It's not the protagonist, what does it matter if you are trapped in the Shura field

Chapter 679 The Moment of a Powerful Counterattack—

Liya Lan gripped her magic sword and thrust it towards the sky. In a flash, a white-haired warrior from the Temple of War Gods used his spear to deflect the attack.

"The third one?"

Beside the representative of the Church of Prayer was Shatis, the apostle of the goddess of cleansing water. Surrounding them along the city wall to both sides were three hundred blue-clad purifiers of the Church of Prayer's purifying court.

Two of the church's top figures and three hundred blue-clad guards resisted the attack of a thousand-strong legion of angels.

Of course, there were also important figures such as cardinals from other churches, as well as their respective secret forces. Even if the angels joined together to chant the judgment ceremony, it would be difficult for them to break through the defenses on the city wall.

"Chains of the Stars".

The third white-haired angel flashed past Mena, his spear drawing a white light across the sky, only to be blocked by an ancient, dark brown sword from the East.

Ayining gripped the Earthly Branch Sword and stared coldly at the other party, "..."

The angel dodged the chains that were coming at her, spun back into the sky, and coldly looked down at the scene on the city wall amidst a dense barrage of crossbow bolts.

Arttana drew her bow and unleashed a rain of light arrows at them.

Even though the angel dodged, the rain of arrows still fell densely below the city walls, crashing into the lines of the temple army and the western army.

The white-haired angel of the Temple of War: "..."

why.

The enemy's city walls had more level three gods than their side, and countless SSS-level gods. Under the combined influence of magic arrays, crossbow bolts, and chains, the sky could not become the angels' home ground.

Why did they passively garrison for months, yet declare war without hesitation after the arrival of the Temple of War Gods?
She gripped the light gun and stared coldly at the dark blue-haired woman from the church.

Was your goal the Temple of War God from the very beginning?
……

Below the city wall, the third-level god of the temple was covered in blood after being slashed by Anai Ning, and staggered to his feet with his heavy sword.

"How can it be……"

Just how strong is the opponent? I couldn't even hurt her with my full strength.

Anai Ning held the black knife to her side, coldly waiting for him to get up, a dangerous smile spreading across her lips. "What's wrong? Didn't you think you were pretty good at fighting just now?"

“Impossible,” the man raised his eyes. “We represent the Temple of War. Do you know what you’re doing?”

"Oh?" Anai Ning looked at him curiously. "I used to fight against the army of the Lan Temple. I think there was some kind of official named Shi Lan in there. How are you different from them?"

"!??"

What a joke.

Ten-Arashi of the Arashi Temple? No… she does indeed possess such strength.

Being unable to discern the opponent's skill level during combat is a sign of weakness. This level three god, looking at the white-haired girl, had to admit in his heart: You are stronger now.

“We are the most powerful military force on the continent,” the blood-stained man gripped his heavy sword. “Do you know what the consequences of doing this will be?”

"Oh? What are the consequences? Tell me about them."

The man paused twice amidst the clashing of blades and shouts of battle around him.

“Literally,” he said in an icy tone, “the consequence of declaring war on the strongest military force on the continent is to be conquered by the strongest military force on the continent.”

"Huh? Aren't you already waging war now?"

"..."

The man felt he couldn't reason with her.

In fact, he didn't understand either. The temple had always been focused on developing its power and constantly winning over allies. In order to support the Holy Maiden of Dawn in her battles, the temple naturally couldn't sit idly by and watch this side grow stronger step by step. Before they could mobilize all their own troops, they launched a campaign to attack them and let the world know that this was a camp that was hostile to the Temple of War.

But why?

The Fifth Princess of Lion Garden, who had maintained a defensive policy for several months, unexpectedly declared war the moment the army of the Temple of War announced its siege!

Even going so far as to leave the city to meet the enemy?!
To be honest, before leading his troops to conquer this place, he never thought he would encounter such a situation. The Fifth Princess did not show the slightest hesitation in sending troops.

It's just like...

They viewed the General's Temple as their true enemy from the very beginning.

how is this possible.

The Fifth Princess is gathering forces; is she planning to attack the Temple of War God?! No… could it be because of the Holy Maiden?

They also have a saintess in their hands, could it be that...?

"Will this ignite a war of gods!?"

The man suddenly looked at the white-haired girl in astonishment, "You started this war, are you trying to instigate a divine war?! Have you gone mad?!"

Anai Ning straightened up and looked at him with a puzzled expression.

