"One, two, three, four, five, six … a total of six." The Church of the God of Aristocracy's High Priestess narrowed her eyes and carefully counted the powerful auras that suddenly appeared on the side of the Church of the God of Knowledge. Not only was there no fear on her face, but there was also a hint of a smile on her face. "The God of Knowledge is really daring to send six incarnations at once."
"That's a little too little, not even enough for one person." The old man among the trio sighed, looking a little depressed.
"Are we going to attack or wait for them to attack?" asked the female sorcerer who had just retreated from the vanguard who was proficient in spatial spells.
The High Priestess did not answer, but instead instructed the assistant beside her, "Let our Saintess get ready and be ready for the God's Descent at any time."
The assistant nodded and went straight to the preparations.
Only then did she say to the few Legendary Masters, "Logically speaking, nine against seven should be enough of an advantage. But the methods of the gods are hard to predict, so I intend to ask His Majesty to send two incarnations, not for anything else, but to at least be able to see through the opponent's methods. "
Naturally, the Legendary Masters would not object. Although they were very confident in their own strength, it would be better to have strong comrades behind them to support them.
After reaching a consensus, the High Priestess smiled coldly and took out a scarlet magic staff.
"I'm not sure how strong the incarnations of the God of Knowledge are, so let's test it out first."
With that, she chanted an incantation. The scarlet magic staff shone with a bloody light and emitted a nauseating stench. In the blink of an eye, it turned into a long red snake. The snake's head was ferocious, and its eyes emitted a demonic green light. It hissed and flew up. After circling in the air for a while, it turned into a giant python that was big enough to swallow a living person in one bite. With a ring of foul wind, it flew towards the position of the Church of the God of Knowledge.
This was another very powerful treasure. Although it was far inferior to the Heaven's Fury Stone, in many small churches, it was enough to be the treasure of the mountain.
It was refined from a Legendary poisonous python, and the first step of refining was to extract the soul of the poisonous python and replace it with the soul of a living person. Then, after many vicious and terrifying steps, it finally became this terrifying weapon that made people tremble.
The poisonous python flying towards the Church of the God of Knowledge had a strong resistance to spells. Most spells were useless against it. Moreover, its body was incomparably sturdy, and it had boundless strength. As long as he wrapped his body around it and twisted it, even an iron ingot would be easily crushed into iron slag.
Not only that, but it was also extremely poisonous. If bitten, even a Legendary powerhouse would find it hard to survive. Even if one wasn't bitten, just coming into contact with the poisonous mist it sprayed out was enough to kill an ordinary person immediately.
What was even more terrifying was that the people who were poisoned to death by the poisonous fog would mutate after a period of time, turning into living corpses full of aggression. If the people around him didn't pay attention, they might get hurt again.
In the past, someone had once used this magic wand to wreak havoc in a city guarded by a Legendary powerhouse. In the end, if that person had not been found and killed, the power of this magic wand alone would have been enough to destroy that city.
The High Priestess was among the group of adventurers who found and killed this person. But at that time, she was only an intermediate priest, adventuring with a group of companions. They paid a huge price and sacrificed almost half of their group to kill the Evil Art Master who controlled the magic wand.
But when they brought the magic wand and the corpse of the Evil Art Master back to report, what awaited them was not a welcome, gratitude, or reward, but framing and swords.
It was all because the captain of the city patrol wanted to keep the magic wand for himself.
In the end, only two of the group of adventurers escaped. Twenty years later, the two of them worked together and once again set off a reign of terror in that city. They killed the entire families of the more than 30 soldiers who had participated in framing and chasing them. They even took the magic wand from the city's treasury.
Her last companion was seriously injured in that battle and passed away soon after. The magic wand became her possession. All these years, it accompanied the High Priestess on expeditions, killed countless people, and earned an illustrious reputation.
Seeing the huge poisonous python flying in the air, the expressions of many people from the Church of the God of Knowledge changed.
"Scarlet Python Magic Wand!" someone exclaimed. "Be careful!"
The Lion frowned. Looking at the flying poisonous python, she waved her scepter and sent out a signal.
Following her command, at least 20 cannons flew towards the giant python. About two-thirds of them hit.
The giant python was hit and flipped a few times in the air, but it was not injured.
"Ordinary attacks have no effect on it," a clergyman who was an adventurer said anxiously. "We can only ask His Majesty to take action!"
With that, everyone's gaze turned to the few young men and women who were standing motionless, seemingly in a daze.
These were naturally the Holy Sons and Holy Virgins who had just received the possession of God's Descent. They were no longer mortals, but incarnations of the God of Knowledge.
The reason why they were standing motionless was, on one hand, to preserve their strength, and on the other hand, to better adapt to their mortal bodies, so that when the battle came later, they would be able to exert more power.
Feeling the gazes of the crowd, one of the incarnations opened its eyes and looked at the poisonous python that was circling in the sky, spitting poisonous fog from time to time. However, it was forced to land by the concentrated cannons of the Oracles.
"What a pitiful person!" He let out a low sigh. With a flash of light in his hand, a simple black long knife quickly appeared and was held tightly.
Then, he sighed and waved the knife in the air.
The saber was light as a feather, as if it did not have any power behind it. However, it left a pitch-black mark in the air. The saber actually cut through space, and its momentum did not diminish. It turned into a pitch-black saber light, flying straight towards the poisonous python.
The poisonous python had the soul of a human, so its intelligence was naturally not low. As soon as it saw the knife light, it knew that it did not come with good intentions. It immediately let out a strange cry and coiled up in the air. The scarlet light turned into layers of scales, trying to block the knife light.
However, this did not help much. The black knife light easily penetrated those defenses and fell on its body.
This knife did not seem to be heavy, but when it fell on the body of the poisonous python, it shook violently. It immediately turned into a red light and flew backward. In the blink of an eye, it flew back to the High Priestess of the Church of the God of Aristocracy. Then, it turned back into the shape of a magic wand and fell to the ground.
The High Priestess bent down to pick up the magic wand. She saw that near the end of the wand, there was a dark mark, as if it had been branded with a soldering iron.
She frowned and chanted a spell, but found that the wand no longer responded to her.
After a careful examination, her face became more and more gloomy.
The human soul that was sealed in the wand to control the poisonous python had disappeared.
"It is indeed the means of the Gods." She was silent for a moment and said, "Although the wand was not damaged, the soul inside was released from purgatory. Without that soul, this wand is temporarily useless. "
"Can it be repaired?" the assistant asked.
"Of course," the High Priestess said in a low voice, but there was not the slightest hint of relief on her face.
It was not difficult to repair it, provided that she could go back alive.
Seeing the power of this knife, a deep worry rose in her heart …
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