Chapter 352
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Chapter 352: The Alliance Below the City
"Roar!"
His food was stolen, Modred suddenly looked towards Sophia and Neymar.
A divine light shone from the two of them; this death aura was not just simple death aura but also the Power of Faith directed at the Lich King.
Although the two of them were absorbing the purification very slowly, they were still taking things from Modred.
It seemed like he regained some sense and rushed towards the two of them.
"Stop him!" Celica turned to look and also saw that Neymar and Sophia were being brought out.
The one who brought them out… Merlin?
Such terrifying power, is she combining the strength of a wizard and a pastor?
Phew, this cannot be done in an instant; it takes time!
Also, those two children are fighting for Modred’s power, which is clearly a good thing.
Now, any way to weaken Modred must be used.
If he wants to kill those two children, then they have to do everything they can to stop him!
In an instant, all the leaders of the church used all their strength to crazily pour magic into the Divine Artifact.
Chaos cards were thrown at Modred all at once.
A golden fist came crashing down from the sky.
[Name: Holy Light—Unbeatable Punch]
[Category: Spell]
[Star Level: 8]
[Grade: Golden Legend]
[Occupational Restriction: Pastor, Knight]
[Description: This punch, I have been training for twenty years!]
Countless thunders swirled around Modred.
[Name: Thundercloud Vortex]
[Category: Spell]
[Star Level: 8]
[Grade: Golden Legend]
[Occupational Restriction: Wizard]
[Description: Would you like to take a bath in the thundercloud?]
A massive golden well appeared at Modred’s feet, and the sun’s heat melted away some of the cold around Him.
[Name: Well of the Sun]
[Category: Spell]
[Star Level: 8]
[Grade: Golden Legend]
[Occupational Restriction: Nature Mage]
[Description: It contains the power of dawn; dawn does not always come from the sky.]
These cards are already among the best in the world; each eighth-tier card can stand alone as a powerful force, but against Modred, they can at most slow Him down for a few seconds…
Even if Modred does not dodge or evade, no eighth-tier card can compete with Him.
What about the magic circle created by the Divine Artifact?
Modred did not even glance at it; a brief shine of card-like light gleamed on the sword.
This is His first time fighting with a card, instead of just taking hits!
This light is neither white, blue, purple, nor gold, but a black light, a colorful black.
[Name: Rift]
[Category: Spell]
[Star Level: ?]
[Grade: God Card]
[Occupational Restriction: Death Knight]
[Description: This sword can cut through any barrier!]
Modred swung the famous sword Sisigou and used the God Card Rift, unleashing an incomprehensible power of the undead that spread all around.
Crack!
"Pfft…"
With a crisp sound, everyone maintaining the giant magic circle sealing Modred spat out a mouthful of blood.
The shadow of the Flame Demon Sword Levatin vanished, the knight summoned by the Lion’s Evidence turned to dust, the Heart of Thunder shattered, and the Tree of Life seedling withered…
One by one, nine-level extraordinary items were destroyed by Modred at that moment!
Of course, these extraordinary items will not completely disappear. According to the law of conservation of extraordinary matter, their extraordinary properties will scatter across the world, needing to be collected again and forged into nine-level tools.
"Damn it…" The Pope of the Flame War God Church clutched his chest, gasping for breath.
"Is this the power of a deity?" The red-cloaked cardinal of the Thunder Fury Church looked filled with despair.
"This is not even a true deity. If He had consciousness… there wouldn’t be enough of us to handle it." The Red Bishop of Lionheart let out a bitter laugh.
"What are we really here for?" The power of nature taught the Cardinal to feel like he was being drained.
"It seems we are just here to watch, and ended up dealing with this mess." The Pope of the Flame War God was also speechless; wasn’t it just to see if a little girl was a walking deity?
The group had lost the strength to continue fighting and could only retreat.
They looked at Neymar and Sophia in the distance.
Now they prayed that those two were truly walking deities!
Anyone who could compete with Modred for belief should be fine… right?
