Chapter 280 Sacrifice (Part 2)

The darkness of dawn is deep and the battle continues.

"The abyss nobles are really difficult to deal with." This is what almost all the nobles who were watching the battle wanted to say.

If this continues, the Archbishop thought to himself that he was standing on the city wall at this time, with Viscount Edel on the right side of the city lord, and on the left side of his confidant priest named Dro.

The Archbishop calmly watched the Holy Sword Knights under his church continue to charge, and the number of people gradually decreased during the charge. Although the Holy Sword Knights and the Church were not afraid of sacrifice, if this continued, there would be no seed at all.

So he said to the pastor on the left: "Dro, these demons are a little difficult to deal with. Go and gather all the pastors of the church and complete the last step."

The priest nodded and ran down the city wall quickly.

Viscount Edel was a little puzzled for a moment, not knowing what the Archbishop meant. He looked at the Archbishop, but he didn't ask. The Archbishop stared at the battlefield and explained coldly: "Don't worry, Lord Edel, the light of dawn will come."

"So, the Archbishop has arranged a backup plan?" Thinking of this, Viscount Edel was about to breathe a sigh of relief, but the Archbishop's laughter sounded softly: "Hmph, they can do it, can't we do it?"

Just when Viscount Edel was a little confused about his meaning, a very loud voice suddenly sounded in the city.

"What's going on?" After discovering that the sound came from the singing of thousands of people, the nobles watching the battle on the platform were surprised and didn't know what was going on in the city.

"Let us pray that God's power will come here, and let us seek God's help with the most fearful and sad heart." The Archbishop suddenly said this.

Then he began to pray loudly, praying lingering in everyone's heart.

In a moment, a holy light lit up in the city with the Lord of Glory as the center.

Once this holy light appears, it is like a sun rising on the horizon at real dawn.

The vast holy light slowly rose, seemingly slowly, but it spreads out quickly like a flood. In just a few seconds, the entire holy light rushed out of the border and ran through the entire battlefield.

The moment the holy light swept across, a soul with tiny fog appeared on the countless corpses and let out a brief scream.

The scream was heard by ordinary people, but all the clergymen saw it and heard it.

In the light, thousands of souls flew and disappeared in an instant, but only nearly a thousand souls were showered in it. The white light was terrifying, and a holy light appeared faintly in the sky. This is the soul of believers and warriors who believe in the Lord of Glory!

"Biography of Hobbita, what do you mean? How did you destroy the souls of our church believers?" The bishops of other churches present changed their faces.

"On the battlefield, in order to defeat the enemy, one must sacrifice. Striking the demons is the will of the gods. What is this loss?" The Archbishop said frankly, but it made the bishops of the church look ashen.

In the eyes of clergy, physical death is not important. The key is the whereabouts of the soul. This was originally the wealth of God, but now it has been destroyed.

This is a move that the Archbishop had arranged long ago. If it is difficult to win with combat power or is in a stalemate stage, use the believers in the city and the power of faith accumulated over the years to pray with all the most sincere hearts in fear, and the "light of dawn" was produced.

Under the light of dawn, the dark realm of the abyss nobles was severely destroyed. Although the little demon illuminated by the holy light was protected by the physical body and would not die, he screamed, unable to see anything for a moment, and a trace of black smoke appeared on his body.

When the holy light arrived, all the living warriors immediately covered a layer. Of course, if they were believers from other religions, there was only a trace of them, but the believers and warriors of the Lord of Glory, the holy light immediately became strong, which allowed them to improve their combat capabilities in an instant.

The combat power of the knight, shrouded by these white lights, suddenly increased, and the hidden demon screamed and rolled on the ground.

Although this situation has not been maintained for a long time, it is enough.

Kill!

All the human warriors were shocked by the morale and rushed towards the demons. Under the sword light, countless gorgeous blood fountains splashed.

These soldiers, after fighting all night, were already numb. There was only a dark and cold battlefield in their vision.

At this moment, the horn sounded, and Viscount Edel took the opportunity to blow the horn of the general attack.

The entire human army came alive in an instant. In the camp, as long as the injured person was not unable to run, they all shouted and attacked the demons.

In the distance, blood flowers splattered like waterfalls, and the shining sword light was filled with awe under the holy light.

A moment after the human general attack was launched.

"Ao!" A sound of the horn of the Abyss Demon sounded at this moment, and the Abyss Demon was announcing his retreat.

All the big demons with wings heard this sound and immediately flew up and retreated. They had wings and had control over the battlefield.

The little demon below let out a scream and ran back desperately.

On the main formation of Baron Abyss, four thousand-person square formations retreated in an orderly manner and gradually left the battlefield.

The human army was fighting, and it was impossible to chase after it at this time.

"Baron of the Abyss, fifty of the great demon, fifty of the little demon, although this power is still fearful, it is not enough to sweep the city." The Viscount observed the situation and said, "Can they just leave like this?"

The Archbishop looked at the battlefield and said, "It's too late this time. I'll seize the opportunity to fight again next time. The priest, all of them will be dispatched to save our warriors and soldiers!"

There were ten thousand troops standing, less than three thousand. Although I knew there must be survivors in the corpse, it would be great if all of them were cured and four thousand were fully organized.

It can be considered a serious injury to the vitality.

The nobles observed carefully and found that the devil cube that had just retreated gathered a large number of big demons, and the little demons were also clear in their retreat. They knew that this demon army still had strong combat power when retreating, and they were all silent.

