The God of Knights' attack was blocked, and he could not help but frown.
His current state was not good. An attack like the one just now could not be casually performed. There needed to be a period of time between two attacks. On the one hand, it was to accumulate power, and on the other hand, it was to adjust his state.
"I'm old after all!"
The God of Knights, who was covered in armor, sighed secretly. If he was in his prime, such an attack would be at his fingertips, and he could launch it as many times as he wanted.
"How long has it been since the last time I fought with all my might? Ten thousand years? Twenty thousand years? I can't remember. It turns out that I'm so old that I can't even remember the time … "
The sigh in his heart did not slow his movements. He raised his sword again.
But at this moment, the sky suddenly changed color. More than a dozen Orcs with strong light descended from the sky, rushing towards him.
Although the Orc Gods were delayed for a while, they still managed to catch up.
Not only that, but they did not just run over without an army. Following closely behind, a crack appeared in the sky, and thousands of oracles rushed out. They formed a huge formation, exuding a terrifying aura, and rushed towards the God of Knights.
Since they were going to attack, they had to go all out. The Orc Gods did not care what price they had to pay. They only knew one thing: if they could not kill the God of Knights here, then the entire Orc God System would be disgraced. For the Orc race, which worshipped the strong, this was simply a disaster!
So, they did not care about anything else. Whether it was an incarnation or an oracle, they took out everything they could and fought with this old thing!
Today, either this old tin can was finished, or the Orc Gods would be slain. It was either you or I die. There was no third choice!
Even the bravest knight paled in horror at the sight of the Orc Orc Orc God's Emissary army charging over.
"Can we win?" Crick asked, his face pale.
The corner of Spencer's mouth twitched, and he replied in a low voice, "Don't dream in broad daylight! One or two is fine, but look at the number … "
Oracles were fighting tools made by the Gods with Divine Power. Some of them were made from high-level believers, while others were created out of thin air. No matter which one it was, there was one thing that was generally consistent.
Every oracle had at least reached the Legendary-level combat power.
Looking at the vast and endless army of oracles, which was a conservative estimate to be in the thousands, Spencer and Crick were already extraordinarily brave and tenacious for them to have the guts to use them to talk about things.
Seeing the Orc Gods and the Orc Army descending from the sky, the air forces of both sides hurriedly landed — or rather, fell. Anyway, it was more or less the same. Be it the flying magical beasts, eagles, or griffins, they were all scared out of their wits by the might of the Orc Gods and the Orc Envoys, and could not fly at all.
When they were about to reach the ground, the God of Knights smiled.
"Do you think you have a lot of people on your side?" He said to himself. "If you want to fight, I'll accompany you!"
The next moment, his whole body emitted a dazzling white light. The white light was like countless raindrops falling on the ground. Every drop of white light fell, there was a blurry figure standing up and quickly becoming clear.
Among these figures, there were the oracles who had accompanied him for a long time, who had fought countless times to protect humans without hesitation. There were also those who were loyal and tenacious, who had fought until the last moment to fulfill the faith of the knights. There were also the Holy Spirit Valkyries who had gone through countless battlefields and led the souls of the fallen warriors to the Holy Kingdom. They had even led them to wipe out the demons and monsters.
If someone came to the Holy Kingdom of the Human God System, the Country of Light, they would be surprised to see that the Holy Kingdom of the God of Knights was now empty. Not even a single oracle or believer was left.
Even the entire Holy Kingdom was constantly disintegrating, turning into endless white light that penetrated a long distance and fell to the ground. It became the power that supported the God of Knights, the Holy Spirit, the oracles, and the believers to fight.
In the Holy Kingdom of the God of Knights, there was not a single person who did not know how to fight. So when the army of the Orc Gods rushed over, they had already set up their battle formation.
There was not much difference in the number of the two sides, but the difference in quality was huge. The army of the Orc Gods was completely made up of oracles, but the main force of the army of the God of Knights was the believers. Even though most of his believers also had a certain amount of fighting power, compared to the army of orc oracles, whose lowest standard was the Legendary Realm, they were still far behind.
However, the God of Knights and his subordinates not only did not show any fear, but instead sang the war song loudly and launched a counterattack against the army of orcs!
The one who rushed at the front was impressively the God of Knights himself, riding a skinny old horse, wearing old and broken armor, and holding a simple long sword in his hand!
The next moment, battle cries shook the sky.
Not only were the oracles and believers of both sides fighting, but the mortals were also involved in this battle. At this moment, both the orcs and the humans were in a frenzy. The difference in strength? Their own safety? These had long been thrown out of their minds. There was only one thought in their minds, and that was to fight!
Fight! Defeat the enemy and obtain victory!
Of course, there were people who did not fall into a frenzy, such as the humans who did not believe in the God of Knights, or the Orc Emperor Junero Tiger himself.
Ignoring the latter who was alone, the former actually had quite a number of them.
That was the case for King Woods Igor of the Eagle Kingdom and the guards around him.
Originally, in the Eagle Kingdom, the belief in the God of Knights was quite popular. There were many believers of the God of Knights in the imperial guards that guarded the capital and the guards that guarded the king. But in the "Blood Stained Eagle Crown" rebellion and the subsequent purge more than 30 years ago, all the believers of the God of Knights and the God of Eagle were excluded. Some were killed, and more were sent to other troops. Now, in the army that guarded the capital of the Eagle Kingdom, Eagle Wing City, there was not a single soldier who believed in these two gods.
Although there were many people who were influenced by the arrival of the God of Knights and the great battle between humans and Orcs … such a fierce and magnificent battle, they rushed forward regardless of anything and rushed to the front line of the battle. However, at least most of the guards and King Woods himself did not do so.
The soldiers were busy reorganizing their formation, and Woods was thinking about what to do next.
Up until now, this battle had developed into a decisive battle between the God of Knights and the Orc Gods. As a mortal, even though he was a king, he seemed insignificant in this battle. Perhaps just a few oracles that rushed over would be enough to crush him and the guards that had suffered heavy losses in the previous battle.
… Just like before when the God of Knights arrived, his believers were resurrected from the dead, their morale greatly increased, and their strength soared. They launched a charge against the Orc Army.
At that time, the old general Norham, who led the heavy infantry and almost killed King Woods himself on the spot, was rushed over by a group of resurrected believers of the God of Knights. Even though he was courageous and killed many people in succession, in the end, he could not resist and fell down, never to stand up again. It was not known whether he was killed by a slash or trampled to death by a celestial warhorse.
This scene happened not far in front of King Woods, and he saw it clearly.
At that time, although he felt a little pleasure from revenge, he felt more fear.
And now, this fear was like dough that had been fermented for a whole night, and it had expanded several times.
What should I do?
He looked at the battlefield uneasily, his mind full of worry and fear. He even wanted to turn around and run far away.
At this moment, a voice that was once very familiar, one that rang in his nightmares countless times, came to him.
"Uncle, as a king, shouldn't you lead everyone to rush up and fight?"
Woods Igor suddenly turned around and saw a young man wearing black leather armor standing behind him with a smile. Although he was a little older and no longer had the immaturity of his youth, his appearance was clearly his nephew, Leon Igor!
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