The Solna River was much more ferocious in the rainy season. The waves were rolling and roaring.
In front of a temple by the river, Nob was holding a delicate scepter made of laurel, waiting for Francis with a gloomy face. He never expected that the priest of the God of Revival, Fertility, and Redemption would suddenly ask for a duel. Why couldn't the priest wait for one more day? After tonight, Nob would not have to risk his life to fight an unknown opponent, because a dead man would never ask for a duel.
Not long after the meeting in the morning, Nob received a message from Nena from the Lord of War, which asked the God of Moon and the Lord of Underworld to kill Leviathan and Francis tonight, in order to draw out Ell, who even the gods were worried about.
Therefore, Nob hurriedly contacted the God of Moon, who was hiding in the woods nearby. At noon, they discussed the plan in the temple, including how to launch a surprise attack, how to cooperate with the priests, how to prevent the betrayal of other religions, how to use the support of the Lord of War to win over and suppress the other religions, and how to torture and kill Leviathan and Francis to the maximum extent to infuriate the God of Revival, Fertility, and Redemption so that the God of Revival, Fertility, and Redemption would not be able to control himself.
However, when Nob and the God of Moon, Asin, were having a great discussion, thinking that victory was in sight and that their enemies were about to fall, a formal invitation for a duel was sent to him. Nob was both confused and alarmed.
What frightened him even more was that he saw a trace of fear on the great Goddess of Moon's face. She was afraid of the audacity and recklessness of Ell's priests, and she was afraid of the power behind them. Therefore, he felt a strong sense of uneasiness. After all, no one had ever heard of the God of Resurrection, Fertility, and Redemption, and no one knew what level He had reached. They could only guess from the description of the God of Resurrection, Fertility, and Redemption, which was beyond imagination. How strong would His high priest be?
Nob wanted to postpone the duel to the next day, but Francis refused to budge. In a theocratic society, a duel in the name of blasphemy was not something that could be refused. If anyone backed down, he and the god he represented would be discredited and abandoned by the believers. The one who proposed the duel would also have the right to attack at any time and place. Therefore, Nob had no choice but to accept the duel.
"It's okay. He is probably a fake god, a liar!" Looking at the crowd, Nob murmured to himself in a low voice.
The Solna Valley was rich and prosperous. Before the Lord of War took control of the valley, there were no conflicts between the churches. Duels between priests were common. Therefore, the people in the city of Husum were quite experienced in such things. They knew that even if they wanted to watch a fight, they had to stay far away from it. For example, on the other side of the Solna River, the duels between the gods were not as dull as the fights between ordinary people. The sound and light of the duels could be heard very far away.
"The God of Revival, Fertility, and Redemption is so powerful. His priests must be powerful as well. I think the priest of the God of Moon is going to return to the embrace of moonlight this time," said a young man excitedly beside the river. He used to be a shallow believer of the Lord of Underworld, but now he was inclined to change his faith.
"That's not necessarily true. It was just a debate in the morning. We won't know whether the priest is powerful or not until the real battle," refuted a devout believer of the God of Moon loudly.
Behind them, Ramiro folded his arms and listened to the discussion quietly. He thought to himself in confusion, "I have collected detailed information about the Eldo Peninsula before I came here. How come I didn't find anything about the God of Revival, Fertility, and Redemption? The target is Asin, the God of Moon. Is it Alterna, the Silver Moon? His rank had fallen to such an extent? Or is someone from other forces pretending to be a god? "
Ramiro's face had become a standard Barril face. Standing in the crowd, he was like a drop of water falling into the ocean. No one could tell him apart.
At this time, two young men in simple white robes stepped on the stairs in front of the temple of the God of Moon. The noises by the river immediately quieted down.
Lucien, who was also carrying a big sword on his back, stopped about ten meters away from Nob, closer to the Solna River. Lucien said seriously, "Today, we are fighting for the glory of the Lord. We will not back down until we die. Priest Nob, are you ready? "
Not back down until we die? These two guys were too confident. Hearing such words, Nob's fear turned into anger, "Leviathan, is it you or Francis?"
"As the chosen one of the great God of Revival, Fertility, and Redemption, as well as the preacher and spokesman of the God of Revival, Fertility, and Redemption in the Solna Valley, a priest of a false god like you is not qualified to fight with me. Francis, let him repent in the underworld and accept the fair judgment of our Lord." Lucien said whatever he could to provoke Nob.
"False god priest? Good! Good! I'll let everyone know who the false god is! " Nob was so angry at Leviathan's arrogance that he even heard the great God of Moon's roar in the temple behind him, "After I kill Francis, I'll challenge you. You can't refuse this duel!"
Lucien smiled, "Priest Nob, you have to remember that a dead man cannot issue a challenge."
"Good! Wait! " Nob took a deep breath and suppressed his anger. The most important thing right now was to face Francis. He could not lose his mind because of Leviathan's provocation.
Francis had been silent all this time. At this moment, he slowly pulled out his greatsword from his back and stared at Nob, "I'll judge you on behalf of my Lord!"
"I'll punish you on behalf of the great God of Moon." Nob's words made Lucien's eyelids twitch. He almost burst into laughter.
