After the eternal night fell, the human territory to the west of the Central Mountain Range also began to become active. Soldiers, slave workers, and farmers appeared from nowhere, carrying sophisticated or simple weapons and equipment, dragging carts and carts. They gathered from all directions.
The teleportation array seemed to be inserted into the charging circuit, and the light of teleportation was non-stop. Countless griffins shuttled back and forth in the sky, picking up people or sending them out.
The only people who are the most idle and don't know what to do are Ange and his party.
Serena held the big cat, Shamara held the washbasin, Luther ran out and stole three white robes, one for himself and one for each of the little zombie angels.
Not to mention, the little angel's white and tender cute appearance, wearing a white robe, she is a pure saint.
Ange put on a scarecrow hat and asked the little angel to ride on Lightning. The group of people suddenly transformed into a team escorting the Saint to the Holy Wall City. Such a team was not conspicuous at all in a chaotic moment, but on the contrary Many people saluted them.
Find the place where Brando and others are staying and let the three of them lead the way.
Little Brando was a little confused. Why did the adults come back with so many people when they went out? Just as he was about to ask, his father pulled him aside: "As you command, sir." Brando said as he dragged his son and nephew and ran ahead to lead the way.
Nigris was stuffed back into the Palace of Rest. Among the crowd, the stunted brass dragon was the most eye-catching.
Reflecting on Ange, Negris marveled: "These guys from the church are all amazing people. They really know how to read people's emotions."
Shyamala was deeply touched by this: "They are no longer pure. Everyone has been blinded by various desires and obsessions. Everyone has learned to cheat and forget their mission. There are no believers and no people in their hearts... ...I have only seen the purest holy light in you, but you are immortal heretics..."
"Oh, that's why you turned completely dark after seeing us. It's because of this." Nigris suddenly said.
Under the leadership of Brando's three "elite" paladins, and with the style of the little angel riding a unicorn, Ange and his party entered the Holy Wall City without any difficulty.
However, after entering the city, everyone was at a loss again and looked at Xhamala: "Where are we going now?"
Xia Mara was also at a loss. The voice in her heart told her to come to Holy Wall City, but it didn't tell her where to go to Holy Wall City. Maybe it was because she didn't have enough time, so she couldn't sense anything now.
Today's Holy Wall City is a large military camp, and all activities must give way to the military. There are waves of well-trained soldiers, priests, priests, and archers coming and going on the road.
Their confusion was quickly noticed. A knight came over on horseback and shouted from a distance: "The adults in front of you are the Saints? The Saints team went up to the city wall. Now only the fourth wall has vacancies. This way please."
Nigris muttered in a low voice: "Why is it like watching a play and there are still empty seats?"
Once they get to the wall, they will know what the opening is and defend the opening.
Below the straight city wall is an endless land of death and silence. Now the land is covered with undead creatures. Looking down from the city wall, you can only see countless star-like blue lights, which are the eye sockets of skeletons.
The city wall is divided into blocks every 100 meters, and each block must be guarded by a saint. There are so many things that a saint can do, such as blessing, praying, encouraging, and when necessary, she can be possessed by the Holy Spirit. Act as the main combat force.
In addition, each block will also be allocated an equal number of priests, priests, swordsmen, shield warriors, archers, catapults, and crossbows, with a balanced configuration.
However, Nigris was a little confused: "Aren't there only a dozen saints in your church? Why don't everyone seem to know us? And they are randomly assigned. Don't we need training and cooperation? Just find an empty seat. Is it enough for the saint to plug it in once?"
"Otherwise? We are already very busy, and we are not sure who will come. Of course, whoever comes will fill the place. And who told you that there are only a dozen saints in the church? There are only a dozen working people like me. , those who are still studying, young, retired, married, there are hundreds of them in total, as long as they can be possessed by the Holy Spirit, they are all saints."
"Oh, I understand. There are more than a dozen on the job, dozens of people in preparation, but there are only about a hundred, so I won't fail to recognize them all."
"Because they are not in the same plane, some people have never been to the Land of Sinking in their lives. Every saint, priest, and knight of God who has his own team will have his own badge. There is a supreme mobilization order on the badge. Every When the highest mobilization order flashes, everyone must put down what they are doing and accept the call at any time."
