Light divine spells were mediocre.
Mediocre was a neutral word, not a derogatory one.
Unlike the eight major schools of magic of the Mages, light was essentially a bit similar to elven magic.
A single element could encompass all of the magic functions of a spell.
Healing, defense, summoning, single target, control, group damage, and so on.
What magic could do, light magic could do, and there seemed to be no difference.
But there was still a substantial difference. If light magic could be described as having a wide field of vision, then magic was both broad and deep.
The eight major schools of magic, no matter which one, could not be studied by ordinary Mages in a lifetime.
Genius Mages could be proficient in two or three schools at the same time.
But light divine spells had a big advantage in the early stages … it was easy to get started.
As long as you were willing to believe in the Goddess of Light and pay a certain amount of power of faith to become a believer and a Priest of Light, you could "automatically" learn light divine spells.
The more devout you were, the more light divine spells you could learn.
And most of these people in the Inquisition had even reached a morbid level of faith.
Their average level of divine spells was a notch higher than that of the other orthodox Priests.
So these five hundred or so people, attacking light divine spells in unison, had the aura of ten thousand cannons firing in unison.
The continuous attacks almost tore down Stephanie's entire manor in a minute.
The beautiful garden, the exquisite small building, were all in ruins.
The Warriors and Priests who protected Stephanie suffered heavy losses.
More than half of them died … and a large number of serious injuries, leaving the morale of the entire team at an all-time low.
The remaining soldiers who were still alive had no desire to fight, and while they didn't run, they no longer dared to charge forward.
Orlanto, who was helping to heal the four seriously injured zealots, saw that the entire manor was riddled with potholes and smoke, and had no idea whether the First Princess Stephanie was dead or alive.
He almost interrupted the treatment and rushed up to beat Thomas up.
But his compassion for life made it impossible for him to do that at all.
He could only crouch where he was, gnashing his teeth.
"Nice!" Thomas chuckled. "That's how it should be. What king, what princess, how can they be as honorable as us believers of light? Boss Macaron is the best, the Pope and the Holy Lady are timid, and they don't dare to go up, so we'll force them to. "
An orthodox believer next to him inhaled and asked, "What if something happens to the First Princess?"
"Dead or alive, it doesn't matter." Thomas combed his hair back with his right hand, forming a handsome slicked-back hairstyle. "We just needed an excuse, and it just so happened that it came."
The believer was still a little worried. "What if the royal family and the Association of Mages work together?"
"So what if we work together?" Thomas snorted. "Boss Macaron wants to be the pope. We have more than a billion believers and all of them are soldiers. Even the Fareins Kingdom is no match for us. It's time to build a Divine Kingdom on Earth and spread the glory of the Goddess, instead of living under someone else's roof like now. "
The believer imagined the birth of the Kingdom of Light, and then his expression became fanatical. "Indeed, we need a Kingdom of Light."
He laughed out loud, and in the blink of an eye, he had turned from an orthodox believer to a fanatic.
His entire body was emitting scorching golden light.
Thomas's voice wasn't soft, or it could be said that he didn't try to lower it.
So Orlanto heard it too.
His face was full of shock. "So this was your plan? Are you trying to overthrow the royal family of Fareins by establishing a Divine Kingdom on the ground? "
He now finally understood why the Inquisition had been so impulsive and radical these days.
It turned out that they had been premeditated, waiting for an opportunity.
"There can't be two dragons on an island, unless one is male and one is female." Thomas looked back at Orlanto. "It's not good that there are actually three major forces in the capital. Why should those mundane people bask in the light of the sun with us? They aren't believers of the light. "
Orlanto murmured, "But this is the mercy of the Goddess, the mercy of the world, regardless of rank or race."
"So they're ingrates." Thomas snorted as he looked ahead at the smoke that was still about to dissipate. "Having received the gift of our Goddess and the warmth of the sun, they are not only ungrateful, but also unwilling to convert, and even more unwilling to die. It's difficult to deal with."
Orlanto felt that now, for the first time, he recognized what kind of people these so-called fanatics were. "Are you really going to start a war?"
"You won't move if we don't force you, you're too weak, you need us to inject you with courage and determination," Thomas murmured. "It doesn't matter if you hate us."
"You've succeeded." By now, the four zealots that Orlanto had healed had gotten better, their injuries had been suppressed, and he no longer needed to protect them with his life, so he stood up and walked slowly toward Thomas. "Now that we've attacked the First Princess's manor, we don't know if she's dead or alive, and the royal family is ours to fall out with."
Thomas smiled smugly.
Orlanto took a deep breath. "So what are you going to do next? Do you have a plan that's ready to be decided? "
"You'd like to join us?" Thomas asked, a little surprised.
Orlanto stood next to Thomas. "I don't approve of your actions, extremely disapprove. But now that things have come to this, war with the royal family is a sure thing, and instead of holding you accountable, it's better to take over your work and do a good job. "
Thomas froze for a moment, then burst out laughing.
He pressed his head with his right hand, laughing so hard that his whole body shook.
A dozen seconds later, he turned, knelt on one knee to Orlanto, and said with a fanatical expression, "As expected of the beloved child of the Goddess, Sir Orlanto, please direct our actions."
"Alas, the divine realm on earth." Orlanto looked at the manor ahead, thought for a moment, and said, "Send a team into the manor to clean up the remnants of the enemy, spare those who surrender, kill those who resist, and see if we can find the First Princess."
"Sir, do you think she's still alive?" Thomas frowned as he looked into the manor. "Still alive under such an offensive? That's unlikely, the First Princess isn't known for her martial prowess. "
"But she has two very powerful people around her." Orlanto froze, then his eyes lit up. "Sure enough."
By now the smoke was gradually dissipating, and deep in the manor, there was a blue magic boundary with four vague figures inside.
