Kiel was assisting in the fighting with the original right militia team at this time. He rode a horse and occasionally went to support the Rumi knight. On the side of Knight Crowe, the knight had the upper hand. It seemed that Knight Crowe was surrounded and provoked by many harpies around him. In fact, Knight Crowe restrained the most harpies.
With less than fifty harpies, Knight Crowe contained more than a dozen monsters alone, which greatly relieved the pressure on other places. Due to the insufficient number of monsters, every time the harpies Any attempt to launch an attack was blocked by the Kendals who were resisting on the ground.
Both sides had their own losses, and from time to time, soldiers who could not be supported by the knights were blocked by the crossbow arrows shot from all directions by the monsters who took the opportunity to break through and plundered away. The backhand was thrown from a high altitude, and 'returned' to Mother Earth and the Kendalls.
Even if there is an advance warning from Crow Knight or Rumi Knight to disperse, every time a soldier's corpse or non-corpse is thrown down, it will cause more injuries.
At this time, Kiel had to walk through the chaotic battlefield, gesticulating with his hands, and evacuated the casualties to the group of carriages.
Fortunately, the center of the army is relatively safe. It's not that the harpies can't attack the carriage directly from the air, but it's in the middle of the team, and they can get support from all the militia crossbows in the four directions around them.
Even the harpies don't want to be pierced by human wooden branches in all directions, it's too useless.
Not a heroic way to die.
Leading people to hide the dead body and the injured with broken hands and feet into the bottom of the carriage, Kiel suddenly raised his head. Compared with the tense militiamen around him who were indifferent because they were deaf, Kiel heard the sound coming from The sound of prayer in the middle of the carriage team.
The old but powerful voice shows that the owner of the voice has a good voice that is often used like this.
Kiel thought of the old shepherd of the Church of the Sun God who had briefly dealt with during the march.
Is it the one who is performing magic?
I hope that the opponent's magic can be used on the battlefield at this moment. No matter what, any increase in one's own strength will exert a continuous response in the continuous battle, and finally lead one of them to victory.
"Majestic Lord, you look at everything in the world from the sky."
"Hot and dignified."
"But everything is not always looking forward to you, longing for you. Therefore, please help the strong and the weak, and take care of us who may invest in you, small us, who are tormented by the feathers of pain at this moment. Punish! Punish Punishment! Punishment! I long for your power to burn their eyes and set them on fire."
Just as the old voice said this, the voice of prayer suddenly stopped.
Kiel felt bad for a while, but in the middle of the carriage, the old Sun God priest put his hand on his forehead in pain, and waved his other hand to stop other people around him from trying to help.
Panting heavily, he raised his head and looked at the baron: "It's nothing, my lord. The magic is half successful, and it's still too reluctant for one person to really summon and show the power of my lord to punish those monsters."
The baron withdrew his hand that was about to be extended, and nodded heavily without saying anything: "It's okay, you have worked hard."
As soon as he finished speaking, the old priest straightened his body, stretched out his hands to the sky, and raised his head to look at the sun.
But he didn't really open his eyes to see it.
"Don't look at the sky."
He was bathed in the golden and white divine power rushing out of his body, and reluctantly gave a warning.
When the baron heard it, he immediately rubbed a ring on his left hand and cast a spell to amplify the voice: "Don't even look at the sky, bow your head!"
Even the baron himself knew that a large number of his soldiers were deaf at this moment, but it would be nice if one could hear.
Most of the soldiers, guards and support personnel near the carriage did not fight the harpies on the front line, so their hearing was normal. After hearing the baron's loud voice, they all dared not look at the monsters that would jump down from the sky at any time. .
And the militiamen outside, those who were lucky enough to be able to work, immediately pushed the heads of the surrounding companions down one by one after hearing it.
The same is true for Keir, he jumped off his horse, and during the short time gap when the magic spell took effect, he pressed down the heads of the surrounding militiamen one by one.
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The majestic golden-white divine power gushed out from all parts of the old man's body, gradually flew upwards and elongated, turning into a shape similar to erect rays of light.