"Now, He is not completely unscathed." The nature power Cardinal looked at Modred.
Modred’s armor dimmed a little, showing that with this strike, He had also used a lot of strength.
But it didn’t matter because new power would come in!
A rush of dead energy surged into Modred’s body; this Modred was probably harder to deal with than hunger!
Hunger trapped in the Forbidden Sea cannot find any way to be fed, and it is a corpse itself.
But this Modred, half-alive and half-dead, is in much better shape than hunger, and can be replenished at any time.
Buzz!
A huge Tree of Life stood in front of him…
Modred struck out with his sword again.
Buzz!
The Tree of Life in front of him was split in two by his sword.
"Cough…"
Norma coughed up a mouthful of green blood, which was her source blood. Her complexion instantly turned pale, and she looked as if she could no longer fight.
Among so many important figures from the church, including a pope, Modred struck hard with his sword.
The nine-tiered Norma, known as the closest to a god, could not continue fighting after receiving a blow.
This is the power of the divine!
In the face of such an existence, numbers no longer matter.
"Roar!" Modred did not spare a glance at the people present, nor did he have any thought of killing them. His focus was only on the two beings that were at his ‘level.’
He took his stance and charged once more at Neymar and Sophia.
Clash!
At that moment, the enormous Goblin War Machine stood in his way.
Modred swung his fist…
Buzz!
The pitch-black aura wrapped around the huge Seastone shield. It lasted for less than thirty seconds before the Seastone was corroded and lost all power against magic.
"That’s too strong…"
Even someone as strong as Celica showed a look of despair in her eyes.
"Stop!"
A loud shout echoed, and a golden light descended from the sky, encasing Modred like a cage.
Bang, bang, bang…
Modred struck with his sword, and the color of the cage began to fade. This golden cage seemed like it couldn’t hold on much longer.
If it was the original Modred, he probably wouldn’t last even a moment.
"Homero?" Celica suddenly looked up.
The visitor was an inspector from the Church of the Dawn Goddess; only the best people can become inspectors.
"Archbishop Celica, quickly disperse the civilians!"
In the air, Homero, wearing golden robes, was bleeding from all seven orifices and clearly couldn’t hold on much longer.
Celica, upon hearing this, quickly ran towards Karoso and the others.
"Minaret, act quickly!" Homero shouted.
"I have killed the Cardinal, so now we are enemies," Minaret said, no longer in a hurry since the person in charge had arrived.
"Fighting against the Undead Scourge is a matter for the whole world!"
"I’m sorry, the dark elves have even lost their freedom. Living is worse than dying. If I could take you with me to the grave, I think it would be a good choice." Minaret played with a dagger.
"We are just afraid that the dark elves will become extinct, which is why we protect them at the Church of the Dawn Goddess…"
"I saw with my own eyes the dark elves being used for experiments!"
"This is Ricardo’s personal action, and he is already dead!"
I have to say, even at this moment, Homero speaks with perfect precision.
"So, are we just going to let it go?"
"Our Church of the Dawn Goddess has no law that says we must imprison the dark elves. Since you don’t want us to protect them, then we will just expel them!"
The Church of the Dawn Goddess indeed has no clear law, but whenever a dark elf appears, they must be sent to the church, and that is true.
Whether it is protection or imprisonment, or using them for experiments, doesn’t it still depend on what the church decides?
Even if a powerful figure like Minaret appears, there is still room for negotiation.
"Not good enough!" Minaret said in a deep voice. "Ricardo is the Red Bishop, and his actions cannot be brushed aside as a personal matter. If I don’t get a satisfying answer, I will go help Modred right now!"
"As a price for your help, we can offer you two pieces of black forest suitable for dark elves to live in. At that time, we will make the dark elf settlement a nation through the Church Alliance and the United Nations. The Church of the Goddess of the Night that you believe in is already legal, just slowing in approval; it will become an official church!"
"Alright!" Minaret smiled slightly.
