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

Chapter 691 is about attacking the number one military force on the mainland.
A month later.

As Lialan walked from the warship's passageway into the corridor, she bumped into a figure.

She exchanged a glance with the other person, and then saw Saya behind the other person and Vimir behind her run out at the same time.

The two younger ones quickly started chatting upon meeting.

Lia Lan: "..."

Maria: "..."

This wasn't the first time Liya Lan had encountered the other woman in the valley. It seemed that this woman was also guiding the angel named Saya, which could explain why she was so powerful.

But what she sensed more was a slight hostility in the other person's eyes, which was also directed at Vimir behind her.

This made Liya Lan's gaze turn cold.

As the guide, she couldn't accept that her side's momentum was weaker than the other side's; otherwise, it wouldn't be the saintess's problem but hers.

Come outside.

The valley was already deep into winter at this time of year. Vimir followed behind, blowing a breath and rubbing her hands together.

"Who was that woman just now?"

“Eh…it’s Maria, Saya’s angel senior.”

So, Lia Lan didn't know? Maria has recovered from the island where the God War ruins are located, and she's now staying in the battleship Saya's room. From time to time, Lovi can be seen running to see her...

They arrived at the military camp along the valley path, and as soon as they entered, they heard the Fifth Princess's voice.

"Regarding the troop buildup in the Nas Mountains, should the reserve forces arrive by evening? As for Lake Alinka, have them reinforce the fortifications and solidify the defenses. Also, send 15 more magic cannons over there."

Queen Trachoma smiled as she looked at them as they entered. Even she couldn't stand the cold winter in the Lion's Garden and put on a fur hat.

"How about it?"

“There’s nothing wrong,” Lialan sighed. “I thought extracting magic was some kind of bad ritual. I didn’t consider the emergency situation.”

“You really dote on your student,” Nasusha laughed. “But judging from recent incidents, her magical power is truly outrageous.”

Liyalan didn't continue her conversation, but instead glanced at the battlefield on the sand table.

Nothing has changed as expected.

Vimir shrank back. At first, she thought that having her magic extracted would be a scary thing, but it turned out that she only had to use her hand to transfer her magic to a large magical device. She wasn't tied up or had any big tubes inserted into her body.

Hehe... You won't die that easily!

Lovely stood in front of the sand table, stretched out her arms, and breathed a sigh of relief.

"It seems that's the situation for now, there's nothing else to explain."

“I do hope you can delegate more decision-making to the military,” Nasusha said with a smile. “Although we have high hopes for the camp, it would be a waste to exhaust yourself by doing everything yourself. The military also needs to learn to judge action plans on its own.”

“Phew…” Lovely sighed. “I just want to stabilize the situation as much as possible, since we don’t know when the other side will retaliate.”

During this period, they achieved results beyond imagination—the three borders of Lion Garden in the west, south, and north were directly unified, the army was pushed out of the country, and they captured three temple territories of the Temple of War that sent troops against them.

The response from the Temple of War Gods appeared somewhat chaotic.

This was to be expected, just as she had previously thought. At most, she assumed they wanted to strengthen their defenses at the border to avoid retaliation from the temple, but continued to march across the border towards the military temple...?
have to say.

The city defense battles of the past few months almost fooled the entire continent. Now, the forces on the continent never dreamed that they, who were previously conservative, would be so proactive. They are still in shock.

It's important to understand that warfare isn't a knightly duel; from learning about the situation to formulating a strategy, making a decision, and implementing it, each stage requires a certain amount of time.

Moreover, their main force was not all in the valley, making it even more difficult to judge their size and intentions. Now that I think about it, it was all planned in advance by that guy.

That's really, really insidious.

They feigned restraint, but when they struck, they left no survivors. To act so ruthlessly and still harbor any naive hopes towards them would be fatal.

"..."

Invading my territory, attacking my cities, issuing ultimatums and declaring war on me?

That guy was practically determined to dig up everyone's ancestral graves and slaughter them all, regardless of whether they were the number one military force on the mainland.

They were targeting the strongest military force on the mainland.

“Hehe…” Nasuxia chuckled, “Before I came, I was worried that your tactics were too conservative and wouldn’t be good for showing your flag. Now it seems I was worrying for nothing.”

She was slapped, and not only did she kill her opponent, but she also turned around and burned down his ancestral home. Even a radical like her would find that radical, and she wouldn't mind being even more radical.

Having seized the initiative in one fell swoop, the tide of battle began to tilt irresistibly in their favor. Neither the Temple of War nor the sects and nations that opposed them could offer any effective countermeasures in the short term, except to watch them advance.

Since we're going to fight a war of gods, this kind of decisiveness is absolutely necessary.

Before the mainland forces could react, their military might had spread like a torrent, covering large areas of the map in their blue.

By the time they realized how massive the army comprised of dozens of churches and over a dozen countries was, it was too late for their enemies to do anything.

