Twelve minutes passed very quickly. Unknowingly, Kabala had already summoned another batch of Oracles.
Because there were fewer sacrificial resources, the overall level of this batch of Oracles was far inferior to the previous batch. Among them, there were even quite a few "White Levels," which made Kabala feel embarrassed. Fortunately, there was another "Gold Level" among them. Although it was not a main warship like Lion and was only a destroyer, at least it could be of great help.
It was interesting to say that this blonde girl, "Little Ao," whose hair was curled like a heart, actually used a method of attack — rushing forward and smashing with potatoes.
When Kabala had casually asked "what are you good at?" and received this answer, his expression had been blank, and his mood had collapsed.
Smashing with potatoes? How powerful could that be? Little girl, you must be joking!
However, Lion very seriously told him that this was definitely not a joke. An ordinary bag of potatoes, in Little Ao's hands, was a powerful throwing weapon. If one was hit directly, even if it was only one, it would be enough to make a fully armed Heavy Armor Warrior dizzy and see stars. He would fall down hard and not be able to stand up for a long time.
"Potatoes are so powerful?" Kabala was surprised.
"Little Ao's potatoes are powerful," Lion said with a smile. "That's all."
It was like a thin branch in the hands of a child could only be used to poke dung balls on the roadside, but in the hands of the Sword Saint Leon, it could cut swords and break armor, just like a divine weapon.
With the addition of Little Ao, Lion was even more confident. Therefore, when she estimated that there were enough people, she sent a report to Olian that "we can attack."
Olian, who had been waiting for a long time, did not hesitate for even a second. She immediately ordered the clergymen who were praying together and casting joint divine spells to change their tactics and attack with all their might.
As for herself, she took out a dark, quaint wooden staff, held it in front of her, and chanted a spell.
Without the defense of the joint divine spells, the joint divine spells from the Church of the God of Aristocracy immediately surged forward and were about to engulf the position of the Church of the God of Knowledge. However, at this time, a colorful light rose from Olian's body and turned into a light shield, like a big bell, covering the entire position.
Booming sounds echoed as powerful spells bombarded the light shield one after another. The light shield kept shaking from the explosions, but it didn't show any signs of breaking.
Seeing this scene, the three Legendary Masters of the vanguard of the Church of the God of Aristocracy frowned.
"Legendary Golden Bell Shield? I can't believe someone managed to turn this spell into a Legend! "
"Be careful, the enemy is coming!"
"Let's retreat quickly and rendezvous with the main force …"
Just as they were speaking, a dazzling golden light had already risen from the position of the Church of the God of Knowledge. It turned into seven forked thunderbolts and heavily struck the position of the Church of the God of Aristocracy.
Fusion divine art, Judgment of the Seven Luminaries.
This spell was a true legendary divine spell, and it was quite high-end even among legendary divine spells. Although the seven-forked lightning could only be launched once, this strike contained seven different attributes, and there was almost no way to properly defend against it.
In order to cast this theurgy, not only did it require powerful magic power, but it also required the mastery of spells of seven attributes. Even among Legendary Priests, very few people could do this. Only by gathering a large number of clergymen could it be cast through the method of Fusion Casting.
In order to cast this spell, the Church of the God of Knowledge had paid a great price. For example, the previous wave of powerful attacks from the Church of the God of Aristocracy had been single-handedly withstood by the chosen one, Ms. Geerteng. Even though the power of her legendary spell was extraordinary, she had also suffered a considerable shock. Her face turned pale in an instant, and blood flowed from her nostrils.
But it was worth it, because after the Judgment of the Seven Luminaries was launched, the Church of the God of Aristocracy had no time to resist.
Of course, it was not that they did not have defensive spells. In fact, there were at least four or five powerful Fusion Divine Arts shrouding their position. In theory, it was enough to defend against the attack of the Church of the God of Knowledge.
But this definitely did not include the attack of the Judgment of the Seven Luminaries.
