009, The Glory of the Saint ()

Behind the strange rock, in the distance, there was a group of knights, holding weapons and posing in formation to make preparations for attack at any time. There were dozens of unmanned horses next to them, some carrying the necessary supplies for traveling far away from the desert, and more were war horses, and the owners of these war horses had just died in that tragic encounter.

Morton, the Treasurer, murmured: "How is this possible? One person, or a woman, destroyed all the elites of the ambush, and the High Priest Jeremiah also sacrificed!... Governor, we have too few people set up the ambush this time!"

Governor Xiao Mo's face looked very ugly: "It is impossible for us to mobilize the city-state army to openly attack Dick's convoy, which is equivalent to declaring war on the Eju Empire. We can only cover up as bandits roaming on the Assyrian border. Moreover, it is too late to mobilize the army. We have received news to lead the personal guards to quickly arrive here to set up an ambush, and have done our best."

The High Priest Coasman looked at Governor Xiao Mo with some dissatisfaction, as if he was saying, is there such a well-trained elite bandit? Then he turned around and looked at Gabriel in the distance and said with a gloomy face: "This person must be one of the twelve guardians of the Isis Temple in Memphis. I didn't expect it!"

The financial officer said unwillingly: "No matter how strong she is, she is just a person! You see, she has done her best now and seems to be injured. If we launch a sudden attack from the cavalry, we may still seize the tears of the gods."

While they were talking, Gabriel had already walked back to the convoy and knelt down on one knee. The sword in his hand was half inserted into the sand with a white face. A thread of blood oozed out of the corner of his mouth. He was praying silently. The divine stone on the thigh of the sword emitted a soft white light to cover her. It was a low-level healing magic technique. Gabriel was indeed injured in the fierce battle just now, especially when he used a shield to hold the giant hammer and was shocked.

Dick has sent servants to clean the battlefield, his broken limbs and arms are buried in the sand, and his weapons and armor are taken away. These are spoils and are also an important basis for tracing the source of this group of gangs in the future.

Seeing this scene, Governor Xiao Mo said hesitantly: "Although the warrior was injured, the elite guards of Rhodes-Dick were not lost at all. Look at their cavalry still maintained their battle formations and we had lost half of our manpower, and even the High Priest Jeremiah was sacrificed."

The financial officer instigated: "The High Priest Coastman is still here, and we also have two low-level magicians who will attack in formal combat formations. The heavy cavalry will protect the magician in the center of the battle formation and will definitely win."

The high priest Coasman also gritted his teeth and said, "It was an accident that the ambush failed. Unexpectedly, the other side would kill such a great warrior. The disaster brought by the magician decades ago, the saint of the Temple of Isis fell, and even the tears of the gods on the scepter were unknown. In the long run, their authority to rule the Aeju will be questioned, which is what we most hope to see.

The tears of the gods are so important to them, and more important to us. Don’t forget the ancient legend. The people of Hati also believe that the tears of the gods are the blessing of the gods. If we get it, it will not be Isis blessed to Eju, but the great god Enriel blessed to Hate, so that more power to resist the Eju Empire can be gathered."

Governor Xiao Mo's tone was still very hesitant: "Of course I know these, otherwise I would not have brought the elite guards to set up an ambush here. But you have also seen the battle just now. Unless you are sure to raise your hands and leave no clues to being investigated, you can't act rashly anymore."

High Priest Coasman frowned and said, "Governor, High Priest Jeremiah died today and lost so many people. If he failed, how can he explain it when he went back?" As soon as he said this, he suddenly turned around and said, "Sir, don't worry anymore, our noble master Ge Lie is here!"

Several people looked back to the distance behind the hill, and saw a figure wearing a white robe walking towards him. He seemed to be walking, but his figure seemed to be floating quickly against the sand dunes. Not long after, he came to the front of several people. This was an old man with a white goatee, not tall and had a headscarf, with deep wrinkles on his face, but his eyes were clear and sharp, and he didn't look like an old man at all.

The old man was named Gere, and he was the chief priest of the Syrian temple. In the usual city-states, the city lord usually serves as the chief priest, but the Syrian city-states are different. They are in a strategic location on the border. The Kingdom of Barron specially sent a high-level magician to serve as the chief priest of the Syrian temple, and three deputy priests, namely Xiao Mo, Jeremiah and Couseman.

Governor Xiao Mo himself served as one of the three high priests in the Syrian city-state, and the high priest Jeremiah had just died under the sword of Gabriel.

The high-level magician has a unique position in any place in the kingdom. Gelie is a level 8 great magician. He ignores daily affairs and often travels between Syrian city-states and royal capitals. He also has part-time jobs in the main temple of the kingdom. This time, Governor Xiao Mo led his people to an ambush, and Gelie happened to be away. Unexpectedly, he arrived at this moment. How could it not be overwhelming?

