There are two kinds of people who make big moves without saying a word on the battlefield.
One is a novice who takes the initiative to die, wishing all eyes were on him, and then he suddenly jumped into the street as a matter of course.
One is the old bird who pretends to be forced and runs away... I mean the strong group who has the confidence to control the audience and dare to show.
The dawn of the Holy Light swept the audience. This is a strategic weapon specially prepared for the cruel holy war. It has many advantages such as large range, large amplification effect, long duration and low consumption. Although it has weaknesses that can only be used against undead and demons, But compared to its advantages, it is completely acceptable, the only drawback, probably...
"... just a little sarcastic."
The first person who came to the front was a bone dragon and two teams of gargoyles. Baier's dragon knight and griffin knight did not successfully intercept all the undead air force.
But for an opponent of this level, if it was before, I still need a little time, now...
"Holy Light."
Whispering the praise of the Holy Light, the Sword of Dawn in mid-air emitted a more dazzling holy light, but this time, it was a concentrated beam.
One, two, ten, one hundred, there are traces of golden light beams in the air, and the flying units of the undead only found themselves attacked after they were destroyed.
Although I have to maintain the holy sword, that doesn't mean I'm defenseless.
The light was pulling in my hand, and every time I clicked, moved, a beam of light hit the target.
A trail of brilliance witnessed the effect of the attack, and the target of each ray of light was a high-level flying undead.
"1 to 71! Anticipate, aim, hit."
In the lighthouse (turret) mode of the Holy Sword of Dawn, the battle became a simple click game, the attack speed exceeded the reaction speed, and the named flying undead fell directly to the ground.
The beams of light form a net of light, and the golden explosions that keep happening in the sky are the most beautiful sparks. Under this deadly net of firepower, there is no space to pass through. This is probably the easiest battle I have ever experienced. Hundreds of high-level undead were shot down in an instant, but although the results were gratifying, I had no plans to pursue them to the end.
"The energy consumption is too cruel..."
In just half a minute, I used three hundred and twelve beams to pull, and the result is that the holy light of the Holy Sword of Dawn is directly consumed by one third, and it can be turned off after two more times.
In a sense, the Holy Sword of Dawn is a part of my body. In an instant, more than one third of the power of the Holy Light was wasted, and I also felt a little empty.
But my goal has been achieved.
The first wave of undead raids were all killed, and with this time difference, the human side was relieved.
The thorny jungle was full of thorns in front of me, and the piranha warriors climbed out of it, and the royal dragoons followed the dragon knight in front of me.
The slowly rising sun dispels all darkness. The understanding of chaos and the pursuit of holy light have allowed me to shape this sword of chaos.
"Pure Holy Light, please grant me the power to dispel that darkness."
Half-kneeling, praying sincerely, strengthening the connection and fit with the Holy Light in a self-hypnotic way, the surrounding element tides began to roll, and more light was gathered crazily.
And the holy light sun in mid-air began to recharge and shine again.
"... This is too exaggerated. This Holy Light Reserve and Holy Light affinity are simply overwhelming the Pope."
Back then, there was a reason for the bastard called the Holy Light, and the originally unscientific affinity for the Holy Light, with the blessing of the Arbiter's angelic power, evolved to its limit.
"Holy Light. How is this possible..."
"The Blasphemer."
At this time, even the most devout believers of the God of Light would question their beliefs.
The wings of light behind it are unfolded, which are the wings of light of war angels. Countless light spots are gathered on the wings to the extent visible to the naked eye. The elemental affinity of summoning holy light is beyond the reach of the highest-level angels.
The pagan who was regarded as an evil heresy by the Church of the Holy Church was actually such a powerful user of the Holy Light. The doctrine of "the devout believer in the Lord of the Holy Light, and the Lord will give the devout believer strength" has become a joke.
"How can this use of holy light be so magical..."
"Don't talk nonsense, do you want to go to the Heresy Inquisition?"
"You can't be wrong, this is manipulating the Holy Light by manipulating elements."
"No prayers, no religious hymns, not even linking powers..."
The discussion of the archmage is in the ear. After I demonstrate my own use of the Holy Light up close, they will probably treat the Holy Light from a different angle from today.
And this is what I want to see.
The rain stopped suddenly, and the dark clouds in the sky began to twist, as if shrinking from the presence of light.
"Roland!"
The screaming cloud turned into a giant grimace, and the battlefield was in his shadow, and that face seemed familiar to me.
"Hypnos?"
There is no such thing in the data. I can feel the extremely profound knowledge of water element magic from it. It seems that this undead emperor has hidden a lot of things, and then there are new topics to talk about.
As for Hypnos' hatred? Are you still hating me
Different from the data, Hypnos did not rush over irrationally. When the heavy rain and darkness on the battlefield were dissipated, these tens of thousands of undead could not be the opponents of the human coalition.
Glancing at me one last time, the dark cloud shrank and drifted into the distance, and Hypnos retreated.
The high-level undead also began to retreat without hesitation, but those low-level cannon fodder were left unattended on the battlefield, and, being forced out of their final potential, they would do whatever it takes to cover the retreat of the intelligent undead.
This is why the natural disaster of the undead always makes a comeback. Without killing those high-level undead and undead lords, it is meaningless to eliminate some cannon fodder, and more than 90% of the soldiers of the undead army are just cannon fodder.
Judging from the results of the battle, the human side has achieved a brilliant victory... But judging from the serious expressions on the crowd, no one would think this would be a victory.
The Undead Fang used less than one-tenth the strength of the human coalition to cause a lot of damage. On the battlefield, the wounded were blunt and crying for help.
This was a blow to the head, and it taught proud humans a lesson. The undead natural disaster is definitely not easy to mess with. Even if the strength is dominant, this is definitely not a show or an outing. If you are not careful, the entire army will still be destroyed.
As for myself, I was surrounded by the archmages, and I guessed what they wanted to ask.
So, I took out a handwritten manuscript. This is the book that will be published by the goblin next month, and its name and content are destined to cause shocks in the whole world.
"It's time to step down from the altar - On the nature of holy light. 》
Perhaps, this will be the last time I will dig the corner of the church. Once the Lord of Light has stepped down from the altar, there is no need to continue digging.