The war between the Church of the God of Knowledge and the Church of the God of Aristocracy lasted longer than anyone had expected.
Before the war, everyone felt that they would be able to come to a conclusion in a few hours. Even if it developed into a war of attrition, no matter how good the endurance of the Legendary Masters was, they would be able to fight for a day and a night. Even if both sides were reluctant to lose manpower and slowly dawdled, there should be a result in three to five days.
But in fact, until half a month later, they were still fighting.
It was a little ridiculous to say that a small-scale battle lasted for so long. Even for those masters with long endurance, it was not strange for them to fight for so long in a one-on-one situation. But it was really not easy to persevere for so long in a chaotic battle.
If someone secretly ran to the battlefield to take a look, they would find that the clergymen on both sides were almost exhausted. Only the tireless Oracles were still fighting.
This statement was not entirely correct. Oracles would also get tired. Moreover, when fighting in the human world, when the magic reserves of the Oracles were exhausted, they would automatically perish and return to the God's Kingdom to be resurrected. Then, they would come to the human world through the Teleportation Gate and continue fighting.
Mortals definitely could not do such a thing. Even the immortal Demigod Masters could not do it. Only the Oracles who could resurrect infinitely could maintain such an intense battle.
"If this goes on, there will be no end to this!" Officiant Garett no longer had his usual calm and composed look. Now, his face was haggard, his eyes had very heavy bags, and his spirit was slightly absent-minded. For example, under normal circumstances, he would definitely not say such words of complaint.
But compared to Officiant Montero, his situation was much better. The old officiant sat listlessly on the ground, not even having the strength to stand up. His eyes were already very blank, and his whole person looked like a famous expression on the Internet.
Who am I? Where did I come from? Why am I here?
They did not lack food, and it was not that they did not have time to rest. But as the higher-ups of the Church of the God of Knowledge, they could not rest for too long. Especially in order to protect the young people who were performing the Combination Divine Arts, these seniors had to stand up and support the situation.
The fighting style of the Oracles was too simple and crude. If there was no one to command them, it would easily develop into a tragic situation where both sides killed each other until only the Oracles remained — no one wanted that situation.
The gods who had possessed the bodies of the mortals had long since left, and the saints and saintesses had also turned into lifeless corpses. The leaders of both churches were either dead or severely injured, so the responsibility of commanding the battle naturally fell on the higher-ups.
It was better for the Church of the God of Aristocracy. The three Legendary Strongmen, Old, Middle, and Young, took turns to fight, which was enough to support such a command. Olian was seriously injured and needed to recuperate. Shirley had just surrendered and did not have enough prestige to convince others. As for the young people, no matter how outstanding they were, they had not matured to the point where they could shoulder the burden.
Therefore, the main command fell to the two Officiants, Montero and Garett.
Commanding battles day after day was extremely taxing on one's mind. Moreover, they could not eat or sleep well here. The aftermath of the battle, the roars and vibrations, the pressure of the Legendary level … all of these things made them nervous and tired. It was fine if it was only for a short period of time, but no one would be able to take it if it was too long.
Even the three Legendary Powerhouses of the Church of the God of Aristocracy were showing signs of fatigue.
"How long are we going to fight for!" the young man lamented. "I want to go home, eat and drink well, and then have a good sleep. Look at my face, what have I become! "
"There's no other way, just bear with it," the old man advised. "The church can't increase the number of people in a duel. We only have these few people left. No matter what, we have to hold on!"
"It's easy for you to say. Anyway, it doesn't matter to you. You're as old as an orange peel … I'm a young man in my prime!"
"… You're a few years older than me."
"Stop arguing!" The middle-aged man who was commanding the Oracles in battle waved his hand tiredly and stopped his two companions from quarreling. "If you have the energy to quarrel, why don't you take advantage of the fact that I'm commanding and have a good rest?"
"Boss, how can we have a good rest in this place!" The young man complained. "The aftermath of the battle of the Oracles can be clearly felt even if we hide in the secret mansion. Take a good rest in the aftermath of the Legendary level battle that keeps flashing past. Not to mention humans, even donkeys and horses wouldn't be so slow! "
The middle-aged man sighed. He also knew that this was a bit too much. Although the Legendary Masters were far more powerful than ordinary people, their perception was also more sensitive than ordinary people. In such an environment, even if they wanted to have a good rest, their instincts would not let them sleep peacefully.
Not to mention the young man, even he and the old man could not sleep well. What's worse was that they did not have much food left.
The Legendary Masters had strong combat power, and the energy that their bodies consumed was naturally far more than that of ordinary people. Although they could absorb energy from the outside world to replenish themselves, in this situation where they could not have a good rest and were mentally exhausted, the surrounding energy had become chaotic because of the battle of the Oracles and the collision of the joint divine spells. They really could not absorb much energy and had to rely on food to replenish themselves.
What was worse was that the Legendary Masters rarely carried a lot of food with them. This was especially true for these clergymen who belonged to the church. Usually, they could use several kinds of divine spells to create food, whether it was the primary divine spells, "create water" or "create food", or the intermediate spells, "march meal", or the advanced spells, "banquet of heroes". These were enough to let them eat and drink well.
But now, the magic power of the clergymen was all used to maintain the portal and to fight against each other's joint divine spells. They had no spare power to cast many of the spells that created food. They could only rely on a few magic tools to create some food and water to sustain their lives. This food and water was, of course, enough for ordinary people, and it was also enough for the Legendary Masters who were not in a battle state. But for the three Legendary Masters who were in a battle-ready state for a long time and needed a lot of food to replenish themselves, it was far from enough.
Although their bodies were strong and could support them for a long time with a little food, looking at the chaotic battle in front of them, which seemed to have no end, anyone could not help but worry about the problem of hunger.
… No, they were already hungry now. What they had to worry about was how long they would be hungry.
On the other side, the members of the Church of the God of Knowledge were not hungry. After all, they had more manpower. It was not a problem to free up some of them to cast divine spells to create food and water. Especially since Shirley and Olian were both women, they usually liked to carry a lot of fruits and the like in their own space storage tools. The two of them did not participate in battles, so there was enough to eat.
On one side, they were exhausted, and on the other side, tired and hungry. This battle, which they did not know when it would end, had gradually turned into a competition of endurance between the higher-ups of both sides.
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