While the Sun God and the God of Light were fighting fiercely at the place where Cloud City used to be, the God of Knights was also leading an army of extremely strengthened saints, oracles, and believers to fight against the army of the Orc Gods.
As far as the situation was concerned, there was not much difference between the two sides. Although the army of the Orc Gods was large in number, in a battle with legendary strongmen as soldiers, the difference in numbers was not the biggest problem.
Because the legendary strongmen were not suitable for large army battles.
Really, they were not suitable at all.
The power of the legendary strongmen was too strong, so much so that when they fought, they needed a relatively large area to be able to fully use their abilities. They were not suitable for fighting in formations like an army, but for fighting one-on-one, or sweeping the enemy's entire army like a storm, or as the core of the army, leading the whole army in battle.
When their status was reduced to that of an ordinary soldier, when their fighting space was greatly reduced, not only could they not fully use their power, but there was an obvious overlap and conflict between each other's power. Out of ten of their power, at least fifty to sixty percent was spent on resolving the power conflicts between their comrades.
This problem was very obvious in the army of the Orc Gods. The oracles of the Orc Gods were very different in terms of profession and power. Even if they wanted to cooperate and cooperate, it was very difficult to do so. On the contrary, no matter how carefully they avoided it, the conflict of power continued to happen. In their formation, explosions and roars came one after another, which made the few senior oracles in command very anxious.
But on the side of the God of Knights, the situation was much better. Almost all of the army under his command were knights. Although because of the slight difference in their respective attributes, there was also the problem of power overlapping and conflict, at least on the whole, it was still the same.
Not only that, because most of them were knights, there was no difference in their fighting style. They could cooperate very well and form a complete battle formation.
So even though the Orc God's Oracle Army was more powerful than the God of Knights' temporarily infused Divine Power into the Orc God's army, the knights had an absolute advantage in terms of fighting skills, strength coordination, and formation maintenance.
Both sides had advantages, and the result was a balance.
The Orc Oracles formed a messy army and swept over like a tidal wave. The knights, shrouded in white light, roared and formed small cone-shaped squads that tore through the tide like sharp blades.
In the next moment, the formations of both sides collided without any fancy moves, and at least a hundred Legendary powerhouses were torn and shattered in an instant, turning into countless light spots.
However, after a short while, they reappeared in their respective camps.
Divine Envoys were immortal. As long as they had enough Divine Power, they could revive as many times as they wanted.
While the oracles were fighting, the God of Knights and the incarnations of the Orc Gods were also fighting fiercely.
At that moment, the God of Knights did not look old at all. His movements were not fast, but every move and every movement was well-practiced. There was not the slightest bit of excess. Although it was one against many, he didn't seem to be at a disadvantage.
The old horse under his command also seemed to be rejuvenated. It neighed and galloped, running faster than the wind. Although the Orc Gods had the advantage in numbers, they couldn't catch up with him at all. Instead, he broke through them again and again. The God of Knights also took the opportunity to swing his sword and kill more than once, killing several incarnations of the Orc Gods.
When the incarnations were killed, the original body would feel pain as well, and it would be seriously injured. The Orc Gods who had their incarnations killed all cried out in pain. Those with weaker divine power turned pale and lost the ability to fight for a while.
But the Orc Gods had the advantage in numbers, especially Lefon and the others. They were strong powerhouses with extremely high levels. Even if they were using incarnations to fight the original body, it would not be easy for the God of Knights to kill them.
After a few attacks and a few fights, he only managed to defeat the Orc Gods with medium or lower levels of power. The main Gods, led by Lefon, did not suffer any obvious damage.
"You really are old!" A smile finally appeared on Lefon's face. "Today, you will die here!"
At his command, the oracles of the Orc Gods immediately followed the call of the high-level oracles. They gave up the idea of reorganizing the formation and rushed forward like a swarm of bees.
And with this voice, the figures of the remaining Orc Gods, including him, scattered and turned into a few.
This was not an illusion or a trick. Every figure was a real battle incarnation. Although maintaining so many incarnations at the same time required a lot of divine power and energy, since they were sure that the God of Knights was old and weak, the Orc Gods who had a grudge against him did not care how much it would cost. They had to kill their mortal enemy of tens of thousands of years on the spot!
The God of Knights smiled slightly, without the slightest fear. He pulled the reins with his left hand, and the old horse neighed passionately and rushed towards the Orc Gods.
This neighing seemed to be an order. His oracles and believers also roared and launched the fiercest charge.
And then, there was no then.
