I'm such an old god, so sorry

Nokras looked down at the sand table intently, and said to the young general:

"It's meaningless to insist on killing how many demons you kill. You can never kill all the demons. Do you think we are fighting a regular war?"

Nokras raised his head and glanced at Betroth, seeing the other party quickly lowered his head, with an humbly teachable look, his tone softened, and said:

"I have been dealing with demons for hundreds of years. I am afraid that the number of demons killed in command is tens of millions. However, those locust-like lava monsters do not have the so-called'vital power' at all. The only thing that can be counted as a victory point. The action is to completely occupy the territory of the Abyss Realm."

"But the Abyss Realm..."

"Yes, we don't have this kind of technology."

Nokras replied: "But the Crusaders said they have, those humans promised the Scarlet Throne that they could clear a safe zone in the abyssal realm, and let the demons never set foot in it. Honestly, I don't believe this. , But since the kings are willing to believe, we might as well give the Crusaders a chance to perform."

"As far as I know below, the sacred...the angels and the Crusaders joined together, maybe it is related to this matter."

Bertros said awkwardly that, like most dark angels, he also had complicated feelings for his cousins ​​in the country.

"Heh, is the purification of the gods? It doesn't matter, as long as they can help us practically, no matter which side they are on now, they deserve to be thanked."

Nokras tapped his fingers on the table and smiled bitterly: "After all, we should have admitted that we can't take on the task of counterattack alone, right?"

Chapter 52 The Blade of the Corona

The Dark Angel did not wait long. Under the cover of the Dragon Legion, the Crusaders quickly caught up with the progress of the Dark Angel Expeditionary Army. In the main fleet of the Crusade Army, groups of warships were full of the legions of the religious nation. And supplies.

The commander of this sacred army is Clusius, the commander of the Constantine State. It is indeed not easy for the believers of the Lord of Nature and Forest to have a commander capable of fighting. Although Clusius believes in nature The Lord, however, has been studying in the State of Ellas all the year round. For the citizens of the State Alliance, the beliefs of all the gods of order are orthodox beliefs and can communicate with each other.

The gods of order don't care about sharing their faith with their companions. The spirits of faith that have survived the catastrophes of the ancients have helped each other to come to this step. How do you share your and mine?

However, there are still a small number of people who truly engage in multiple beliefs. After all, they are not single-minded. It is hard to say that this is a devout believer.

Clusius wore a bright white armor. Naturally, the Holy See had used armor woven with blessing rattan, but later it was replaced with silver or gold armor from Erras and Ruinz.

There is no reason, it simply means good-looking and positive image.

Not surprisingly, the religious nation attaches great importance to its own image. After all, it is really helpful in missionary. There are a bunch of green things and golden lights, handsome and handsome knights of the religious nation. Needless to say, who has more affinity. ?

Clucius stood in the command room of the flagship, looking at the scene of purgatory outside the window. As he deepened deeper and deeper into the abyss, the changes in the environment became worse.

At first, it was just thick red clouds and some unpleasant smell of sulfur. Later, land appeared below the fleet, but it was a waste soil flowing with molten lava and miasma. The dry hard ground was full of sudden rocks. A scene of apocalypse.

"...Actually, the abyss is not as desolate as it seems."

Clucius stared at the scene below intently, and told the people around him what he had heard from God:

"Under these caves, there are nearly endless precious mineral deposits buried. The development of a small abyssal zone is comparable to the output of the entire continent of Ainfal for more than half a year."

"so what?"

The person next to Clusius closed his eyes, the corners of his eyes were full of golden energy overflowing like hairspring, and the whole body was tightly wrapped in golden armor.

The man's face is not irritable, and his fair skin makes people feel bright that they dare not look directly at.

"The cost of developing the abyss is too high, and the risk is too high. Except for the ancient blue blood, no one can establish a stable colony in the abyss."

"Besides, these places will cease to exist soon."

The knight with closed eyes released the saber he held tightly, grabbed it with his right hand, and said.

Andre, the corona blade, another sacred sword of the ruinz state.

Ordinarily, like the sun, there is a concept of light and heat. The blade of the corona should be a talent of the cult of Ellas under the Lord of Flames. But the world is unpredictable. The ghost knows why it is famous for law and justice. The lord of arbitration will cultivate a knight of God who has the title of "corona".

"Then... trouble you."

Clucius nodded, took a step back, opened the floor-to-ceiling windows of the command room, and the hot air immediately poured into the battleship.

Andre opened his eyes, revealing a pair of eyes that were completely engulfed by the golden red light, jumped deep from the battleship, and jumped straight down.

The atmosphere of the abyss was filled with sparks and gravel, slamming on Andre’s shield. In the process of free fall, the corona blade slowly pulled out the weapon, a fairly regular giant sword, the blade was shining Shrouded in golden red, Andre let out a deep breath and prayed silently.

The biggest plug-in of the Sacred Sword is to temporarily exercise the authority of the gods. Although it is not as durable and stable as the arrival of the holy ones, in a sense, the chosen knights are more useful than the holy ones, especially in some cases where the power of the gods needs to be used. when.

For example, now, the golden flame burned from the sword to the whole body of Andre, the blade of the corona was like a hot meteorite falling from the sky, and it hit the earth in the abyss domain.

"boom--"

The ground cracked and the miasma dissipated.

The fire of a prairie prairie is coming soon.

As if pressing the switch, centering on Andre’s landing point, Clutius looked down from the top, and bursts of golden ripples surged out. It was a blazing storm mixed with sacred power. The Lord of Arbiters has been paying attention to the sky. In the battle situation in the secret realm, he responded to Andre's prayer at the first time, and showed the world the mighty power of being a god in order.

The sacred storm wave after wave, pure and domineering energy swept the earth in the form of light and fire, cooling the hot lava, directly flattening the rugged caves, and rubbing the deadly miasma and explosive sulfur into the flames. Burned out in the process.

In the impact of these waves, a large amount of steam rose, and the huge roar made the sacred army fleet in the sky almost blown away.

Even though the sacred troops on the fleet are elite veterans, many people have never seen such a miracle in their lives. They all held their breath and watched intently at the groundbreaking scene.

Sun Yan's purification of the surface of the abyss lasted for a full quarter of an hour, during which Clucius had to order the fleet to rise again to avoid being submerged by the frantically rising steam.

After the flame storm below was no longer raging, the Crusades sent the priest of the lake god to convert all the steam that filled the sky into rain, so a heavy rain fell on the newly transformed ground.

"Let me go down and have a look."

Clucius said that he left from the flagship's descending channel and landed on the ground, looking at the surface after being "purified".

Clean, very clean.

The ravines on the ground are filled, the lava is swallowed, the miasma is dispelled, and even any obstacles are directly burned into powder.

The ground showed a staggered color of pale and gray and black, and Clucius stomped his feet and found that except for the temperature on the ground, it was no different from a normal dry zone.

And when this rainstorm ceases, the purified surface will become suitable for human life.

The premise is that the will of the abyss will not retake this area again.

Closius looked to the sky, and flew out several sacred angels from the flagship. They carried the sacred force field generator, ready to completely transform this area into a paradise filled with the spirit of order.

As a semi-divine life, the sacred angel has pure sacred energy to complete this work, because the duration is relatively long, so Andre can not complete this transformation work smoothly.

After dozens of minutes, after the heavy rain stopped, some landing ships came down from the fleet one after another, carrying supplies to the ground, and began to build outposts.

Clucius found Andre nearby, the corona blade bowed slightly, his body was soaked in rain, and he panted:

"Even if it is me, I have never experienced the feeling of two heavens."

"Then you now have the capital to brag."