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Chapter 150 This is the war of the bosses

More than [-] soldiers, boundless.

There are more than one hundred thousand soldiers, and the ground is raging.

The Magic Council, the Church of the Lord of Glory, the combined army of the Earl of Norman, and the army of Midland County, more than four 50,000 people, strangled into two battle groups on both sides of the Dorf River.

Cavalry, infantry, catapults, archers and crossbowmen, spellcasting teams, advancing and retreating offensive and defensive, entangled endlessly.

Sometimes you go further, sometimes I go further, the dust and the sound of shouting and killing roll up from the ground to the sky.

Gretel looked down from the airship, and felt that he saw a few giant dragons rolling on the ground, roaring and tearing, and their scales flying.

The dragon fights in the wild, and its blood is dark yellow.

"See what?"

Suddenly someone around asked a question.

Gretel turned his head and got up quickly: the one who asked him the question was one of the three archmages who stepped out of the airship this morning, the one who stepped on the shiny strange thing.He didn't dare to neglect, and immediately replied:
"Our army has the upper hand."

"Oh?"

"The Church of the Lord of Glory originally planned to take a bite from behind while the coalition forces were unprepared. If it was bitten, the coalition forces would be in chaos, and the battle would be over." Gretel quickly glanced down:
Although half of the coalition forces crossed over, the layers of trenches, deer firewood, and shield fighters firmly withstood the attack of the Church of the Lord of Glory.The black banner painted with lightning struck several times, and the camp stood still, firmly blocking the church's coalition forces.

"Then, the army of the Magic Council blocked their retreat. As long as the two sides work together, they can win."

"If you don't count extraordinary people, it's pretty much the same." The questioner nodded slightly:
"But do you know how many Transcendents above level 10 are there in this war?"

"Earl Norman, level 12, the great priest of the Spring Temple is level 11," Gretel tried hard to search his memory: "Elder Heath seems to be level [-], others...uh..."

"Those from the Church of the Lord of Glory, Lucerne who chased you today is the deputy chief referee of the tribunal, level 13."

The old magician replied leisurely.While speaking, he caressed a little bird lovingly.The little bird was pecking affectionately on his hand. Gretel looked carefully, and it seemed that the back of the little bird was not feathers, but scales with metallic luster:
"The great knight of the Knights should be at the same level as him, and the cardinal who leads the team will be one level higher. According to the usual practice, there will be an ascetic monk leading the formation. Of course, Carlisle on our side is also at level 14, so he won't lose to them .”

Gretel nodded ignorantly.He has traveled to the present, and has not seen a master above the tenth level make a full shot, and has no concept at all.The old magician glanced at him, and didn't intend to explain further, just pointed down casually:
"here we go."

The last syllable was still lingering in the room, when the airship suddenly jolted and sank heavily.Gretel was thrown upwards and almost hit the cabin roof.

Bernard rushed over and grabbed him.Two steps away, the oval hatch suddenly opened, and the bitter wind howled and swept in.The cold wind was blowing, and Gretel's breath was stagnant immediately, and he was blown tightly to close his eyes.

A gentle force pushed him into the seat.When Gretel opened his eyes again, the old magician had already stepped out of the hatch and walked away.

Why doesn't this airship have seat belts?

Gretel complained secretly, but he also knew that people who were qualified to ride in this airship probably didn't need seat belts at all.He rushed to the window to see, above the Church of the Lord of Radiance in the far distance, a white robe, a red robe, and a black robe, three people flew up side by side, arranged in a zigzag pattern.

The man in red holds a large book in both hands, bows his head slightly, the man in white on the left holds a ball, and the man in black on the right holds a long sword tightly.The three of them were exactly the same, half kneeling in the air, and the soft voice echoed layer by layer:
"My Lord, let your holy name be exalted;
may your kingdom come;
Please forgive us our sins, as we forgive others..."

On the ground, the church army prayed together.The sound became louder and louder, as if filling the entire space between the heaven and the earth, and the white light in the sky and the world became one piece.The man in red raised his right hand high and pressed it down, the white light poured down like a mountain, pressing down on the opposing army formation.

