The Voidwalkers had to admit that they had overestimated the angels. They had assumed that the angels would not stoop so low as to resort to sneak attacks, so they were caught off guard.
Speaking of which, ever since the angels had descended upon the city, they had first used a wide-area anti-magic spell. Then, they had carefully probed the city's defenses. When they realized that their enemies had the ability to kill angels, they had immediately retreated and used the strengthened believers to attack the city.
"Who was the one who said that they have no combat experience?!" The Archmage bellowed as he bombarded the believers who were trying to climb the city wall with spells.
Isn't it your favorite disciple?! The Soul Armature Practitioner grumbled in his mind, but he still managed to speak politely. "Sir Hope, it's been six thousand years since you first met Noirciel. During these six thousand years, they might have learned how cunning humans can be."
As he spoke, the Soul Armature Practitioner produced a red orb from his belt and tossed it at the Archmage. "It's you! Yagu Beast! "
The red orb glowed brightly, and a gigantic land dragon emerged from it. It rampaged through the crowd of believers at the foot of the city wall, and its destructive power was no less than that of the Engineer Walker's toy. The believers who were brave enough to charge at the land dragon were sent flying with a flick of its tail.
Although the believers were blessed and healed, they were not invincible. Hundreds of corpses were soon left behind in the face of the earth dragon's incisive attacks. The golden armor of the believers seemed to be unable to withstand such tremendous power.
People always assumed that the Soul Armature Practitioner who invented the Soul Armature was a character related to the Soul Armature. They often forgot that the Soul Armature Practitioner was actually a very powerful summoner. It was through his understanding of summoning that he was able to successfully invent the Soul Armature.
"Once they leave the golden barrier, their healing and defense will be greatly weakened," the Soul Armature Practitioner reminded the Archmage. The Soul Armature Practitioner observed the situation for a while and then reminded the Archmage, "Your Excellency, you can try to attack the closest enemies first."
Due to the three Piggish Grunts' feat of shattering the stars in the sky, Arfin City was no longer shrouded in golden light. The Archmage followed the Soul Armature Practitioner's suggestion and found that the power of his spells had returned to normal. Excited, the Archmage bombarded the city wall with spells, clearing the area in no time at all, relieving the pressure on the wall.
"Yagu beast, use your tail!" The Soul Armature Practitioner issued a final command to the drake. A handful of enemies who were trying to climb up its body were thrown to the ground, and the Soul Armature Practitioner stomped them into a pile of meat paste.
However, the Archmage did not seem to be satisfied with the outcome of the battle. "Although it's stable, I still feel like you're mistaken about something."
"Oh? Is that what you care about? This is actually a special summoning technique that I created myself. " The Soul Armature Practitioner pointed at the Drake, which had grown bigger and glowed with a strange orange light. "This is not an ordinary Drake. It should be able to evolve into a fire-breathing dragon, and then into a Miga fire-breathing dragon …"
"But isn't it called Yagu Beast?!"
"Don't mind the details. It's just the same name," the Soul Armature Practitioner said in a hushed tone as he continued to command the drake to move toward other areas.
The Archmage and the Soul Armature Practitioner quickly stabilized the situation at the south gate. The Engineer Walker and the Blacksmith Walker were in charge of the west gate as well. The Void's mechanized army was stationed there, and unlike humans, the ice-cold marionettes did not panic. Instead, they were always ready for battle, and the moment the enemy attacked the city, they launched a counterattack.
The one-eyed, round-headed puppets stood in their respective positions, beating down the believers who had climbed up the walls like whack-a-mole. Some of the believers relied on their agility to climb up the walls, but they were caught by the reactivated Talandar. Even though the believers had the protection of the angels, they could not resist Talandar, which was powered by the power of the void. It grabbed two believers with each hand and spat out black flames from its palms, burning them to ashes.
After clearing the enemies on the city wall, Talandar morphed into its spider form and spat out deadly beams of light at the enemies who were attacking the city gate.
The number of dead bodies the enemies had left at the west gate was even higher than the number at the south gate. The only downside was that Talandar's voice module had malfunctioned, so it had been slaughtering the enemies in silence.
The north gate, where Hmmph the Warrior was stationed, was guarded by the Northern Warriors and the Elven Archers led by Nydore. Although there were a few casualties, the situation was still under control.
