Waves of dizziness plagued Sonia. Her mental strength was close to drying up, and she struggled to support herself amidst the cold and dizziness so as not to collapse due to exhaustion.
A dozen Beyelan nobles who were resting and recuperating in the summer palace in Odessa heard indescribable gibbering without warning. The crazy and chaotic atmosphere made the sensitive spellcasters tremble. By the time they and the guards gathered, they were already outside.
Surrounded by cultists, shouting that the Beyeland rat should be burned to death.
The people of Odessa were pouring into the palace and attacking the palace. The nobles and guards retreated to the depths of the summer palace, relying on the deep corridors and intricate rooms and stairs to buy time. Even Sonia had to join in arranging magical defenses or
To counteract the work of enemy spellcasters.
Odessa's strength was far superior to theirs, and with some calculations and unintentional calculations, they repelled the nearby Bayeran army that wanted to come for support in a blink of an eye, and continuously compressed the area within the Summer Palace.
Logically speaking, Beyelan's limited power cannot withstand it. It can sustain until now because Odessa has also fallen into great chaos due to the breath of the New God Sanyi; secondly, Odessa's strong men
Most of them were on the periphery to contain and block other forces, and the strong ones who stayed in the city were mainly focused on presiding over the ceremony.
Even so, under the attack of enemies with overwhelming numbers and extraordinary strength, the defense line in the summer palace was in danger. Everyone retreated to the last hall, blocking the long corridor with bows, arrows and magic spells, and made a final resistance.
After Sonia deployed several shield spells and used up her magic power, she was finally replaced by someone to rest. She walked to a corner of the hall. Kallen and other guards pushed up to the defense line at the bottom of the building, with only her personal maid Anna beside her.
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As soon as she sat down, a group of bats rushed in from the window and gathered into a familiar human shape.
"Griffith!" Sonia's tired eyes immediately became like morning stars, and the gloomy room became brighter. However, she soon realized that the visitor was not her knight. Although the appearance was exactly the same, the temperament was the same.
An unclear feeling told her that this was not the same person.
"Minos, come here under the orders of the knights," Minos knelt down on one knee and respectfully reported, "The assault force has been assembled near the square. Please wait a moment, young lady, to join us."
"Yes!" Sonia nodded, "Minos, we need you to contain the enemies outside to buy time for us to reorganize our defense line."
"Your will is my action," Minos stood up, "After the knight's assault begins, the psychic signals in this area will be blocked. If there are any orders that need to be conveyed, please let me know."
"Why is it blocked? Ah, forget it, please tell Griffith to pay attention to his safety and not to be impatient," Sonia suppressed her surging curiosity and added, "And there is
"I have no doubts about his victory."
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The setting sun at dusk reflects on the spear thorns, painting the silver forest of spears with the golden red of the sunset.
1,200 soldiers formed a strict square formation, with a rectangular gun formation in the middle and a small square formation at each corner, composed of sword and shield soldiers, crossbowmen and ballistae. The 16 square formations were arranged in a rectangular formation in three rows at the front and back.
They are spaced twenty-five to thirty meters apart to facilitate the passage of messengers and cavalry.
In the open space between the 20,000 phalanx soldiers and the cathedral, as well as on the balconies of nearby buildings, one hundred thousand believers gathered on the roof. More believers were scattered in the corners of the city. They held hands, knelt on the ground, and followed the holy priesthood.
They chanted indescribable incantations in unison, calling for the coming of the great new god.
Shining lights and arcs appeared on the square. A huge magic circle had clearly been buried underground. Hundreds of thousands of people stood on this huge magic circle, chanting unidentifiable prayers.
Even the great memorial ceremonies of the Holy Light Holy See in the past could not reach such a scale.
In the past half month, I have been tortured by fear and grief, and I have witnessed the pure saint reveal her twisted and disgusting true face. The most pious faith has turned into the most complete betrayal. The believers have the same emotions,
Rise up and call upon a new god to shepherd His lambs.
There is nothing more important than praying at this moment. Everyone is bathed in the gentle light, calling for the same country, one faith, and one god under the leadership of the clergy who have converted to the new god!
There is also the same leader. "Mysterious Lord" Seydlitz von Kurtzbach thought silently in his heart. He saw this magnificent and pure scenery, and his heart surged.
This magnificent scene and devout faith are the perfect fusion of order and power. How sacred and beautiful it is.
Great times are coming!
This is a great moment when new gods replace old gods and change the world. How can we not make the believers of the Lord ecstatic and trembling!
Some commanders objected to the dense formation in the square, believing that there was no need to concentrate so many troops in the square and that they should be sent out to assemble outside the city to meet the main army that was surrounding Beyelan from all over the world. However,
This suggestion encountered an insurmountable obstacle. The new god is about to come. The center of the ceremony is the square of the summer palace. Everyone near here has the possibility to become the Lord's elect and receive beautiful blessings and gifts.
The gaze of the new god is the highest blessing to the believers who have just collapsed from the faith of the Holy Light, just like a fish longing for water. It is not enough to not be able to witness the Lord's coming to the world up close. Moreover, the Beyelan army is still far away
It's quite far away, so there's no need to go out of the city to attack now.
