The sun gradually set, and the sky gradually darkened.
The Commonwealth of Mifata was located in the southern highlands of the Main Plane, where the climate was relatively warm. However, the Green Tree City was almost at the northernmost point of the southern highlands, and the late autumn night was already quite cold. If it were an ordinary person, they would not stay at home in such weather, but they would light a bonfire to keep warm.
However, this time, both churches sent elites, and there was no ordinary person. They were either middle-level or high-level clergymen, or experienced adventurers. Although they could not say that they were immune to cold and heat, at least they would not take this little bit of cold to heart.
In the twilight, the voices of prayer from the Divine Power positions on both sides joined together. Powerful spells were released one after another, either toward the opponent's position, or to firmly defend their own position. Every spell had its own purpose, and there was not a single trick.
At first glance, both sides seemed to be in good order, as if they had rehearsed in advance. But in fact, they had already drawn out as much power as they could. Every spell they cast had been researched beforehand to ensure that not a single spell would be wasted, not even a second more than they already had.
This kind of battle was not a joke. The spells cast by the prayer of hundreds of clergymen were comparable to the spells cast by legendary priests. Ordinary people would die immediately if they were touched, and there was no time to save them.
If they could not increase the efficiency of the battle as much as possible, it was very likely that one mistake would cause their own defense to be broken by the opponent's spells. By then, even if the top masters could escape, the core elites of the churches would certainly suffer heavy losses.
This was not something that the leaders of both churches wanted to see.
Of course, they also hoped that this would happen to the other side, and they were working hard for it.
As for whether it was effective? Looking at the serious faces of the leaders of both sides, it was obvious that it was not only effective, but also very effective, so good that they felt great pressure on each other.
"Strange! How can a group of people who have only established churches for more than 20 years be able to use the joint divine spell so well? " In the Divine Power position of the Church of the God of Aristocracy, the High Priestess had already handed over the work of presiding over the prayer to a high-level clergyman, and stood aside to watch the battle. She watched carefully for a long time, and could not help but frown and murmur to herself.
This was very unreasonable. It should be known that the training of clergymen was a long-term work. If there were not enough clergymen, there was no way to talk about "joint casting." Even if there were enough clergymen, it would still take a lot of training to get them to be in sync during prayer and achieve joint casting.
The Church of the God of Knowledge had only been established for over twenty years. In the first ten years or so, they did not even have enough manpower to spread out their teachings. It was only in recent years that they had more manpower available. But even so, where would they find the time to gather these elite clergymen and train them in the rare Union Divine Arts?
It was like a company that was obviously short of manpower and wished that they could use women as men, men as livestock, or even one person as two people. Under such circumstances, how could they have the extra time and energy to do things like singing, dancing, giving speeches, and creating that annoying "corporate culture"?
Generally speaking, a church needed to have more than a hundred years of history and four or five generations of clergymen to have enough manpower to train in the Union Theurgy.
Just like the Church of the God of Aristocracy, they only started to train in this a hundred years after their establishment.
This was the foundation of a large sect, and it was definitely not something that a nouveau riche could do!
Not only was she surprised, but the God of Aristocracy, who was hiding in the sky and watching the battle, was also surprised. He carefully looked at the clergymen of the God of Knowledge, trying to figure out what was going on with these people.
But this was destined to be in vain, because even the gods could not think of when these clergymen were trained.
… in their sleep.
A few years ago, Sui Xiong created a virtual reality game. He originally intended to use this system to let people experience fear, thereby eliminating the fear of fear and achieving the goal of changing the camp of the Fear Clergy. But in practice, he found that this system could not only be used for this, but also for training.
When lying in this system and experiencing a virtual life, the human body was almost in a state of rest. Lying like this for about four hours a day was equivalent to about two hours of sleep.
In this way, the Church of the Void Mask and the subordinate churches of the God of Knowledge, the God of Medicine, and the God of Healing began to use this system to train clergymen. Using this rather realistic experience, the clergymen could gain adventure experience and learn some skills that they usually could not spare time to learn.
For example, Union Divine Arts.
The biggest difficulty in learning Union Divine Arts was that it required the clergymen to gather together for training. But using the virtual reality game system, with the gods as the intermediary, the clergymen lying in the game cabin could be connected, so that they could carry out training without leaving home.
And … it would not take up much of their rest time.
Through the past few years of training, several churches had trained many clergymen who could perform Union Divine Arts, and they had even trained many of the offensive and defensive routines of Union Divine Arts. At this moment, when they were working together in reality, it was just like when they were training in the virtual reality game, orderly and without the slightest bit of panic.
Even … if one were to compare carefully, they would find that their casting efficiency was actually a little higher than that of the opposite side!
These things were the secrets of the various churches of the Void God System, so how could the God of Aristocracy and his church know! Naturally, they could not figure it out even if they racked their brains.
Although Sui Xiong was high up in the sky, he had been paying attention to the situation of the battle between the two sides. Whether it was the surprised expression of the God of Aristocracy or the doubtful words of the high priest of their church, they were all clearly seen and heard by him.
The green jellyfish smiled slightly and could not help but feel a little proud in his heart.
(Technology is the number one productive force. You country bumpkins are still far from it!)
But the power of technology was not infinite. In fact, even with the help of the virtual reality system, they had trained enough clergymen who could perform Union Divine Arts, but the problem of insufficient manpower was still bothering the Church of the God of Knowledge.
Not to mention other things, the Church of the God of Aristocracy had almost 200 people praying, and they only had half of the number of their opponents.
The essence of Union Divine Arts was to combine the power of everyone's prayers and turn it into a powerful spell. Of course, the more people, the better, and the higher the efficiency of the union, the better. There was a difference of half of the manpower on both sides, and the difference was very obvious.
If it were not for the fact that the efficiency of their joint casting was slightly higher than that of their opponents, and the speed of their casting was a little bit faster, they might have already been unable to resist.
But even so, they had gradually fallen into a disadvantageous position. From the beginning, they attacked and defended each other, but slowly, they became countering each other's moves. Among the ten spells, about seven or eight were used for defense, and one or two were used for support. As for counterattack … they could only attack occasionally, so that the opponent would not dare to be too careless.
Olian Geerteng looked at this scene and frowned.
She waited for a while and finally could not help but ask, "Can the Oracle attack?"
"We still have to wait a little longer." The person on the altar immediately answered, "We haven't been able to summon an elite Oracle yet. Without an elite Oracle leading the team, it is impossible to defeat a Legendary Strongman just by relying on mass-produced Oracles."
Olian took a deep breath and tried to make her tone as calm as possible, but she still could not help but speak a little faster. "Kabala, isn't your face usually very white? Why is it suddenly black today?"
On the other side of the altar, the young priest who was usually very lucky smiled bitterly and could not answer this question.
Who knew what was going on with this thing called luck?
If there was really a way to solve the problem of luck, how could there be a large number of high-level "Africans"?
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