These ray-like golden-white divine powers actively gathered at one point in the air, and then continued to rise.
From the line to the point, the point-shaped huge divine power is not all possessed by priests of the level of Mushou. Before that came, the church gathered the divine power of all the priests and handed it over to the old priest in the form of unused divine power to gather seeds.
It is said to be carried, but it is actually sent into the body. It is a huge extra portable power bank. Along the way, the priest did not use the divine power he had mastered, but used this free power.
It can be described as extremely easy.
At this moment, he used this power that did not belong to him, but he couldn't fully release a large-scale battlefield magic.
After all, there is only one person, and it is still too reluctant.
The old man felt a little regretful. During these days, he communicated and understood with the tremendous divine power given by his colleagues in his body at any time, and he gained a lot of improvement in the use of divine power and skills.
But it's a pity that such a good time will soon be gone.
Even with eyes closed, he could clearly 'see' the huge divine power rising into the sky, and the old man struggled to control it. If multiple people hold this divine ceremony together, then everyone can share part of the pressure and manipulation procedures brought about by the ceremony.
He could even advance the divine ritual from the first stage, which he could barely complete, to the second stage.
But God doesn't allow it.
This is against the rules of the ceremony.
Originally, a priest was not in compliance with the rules, but he barely used the divine power from other priests in his body to bypass this.
But it can only bypass this one, more, the gods do not allow.
‘Oh, please have pity on us, offenses are due to the time of life and death. '
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A spot of light that gathered enormous divine power gradually rose into the sky, just above the old priest's head at a height of more than a hundred meters.
The harpies flying and circling around were extremely afraid of this flying unknown object, or unknown phenomenon.
Even the big boss commanding these monsters, the previous monsters, have never seen what this thing is?
Don't blame the monster for being ignorant. After all, this is a battlefield magic that can only be performed by a dozen or so priests together.
They haven't had any chance of seeing this thing have they?
Well, they can now see for a while.
"Huh—, large-scale battlefield magic, punishment of light."
The old man whispered the name of the magic spell.
Immediately, the light spot in the sky gradually expanded, and then burst out a huge amount of light.
It was as if the sun had fallen to the ground.
This is the first thought of every person or monster who sees this sight.
Human beings can't help squinting their eyes when they look at the sky, it is too dazzling, and even if the eyelids are closed, there is still a vast expanse of whiteness in front of them, large white patches skip past, and tiny white spots keep appearing It disappeared again, and the twisted white strips scurried in the perspective of closed eyes, gradually turning into the emblem of the sun god.
Let the soldiers clearly record it in their minds, and they will never forget it for a long time.
Many years later, perhaps these old people can still clearly draw the emblem of the sun **** with water or paint from their minds and memories.
Because that thing has gone through this magical technique and is firmly imprinted on the souls of these people.
Even if most of these people believe in the God of Saturn.
was marked, and this mark will accompany the life of most of these people.
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The monsters were in a mess, the light spots of divine power burst out in the air, they were closer, and the closest one was only more than ten meters away.
Basically, in terms of the coverage distance of a large-scale battlefield magic, it is the same as putting the barrel of a gun on the head.
They couldn't see them right away, and even the excessive divine power glare penetrated their bodies, which were very different from human beings. Although the strong body is somewhat resistant to this abnormal penetrating energy, but still, they are too close.
If these monsters survived the series of magical spells today, they would find something frightening when they returned to the monster dens that lived in the meadow.
Their shadows are gone.
Because they are too close to the erupting sun god's divine power, they have been deprived of the ability and phenomenon of leaving shadows all their lives.
It seems to be nothing, and this has no effect on their life, fighting and hunting, but after these monsters die, whether they die of old age or are killed, their souls cannot normally enter the cycle of life.
After death, the 'gods' believed by the harpies could no longer get any news from these guys. Even at this moment, the 'God' had already given up on them.
Because for the ‘gods’, they are already dead at this time.
worthless.