Roland stood in the boundary, flanked by Andonara, Stephanie, and Lady Bluebird.
When the enemy began to attack, he held up the boundary to protect Stephanie.
Then Andonara hugged Lady Bluebird, using her own body to protect Lady Bluebird, and ran into the boundary amidst the frenzied bombardment of light divine spells.
In fact, Andonara wasn't afraid of these light divine spells at all. She was already very strong to begin with, and now she had Phoenix's blood essence to increase her strength again.
The magic resistance of a Great Swordsman to begin with was extremely strong, and so was the magic resistance of a Hero, and with the addition of blood essence into her body.
With the three stacked together, ordinary magic had no effect on her at all.
She wasn't afraid of low-level divine spells, but that didn't mean Lady Bluebird wasn't.
That didn't mean Roland wasn't.
So she had to stay with these three, and in case the boundary couldn't hold, she would use her body to block the magic for Roland first.
But fortunately, Roland had studied magic for so long and specifically strengthened his upper limit of magic power, not to hold up a magic boundary or a defensive measure like a magic shield.
Until his magic power was used up, even a god wouldn't be able to break through his defenses.
Looking at his blue bars that had been lost by more than half, Roland took a deep breath.
"Anna, I'll open the boundary later. You rush up and interfere with their movements, don't let them cast divine spells that can interfere with spatial jumps," Roland said indifferently. "Also, don't fight that Saint Samurai head-on. You can beat him, but I'm afraid that after you hack him to death, the Goddess of Light will descend, and that will be troublesome."
"In other words, the other Priests of Light can do whatever they want?"
"Yes, except for the Saint Samurai, you can kill them all," Roland continued. "After we leave, you walk out of the city, and I'll come back for you after I teleport them to a safe place."
"No problem." Andonara subconsciously licked her lips.
She didn't like fighting, and she didn't like killing.
But she wanted to hack anyone who dared to touch her man, her friends.
At this moment, Stephanie was on the side, her hands clenched into fists, and her originally beautiful big eyes were bloodshot. "I'm not leaving, this is my home, how can I leave!"
"Where there's life, there's hope." Roland put his left and right hands on Lady Bluebird and Stephanie. "Anna, I'm going to open the boundary."
Andonara put her right hand on the hilt of her sword. "No problem, open it."
With a thought from Roland, the boundary disappeared instantly.
At the same time, a huge golden ball of light with a long trail of flames suddenly came from the opposite side.
"Sunset!" Roland snorted softly. "The Saint Samurai is indeed on the side of the attackers."
Roland wasn't surprised, because in any case, these people were members of the Church of Light, and there were hundreds of them, and they had even attacked the First Princess's manor. From the looks of it, they were here to kill the First Princess.
If he were the Saint Samurai Orlanto, he would definitely help the attackers in this situation.
After all, things had come to this point, and it was almost irreparable.
Instead of that, it was better to just follow them to the end.
This was no longer a matter of good and evil, but a matter of position.
The huge golden ball of light was thrown into the air, and Andonara turned into a white shadow and rushed over.
Then the longsword was unsheathed, and the blue sword light cut the entire ball of light in half, and then the ball of light disappeared.
The Saint Samurai was immediately stunned when he saw this.
Sunset was a fairly powerful area-of-effect spell among the light divine spells, and it was inherently explosive.
But this woman actually cut it in half and even 'eliminated' the Sunfall Divine Art.
This wasn't something that the average person could do.
Just as Orlanto was in a daze, Andonara's gaze shifted over.
Her beautiful peach blossom eyes glinted with a dense coldness.
"This is bad!"
Just by looking at the other party's aura, Orlanto already knew that this woman was definitely at the Legendary level.
When did Stephanie have a Legendary bodyguard by her side?
His mind was thinking as fast as lightning, and at the same time, his instinctive actions didn't fall behind as he roared, "Open the United Light Boundary, this woman isn't …"
As soon as he said that, the woman rushed over with a swish.
The Warrior skill, Charge!
Almost all Warriors knew how to use this skill, but there was a difference between fast and extremely fast Charge.
Andonara was the extremely fast kind.
Just as he heard a swish, Andonara had already rushed in front of Orlanto, then raised her leg and kicked fiercely.
This movement was also so fast that no one could see it, and Orlanto had just realized that there was an extra person in front of him before his whole body was already flying backward.
He knocked down and sent flying a dozen or so heretic interrogators behind him before he stopped.
He felt a tightness in his chest, and then he saw that the light boundary formed by more than four hundred people had enveloped him in it.
It should be said that it enveloped all of them in it.
Safe … A boundary of more than four hundred people couldn't be broken by the average person.
Only then did he dare to look at his body, and this glance made his scalp tingle.
On the pale golden iron armor, strengthened by the Body of Light's divine talent, there was a footprint that was a centimeter-deep dent.
She actually wounded the Body of Light?
Orlanto jerked his head up and looked at Andonara in disbelief.
This woman was at the peak of the Legendary level, already close to a Demigod?
How was that possible!
He suddenly felt a sense of unease, quite unease.
Andonara, on the other hand, looked at the boundary in front of her and kicked it hard.
With a loud bang, spiderweb cracks appeared on the ground around the boundary, but the boundary wasn't damaged at all.
There was even a recoil that made Andonara take a half step back.
Narrowing her eyes slightly, Andonara's body began to emit a large number of blue flames.
The flames grew stronger and stronger, turning into a huge cluster of fire … finally forming a giant blue firebird nearly three meters tall.
Andonara was in the middle of this firebird.
"Phoenix?"
Orlanto froze, then a look of horror appeared in his eyes.
Andonara drew her sword and slashed horizontally.
There was no earth-shattering sound, no exaggerated special effects.
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