When the battle entered the most intense and cruel positional battle, the remaining divine power of the God of Knights could not withstand such consumption. It only took about a minute or two before his Holy Kingdom completely collapsed and turned into countless light spots. Although the dead oracles could still be resurrected in these light spots, looking at the way they were being consumed like water, this situation would not last long.
As for the God of Knights himself, the situation was also very bad. Even though his swordsmanship was excellent and his martial arts were superb, facing the relentless attacks of the strong Orc Gods, and facing the roguish fighting style of the Orc Gods, even if he was injured and his incarnation was destroyed, he was also hit one after another. He was injured badly.
Seeing that the situation was extremely bad, the God of Knights smiled.
"It's time," he said.
"What do you mean?" Lefon asked cautiously.
The God of Knights did not answer. Instead, he raised his sword.
The last priesthood on his body suddenly collapsed and turned into eight rays of light that whizzed away and entered the bodies of the eight high-level believers.
Those were the eight virtues of a knight: humility, honor, sacrifice, valor, mercy, faith, honesty, and justice.
The God of Knights disassembled his last priesthood and turned it into the eight virtues, which were bestowed to the eight most outstanding believers. It helped them break through the barrier between God and man. In an instant, they stepped into the realm of God and became the corresponding God of the eight virtues.
Under the leadership of the eight Gods of Virtue, the oracles and believers of the God of Knights' combat power surged. In an instant, they launched a counterattack and completely broke the formation of the orc oracles. They whizzed and rushed over.
In an instant, the morale of the Orc Army plummeted. They all began to tremble. Many orcs even began to run away.
At this time, the incarnations of the Orc Gods were stopped by the God of Knights.
It was strange. He had clearly lost all his priesthood and could not even maintain the lowest level of divinity. But his power was slowly increasing and showed some wonderful changes.
One of Lefon's incarnations waved a short spear and collided with his knight's sword. He was sent flying with the spear and rolled a few times like a gourd on the ground.
Although he didn't suffer any serious injuries, this astonishing power made the Orc Gods shiver in fear.
Although Lefon was not big, his power was actually amazing. He could beat back his incarnations in such a crushing way. What level had the power of the God of Knights reached?!
"I really did not expect … What kind of trick is this?" Lefon took a deep breath and led the incarnations of the Orc Gods into a battle formation.
At this moment, they were not in a siege formation, but a head-on collision formation.
According to his experience, if they did not put up such a formation, the God of Knights would very likely use his own power to break through the siege again and again. It would be their side that would suffer.
The God of Knights laughed, but his laughter was gradually changing.
At first, his laughter was old and dry, but it slowly became younger. In the end, his laughter was like a young man's, full of vigor.
"I just untied the last shackles," he said. "This is the theory that I have researched. I have not put it into practice yet. Now I am doing an experiment."
Lefon looked at him vigilantly. He did not understand what this "experiment" was all about.
But he was very clear that the God of Knights was becoming stronger, and he was constantly becoming stronger.
This could not go on!
Although the God of Knights had completely lost his priesthood, and even his divinity had almost disappeared, he was becoming stronger and stronger. He was very curious about this strange thing, but his desire to win overcame his curiosity. He led the incarnations of the Orc Gods to bravely charge forward.
All kinds of weapons were waved together, but they were all repelled. More than ten battle incarnations were all blown away. Some of them even disintegrated in the air.
If it was not for the fact that the Sun God showed signs of great divine power, the Orc Gods would have long set their eyes on this place.
The God of Knights hit more than ten powerful battle incarnations of the Orc Gods and sent them flying. He laughed, stretched out his hand to pull the reins, and called the horses to charge.
At this moment, he felt that he was full of power. No matter who his opponent was, he could fight 300 rounds to his heart's content!
But this time, he pulled the reins empty.
He looked down in surprise and saw that the warhorse that had accompanied him for many years had become a shadow. Although he was still riding on its back, it was as if he was floating in the air. And the reins that he was holding in his hands could not be touched either.
"This … What's going on?" He muttered to himself. His voice was full of confusion.
At this moment, Lefon had already turned over and stood up. He knew that this was the most critical moment. He did not care if he was confident or not. Without saying a word, a few incarnations rushed forward from all directions, waved their short spears, and stabbed out fiercely.
But, they stabbed empty air.
The figure of the God of Knights also became a shadow. He was still standing there, but the short spears only stabbed the air. Instead, they almost stabbed each other.
Lefon looked at the God of Knights in surprise. Through the helmet, he looked at the pair of green eyes.
In those eyes, he saw confusion, realization, and finally calmness.
"… I see!"
The God of Knights sighed deeply and smiled.
Then, he disappeared without a trace.
It was also at this moment that the last gift of the Sun God, the light that almost no one noticed, fell on Lefon's body.
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