"For the glory of the God of War!"

"For the mercy of the goddess!"

"For nature!"

Three shouts were raised high.

A water-blue brilliance, a black-red brilliance that condensed the taste of iron and blood, and a cluster of vigorous green light rose up separately, struggling to withstand upward.

However, compared to the white light on the opposite side, the foundations of the three colored lights are intertwined and appear a bit scattered.It didn't take long for it to be pressed down inch by inch.

How is the teacher?

What happened to the bald bishop!

Gretel pressed his forehead firmly against the porthole, holding his breath.In his panic, he didn't even realize that it wasn't the Allied Army of the Earl of Norman that was being suppressed by the white light, but the Magic Council army that had just joined the battlefield.The teacher and the bald bishop, as well as the comrades he cares about, are not under the white light at all.

The water-blue brilliance became lower and lower, until it finally collapsed, and the iron-blooded radiance and green light were gradually suppressed to the bottom. At this moment, a thin tornado roared, spun, and rose from the ground!

The tornado broke through the water.

The first time it rotated, it grew a full circle and raised one-tenth of its height; the second time it turned, it grew a circle again; Gretel only took three or five breaths, and the tornado had grown to the height of the mast. At the same time, it sucked up an unknown amount of river water.

Gretel glanced at the river bank in his busy schedule, and saw that the water level of the Dorff River dropped dramatically, exposing a section of wet river bank.

Immediately afterwards, the river water swirling with the tornado condensed into thin ice blades in the wind.Wind knives and ice swords cut at high speed around the fleet of the Lord of Glory Church, one lap, two laps...

The whirlwind gradually added a toothsome creak, the deck broke, the hull was damaged, and the mast fell!
If the boat is gone, there is no way to go home!

The church army panicked for a moment.The paladins in the center of the formation can still be maintained, and the white light has fluctuated slightly above the army of the kingdom and the army of the local lord.With this movement, the emerald green light that was pressed to the ground suddenly raised its head like green grass sprouting.

The three high-ranking clergymen who led the magic arts made a prompt decision.The man in the white robe held the ball to his chest, and the man in the black robe raised his long sword high.The white light that fell like a mountain suddenly condensed, showing the shape of a long sword, and fell forward following the movement of the man in black.

Heaven was torn.

The long sword pointed at the sky, and a hole was pierced in the sky full of dark clouds; the tip of the sword was swiped, and the dark clouds on the sky were split; when the long sword fell, the lightsaber carried Already the voice of the whole sky—

And this sword, this bright lightsaber, was actually facing the airship and slashing towards Gretel's face!

That look lit up Gretel's eyes.He didn't have time to react—in fact, it was useless to do so—in his field of vision, a small black shadow shot out like an arrow, flying farther and farther, but it grew bigger and bigger, with a big fist, a basketball, and a carriage. Big, big house...

From Gretel's perspective, it was a bird, or something that looked like a bird. At least Gretel had never seen a bird with metal scales on its back.The thing that seemed to be a bird spread its wings and rushed towards the lightsaber head-on, pecking, flapping its wings, tearing its claws, fighting with all its strength.

Amidst a sour sound, the lightsaber sank inch by inch into the bird's body, and was cut in half from the top of the head to the tail.

A loud bang.

The bird disintegrated in mid-air, steel sheets, springs, screws... exploded all over the sky, and the shell of the airship was hit several times.The nearest one hit the side of the porthole, and if it missed by two inches, it would have smashed through the porthole directly, and Gretel would be punished one by one.

Even so, this alchemy bird has already completed its mission.Above Gretel's head, that is, from the top of the airship, a piece of golden light flew out again, resisting the lightsaber that had shrunk by [-]%.

In the underground battle group, the three-color brilliance of water blue, black red, and emerald green rose again, intertwined with colorful magical lights.The blessed Magic Council army shouted in unison, like an iron wall, and pressed towards the opposing army formation!
The sun gradually tilted.Gretel looked down at the river through the porthole, and he didn't know whether the river was dyed red by the setting sun or by the blood of the dead or wounded soldiers who fell into the river.

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