The thunderbolt fell. First, it was "Doo," "Doo," "Doo," "Doo," "Doo," four times in a row. The four layers of defensive spells above the position of the Church of the God of Aristocracy dissipated like bubbles, and the four forks of the thunderbolt disappeared.
Immediately after, it collided with the spells that a few Legendary Masters had used to block the attack. This time, there were two muffled sounds in succession.
In the end, the spell that had lost its six forks and looked no different from ordinary thunderbolts finally bombarded the position of the Church of the God of Aristocracy.
With a roar, at least twenty clergymen died directly, and most of them even had smoke rising from their bodies. The number of people who were injured and fell to the ground was double that number. The number of people who were stunned and temporarily unable to fight was double that number.
With just one blow, nearly a hundred clergymen of the Church of the God of Aristocracy had withdrawn from the battle.
But the attack of the Church of the God of Knowledge had not ended yet. On the contrary, it had just begun.
Almost as the clergymen were praying together and casting the Judgment of the Seven Luminaries, Lion had already commanded the battleship level Oracles to line up in three rows. With a wave of his scepter, he gave the order.
"Fire!"
With the order, the Oracles, who looked like ordinary girls, lit up one after another. Countless light spots appeared around them and condensed into ship armor with ferocious gun barrels.
This was the combat state of the Oracles. In this state, their consumption would be greatly increased, and the time they could move about in the human world would also be greatly reduced.
But it was very strong!
The roar was continuous, accompanied by countless flames. Streaks of crimson firelight whistled across the distance not far from each other and bombarded the position of the Church of the God of Aristocracy.
At this time, the Legendary Masters of the Church of the God of Aristocracy had already freed up their hands, and the well-trained clergymen had also reacted and started to rebuild their defensive spells. However, the continuous bombardment still caused great trouble for them.
Not to mention anything else, under such continuous bombardment, the spellcasters had used all their energy to concentrate on maintaining their defensive spells. How could they have any spare energy to attack?
And at this time, those Oracles who were not good at powerful bombardment had already launched a charge under Lion's command.
Their ship armor was much weaker than that of the battleship level Oracles. There was a significant difference in both size and thickness. Especially the gun barrels on the ship armor, they were even more obviously different. If the gun barrels of the battleship level Oracles were ferocious heavy weapons like copper hammers and axes, then their ships were just delicate light weapons like thin swords and daggers.
But light weapons could also kill people.
As long as they stabbed a vital point, even light and slender swords that were jokingly called "little girl's toys" could kill a burly man.
The same goes for the delicate weapons on the ship.
There were many Oracles, and Kabala was still summoning in front of the altar — he had already used the lowest number of summoning standards. The ones he summoned were all mass-produced Oracles of the lowest level with a flash of white light. After being summoned, these Oracles did not need to do anything else. They just needed to be fully armed and charge towards the position of the Church of the God of Aristocracy.
There was an advantage to being light, which was that they were fast. In the time it took to say a sentence, the Oracles at the front had already approached the position of the Church of the God of Aristocracy and launched an attack.
If the attack power was not enough, then they would close the distance and fight!
The power of this wave of attack was naturally far less than the bombardment of the battleship level Oracles. But because of the close distance and the accuracy of the attack, the pressure on the defense system of the Church of the God of Aristocracy was not weak at all.
And … although the bombardment of these "light cruiser level" and "banisher level" Oracles was not powerful, they still had another very powerful attack method.
"Torpedo!" Lion held the scepter in his hand and slowly moved forward. At the same time, he issued an order to the Oracles who had almost rushed to the position of the Church of the God of Aristocracy.
Before this, strange long tubes had already appeared on the ships of the young girls. The tips of the long tubes were round and edgeless, and the tails were slightly retracted. There were tail fins that looked like the feathers of an arrow. One by one, they floated beside them and made a soft buzzing sound.
Following Lion's order, they rushed out briskly like swimming fish. Like a sharp blade, they stabbed heavily into the defensive spell that enveloped the position of the Church of the God of Aristocracy.
In the next moment, there was a loud explosion.
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