If they mean it is best to completely eliminate this demon army once and for all.

But looking at the same weak human army, everyone was silent.

These human soldiers, especially cavalry and knights, died no less than that of demonic army. Even those who are still alive are either exhausted or scarred.

Although the spell just now allowed them to strengthen their combat power, once they relaxed at this time, the power of blessing disappeared.

When it was confirmed that the demon army had finally retreated and retreated to the distance, the human soldiers who were struggling on the battlefield finally relaxed, and only the militia prepared in the city rushed out to clean the battlefield.

"We... have won?" After breaking through the last little demon battle formation, the Knights of the Lord of Light were only eleven horses left, three were knights, and eight were knight attendants. One knight attendant looked at the direction where the demon retreated in disbelief.

Whether it was a knight or a knight attendant, they smiled at this time. Not only were they feeling exhausted at this time, but they could not even move their war horses.

However, the Eleven Horsemen cheered from their hearts.

Finally, he won, and did not fall into the honor of being the Glorious Knights, and saved his life. This is the most proud thing at this time.

Although most of the complete Knights had sacrificed their lives for it, they finally won.

"The devil is finally defeated." A knight sighed in a small corner of the huge battlefield.

His armor was full of scars and he spoke a little weakly, but his strong body and superb combat skills still allowed him to survive in the battle. This person was no one else, but Fafell.

As weak as him, Havavi stood beside Fafel, and had also come down from the horse, comforting the war horse while looking at the direction where the demon retreated.

Because he was very familiar with the nearby geography, he frowned and said, "There are many territories in the direction where the demons retreated, but the Galle Castle, which was once the largest gathering place of demons, is also in that direction. Do you think these demons will not retreat there, right?"

"No way?" Fafer was worried when he heard what Hevavi said.

Baron Galle Castle, isn’t it where Romon was appointed by the Baron? At this time, Romon should have already captured there, right?

Although the demon army has been defeated, the power of nearly fifty big demons and five thousand small demons is still not something that ordinary castles can withstand. If Romon can be given a period of system defense, it may be able to withstand their attacks, but now...

"So, the demon army is likely to retreat to Galle Castle again." A nobleman who relaxed on the platform asserted that the nobles were nobles, and once the war was victorious, his sensitivity to the territory immediately became mainstream.

Although everyone was exhausted, the battlefield was not cleaned, and neither the noble nor the bishop retreated. He looked at the clergy from various churches and inspected the bodies one by one.

At this time, the nobles' faces had become much calmer. Although their families suffered varying degrees of losses in the war, they were very satisfied with this result now.

What they want to know now is where the remaining forces of these demon army will retreat.

After all, these demons are like a large group of restless factors. If they are not completely eliminated, there will be endless troubles and may not explode again at any time.

People who can control a family are not too stupid. Although these nobles are usually pampered and arrogant, they understand what is the most important thing at critical moments.

"Is that true?" Viscount Edel frowned and paced back and forth in the hall. After thinking for a while, he immediately said to a close confidant beside him: "Immediately, I will give a warning to the lords of all the territories on that road to strengthen their defense."

Because this is a magical world, there will always be some special messages sent through this special channel. For example, the temple priests from all over the country will contact their superiors. For example, the largest nobles in a region can use some special methods to warn other territories.

After the confidant went to handle this matter, Viscount Edel made some suggestions, nothing more than how to deal with the dead and wounded soldiers and how to reward all soldiers. The nobles paid a heavy price because some of their own forces participated in the battle, so they had a heated discussion on this issue.

Because they were discussing fiercely at this time, no one noticed that a baron quietly stood up and came to the edge of the platform.

A hazy light, Baron Rocas looked up at the sky.

This is no longer the holy light, it is the real dawn of the sun. The sky is gradually dawning, and the light green sky is inlaid with a few remaining stars. The earth is hazy, like a silver-gray veil.

The sky has slightly exposed the protein, and clouds gather in the sky, as if they are soaked in blood, showing a faint red color.

This is autumn, the sunshine of autumn.

However, Baron Rocas was not in a clear mood. According to the reports of his subordinates, the means he used to win over Haivavi and Fafel did not seem to have any effect. This situation made Rocas very depressed.

If it were before, he could still use his baron title to suppress it, but all the nobles knew about the decree issued by the kingdom - a baron would be born in this area.

No, it should be said that it is a quasi-baron. According to the will, he must wait for Romon to seize the Galle territory before he can be considered a real baron.

But at least, there is half a baron's title on the hat, and in this case, I have no advantage at all.

However, thinking of what he heard just now, Baron Roccas was calm and didn't know what he was feeling.

"The devil army will retreat and return to Galle Castle. In this case, this baron will understand the little demon again. What will Romon do?" He murmured to himself, glanced at Baron Moham, and sure enough, the baron was thinking.

Baron Moham's territory, bordering the territory of Baron Galle, is the best time for any noble to expand the territory - in the name of salvation.

At this time, Baron Rocas was in a very complicated mood.

The sun gradually rises. For the demon, the sun is different from the holy light and does not have strong lethality. Even so, in the sun, the demon will be suppressed to a certain extent.

After the war, the demon also needed a piece of area to be trimmed. At the beginning, he did retreat to Galle Castle according to inertia.

But at a crossroads halfway, the abyss nobles suddenly ordered a stop.

"His Excellency Baron Savenchu!" All the fifty great demons present saluted it. Even if the battle failed, the superiors could still suppress the subordinates.

"Did you feel it? That powerful sacred aura."
To be continued...