"Didn't you attack the city first? Why are you blaming us now?"

"..."

She must be a martial artist.

There was no point in talking to her anymore, so the man had no intention of continuing the conversation and charged forward again, brandishing his heavy sword.

Rumble, rumble——

A barrage of magical cannon fire and catapults rained down on the Five Queens' army outside the city walls.

The priests and ritualistic sorcerers who maintained the line at the entrance chanted blessings from behind, and the sloping barrier blocked the artillery fire, which exploded on the barrier and scattered.

The priestess of the Blue Moon Church held up her moon staff, radiating a faint blue moonlight, suspending the falling stones and fireballs in mid-air before firing them back at the temple army's formation.

Lucas, standing in the central army formation, watched this scene with extreme anxiety.

"Damn it, why can't we get through?!"

The enemy has a significant numerical advantage and the temple's army is not incompetent. Why has the frontal battle dragged on for so long without any progress, and why has the enemy been able to establish their lines?
And the angels on the city wall—a thousand angels couldn't even get over a single wall!? Are you kidding me?

Scarlett's gaze remained fixed on the left wing.

If reinforcements do arrive later, and even the third-level god of the Temple of War and so many other deities failed to stop them, then the course of the battle will be truly worrisome.

……

The left flank of the battlefield.

The dozen or so members of the Temple of War stood ready, watching as a black-haired youth appeared in the corresponding direction, accompanied by a priest.

"Two people?"

The man's gaze was cold and authoritative.

Upon seeing them, the priest with long, dark blond hair showed obvious panic.

As they took their first steps, the two sides soon met face-to-face on the plains on one side of the battlefield.

"So you noticed?" The young man with black hair and brown eyes smiled at them.

"Although I don't know how you did it," the third-level god of the Temple of War Gods calmly looked at them, "this is the end, understand?"

A gust of wind swept across the open space between the two sides.

The girl in priest's robes glanced at the boy, then suddenly gripped her staff, puffed out her chest, and looked like she was not to be trifled with.

"whispering sound…"

The third-level god on the temple side laughed.

This made the girl blink nervously, then she raised her chin even more defiantly than before.

The way the deities on this side of the temple looked at the boy seemed to say:
How on earth did you manage to persuade such a fool to go to the battlefield? Vimir: ()
It's so bad it makes you shake your head.

The positions of both sides remained unchanged, and the temple's attention was more focused on the calm-looking black-haired boy, whose composed and unmoved demeanor was more noteworthy.

His eyes were very clear; if there really was a problem here, it could only be him.

Vimir, who was ignored from the sidelines: They all don't believe I'm not someone to be trifled with... (;)
At this moment, Luo Wei slowly walked forward.

“Just do your own thing,” he said, turning his head to face forward. “Leave this to me.”

"Okay...!" The girl nodded emphatically, her gaze hardening. "I'll come to help as soon as I'm done!"

As the girl ran off to the side, the temple deity who had previously shown disdain had a new perspective and glanced in the direction she was running.

They did not retreat out of fear of battle.

This made them spontaneously wary; these two people were probably not as simple as they appeared on the surface.

"Do you think you can stop us all by yourself?" the third-level god of the temple asked coldly.

"That depends on whether I can hold you back or kill you all."

Luo Wei reached into the ripples and drew a silver-white longsword. He held it in front of him and swung it to his side, the sword's power surging with the swing.

A formidable opponent.

The deities of the temple are all brave warriors selected from among the best. Only those who have made great achievements in the region are qualified to enter the ranks of gods. They will not easily make mistakes in judging their opponents.

"It is said that the Fifth Princess has a swordsman with extraordinary skills who won the semi-championship in this year's Elite Tournament. Is that you?"

"Ah…"

Luo Wei responded with a cold laugh.

“This means you are one of the most promising young people on the mainland in recent years,” the man said, glancing at the two deities to his right. “What a pity.”

The two deities immediately set off to chase after the girl who had just left, but Luo Wei swayed and landed in front of them in an instant, turning to face them.

The two deities were slightly taken aback.

Without hesitation, he drew his weapon.

"Why are you waging war against the Temple of War?" The man looked over without being moved. "Was this sudden change of decision made on short notice?"

"No."

Luo Wei slowly raised his head and looked at them.

Immediately, black and red magic surged from his body—

Seeing the oppressive and distorted aura emanating from the other person, the man's gaze darkened, and without hesitation, he was the first to rush forward, shouting, "Kill him!"

