The radiance of the setting sun burned the sky into an orange-red color. The light that shone from the end of the sky was reflected under the thick dark clouds and the earth.
The war on the ground had reached an unimaginable level. Corpses were piled up like mountains. There were corpses of humans, horses, and beastmen. Blood flowed across the plains like a gurgling stream.
At the center of the battlefield, corpses were piled up like a small mountain. Large numbers of shields and swords were piled up together with the corpses. Blood flowed everywhere, and people continuously stepped over the corpses, only to become part of the mountain of corpses.
Everyone's eyes were red from the killing. Hatred and madness surged in everyone's heart. When the war had progressed to this point, and the casualties had reached such a degree, there was bound to be one side that couldn't bear it anymore and began to collapse and flee.
But in the sky, the battle between the two representatives of the gods had reached a critical moment. Everyone looked up and saw their faith, their king, fighting for the future of the humans and orcs.
Seeing the flickering light and figure, no one dared to retreat, and no one dared to give up. At this moment, everyone seemed to have transformed into the most devout fanatics. Whether it was to sacrifice their lives or to die in battle, there was nothing that could make them afraid. Everyone shouted the name of God, raised the flag of God, and was willing to die. They rushed forward wave after wave.
"For His Majesty Will!" One Beastman after another charged forward.
Ibu, the Orc Temple Knight, was covered in wounds. He held his sword and killed his way through the human army. He stood on top of a thick pile of corpses and shouted, "We are going to win! Long live the Holy Seville Empire!"
One by one, the Church Knights blocked the orc army. Their armor and cloaks were dyed red, and the original Sacred Patterns of the Sun could no longer be seen. "For the Saintess!"
"Kill them all! Avenge His Majesty!" These were the remaining elite knights of the Kingdom of Rosa d 'Oro.
Verthandi's personal guards were gradually separated and annihilated in the midst of the battle. The few that survived were still shouting their slogan, "For the glory of the Knights of the North!"
In the sky, Verthandi and the Saintess were covered in blood. The two of them were almost touching each other. Verthandi watched as the battle below the city of Niyah became fiercer and fiercer. Both sides were fighting to the death, and the number of casualties had increased to a shocking level.
She had brought all of these people with her from the Holy Seville Empire, and many of them were children of the north who had followed her to conquer the world. Each of them had come here with their dreams and trust in her. Such a large number of casualties had made Verthandi's eyes red.
At that moment, the armor on their bodies had become extremely tattered. Even though a large portion of the light from the extraordinary power that had brushed past them during the intense battle had been blocked, and their divine cells had continuously repaired their bodies, they had still been injured. Blood dyed their clothes red, and their hair, which had been tied behind their heads, had also scattered. Their long hair danced in the air.
"Clang!"
Phissh!
The light of the chains and the sword kept rubbing against each other. At that moment, the two sides were only a dozen meters away from each other. Saintess Kelly's spear was also wrapped in chains, and a large number of chains were entangled around her body. Both sides had compressed their God's Domains, and they were constantly crushing each other.
They were only a dozen meters away from each other, and if there was even the slightest mistake, life or death would be decided. Both sides were moving so fast that only white lights could be seen. The speed at which Verthandi's sword flashed was so fast that only the chains could be seen cutting and tangling with each other.
Compared to Verthandi, Saintess Kelly had less combat experience. She had spent most of her time in the temple performing sacrifices and serving the gods. Compared to Verthandi, who had conquered the world on horseback, Saintess Kelly had very little combat experience. At that moment, she was in danger.
Because of the constant destruction of the divine incantations and the God's Domain, she gradually couldn't hold on any longer. Saintess Kelly looked at Verthandi, who was constantly rushing towards her, and finally decided to launch the final attack.
The chains that were entangled around her body were constantly unraveled. Saintess Kelly, who was wearing a mask, spread her hands, and opened her red lips.
"Saint's Descent!"
The whole mask disintegrated and instantly merged with Saintess Kelly's body. Saintess Kelly's body immediately turned into a semi-mythical creature, inheriting some of Lu Zhiyu's abilities. In this form, she could even borrow Lu Zhiyu's power from the God's Kingdom in the sky.
At that moment, a huge light shadow unfolded in the sky. Immediately, a pair of huge wings spread out from Saintess Kelly's back. In the sky, it was as if there was a violent rain of light, and the intense light shone like the sun.
At that moment, everyone in the world was shocked. This was not the form of a human being, but the form of a god. At that moment, Saintess Kelly, the spokesperson of God, was using it. All the believers who were lucky enough to see the form of God were so excited that they burst into tears.
"God! This is the descent of God! "
"Oh my god!"
"May you bless us!"
"Humanity will win!"
All the civilians in the city of Niyah also saw the huge light shadow in the sky. Everyone knelt down. In their eyes, Saintess Kelly was no longer a descendant of God on earth, but a messenger of God from heaven.
Frank Kelermo and Edward, who were far away, were also trembling with excitement. Frank Kelermo looked at Saintess Kelly in the sky, and his face twitched.
"Is this the form of a mythical creature? Is this the mythical form that our teacher said has truly transcended the boundaries of mortals? " If the power of the divine artifacts displayed by Saintess Kelly and Verthandi had already left Borl at a loss, now that he was seeing the form of a Mythical Life for the first time, he felt like his mind had been shaken.
Edward didn't hear what his teacher was saying at all. He just stared at the figure of Saintess Kelly in the sky with his mouth wide open. "Mythical … The form of God?"
In the light, Saintess Kelly showed her face for the first time. Her holy face was like that of a messenger of God from heaven. Her huge wings of light fluttered, and endless extraordinary power followed. She stretched out her slender fingers and pointed at Verthandi.
"Judgment of God!"
The intense light was like the sword of God swinging down from the sky. In an instant, it surged out from Saintess Kelly's hand and expanded continuously, forming an intense beam of light that enveloped Verthandi.
The surging beam of light trembled violently. The attack from Saintess Kelly's hand directly pierced through the sky. It traveled thousands of meters, as if it could reach the end of the sky.
At this moment, Verthandi also felt the threat of death. Facing this attack, which was like the punishment of God, had completely exceeded the limits of mortals' imagination.
At this moment, the Sword of the King began to hum and break down on its own, entering her body. Verthandi felt as if she had once felt the feeling when Lu Zhiyu had given her the Sword of the King.
Her father's voice echoed in her ears again. "Humility, integrity, compassion, bravery, justice, sacrifice, honor, and soul!
In front of a strong enemy, you are fearless, courageous, loyal, and worthy of the sacred. You would rather die than surrender. You protect the weak, and you do not violate the laws of heaven! "
"Verthandi, are you willing to accept the Sword of the King, become a true king, and protect all those who need your protection?"
Suddenly, countless sword lights surged from Verthandi's body, forming her own Realm of God. Verthandi also left a long shadow of light behind her.
In the hand of Verthandi's semi-mythical form, there was a shining long sword. At this moment, the two Realms of Light collided again.
Verthandi's Realm of God resisted Saintess Kelly's Judgment of God. Verthandi's body was only left with the instinct to fight, as well as the desire to end the war.
The sword light flashed, and before Kelly could react, it instantly tore through Saintess Kelly's Realm of God and pierced through her body.
Saintess Kelly was caught off guard. As she watched Verthandi's holy sword pierce through her body, she was at a loss. She had never thought that she would die here.
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