation," he said helplessly. "That old man looks like he's about to die. There are so many of us, all young and strong. Even if we send our incarnations to fight against him, we will exhaust him to death!"
This was really the only way. At first glance, the incarnation of a God could fight, but in reality, there was a huge gap between it and the original body. Perhaps when facing rookie Gods like Sui Xiong, there was not much difference between the incarnation and the real body. But when facing the God of Knights, who was older than more than 90% of the Gods, sending the incarnation to fight was simply sending himself to death. He would use his precious divine power to exhaust the old man's physical strength.
This exchange was a huge loss!
Seeing that even His Majesty the Master God was going to send an incarnation to fight, those few weak Divine Powers couldn't sit still and asked for help. But since Lefon had already decided to sacrifice a lot to exhaust the God of Knights, how could he risk the death of his subordinates by letting them participate in the war?
So with a flash of light, the incarnations of the Orc Gods appeared in the human world one after another and rushed towards the battlefield.
This was originally just a war between Orcs and humans, but it had finally evolved into a war between the Gods.
One God against a God System.
Just like a long, long time ago, when humans were just born.
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