The priest of the Temple of War announced in a low voice, "Let the duel begin!"
Francis held his greatsword with both hands and stomped hard on the ground with his right foot. He dashed to Nob like a gust of wind and swung his greatsword horizontally. The sound of wind stopped abruptly.
Two silver moons appeared in Nob's eyes. Layers of shadows of light and darkness appeared in front of him, as if he was in a dark place under the moonlight at night.
When the greatsword hit the shadows, it was as if it was lost in the mist.
Seizing the opportunity, Nob pointed his laurel scepter at Francis. The temperature in the air suddenly dropped. Sharp icicles formed in the air and surrounded Francis like a dense ball.
When Nob saw that Francis was a priest specializing in strength and melee combat, he was actually relieved. Although Francis' spell could not hurt Nob's body, it could at least freeze Nob's body and restrict his movements, thus tipping the scales of victory to Nob.
Facing the ferocious ice ball, Francis put on a faint smile. He raised his greatsword and swung it down with a loud roar. Suddenly, two identical shadows appeared in front of him, behind him, and on his left and right sides. They were also smiling and wielding their greatswords. It was as if nine people were working together.
However, the giant swords of these nine figures were all different. Some were wrapped in lightning, some were sputtering with dark green acid, some were blazing with flames, some were dry and rotten, some were colorful, and some were crystal clear and cold. They didn't look like illusions at all.
The icicles hit Francis, who did not dodge, and a thick layer of ice formed on his body. However, as Francis charged forward, countless cracks appeared on the layer of ice and turned it into pieces of crystal ice. There was not even a single wound on Francis's body.
The nine shadows struck Nob at the same time. The buffering time for casting spells was not over yet, and he did not have the time to dodge.
Different lights burst out, and Nob's body shattered like glass.
In the shadow far away, Nob suddenly crawled out. He looked extremely embarrassed. He threw out one divine spell after another, but Francis was not affected at all. Together with the eight "shadows", Francis rushed to Nob and raised his sword, ready to kill Nob.
"Lightning, acid, fire, withering, poison, ice, death, spiritual shock … Strong resistance to magic and divine spells … This is indeed the power of the Hydra …" Lucien carefully analyzed Francis' bloodline and power level. "… He only showed the power of a level seven Knight, but he must have been holding back. So, he should be a level eight … level eight Hydra Bloodline Knight. The nobles, the knights in the north, and the fallen knights in the Dark Mountain Range can be ruled out. It seems that he is a night watcher of the North and South Churches, or some other secret forces of the Church of False Gods."
There were not many level-eight Knights, but there were not many of them either. It was impossible for such a person to appear out of nowhere. Apart from the members of the night watchers who had concealed their identities and the members of the Church of False Gods, the Congress of Magic more or less had all the information about level-eight Knights. Although the information was not very detailed, the specific bloodline was still recorded. Therefore, Lucien did not find anyone who matched Francis' power and bloodline characteristics.
On the other side of the river, Ramiro's face suddenly became serious. "It's him?"
"What a powerful divine-blood. The God of Resurrection, Fertility, and Redemption is not a false god …" Seeing that Nob was about to be killed by Francis' giant sword, many priests hiding in the crowd began to murmur to themselves. Their minds were filled with complicated thoughts.
Roar! The Solna River suddenly roared crazily, raising a giant wave more than ten meters high. Like a tide drawn by the moon, the wave hit Francis fiercely.
Finally, Asin, the God of Moon, could not wait any longer!
Lucien did not waste any time. He ran as fast as he could and controlled his speed to be close to that of an official Knight. In only a few seconds, he had reached the cliff where the tide did not reach. Lucien threw himself into the Solna River.
Francis leaned back, and the eight phantoms did the same, as if a nine-headed snake was spitting at the sky. Lightning, fire, acid, and all the other elements melded into a dark tide and crashed into the tide.
The Hydra was also good at controlling water!
A thin ray of moonlight lit up. Behind Francis, an old man with a white beard holding a machete appeared. Surrounded by the light, the old man was Asin's human form.
As soon as Asin's machete was swung, his eyes suddenly froze. A long sword of dark energy, which seemed to be able to destroy the world, fell from the sky and slashed at his back.
"The remnants of Avando have joined Ell's side?" Asin was both shocked and angry. He recognized that the old man was Jacob, the chief priest of Avando. However, the defensive spell he cast on himself was aimed at Resurrection, Fertility, and Redemption!
Lucien did not know what was going on up there. Before he fell into the river, he heard Ell's cold and distant voice, "I order you to die!"
The river water flowed over his body. The mottled green stone in his right hand brought fresh air. Lucien did not go down with the current, but swam upstream like a fish.
The cold light spots drifted away from Asin and were taken away by Francis, who had entangled Asin. Just as Ell was about to kill Asin once and for all, an iron-black long arrow without any luster suddenly flashed in front of Ell and pierced through him with terrifying power!
"You false god!" A horrible roar came out from the Temple of War.
It was the Lord of War himself! His real body was not in the Angornorma Empire, but in the Solna Valley!
What on earth attracted him here?
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