"As for you! The Cardinal of our Church of the Dawn Goddess has made a mistake, and it is naturally for us to judge. You killed Ricardo, and you will be hunted endlessly by the Blade of Dawn. No matter what contributions you have made, our church will not let you go!"
This is purely finding an excuse for oneself.
Clearly, they accepted Minaret as a nuclear deterrent, willing to release all dark elves, and temporarily agreed to the terms under Minaret’s threat.
"No problem." Minaret nodded.
Bang!
The cage shattered, and Modred regained freedom once again.
"Even though I have used so much of my power…" Minaret said loudly, "I can only buy you five minutes!"
Saying this, Minaret rushed towards Modred, laying traps and throwing knives, while using various chaotic abilities to fiercely limit Modred.
As one of the oldest elves, she truly knew how to fight against such an enemy.
Modred was quite annoyed, but after using so much power, he needed time to replenish it.
"Enough!" Homero called out loudly, "Everyone, please stand back! The Church of the Dawn Goddess will use Light Momentum to activate the Divine Punishment Magical Circle."
Hearing the name Light Momentum, the crowd sighed in relief and quickly retreated to a distance.
But they couldn’t go too far; who knew if the Church of the Dawn Goddess might pull some trick?
……
The Aurora Goddess was still watching from a distance, and Messiah had returned to her side. The two were now at the church, having left the range of the dark mist.
"That little guy really remembers me," Messiah said.
"Are you trying to get yourself killed?" The Aurora Goddess glanced at Messiah. "Staying too close to that monster might push your divine power out, and you could be exiled too, unless you become a mindless monster."
"I have to see if he can handle that card," Messiah shrugged.
"Hmph, he can handle this little boost," the Aurora Goddess looked back at the battlefield.
"No, the main thing is… will he still be able to handle divine power after using that card? A single eighth-tier won’t change the situation; he and his sister need to work together." Messiah said seriously.
……
When Celica arrived where Karoso and the others were, Messiah had already vanished.
Just like before, the two completely forgot that Messiah had come, only Karoso knew about it through a bullet comment.
"What is happening?"
Watching a group of mindless people crazily climbing on the huge Murloc, trying to get killed by it, Celica’s expression became extremely grim.
The Murlocs had limited intelligence and could only pick off people little by little; however, there were still many who slipped through.
Once there were more people, they would be even busier.
Karoso and Kirmin were trying to push some of the stragglers back, but while fighting the zombies, they still had to push people, and many more did not escape this disaster.
"These people are controlled by the magical circle; they have no sense of self and only know to come here to die!" Karoso shouted.
He couldn’t even use his sword because these civilians were too weak; despite using all his strength to move forward, Karoso could only rely on his skill.
Whoosh!
At that moment, several bound people were thrown over here by a catapult.
Celica was quick and saved the person right away.
"Was it Duke Benson or Ricardo?" Celica’s forehead began to show the veins.
Although there are not many followers of Dawn here, most people believe in the Knight King, but the teachings of Dawn are to protect humanity itself.
Let the light shine on every corner of the world, so everyone can enjoy the gentle light, and let all evil feel the heat of the light.
When this is achieved, everyone will willingly become followers of the Dawn and praise the Aurora Goddess!
Celica has always followed this teaching; even though she cannot do it perfectly, she has always worked hard to try.
To pull off a trick like that right under her nose…
"I don’t know!" Karoso said loudly, "There isn’t enough information."
Celica’s figure slowly rose into the air.
She ignored the two children who were gathering power, paid no attention to Merlin who was preparing a big move, and just coldly watched the knights who were working like machines, along with the hundreds of thousands of residents who were rushing here.
This place is like this; what about other places?
This black mist is in the shape of a circle!
To solve this problem, there is only one way: we must defeat that Death Knight!
This is the best solution that Celica could think of!
But Aurora Glory has already used up most of it, and so many powerful items have been destroyed. What can I do with these two?
"Child, don’t forget, your strength is not given by anyone…"
A shadow appeared behind Celica, a delicate hand wearing a golden gauntlet rested on her shoulder.