"Did he fail again? Lori, didn't you say that he would succeed this time? "
[An accident, an accident. How would I know that he would suddenly level up at such a time? I overloaded myself and failed.]
Sudden accidents always made people irritated, especially when the core part of the plan suddenly went awry.
"… When will he be able to succeed in his Descent? Was it enough when you were a second-level God? Or do you need to wait until you're a third-level God? "
[A second-level God should be enough. Yep, at least we can try.]
Did she mean that she still wasn't certain? Rorschach was rather annoyed, but more than that, he felt helpless.
The number one expert of the Game Church, or at least the strongest on the surface, had been the seemingly unreliable Isabella for a long time … and in fact, she was very unreliable.
Isabella's natural talents as a high-level Blood Tribe member, her extraordinary magic power, and her time in the military gave her the ability to squander her talents.
Many long-lived individuals were like this. Perhaps they didn't work hard enough, or perhaps they didn't have any goals or pursuits to be proud of, but as they lived for a long time, they would be involved in many major events and experience many things. Naturally, they would become very strong.
Of course, the long-eared individuals who enjoyed peaceful lives would spend most of their time studying tea, flowers, art, banquets, and so on. That was another matter altogether.
Isabella was very strong. She was stronger than anyone in the Game Church in Ansorenne. Rorschach was well aware of this. In fact, he had never seen Isabella being forced to her limits before.
Yet, even though she was clearly their strongest ace, most people were unable to respect her in the slightest, not to mention trust her enough.
On the other hand, there was one person who was not only the Game Church's champion in terms of personal strength, but also received everyone's praise and respect for his chivalry.
That's right, he was Lynn, the Headless Knight Lynn.
For the past two years, he had been serving as the Game Church's Templar Knight Captain. In other words, he was the leader of the Aishi's military defense forces. He had always been cautious and conscientious.
He used to be the commander of the Northern Kingdom's army. Rorschach wasn't sure how strong he was, but he thought that he should be several times stronger than Isabella.
What was commendable was that while he possessed great power, he was humble, cautious, and had a knightly spirit that treated the weak well. After getting over the period when he was unfamiliar with the Undead Knights, he quickly became the most respected big brother in the Church.
With him overseeing Aishi's headquarters, everything go smoothly.
But now, with the successful development of Ansolion and the successful construction of the new city of Tonia, the Game Church would gradually focus their attention on this area, just like the successful predecessors of the previous churches.
Naturally, the manpower and military force had to be transferred. Core personnel like Joelson naturally had to be transferred over.
This was originally part of the plan. When the base in Cape Town was built, his name was even on the support list.
But in the end, the Game Church failed again and again.
Actually, this wasn't untraceable. It was just that from the beginning, everyone had underestimated the strength of this seemingly ordinary and harmonious Headless Knight. Or more accurately, the weight of his soul.
The two worlds of Aishi and Ansorenne were like two sides of a great river. The New God and his God's Kingdom were the bridge between the two worlds. The soul of the Game Church's descender was the traveler who crossed the bridge to reach the other side.
In most cases, as long as there were enough "tickets (slots and soul carriers)," the success rate of the traveler was 100%. Moreover, there were no restrictions.
But if the weight of the traveler's soul was too great, it would be like a heavy tank weighing dozens of tons walking onto a civilian overpass. It was very likely that the entire bridge would collapse together with the traveler. And if the traveler's soul was a warship weighing tens of thousands of tons … then that was basically suicide.
Previously, the Northern Bone Dragon hiding in the Game Church was unable to descend. That was obviously a warship-class monster. There was no need to even think about successfully crossing the bridge.
Lynn's situation was much more subtle. Just like the tank that might or might not cross the bridge, although it exceeded the theoretical limits of the New God, it wasn't completely impossible to cross the bridge. This made it very difficult for Lynn to give up.
"In that case, let's make the bridge stronger. If a Level 0 God isn't enough, a Level 1 God should be enough."
But the reality was that Lori, who had successfully ascended, still failed once again. It was just that from the previous 1/3 chance of success to the current 1/3 chance of failure … there was actually no difference. The consequences of failure were too great, and Lori couldn't afford to gamble.
And Lynn's failure once again made the current situation even more difficult.
There were less than twenty descenders. Although each of them could be considered elites, they were far too pitiful when compared to all the major and minor factions in the Halet Wastelands.
"With this number, we won't even be enough to fill the gaps between the teeth of the other churches in the simulated battle."
The first batch of magic armors was expected to be forty. Including the magic armors from before and the newly purchased magic armors, they should be able to gather two squadrons of sixty magic armors.
This kind of military strength would be considered quite good in the previous Level 0 Church territory. But in the current stage, it would only be able to make up for appearances. But the current problem was even crueler. They didn't even have enough pilots for two squadrons.
The next year's descenders would have to wait for another year. The quality of the descenders' warriors was different, and their loyalty would require time to test. Even if they were forced to work together, they would still need time to get used to each other. The absence of a Temple Knight captain made the already insufficient manpower situation even worse.
"What about Ariel?"
[She agreed. But don't have too much hope. After all, this is just a small mercenary team. No matter how you look at it, there won't be more than two digits. We still don't have enough people.]
"Is there no other way?"
[… …]
Silence was the most obvious answer. At this point in time, even the mercenaries couldn't be found.
Although the current situation was within his expectations, Rorschach still found it hard to accept when it really came to this point.
The main test of the simulated battle had already revealed some clues. At the very least, it would be a medium-sized terrain battle with multiple squadrons. At that time, if Rorschach's side didn't even have enough people, it would be too unsightly.
In another two months, the first batch of descenders should have finished their training. The new descenders would also be able to arrive one after another, and the distant mercenaries would also be able to catch up.
But now, time wasn't on the side of the small churches that weren't ready yet.
"Give up this year?"
Forcing a duck to a perch wasn't a good thing. If they exposed their weakness, they would become prey in the eyes of others. Rorschach made this judgment after seriously considering the current situation.
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