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Chapter 614

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"Kabala, how long will it take?" Ms. Geerteng could not help but ask when she saw the mess.

"Soon!" Kabala took the time to reply. "Just a little while more."

"… How long is' a little while '? Give me an accurate time! " Olian Geerteng was a scholar and had been the Viscount of Geerteng for many years, so she was very sensitive to numbers. Hearing such a vague answer, she was a little unhappy and her tone became a little more serious.

"According to their work efficiency, they can finish the summoning in 27 minutes and 33 seconds. According to the enemy's combat power, we can start the battle in 12 minutes, which can ensure the stability of the battle line. We will not fail, "another clear and confident voice answered.

Olian was stunned. She turned her head and saw Lion's eyes.

When their eyes met, she was slightly shocked.

This look … is not an ordinary oracle!

As a legendary strongman, Olian Geerteng's strength was far above most of the summoned oracles. Even among the elite oracles, many were not as strong as her. After all, the human world was not the Kingdom of God, and the summoned oracles' strength would always be lower. But this oracle that she had never seen before had an imposing manner that made her heart tremble. Obviously, he was not an ordinary person.

"How should I address this oracle?"

"Lion."

Olian frowned and nodded to confirm his identity.

As the chosen one of the God of Knowledge, she knew a lot of information that ordinary people could not know, including the list of elite oracles.

At the end of the list, there were two new names added some time ago, one of which was "Lion."

She knew that the list was not arranged according to strength, but according to the order that His Majesty Void Mask created these oracles. For example, "Lexington" at the top was the first elite oracle he created.

According to her impression, after His Majesty the Void Mask had created many elite Oracles, he should have ended this matter. But some time ago, he created two more oracles.

Without asking, she knew that these two oracles must have special abilities, which were completely different from the previous elite oracles.

She did not know what abilities they had, but since they dared to say that they could start the battle in 12 minutes, they must be confident.

Therefore, she smiled and ordered, "Hold on a little longer. After twelve minutes, we will launch a counterattack!"

The clergies, who had lost the upper hand and were a little low in morale, perked up at once, and even their prayers grew louder.

In the world of magic, faith was power. When their morale was low, the power of the Union Magic would also decrease; when their morale was high again, the power of the Union Magic would greatly increase. Although it was not enough to save the situation, it was at least able to turn the situation around.

In the Divine Power position of the Church of the God of Aristocracy, the High Priestess, who was dressed so luxuriously that she seemed to be able to light up the night sky, frowned.

"How strange … where did those nerds get their confidence from?"

She had been following the God of Aristocracy since before they were apotheosized. Now, she had lived for almost five hundred years and had experienced countless ups and downs. She had long honed a very sharp vision. At this moment, with just one look, one could see that the morale of the Church of the God of Knowledge had suddenly increased greatly, to the point that even the prowess of their divine arts had increased.

But this made her even more puzzled. Morale naturally came from confidence, but where did confidence come from?

Could it be … that the God of Knowledge wanted to descend?

She secretly pondered and felt that it was not impossible. The Church of the God of Knowledge lacked top-notch masters. Their only Legendary Strong was Olian Geerteng. If they did not rely on the incarnation of the God of Knowledge to descend, they would not stand a chance against the Church of the God of Aristocracy which had nine Legendary Strong.

It was not easy to cultivate or subdue Legendary Strong. In contrast, it was much easier to cultivate some Holy Sons and Holy Virgins who could sense and accommodate Divine Power. The Church of the God of Knowledge must have brought more than one Holy Son and Holy Virgins this time. She wondered how many incarnations the God of Knowledge was prepared to descend.

Thinking of this, she could not help but sneer.

By relying on the method of God's Possession, no matter how powerful a god was, the incarnation that descended would not be very strong. At most, it would be equivalent to an ordinary Legendary Strong. If they could kill the Holy Sons and Holy Virgins who were possessed by God's Possession, then even the incarnation that descended with the god would be destroyed. For any god, this was not a negligible loss.

The reason why she had brought all the top-notch masters of the Church of the God of Aristocracy this time was that she wanted to rely on the advantage of high-end force to force the God of Knowledge to descend and fight against them. When the time came, she only needed to destroy one or two incarnations and it would be enough to seriously injure the God of Knowledge.

To seriously injure an enemy god, this credit was no small matter. It was worth her effort and some risks.

The Legendary Strong at the side were also experienced and knowledgeable people. If the High Priestess could see it, they could, of course, see it too. The two silent warriors naturally did not speak, but the old, middle-aged, and young people had already started to talk.

The first one to speak was the middle-aged man. "It looks like the God of Knowledge is going to descend with an incarnation."

"I just don't know how many will descend," the old man said.

"At most, nine mid-level Divine Powers can descend, and that must be like His Majesty, who has already reached the peak of mid-level Divine Power. With the God of Knowledge's divinity, I estimate that five or six will be the maximum. " The middle-aged man analyzed in detail. "Five or six Holy Sons and Holy Virgins, plus Olian Geerteng, against us … As long as we are not careless, we will definitely win. The only problem is, how many incarnations can we kill?"

"That's hard to say …" Although he looked the youngest, the "young man" was actually the leader of the trio and sighed. "You have to know that the crux of the problem is not whether we can win or not, but whether we can kill the incarnations of the God of Knowledge … Or to put it more bluntly, whether 'we' can kill his incarnations, and … how many can we kill?"

His meaning was so clear that the two silent Legendary Warriors could not help but look at him coldly.

He was instigating his two old friends to cooperate with him when the time came and snatch the kill together!

"The three of you, it's a little too early to think about these things." The High Priestess of the God of Aristocracy smiled slightly. "I think it's better to wait until we have defeated their position and really gained the upper hand before we talk about these things."

As she spoke, she turned to look at the position of the Church of the God of Knowledge. Powerful spells were clashing in the sky above that position. Countless rays of light were twisting, colliding and tearing, constantly making a sharp and piercing sound.

There was no doubt that her subordinates had the upper hand.

And … this situation had been going on for a long time. If it were not for the sudden boost in morale of the believers of the God of Knowledge, they should have defeated the opponent's Divine Power position and won.

She could not help but frown slightly again, but then her brows relaxed.

No matter how much they boosted their morale, they still could not win. At most, they could only delay for a little longer.

Since they would win sooner or later, she did not mind waiting a little longer.

And the trio whose selfishness was exposed looked at each other and smiled, not at all embarrassed.

Having lived for hundreds of years, their skin had long been honed to be as thick as a city wall.

They no longer spoke, but they were communicating with their eyes, discussing how they should try their best to kill the incarnations of the God of Knowledge when the time came, and how they should try their best to snatch credit.

It was just that … whether it was them or the High Priestess, they all thought too beautifully of things and took it for granted …

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