"My brothers and sisters! This resonance of the will to abandon the past and run towards new life is the great spirit of our time. Under the guidance of the ceremony, the door to the world will be opened for the coming of our Lord!
Wearing a purple robe, Seydlitz raised his hands high, announcing like a great commander and the spokesperson of the gods. The sky in Odessa was violently windy, outlining a breathtaking illusory vortex. The great fabric of life is about to pass through.
The barrier of the plane.
The ceremony was about to be completed, and everyone cheered in unison.
Seydlitz then issued orders one after another with unparalleled momentum and nobility.
"Mobilize some of the phalanx soldiers to eliminate the remnants of Bayerland who have occupied the bridgehead position on the river bank. I see that their formation is getting tighter and tighter. There must be six or seven hundred people. What's going on with the artillery that came off the boats?
Why didn't Dillaz's team sink them into the river?"
Bishop Horus stood aside and looked at the worshipers who were chanting like a tsunami and the small Beyelan army that was crossing the bridge and spreading out on the shore of the square.
"What's on your mind, Bishop?"
"I have a bad feeling," Horus said, raising his hand and pointing to the north. "The meteorites and impacts that fell just now are the gods testing their weapons."
"Oh, um, it's okay," Seydlitz said with a relieved smile. "The power of the Lord will give us eternal life and evolution with infinite possibilities, and even surpass those immortal elves. The Lord said
Now, let him handle it as a demigod. We can organize the ceremony and open the passage as soon as possible."
Horus added: "That Bijran army, I heard that their commander is Griffith de Ravenel. He is a young man, but he is different. He is a very wise commander.
, it is impossible to launch a suicide attack with such a small number of troops. He must have some kind of conspiracy, some kind of plan that he thinks can defeat us and destroy the ceremony."
"Let him do it," Seydlitz chuckled, "I don't care."
Horus pondered for a while and said:
"Lord Seydlitz, please send more people to take down the recalcitrant Byerland nobles in the summer palace. There is Count Larmore's daughter there. Using her to sacrifice will definitely satisfy the god."
"What's the use of that little girl?"
"It is very useful. The ceremony to welcome the gods requires the emotions of hundreds of thousands of people as energy. The purer and more intense it is, the faster it is.
"Burn her to death in front of the believers, or behead her in front of her knights, wrap her up and send her away. The moment the pure and beautiful girl dies, the impact of grief and despair will make the resonance of the believers even more intense. You understand me.
Meaning. She is of no use, but her withering away can become a catalyst for the ritual, making the passion of the believers more intense. Yes, it is better to burn her to death."
"Okay, okay," Seydlitz sent some people for reinforcements, but still muttered, "Although she is an enemy, she burned the nobles, especially the countess, to death for the sake of common people's emotions. Alas, this will not happen again."
The mysterious lord waved his hand to drive away the gray emotions and looked at the troops waiting in the square.
"Horus, we succeeded.
"After so many arrangements, worries and operations of the sun and the moon, this day has finally arrived. From the moment the Angevin girl lost control, the faith of Odessa has been controlled by us. Our army is growing stronger every moment,
Our followers are endless.
"Do you know how many troops we have in the square? There are 16 phalanxes composed of 20,000 people. Each phalanx has 1,200 pikemen, crossbowmen, and sword and shield veterans of the regular army as the core.
"Such a powerful force is enough to restrain the curse of a large-scale attack. Behind us are our extraordinarys. Extraordinaries and officers are responsible for the organization and operation. 16 square formations are stationed in the square. When the ceremony is completed, we will be under the blessing of the gods.
When they go into battle, once the god's warriors join up with the other armies outside the city, the Bijran army will disappear.
"Now that the matter has come to this, we have already dealt with Beyelan's methods. Can they still take out something we haven't seen from their pocket and kill us?!"
Lord Seydlitz smiled, calmed down his mind, and carefully experienced the eve of the coming of greatness. Then, he contacted the extraordinary beings present and asked them to strictly guard their positions.
The three extraordinary wizards Lei Jin, Solan, and Killian, the secret peepers, are leading their respective extraordinary teams to maintain the order of rituals among the army and believers. They spread out the magic detection network and collect the nearby movements.
Form a three-dimensional image.
Stalker Bema organized a vigilance force to guard against sudden destruction by the extraordinary beings of Beyelan.
They have already cast a detection and communication spell. As long as the enemy makes the slightest movement, they will notice it. The army and believers are like a whole, and everyone is connected through the transcendent and becomes a tentacle reaching out to the world.
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Eager and crazy emotions are like a pair of big hands, stirring the sky. Such a large-scale surge of emotional resonance has surpassed the mysterious level, and has become like wind, water, charcoal, kerosene and dust crystals pushing certain things.
Things move forward.
This is like the phlogiston used in potions courses, igniting a stronger power and igniting the initiation of miracles.
Griffith felt uneasy, and even began to vaguely understand why the gods longed for such power.
He looked at the Odessa army in formation. There was a huge disparity in the numbers between the two sides. A large square formation of 20,000 Odessa city defense troops and training militiamen had filled the entire square. With them as the core, there were countless more troops surrounding them.
The nearly crazy citizens, all of whom are both warriors and believers, are praying to the evil god who is about to come. Under their prayers, the sky changes.
To be continued...