The knights were not convenient to dismount, so they all bowed and bowed with weapons at the hands of their hands. The three people on the high ground also bowed respectfully and greeted: "Extremely noble master, are you here? All difficulties will be solved. Please let us explain to you what happened here."

Gelie glanced at the battlefield in the distance, waved the short stick in his hand and said, "I already understand what is going on here. After you go back, you can explain it slowly."

The finance officer Morton was surprised and knelt down and said, "Great great master, with your power, we can completely take the tears of the gods."

The High Priest Coasman also knelt down and said, "Great Chief Priest, we are fighting for the future fate of the Kingdom of Hati. However, Jeremiah died, and the governor's personal guards also lost more than half. If the tears of the gods cannot be taken away, how can we explain after we go back?"

There was a hint of regret in Gelie's eyes, and he sighed, "I will try my best to excuse you. I know the preciousness of the tears of the gods, but now is not the time. Look, the other party is carrying such a huge caravan, as well as Rhode Dick and his personal guards. If you don't say anything else, if you kill the Great Warrior and Rhode Dick in the Temple of Isis, do you know what this means?"

Seeing that everyone was silent, Gere continued, "Don't think that no one knew that it was you. In this place, who can mobilize such power? There is no other possibility except the official of Hati. Hati is secretly accumulating power, and it is necessary to maintain superficial peace. The Eju Empire is probably worried that there is no excuse to eliminate this power. You may have the possibility of triggering war in advance when you do this. Now the Kingdom of Hati is not ready, and the time for the victory given by God Enriel has not come."

Speaking of this, Gelie's voice suddenly stopped. He looked up at the convoy of Rod Dick in the distance, and exclaimed in a low voice: "Divine Art!"

High Priest Coasman looked back and said strangely: "It seems that it is just the lowest level of blessing technique. Why is your great magician so surprised?"

...

I saw that in the distance, Maria had arrived at the first car at some point, looking up at the sky and muttering something, holding it in front of her chest. A faint golden light emanated from the palm of her hand, as if her whole body was covered with a light holy light. The golden light shone into the air, and the strange reflections scattered, covering Gabriel half-kneeled in front of the car.

This is the divine art of the Saint of the Temple of Isis. The simplest and most profound "Blessings of Isis". It can only be performed with the help of the tears of the gods. It is also a test for the selection of the Saint of the Temple of Isis. It is a divine art of praying for not only curing injuries, but also eliminating pain, washing away fatigue, restoring physical strength, and giving people confidence, strength and courage. In short, it is equivalent to a comprehensive divine effect that eliminates any negative impact.

Maria was barely used to display it with the help of the tears of the gods. It was just the simplest and lowest-level magic effect, and it was very weak and almost optional. It was just a symbol, but the most important thing was this symbol.

Everyone around saluted to Jinhui, including the knight in armor, praising the miracle given by Goddess Isis. Rhode Dick was ecstatic. He finally understood what Gabriel did to keep Maria in Duke for three days, and Maria did it, she was really a saint!

...

In the shadow on the hill, the great magician Ge Lie sighed: "Maybe it's too far away and your puppet eye technique can't see clearly. It is indeed the lowest level of blessing magic, but it is the "Blessing of Isis" that can only be used by the guardian of the Isis Temple, and it can be summoned with the help of the tears of the gods. The girl in the carriage is the guardian of the Isis Temple. Unexpectedly, they already have the Saint!"

Couseman widened his eyes and showed an incredible expression: "How is this possible! The secret report I received, the tears of the gods had just been mined three days ago and had not been sent to Meng Feisi. How could the Saint appear?"

Gere shook his head and said, "I am not omnipotent and omniscient. Perhaps only the gods know it. But if you use such magical techniques, you can only be the guardian saint of Isis's Temple, then she is the saint! We cannot do anything. If you take away the tears of the gods from the saint, it will arouse hatred in the entire Xia Eju. Even if the Eju Empire does not want to declare war, it will declare war."

After saying this, Ge Lie sighed regretfully: "This saint is still quite weak now, but it's a pity that I don't know how powerful it will be in the future."

Governor Xiao Mo considered the problem and immediately asked: "Great magician, what should we do now? Will we evacuate immediately?"

Gelie shook his head again: "No, please inform the city-state to send supplies, and then clear the traces of the battlefield. When you lead the cavalry to chase you tomorrow, you will say that you have heard that there have been powerful bandits in the desert recently, so you can protect them and then escort them out of the border."

Governor Xiao Mo nodded and said, "Since that's the case, I will send someone to give generous gifts to the high priests of Meng Feisi Temple. Even if I want to pursue what happened today on us, someone will mediate for us."
Chapter completed!