Olian did not intend to give the enemy too much time to breathe. She quickly ordered the clergymen who were using the Combined Divine Arts to continue praying — this time, it was an all-out attack!
Hundreds of clergymen prayed together, and the Combined Divine Arts they cast were extraordinarily powerful. Every strike was comparable to the strike of a Legendary Master. The clergymen of the Church of the God of Aristocracy had suffered heavy losses. Although they could still work hard to cast spells, their Combined Divine Arts could no longer withstand such an attack. Every time, it required the three Legendary Masters to take turns to completely resolve the Combined Divine Arts of the Church of the God of Knowledge.
This was not without cost. Although the power of the Legendary Masters was strong, they could not use this level of power in every strike. If they did, it would cause a serious burden on their bodies. For example, although Shirley, the Sky Tearing Blade, had the means to wipe out an army with one strike, she had to rest for a while after sending out a strike. The three of them were stronger than Shirley, but no matter how strong they were, they were still in the middle of the legendary level. Helping the clergymen resolve the attack of the Combined Divine Arts was a heavy burden for them.
Fortunately, there were still three of them, and they could take turns to fight. Otherwise, they might not be able to hold on for long.
"We can't go on like this." Once again helping the remaining clergymen to resist the Combined Divine Arts falling from the sky, the middle-aged man frowned and said, "They are obviously using this method to consume our strength so that the Oracles and the Sons of God can recover. Once they've fully recovered, they'll rush over and we'll have no choice but to admit defeat. "
The two Saintesses looked at each other and nodded. Strange waves appeared on their bodies.
In the sky, a mysterious smile appeared on the face of the God of Aristocracy.
After a while, Olian frowned, but then laughed again.
"The God of Aristocracy has also descended," she said. "It should be two avatars, but I'm not sure how strong they are."
"Two-on-two, leave it to me." A Son of God was sitting on the ground, with a black long knife in his arms that seemed to be shapeless, said.
Of course, this "me" did not refer to himself, but to the God of Knowledge.
"When the artifact projection is completely stabilized, we will attack," another Son of God said. "I will go and fight that guy first, and then I will come and help you."
"… Get up. This is not your fault." Accompanied by a calm and monotonous voice, the old, middle-aged, and young men, whose foreheads were dripping with sweat, stood up while trembling with fear. Their faces were still anxious and fearful.
Although the appearance of the two Saintesses of the Church of the God of Aristocracy had not changed, their temperament had changed. The "human" aura had completely disappeared, but there was a deep, unpredictable, cold, and dignified aura of a superior.
This was naturally because the God of Aristocracy had descended. At this moment, they were no longer mere mortals, but gods who had descended to the mortal world.
"The God of Knowledge really doesn't pay attention to details. He sent so many incarnations at once, and even lost four of them in a row …" The two Saintesses looked in the direction of the Church of the God of Knowledge, a cold glint flashing in their eyes. "Regardless of the outcome of this battle, the God of Knowledge will suffer great losses. The gains do not make up for the losses!"
"Your Majesty, what should we do now?" the middle-aged man asked.
The God of Aristocracy looked at him coldly and said, "When I need you to do something, I will naturally give the order."
The sweat on the middle-aged man's forehead had yet to dry, and he hurriedly shut his mouth, not daring to say anything.
Her Majesty, the noble lady, was obviously not in a good mood. He did not dare to provoke her. Otherwise, he might lose his life.
The God of Aristocracy no longer paid attention to him. She looked carefully in the direction of the Church of the God of Knowledge, and then said to herself, "The biggest problem is still those Oracles. These Oracles created by the Void Mask are indeed extraordinary. They are not easy to deal with!"
After thinking for a while, she sneered and said, "It seems that we still have to follow the old rules! Mortals against mortals, gods against gods, and Oracles against Oracles. There is a reason for such a rule. "
As she spoke, one of the Saintesses picked up an ordinary magic staff and walked to an empty space at the side. She quickly drew a few symbols on the ground that had been blasted into a mess. Then, she casually waved her magic staff and muttered to the shining symbols.
In the God Kingdom of the Human Gods, the Country of Light, the true body of the God of Aristocracy sneered. With a wave of her hand, a glowing portal appeared in the air. Then, one by one, the Oracles lined up and walked through the portal. They appeared in the human world and walked out from the few shining symbols.
Among these Oracles, there were Noble Knights and Knights under the command of the God of Aristocracy. There were also famous Oracles under the command of other Gods among the Human Gods. There were even three famous elite Oracles under the command of the Human Master God, the True Silver Holy Sword, the Hammer of Vengeance, and the Sword of Justice. Many of them had come.
Noble Knights were transformed from those strong people of noble birth after they died. Not only were they good at using various weapons, but they also had outstanding magic abilities. By combining magic and martial arts, they formed a perfect and elegant fighting technique.
In this world, there were indeed many elites among the nobles. Although they were not commonly seen, there were many in the God Kingdom of the God of Aristocracy. At this moment, when these elites gathered together, it suddenly made people's eyes light up, and there was even an awe-inspiring murderous aura.
The Knights were actually not real knights. After the death of a woman who believed in the God of Aristocracy, they were trained again and finally transformed. They were slightly different from the Noble Knights. Their armor was much lighter, and their equipment was more gorgeous. They even looked a little gaudy.
But if anyone looked down on them because of their appearance, there was definitely a problem with their intelligence.
Because … this group of young girls, who did not look like excellent knights, was actually a group of spellcasters.
A group of spellcasters who were quite strong in close combat and even more powerful in magic!
As for the "Silver Holy Sword," "Hammer of Vengeance," and "Sword of Justice," those three kinds of elite Oracles, they were even more famous. They had fought all over the world and won many victories. As soon as they saw them, the three Legendary Masters breathed a sigh of relief, feeling that the situation had been settled.
Not to mention the others, just those "Hammer of Vengeance" alone had the ability close to a weak Divine Power. Even though they were weakened because they were summoned to the human world, they were definitely not people that ordinary Oracles could deal with!
As the elite Oracles came out in a line, the remaining God of Aristocracy's divine occupations all revealed confident smiles.
"If we fight against Oracles, do you think I will lose to a junior who has been a god for less than 30 years?" The God of Aristocracy said with a sneer. "Even if he has the Void Mask behind him, how many elite Oracles can he use? Our Human God System has so many years of accumulation and such a deep foundation. It is impossible for us to lose! "
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