"However, since seven hundred years ago, the attack of the undead has been weakening year by year. In the past, they had a purple-gold skeleton commanding the audience. The church had to use all its strength to resist the attack of the undead. In every offensive and defensive battle, the church would There were heavy casualties.”
"Purple and gold skeleton? Is there a purple and gold skeleton on the other side? Why didn't Anthony say anything about this?" Nigris screamed in fright.
"Yes, Zijin Skull, maybe he doesn't know. This is what Giuliani told me. He said that since the church's classics often caught fire for no reason, people no longer write some important things in the classics. , instead of teaching by word of mouth, there are some things that even the bishops of each diocese don’t know, and the Purple Gold Skull has not appeared for seven hundred years.”
Ange and Nigris' thoughts met for a moment, but they didn't say anything. Why did the classics catch fire for no reason? I bet someone realized this hundreds of years ago and started to be wary of him.
That's right. After burning so many ancient books, the people of the church would really be fools if they didn't take precautions.
Seven hundred years ago, Anthony was still working hard on the main plane and had never been to the Sunken Land, but the more important reason was that he did not want the undead to fight back.
Hundreds of millions of undead creatures will flood into the main plane, and the main plane will collapse.
Because of this mentality, Anthony had always avoided the Land of Sinking in the early stage, so much so that he didn't even know that someone had broken through the Mourning Death and became a purple-gold skeleton.
"It wasn't until seven hundred years ago that the purple-gold skeleton suddenly disappeared for some unknown reason. Since then, the intensity of the undead offensive has been decreasing year by year. Now it has almost become a routine matter. The highest mobilization order does not require all mobilization. There are Those who are willing to respond can respond; those who are unwilling to respond, it’s okay not to come.”
"But everyone is still very willing to respond. This is not only an opportunity to build meritorious deeds, but also an occasion to expand your network, you see."
Following Xia Mara's instructions, I looked into the distance. Sure enough, on the city wall, there were people coming and going. They were holding cards made of gold and silver. When they saw a suitable target, they walked up to chat and exchange. Soon We became familiar with each other.
No, someone saw Ange and his entourage and came over to pay a visit. Brando handled them skillfully and collected several cards in a short while.
Suddenly, there was an uproar at the stairs not far away. People quickly gathered around and exclaimed: "Oh my god, people from the Eastern Parish are here."
"What? Anthony's people still dare to come? Isn't he self-reliant?"
"He became self-reliant, but he did not proclaim himself emperor. He was still just an archbishop and regarded the Holy See as orthodox. However, he refused to obey the orders issued by the Holy See before eliminating the evil forces lurking within the Holy See."
"Who is leading the team?"
"The Duke of Montenegro is the new Duke of Montenegro, the new generation leader of the Holy Earth Hammer."
"Hey, isn't the Principality of Montenegro from the Western Diocese? How come it became Anthony's?"
"This... this... Lord Anthony is a good trick."
"Huh? You just called me Anthony, why are you calling me 'sir' now?"
Ange's thoughts merged with those of Negris, and they both realized who was coming.
Sure enough, at the city stairs, an elite team came up. The leader was the illegitimate son of the Duke of Montenegro whom he had met in Loland, and who called himself Montenegro.
Compared with the previous abjection, Montenegro today has completely changed. It is equipped with luxurious equipment and full of aristocratic style.
Behind him, a team of elite soldiers came up. The armor on their bodies made everyone gasp: "Elven magic armor? Oh my God, did the Duke of Montenegro rob the Magician's Guild? He actually has money to equip the soldiers. Elf magic armor?”
"It doesn't matter if you have money. It doesn't matter to you. Where can you buy so many elven magic armors? The elves won't sell them to you."
Maybe he heard or expected someone to whisper like this. A goblin trotted over with a warm smile on his face. He handed the card to him and said: "I have these equipments. If you need them, come to me."
Other people's cards were made of gold and silver, but this goblin's was made of wood and very thick, like a wooden sign. When they were first handed over, many people had contempt and disgust on their faces: "You're really stingy. Got these goblins.”