To everyone's surprise, the eastern gate, which had the widest area of defense and was also the strongest, was guarded by the Second Walker, the Swordsman, and the Barbarian, the Cleric, and the Holy Knight. In terms of combat power, the eastern gate was supposed to be the strongest of the four, but when everyone else had defeated the enemy and started to clean up the battlefield, they still hadn't finished their battle?
"What's going on? What's taking you so long? "the Archmage asked impatiently.
"We have a lot of enemies here," the Cleric Walker replied. The Caveman Walker's screams could be heard in the background. It was obvious that the battle was going on.
"But you have the most men," the Archmage retorted.
"Our wall is the shortest, and the area we're defending is too large," the Cleric Walker explained. Banging sounds could be heard in the background. It seemed like the Paladin Walker was attacking the enemies.
"But you have the most soldiers," the Cleric Walker said.
"The Second Walker refused to join the battle and just watched from the sidelines. Our AoE damage isn't enough," the Cleric Walker said, betraying his comrade.
The Magician shook his head and activated the surveillance spell in that area. Then, he saw a very funny scene.
Be it the believers or the defenders, they were all glowing with a golden light. It was obvious that the defenders were under the influence of the Cleric's divine spell. In such a small skirmish, the effect of divine spells was not much worse than the angel's blessing. The soldiers on both sides were locked in a stalemate, and the battle was soon in a stalemate.
Perhaps it was because the eastern wall was a little short, but the enemies saw it as an important gap. After suffering setbacks in the other three directions, they focused on this one. From afar, the Caveman Walker and the Paladin Walker could see a sea of black heads. Even though the Caveman Walker and the Paladin Walker were fighting hard, it would still take them some time to take out so many enemies.
Fortunately, the Blacksmith Walker had good news. "Don't be afraid. My Italian Cannons are ready."
A few moments later, the eastern wall, where the enemies were the most densely packed, exploded. Fortunately, with the protection of the Holy Light, the Caveman Walker and the Paladin Walker managed to force the enemies to retreat.
The battle was coming to an end. After a series of fierce battles, it was already five o 'clock in the afternoon. The sun was setting, and the Holy Light, which covered the entire continent, had shrunk back to Shansa City. Now that the believers were no longer under the protection of the Holy Light, they could hardly fight.
The angels did not seem to want to disrupt the natural order of things.
The Archmage had planned to use this opportunity to deal a heavy blow to the believers, but as soon as he started chanting, a series of spatial distortions appeared outside Arfin City. The believers, who had been beaten senseless, fled the scene in a dignified manner.
"Motherf * cker!" The Archmage Walker, who had been forced to stop chanting, cursed. Did the enemies think they could come and go as they pleased? Did they think this was a public toilet?!
On the other hand, Angel wasn't happy about the victory. Instead, he couldn't suppress his displeasure and it was written all over his face.
"Humans are too weak." Paimon lowered his head and looked at the worshippers he had sent back to Shansa City. They were all kneeling on the ground, praying. Paimon had sent a hundred thousand worshippers to Arfin City, but only eighty thousand of them had returned. The Voidwalkers had lost twenty thousand people in half a day, and that was under the protection of the Holy Light.
The Voidwalkers, on the other hand, had only lost five hundred soldiers. Most of the wounded had been treated in time and would soon be able to fight again.
"They lack command, guidance, and sufficient weapons. I've observed the battlefield. Without a commander, they are like a plate of sand. They can only fight on instinct. " Baal tried his best to explain his believers' behavior. "Plus, the enemies used some strange means to touch the Holy Light. It's a place without light."
The Archangel had a clear understanding of the situation. Although there were many believers, most of them were commoners who had not received any training. Although the angels had given them extraordinary power, they did not know how to use it. All they could do was charge forward with passion, and if they could not reach the Holy Light, they would find another place to run. Once they were out of the protection of the Holy Light, they would be easily killed by the enemies.
Previously, the believers had only been able to achieve limited results because of the crusaders and paladins among the believers.
If not for the angel's voice, they would have been able to maintain a basic level of rationality. Otherwise, the chaos they had created would have been enough to destroy this shining army.
This kind of army was only good at scaring people, but if they were to really encounter a tough opponent like the Voidwalkers, at least half of them would have died if not for the divine light blocking the magic and cannons.
"Send two warriors to guide them," Paimon said helplessly.
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