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Losing their vision, the harpy monsters flew randomly. Fortunately, the sky was wide. Under the command of the big boss, these monsters quickly gathered around the big boss.
But everyone wanted to get closer to the big boss when the situation was unknown, and they all squeezed over, colliding one by one.
It even flapped its wings and squeezed around the big leader of the harpies, which made the big leader of the monster unable to fly. Fortunately, he was surrounded by up, down, left, and right, but he couldn't fall off.
On the ground, the militiamen whose eyes were dazzled just now gradually recovered. They were not punished against them, so naturally they didn't have much power. Compared with being dazzled, the white light shining on the ground had more effect Maybe it is to spread the power and belief of the sun **** in a way that no one has noticed.
At least, a large number of dazzled militiamen have established a sense of awe towards the Church of the Sun God.
The priest of the Church of the God of Wealth curled his lips. This priest saw through the meaning of the strong light that finally shone on the militiamen.
It's really boring.
He was standing next to the priest of the Church of the Sun God who was performing divine magic, and he hadn't lowered his head to avoid it just now, just to know if this 'colleague' was playing tricks in it.
Sure enough, it was a trick. Should he tell the story?
After thinking about it, I glanced at the two priests of the Saturnalia Church next to me. The two didn't say anything about it. Is it convenient to say so? Still haven't noticed the small crossing of the "colleague"?
Should have found out? After all, a young priest may be inexperienced, but it is impossible for another middle-aged priest not to know much about the dark techniques involved in the work of spreading the faith.
'Since people don't say anything, I won't open my mouth. Anyway, most of the militiamen are pan-believers in Saturn, and the foundation has been shaken, regardless of my business. '
But thinking this way in his heart, he wondered if he could do the same?
You'll pretend you didn't see it anyway.
I don't want to suffer a loss, after all, if I don't take advantage of it, even if I suffer a loss, the priest of the God of Wealth made up his mind.
He raised his head and looked at Baron Kendall: "My lord, look at mine!"
The baron nodded heavily, and took a final nostalgic glance at the boxes of valuable coins beside the carriage: "Uh—forget it, please."
The priest of the God of Wealth immediately took a deep breath, took out the money bag hanging from his belt, and spilled more than a dozen special coins with the emblem of the God of Wealth printed on them.
The function of these special coins that would not circulate in normal commerce was to assist the priests of the God of Wealth to perform divine spells.
Of course, there are many other functions, such as giving to devout believers as a reward for rewarding each other; or as tokens of the church, representing the power and tendency of the church; or simply hanging on believers and pan-believers as amulets ,It will be all right.
Only it cannot be used as a coin.
Because the gods forbid.
Special coins bearing the emblem of the God of Wealth are not bargaining chips that ordinary people can use to trade.
That's disrespectful.
After ordinary people get this special coin, they can't damage it intentionally, and they should hand it over to the local God of Wealth Church.
The church will reward the return of the lost special coins.
Outsiders don't know that within the Church of the God of Wealth, this kind of coin is generally called the breath of God.
The meaning is very simple, it is the gas exhaled from the breath of the God of Wealth.
Most people call this special coin the seed of wealth.
It means that if you get this kind of coin, your wealth will be like the seeds of plants, which will continue to grow and bear fruit, and will continue to increase.
Every businessman is proud of himself and his family, the chamber of commerce and every member of the chamber of commerce having a seed of wealth.
That is not only the recognition of the church in the local business activities, but also a good sign that more wealth is waiting for them in the future.
At this time, the priest skillfully threw a large number of special coins, and the coins that should have fallen to the ground according to the laws of nature were nailed in the air.
Pursing his lips, the priest kept flicking his left index finger. Every time he flicked, a special coin fixed in mid-air would buzz and spin quickly as if flicked by him.
The priest's deep voice was clear and sweet, like the sound of coins colliding.
"Please look at me, great god, you are the embodiment of wealth, your wisdom is beyond others, your power is beyond others, because you guide every part of our life."
"Every source, every flow, every use is the embodiment of your majestic power."