Only because of the goblin's enthusiasm, everyone reluctantly took it, but as soon as they took it, everyone's expressions changed instantly.
Those with strong strength can feel the pure vitality from above, while those with weak strength can feel a cool breath from above. If you look closely, you will see that there is a circle of dodder grass on the edge of the wooden sign, which is alive.
This kind of grass likes to cling to plants with strong vitality. Does this wooden sign have strong vitality?
Thinking of the elven magic armor on those warriors, everyone instantly realized what kind of wooden sign it was: "World Tree Sign? Oh my God, you use the World Tree as a business card?"
"Haha." A simple smile appeared on the goblin's face: "There are many things at home, but they are worthless. They are worthless."
Everyone felt tricked. There was only one World Tree, and it was the treasure of the elf, but this goblin dared to say, 'My family is so worthless'?
But no matter what, being able to use the World Tree as a business card proved the strength of this goblin, and everyone couldn't help but become enthusiastic.
Not long after, the goblin came here. From a distance, he saw people forming a circle there. He couldn't see how many people there were. He couldn't see anyone inside. Only the butt of a horse looked familiar, but he couldn't see clearly. to the head.
White horses were everywhere, and the goblin didn't think too much. He exchanged business cards with Brando and others, and then left.
After the goblin went away, the people in the circle dispersed. Serena and Shamara, who were pulled over to block their sight, asked in confusion: "What's wrong? Do you know that goblin?"
Negris didn't bother to explain too much and responded casually: "I know him. I owe him a lot of money."
"Oh." Serena suddenly understood, hugging the big cat and quietly moved away a distance.
Instead, Xia Mara took out two holy crystals and stuffed them into Ange's hand: "There are only so many."
Ange tilted his head in confusion, why did Hao Duan give him the Saint Crystal?
Just as he was about to return it, the little ghost wrapped around his fingers flew out and hugged one of them tightly.
Nigris was so embarrassed. He just said it casually without bothering to explain, and Xhamala actually paid for them to pay off their debts. Are all the people Ange knows like this? Can't even tell the difference between a joke and reality?
It doesn't matter if you pay for it. If you encounter a skeleton like Ange, you will definitely have to give something back.
"Take it, just give her something else later." Nigris said helplessly.
Even if you don't hold it, it won't work. The little ghost has melted one-tenth of a holy crystal, shrunk it a circle, and then collapsed there, letting out a big 'ha' breath.
"So it eats holy crystals?" Xia Mara said curiously. She had seen the little ghost, but she didn't understand how it existed. A holy ghost? It feels ridiculous just thinking about it.
"Woo~~~~" The sound of the horn suddenly sounded, coming from far away from the dead land outside the city wall, and the whole earth became commotion. The carpet-like undead creatures slowly separated with the sound of the horn and gave way. A road that runs through the earth and points directly to the holy wall.
There is no gate in the Holy Wall City. There is a pass where the mountains on both sides meet, creating a gap. The Church of Light built a seven to eight hundred meter long city wall directly in the gap and erected a large number of trees. Defense towers and protective shields firmly guard this place.
The separate road pointed directly to the city wall and to the other end, where everyone saw a purple-gold figure.
"Lord of Mourning——!" A hoarse voice, like a castrato whose treasure had been cut off, shouted the name in an unprecedented sharp and frightening voice.
The city wall fell silent for an instant, and then became confused. Most people didn't know what the Lord of Mourning represented, and looked at each other and whispered.
On the high platform behind the city wall, Archbishop Dyson flew out, his eyes filled with holy light, staring at the purple-gold skeleton at the end of the 'road', his whole body started to tremble, and he murmured: "Why is it here? How did it come? It hasn’t appeared for seven hundred years, why did it come out on my watch? I%#￥@*#"
After scolding a few times, Dyson shouted in a sharp voice that was no less than a castrate: "Pull the protective shield to the maximum, maximum, soul tower defense tower to maximum power, add magic crystal, add magic crystal quickly, all weapons and equipment, all People are prepared, always be ready for the call of the Holy Spirit, hurry up, hurry up! If you don’t want to die, hurry up!”
Everyone heard endless fear and uneasiness in Dyson's voice.
Just as Dyson yelled, the purple-gold skeleton moved.
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