But the expected final battle did not happen.
One person walked up to the female samurai and pressed down on the hilt of her sword.
"All stand back." His voice was low, but clear and powerful, and Eleithia noticed that the other party was a member of the team that still maintained an orderly sequence, and he wore the captain's badge on his arm armor. " The God's Punishment Army is here."
She tilted her head, and not far away, a group of tall warriors filed out from the north gate. They were wearing bright full-body armor, reflecting a silver luster under the infiltration of rain, with scarlet cloaks behind their backs. Weapons vary. Some held shield swords, while others held halberds or iron axes. After they crossed the suspension bridge, instead of regrouping, they spread out and went straight to the evil beast.
What kind of tactics is this, it's just nonsense! In the face of mixed-species demonic beasts whose strength and speed far exceed that of humans, they can only win if they maintain their formation and gather the strength of the crowd to fight. Are they trying to fight alone in their current posture? Moreover, let the God's Punishment Army fight alone and watch on the sidelines
"We have to support them!"
"No," the man shook his head, his face a little gloomy, "We just watch, if we go up rashly, it will only drag them down."
drag? Alexia glared at the other party angrily. Could it be that she saw it wrong, this person is just a person who is greedy for life and fears death? She clenched the hilt of her sword, ready to bypass him and join the battle—although she was full of confusion about the future of the new holy city, facing the enemy at this moment, all she could do was to die in battle.
Before taking two steps, the female warrior saw an unbelievable scene.
A flying alien swooped down from the sky. Its shape was as terrifying as a messenger from hell. It had huge wings covered with gray feathers and could reach twelve feet when fully opened. The head is like a bird, but it has a pair of horns, and the barbs on both claws are enough to cut into the samurai's breastplate.
A vertical fall from a high altitude is their usual attack method, which is concealed and extremely difficult to defend. Even if a heavy shield is held in both hands, it will be washed down by it. The huge impact force will smash the bones of the shield holder's arm and crush the chest cavity. It is almost a situation of death. The only way to deal with it is to roll out when the alien species is about to fall to the ground, so as to avoid this dangerous blow.
But the God's Punishment Army did not dodge, a silver armored warrior put on a posture of facing the enemy, stretched out his hands at the moment when the alien pounced in front of him, and pressed his palms on the opponent's paw pads, the impact was so powerful, It made a sound like a thundering snow awn gift bucket. A cloud of water rose from him and the monster, and the armor creaked and twisted.
His right foot was bent, his left was straight, his body stretched into a straight line pointing to the sky, and the aliens could not crush him for a while. Another samurai aimed at the stalemate flying alien and threw a short javelin. The speed was so fast that Elesia only saw a flash of silver light. The javelin accurately penetrated the monster's head and shattered it.
The Shining Armored Warrior threw the still twitching alien corpse to the ground. His arm was bent abnormally. Obviously, the attack just now was not unscathed, and the bones of his arm had been broken. But he casually pulled out the axe from his waist and killed the other evil beasts.
Fighting against this group of monsters with human power alone, Elexia couldn't believe her eyes. Hundreds of God's Punishment Army warriors rushed into the swarming group of evil beasts. The red cloak was like a torrent of blood. Abruptly blocked the enemy's advance. She now understands what the commander means by "drag". These samurai are completely capable of one to ten, and each of them's strength, agility and reaction speed are comparable to hybrid demon beasts - no, even stronger . Ordinary evil beasts are almost powerless in front of them.
"It's really amazing!" Eleithia felt a sincere joy. With this group of heroic and powerful warriors, Hermes Cathedral could not have fallen. "Ah, by the way, I haven't asked your name yet. My name is Alexia Quinn, Commander of the Judgment Army. You seem to have known about the combat capabilities of the God's Punishment Army for a long time?"
The other party glanced at her, and his eyes were as cold as ice rain. He didn't sign up for his name, and only said in a deep voice, "My brother is a God's Punishment Army."
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"Looks like we won," Bishop Mayne said, holding a lookout mirror on the top floor of the cathedral. This is the highest point of the new holy city. Using the telescopic tools of the fjord merchants, you can overlook most of the battlefield. "Stop the trebuchet, the God's Punishment Army is about to attack the city."
"Isn't victory expected?" another said. He was wearing the same golden bishop's uniform as Mayne, but his voice was much older, "The point is, the armies of the four kingdoms are finished."
"Yes, in this way, their border defense line will be useless," said the last person, who appeared to be the youngest of the three, in her early thirties, and the only woman among the three major bishops. "More than 5,000 well-equipped and well-trained standing troops and nearly 1,000 knights. Even if they are replenished immediately, it will take four to five years. Hmm..." She let out a moan and smacked her lips, "It's a wonderful plan to end the household. ."
"But in order to achieve this goal, we have also lost a lot of Judgment Army, they are the backbone of the church," Mayne sighed, "If it wasn't for this plan to achieve the fastest results, I really don't want to throw them into this purgatory. inside."
The old man stroked his beard and said, "We have no other choice. The wasteland beast has appeared, just as recorded in the holy book, there is not much time left. If we cannot unify the entire continent, concentrate our strength, and welcome us, only destroy."
"Destruction is actually nothing bad," the woman smiled frivolously. "Humans are greedy, vicious, and mercenary. They do things that are more terrifying than evil beasts under the banner of righteousness. Maybe the devils in hell are much kinder than us. ."
"Heather!" The old man shook his beard angrily. "Your remarks are simply outrageous. Do you want to go against God's will!"
"You don't need to worry about that, Lord Teflon," Heather shrugged, disapprovingly, "I am the one in charge of the Arbitration Tribunal, not you. Besides, does God require us to survive? How do you know? Wouldn't his old man love the devil more?"
"you… !"
"Enough! Typhron, Heather!" Mayne said displeased. "This is the end of the day. I will report the situation to the Pope later.
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After the two left, Mayne stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling window, looking out to the north—behind the break in the Desperate Mountain Range, the land of eternal winter covered with ice and snow, and further west, it was the wilderness. There is the beginning of it all.
He knew that Bishop Teflon was right, that God's punishment of warriors is too rare, and only those who are loyal to the Holy See and have strong willpower can be transformed. A team of less than a thousand people. The number of people who want to fight against the demons is far from enough.
But the entire North can only provide so much of the God's Punishment Army, and if you want more warriors, you have no choice but to unify the continent.
Of course, Bishop Heather is also right. She acts as a church arbitrator and judges tens of thousands of villains and witches. No matter the villains or witches, the most ferocious ones are not as many as the tragic victory that was deliberately staged today.
The higher one's position in the church, the more clearly one can feel that God is neither good nor evil, neither good nor evil.
"How do you know that the old man doesn't care more about the devil?" Thinking of Heather's words, Mayne couldn't help laughing. I'm afraid she was the only one who could make Lord Teflon speechless. But God neither blesses the world nor cares for the devil, he thought.
It only loves the winning side.