"Ah, great gods, ignorant wild monsters hinder the flow and hinder the operation, making the special products unable to be sold, and the accumulation of coins deflation, causing the hardships experienced by the believers everywhere."
"Today, I use these treasures as my hands, rubbing out a real horror, giving them a gift, not taking a piece of copper or iron, but only taking their pain and wailing."
The priest of the God of Wealth did not pray very loudly. In the wind that gradually became weaker when the priest of the God of Wealth was showing his power for some reason, the voice of this priest did not spread very far. A little distance from the car, the guarding baron The guards and attendants couldn't hear clearly.
But while the priest was saying a long prayer, the special coins spinning around in the air gradually emitted divine power.
Every coin in it has been infused with a lot of divine power reserves. Every priest in the church, starting from the trainee pastor, has poured half of his divine power reserve into this middle-aged pastor who set off with the army. .
Of course, how much each person donated depends on the relationship between the priest and the other party.
His good friends gave a lot generously, and those with ordinary relationships just gave some perfunctorily. As for the leader of the church, a pastor, for the sake of safety, not only gave the pastor one-third of his divine power to reserve, but also held a small-scale internal prayer ceremony for devout believers, passing through the divine power of those believers. The ritual processing, all along with the divine power donated by the priest, was injected into a seemingly ordinary 'breath of God'.
Today is a time of life and death, so naturally one should not be too big or stingy. As a priest of the God of Wealth, he is very clear about how to use such special "wealth" as divine power.
Use less accumulation on weekdays, and use it more quickly at critical times.
Divine power is really power only when it is used.
The power that cannot be used is not power, the power that affects all parties in use is the real power.
As the gods often say: "Coins should be given to others, not held tightly."
So the priest put the 'suspicious' rare special coins of divine power in one purse, and the special coins with the most infusion of divine power in another purse.
What he is using now are those special coins that have been injected with the most divine power.
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The special coins spinning in the air seem to have a mysterious gravitational force, constantly tempting the neatly placed coins in the cash box on the ground.
They swayed from side to side at first, and then attracted by more divine power released from the special coins, they couldn't help themselves any longer, they jingled and bumped into each other, and kept jumping in the cash box.
You chase after me, it's so lively.
Finally, the divine power of attraction reached an invisible limit, 'attracting' all kinds of coins in the cash box and flying up.
Throw it straight up beside the special coin that emits golden light of divine power.
The most handled gold and silver coins were affixed to special coins first, followed by other less circulating coins.
These coins gather together like magnets, UU reading www.uukanshu. Not only special coins have a strong attraction to ordinary gold and silver coins, but they also have an attraction among themselves and get close to each other.
Interestingly, the attraction to coins is independent of each other. Not only the coins in the cash box on the ground beside the carriage are attracted, but also all the coins in a small space around them are attracted.
Some of the guards guarding the baron's safety suddenly felt their belts being pulled, like the worst pickpocket trying to reach your purse.
But the baron's personal guards looked down, and there was no third hand stealing beside their purses, it was more like the guys in the purses were actively trying to escape from their owners.
This made everyone turn pale with fright, and felt that this panicked the guards and attendants present even more than being surrounded and attacked by monsters at this time.
After all, even if there is a battle, it will be the mud-legged militiamen outside rushing to the front line. They, the personal followers of the baron, will only fight to the last moment before the real battle will happen.
Fortunately, the baron's personal guards were able to cover their money bags, but the attendants in the surrounding carriages could only look at their 'property' in despair, opened the pockets containing them, and ran out of the carriage as if they had long legs. Then it flew up with a swish, and dropped into more and more coin balls.
Baron Kendall saw the commotion around him, and immediately calmed down: "Everyone, don't panic, this is the influence of the magic spell performed by the priests of the God of Wealth Church, and the losses incurred will be compensated later."
The baron was also beating drums in his heart. It seemed that the priest of the God of Wealth had to rely on these precious metal coins to assist in the large-scale battlefield magic.
‘It’s really expensive. I hope these coins can still be used or retrieved after the magical spell is cast. '
But he had no hope of that.