"This is unreasonable..."
Watching the summoning with the minimum resources, golden light flashed on the altar, and the elite divine envoys, who were fully armed and murderous, and it was clear from the equipment that they had extremely impressive combat power, walked down one after another. Kabala, the senior pretty-faced summoner, felt that he was not If there is a problem with the eyes, there is a problem with the brain.
Or maybe something went wrong with both.
Kabbalah thought about it with his intelligence, which was estimated to be about fourteen to fifteen according to Sui's classification method, and felt that maybe there was something wrong with both of them.
Then he was relieved.
"Illusions are all illusions, you can't fool me!"
He muttered like this and continued to call.
Compared to the other colleagues whose eyes were dull, his reaction was undoubtedly the most calm and calm, so much so that more than one elite divine envoy cast approving glances at him.
Well, it's just a look of approval. They are very busy now, and they have no time to talk in detail with this guy who is obviously a bit dark but is called a pretty boy.
Just as they estimated when they were in the Kingdom of God, the current situation is indeed urgent.
Four against six, two of them were wounded. In such an unfavorable situation, even the incarnation of the gods was unable to save the day.
Oh, it's not four against six now, it's two against five. The two injured saints had already sacrificed their lives, and what they had gained in exchange was only the life of the berserker.
Among the five remaining legendary powerhouses of the Church of the Noble God, the trio of old, middle-aged and young people and the space mage are all in good condition, and they did not even suffer any injuries. The tall and thin old ranger was slightly injured, but it was not serious. It won't affect combat effectiveness.
Even though the last two Holy Sons were basically uninjured and still maintained a relatively complete combat effectiveness, with two against five, the situation was already extremely bad and they were about to be unable to hold on.
If the two saints hadn't dragged the most ferocious berserker to death together, slightly intimidating the enemy so that they didn't dare to fight too fiercely, and seeking no merit before seeking no fault in the battle, I'm afraid these last two The Holy Son had also been killed long ago.
This is the result of the war with the restraint of the divine envoys and the support of artillery fire. If not... it is conceivable.
As a price, all the light cruiser and destroyer-level angels responsible for frontal containment have been lost. Even the battleship-level angels were sent by Lion to help disperse firepower and block guns. If not, this battle would have been over long ago. .
The lion is currently standing not far from the battle circle, his face as sinking as water, his hands holding the scepter tightly, and it can be seen that he is hesitating.
As one of only two fantasy-level angels, her combat effectiveness is unquestionable. If she also joins the battle, she can at least be equal to a legendary strongman. If she works harder, she may be able to equal one and a half.
But that's the limit. Compared to her value as a commander, her value as a warrior is obviously inferior.
However, as a soldier, it is difficult for Shi to accept that his colleagues are desperately trying, and he is clearly capable of helping, but he can only stand aside. It was okay to be powerless. She could do something, but she couldn't do anything. This feeling made her very depressed.
So when she saw those elite angels arriving, she smiled very happily.
Even during the exercises, the "alliance camp" she represented and the "axis camp" represented by the opponent were always having a fierce ping-pong fight. She was sunk by someone from the opponent more than once, but at this time , seeing the arrival of these reliable partners was like giving her a shot in the arm, making her feel calm again.
"How to fight?" Before they arrived at the battlefield, a girl with blond hair and white skin that looked quite Western-style dressed in a completely different style from her companions shouted, "Fantasy level, tactical command, quick!"
Although in normal exercise battles, this person's main task is to search for the lion at high speed, hinder its command, and sink it if there is a chance, but an exercise is an exercise after all, and everyone knows that in a real battle, what this fantasy-level person will do The commander is still very reliable.
So when she opened her mouth, she asked about tactics.
"There is no need for any tactics..." the lion said with a smile, "just rush up and beat them down, that's all."
"I like this tactic, it's super crossbow-level!"
"I like it too, just understand!"
The girls shouted with smiles, and each of them increased their speed to the fastest speed. All weapons were deployed, and while pouring out fierce fire, they took out their usual melee weapons and roared towards the enemy.
In just a moment, the situation of the battle was reversed.
Even though the elite angels are somewhat weakened due to summoning, they are all real legendary powerhouses. They have participated in large-scale legion battles of angels more than once. They usually practice exercises when they have nothing to do. Throughout the year, at least there are Most of the year was spent in combat, and the combat experience was extremely rich. They immediately grasped the extent to which they had been weakened, and then formed combat teams according to their own habits and found different opponents.
At this time, you can see the difference between "professional" and "amateur". When the trio of old, middle-aged and young people saw that something was wrong, they immediately formed a triangular formation and hurriedly retreated; but the space mage and the tall and thin ranger were slower, and they were thrown in front of the tank.
The two remaining Holy Sons had no intention of pursuing them and immediately entangled the two men. The elite envoys who followed quickly joined in, forming a solid encirclement.
"What should I do?" The young man from the trio of old, middle and young people asked with a frown.
"Withdraw! Go to our Holy Son!" the middle-aged man said without hesitation.
So they withdrew without any sense of loyalty, leaving only the angry tall and thin ranger and the space mage struggling to support themselves.
After a while, the tall and thin old man finally couldn't hold on anymore and was hit by several angels at the same time. Before he could even scream, his body turned into a pile of miserable shapes that needed to be mosaicd in a children's movie.
Seeing this scene, the space mage, who tried to escape several times and was blocked, finally gave up and shouted: "I surrender!"
Fortunately, she screamed just in time, and a bright sword was already pressed against her neck from behind, just shy of beheading her.
Feeling the cold and sharp breath on his neck, the space mage turned pale and his body trembled like leaves in the wind.
But a smile appeared on her face.
Since this knife did not cut down her life, her life was saved.
As for whether the act of surrender will offend the noble lady... She is just a mercenary after all. Although she has been employed by the church of the noble lady for more than a hundred years, she is not a member of the church after all. She is just a guest. .
Guests and so on... Isn't it just to keep a distance so that you can turn around in time when needed
"I really surrender!" In order to prevent accidents, she emphasized again, "If you need it, I can switch sides immediately... Just take the knife away from my neck."
The girl with twin tails holding the extra-long sword hesitated for a moment, sighed, turned the sword, and put it back into its sheath.
"We accept your surrender." Orian was helped over and said with a smile, "But please also show your sincerity."
Because she was seriously injured, her face was as pale as paper, but she smiled very happily.