Including the two divine beings who had already drawn their weapons, more than a dozen people simultaneously unleashed their divine power, striking the ominous youth with overwhelming force.

"Demon Pattern Sword - Origin Unveiled"

The black and red slashing ring flashed by, and the gods who had swung it immediately dodged. However, one of them was unable to dodge in time and had his arm severed, his right hand holding the sword separated from his body.

What?

It directly cleaved through the temple's divine armor and divine protection? How could this be...?

After unleashing that sword strike, Luo Wei turned and sheathed his sword in an instant with an unseen movement, lowering his stance as well.

"Demon Rune Sword - Beyond the Boundary - Double Flash"

His figure flickered and returned in the blink of an eye, while the gods showed no sign of letting their guard down, almost all of them unleashing their divine power to protect themselves.

The next moment—the space was densely covered by two slashing attacks, one red and black and the other gray and black.

"Quickly open!"

The third-level god shouted, and even though the gods were already very fast, they were not foolish enough to gather together. However, two people were still trapped inside. Their raised swords were broken by the gray light and then corroded and contaminated by the red light. Their bodies, protected by the gods, were pierced by two completely different forces and trapped in a sea of ​​light.

"What?!" Finally, one of the gods couldn't help but shout out.

What kind of power is this?
They glanced again at the black-haired youth who stood up coldly, sword in hand, as if looking at a demon god wreaking havoc on the world, or a calamity returned from the corruption of hell.

The aura emanating from him was unbelievably ancient, and there were two of them attached to him at the same time. Could this really be an aura that a mere human could release?

The third-level god swung his sword, but the latter blocked the blade and did not retreat a single step.

Level 3 God: "!"

His divine status is higher than mine!?
The others' combined attack had arrived. Luo Wei pushed aside the blade of the third-level god and, surrounded by more than a dozen gods, swung his sword, turned, blocked, and swung his sword again, like a work of art of perfect killing. His combat was incredibly smooth, and he was at ease even when facing more than a dozen people at the same time.

Just what level is his swordsmanship?!

With such a terrifying aura and unbelievably high level of swordsmanship, the gods gritted their teeth and launched a continuous offensive, not daring to stop for a moment.

Because they know—

Stop, or you'll die!

The third-level god, who had borne the heaviest pressure, gritted his teeth.

hateful.

Damn it, damn it, damn it, damn it!! Why would there be such an unfathomable powerhouse in a place like this? Could it be related to the Sun God Cult...? No, even if we anticipated that, as long as—!!

A dozen or so deities engaged in a dazzling battle against their opponents while being surrounded.

They were able to unleash such strong power almost out of the instinct for survival, and one or two of them even felt that they had vaguely touched the threshold of breakthrough - as long as they could defeat him!
This scene stirred up a distant storm on the southern side of the battlefield, leaving the western border soldiers on the outskirts in disbelief.

Why would people fight in such a far-off place?
And at this moment——

Boom.

Something fell from the sky and landed in the center of the battlefield where more than a dozen people were attacking. A battle axe landed steadily on Luo Wei's head.

Poof.

The air pressure suddenly expanded, blasting away the surrounding deities. The earth shattered and rolled apart as if in an earthquake, spreading out layers of rocky ravines.

In the center of the battlefield, only the tall figure that had suddenly appeared remained, and below him, Luo Wei, who had raised his sword to block the attack.

“Love Brook—you are this trump card, aren’t you?”

The towering figure, resembling a small mountain, gazed down upon the humans beneath him with godlike eyes.

Luo Wei looked up, revealing a cold gaze, and smiled: "Finally, you've arrived, the second-level god of the Temple of War Gods."

The third-level god, who stood still to block the impact, paused for a moment.

"!!"

He actually withstood an attack from a second-level god!?

The power around the two was rising, and their divine status was growing rapidly, as if it were being stretched to an unpredictable extent without end, while the weapons pressing against each other were still resisting each other.

Poof.

The massive earthquake around the two caused cracks to appear, the ground to churn, and a rumbling sound to be heard. The mere clash of their divine essences had already caused the earth to collapse, something beyond human capability.

Just then, a solitary figure, long forgotten in the distance, landed with a chanting staff, and a brilliant blue holy light suddenly rose up.

Bang————

The passage opened this time is far larger than the previous two times.

Beneath the holy, radiant light of prayer that stretched hundreds of meters to both sides of the plain, the massive teleportation portal, tens of meters high, slowly opened.

(End of this chapter)