……

Temple of War Gods, Temple of Holy Radiance in the Valley of Gods.

"What? They're marching towards us!?" In the cardinal hall of the temple, the white-haired temple chief listened incredulously to the news that had just been delivered to him.

"We are the Temple of War Gods! How dare they?!"

The man standing opposite him had a god-like physique, over four meters tall, wearing a suit of silver divine armor, with a white mane-like fur shawl draped over his shoulders, extending ruggedly backward.

A second-tier god, "Silver Lion" Arnos Crawford.

"These madmen!" The Temple Chief clenched the scroll in his hand tightly. "Not only did they annihilate the army we sent to quell the rebellion, but they also dared to directly invade the sacred temple territory?! Aren't they afraid of the punishment of the present gods?!"

What a joke!
When has the power and courage on the mainland ever been to send troops against the temple? It has always been the temple that sends troops against those who have deliberately caused trouble!
How dare a mere secular princess challenge the authority of a first-rate deity?!

"This is unreasonable!!"

The Temple Master was furious. After the battle in the southern border of Lion Garden, instead of obediently welcoming the army of the Temple of War to settle scores, they actually dared to cross the border and wage war against them?!
This is outrageous! Absolutely outrageous!!
He turned to the tall man before him: "Lord Arnos, you were also on the battlefield in the southern part of Lion's Nest at the time. What exactly were they planning?!"

After a moment of silence, Arnos responded to him.

"I have already given you a detailed report on the situation. The problem at hand is what you should be concerned about."

“Understood,” the Temple Chief nodded emphatically. “I can’t believe they’ve conquered three temple territories in a month. They’ve gone to such extremes, completely contrary to the awe that the people of the continent hold for the Temple of War. Since these cruel villains are coming to Holy Radiance Valley, Lord Arnos, I urge you to provide them with assistance.”

“That’s exactly why I came here,” Arnos said calmly.

"Great, this way..."

The next moment, Arnos grabbed his head with one hand.

The High Priest was lifted from the ground, and before he could say anything, a radiating spray of blood splattered onto the floor of the Cardinal's Hall with a "plop."

"You know too much."

Arnos stared coldly at the fallen body, wiping his hands expressionlessly.

The crimson scene quietly unfolded in the hall.

In contrast to the tall man, the temple's long, gleaming robes on the ground were gradually stained with blood, and the second-level god's eyes showed no pity—"I said, this is why I came."

Just then, a sudden burst of applause rang out from one side of the hall.

— Clap, clap, clap, clap, clap.

Under Arnos's gaze, Rowe, dressed in a black battle coat, clapped his hands and slowly walked out of the shadows. The coat hem reached his ankles. The two, who had met on the battlefield before, looked at each other in silence.

Luo Wei stopped in his tracks, ignoring the extremely cold gaze of the Level Two God, and looked at Xiaomino Ni beside him.

"Was everything recorded?"

"Ah."

Xiao Nonni, holding the magical projection, nodded.

clang--! !

The figure of the second-level god suddenly appeared and clashed with Luo Wei, who had drawn and swung his longsword. A sudden burst of air pressure, which collapsed and then expanded, erupted in the hall. The booming sound caused the floor to shatter and the walls and ceiling to collapse.

Xiaominoni, amidst the smoke and dust, recorded this final moment and disappeared from the spot.

Luo Wei pressed tightly against the opponent's battle axe, having already activated his demonic transformation. He raised his eyes, his gaze coldly fixed on the opponent, his icy, gray-black divine pressure palpable.

"I never expected that the Temple of War would execute its own temple chief in private."

"... "

His response was a god-slaying axe.

Under the immense pressure, Luo Wei could not withstand the direct impact of the collapsing divine pressure. He turned into the sky and swung down two outward sword slashes.

"Kuromi Ittō-ryū: Dual Sword Flash"

The sword's wind rippled through the hall, and Arnos swung his axe twice to deflect it, then leaped towards Lovi with a surge of power—

Boom, boom! ! !

The cardinal hall of the temple was smashed through, and when Anos wielded his axe, he saw that Lovi was not there at all.

"What, you're thinking of fighting me to the death now?"

Turning around upon hearing the sound, the black-haired figure in mid-air had already leaped a considerable distance, and at the target location, another frail white-haired girl was crushing the teleportation crystal.

"You didn't want to fight me back then, so I'm sorry, but I'm not in the mood to play along this time either."

He waved from the air towards the second-level god on the roof.

"Bye-Bye."

A slash with an axe mark swept past, but nothing was touched, and it disappeared from the spot as the teleportation was activated.

Hearing the commotion, the temple's army immediately rushed over, while Anos stood on the rooftop, silent for a moment before letting out a roar that seemed to split the heavens and earth—

"Love Brook—!!!!"

(End of this chapter)