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

Chapter 722 The Opening of the Final Battle of the Gods

after one day.

A verdant corridor, at the mouth of a northwest canyon.

"I didn't expect them to be able to handle Gui Wuhai."

On the side path halfway up the mountain, a young man in a long coat with a cold expression leaned against the mountain wall, looking down at the small part of the plain battlefield.

Niejie's position offers a wider field of vision.

Do you need to be this careful?

“If you’re not worried about your plans being exposed,” Xie Lun said, “I wouldn’t mind showing up in front of him.”

"Eh."

Niejie let out a playful sigh, "I thought he hadn't noticed I was on the battlefield."

“I suggest you don’t think that way,” Xie Lun closed his eyes. “But ultimately it’s your plan, and how to carry it out is up to you. I’m just giving advice.”

"is it?"

Niejie glanced down uncertainly. How could they have detected her presence at a distance of nearly seventy or eighty kilometers from here and the opposite front line?
Because of the Sandman Legion?

She then asked, "You seem to care a lot about Gui Wuhai's matter."

Xie Lun neither denied nor commented, leaving it unclear what he was thinking. He simply opened his eyes and looked at the devastated battlefield on the plain.

interesting.

Niejie smiled inwardly. This man from another world seemed to be hiding some interesting information, but it would be too boring if the answer were revealed directly.

“This is not within my scope of responsibility,” Xie Lun said coldly. “You’d better not have too high expectations. Every step they take seems straightforward, but they have all gone beyond our expectations.”

"Hehe... I will remember it."

This strange man can now only be considered a "witness" here. He came to her without any purpose, just to witness the development of events and recover from his injuries. Since he can offer advice, there is of course no reason to refuse.

But Elita...

Niejie turned her gaze to the direction of the military camp in the north. After the twists and turns of Guiwuhai, the Holy Maiden's army had turned back once again, and the plan to establish a plain defense line had once again ended in failure.

Elita.

If this continues, I'm starting to get worried for you.

……

Five days later.

The second army of the Holy Maiden of Dawn circled around from the outside of the Azure Corridor to the western canyon, repelled the ambush laid by the Fifth Princess, and occupied the western canyon stronghold.

This is a rather risky tactic.

This army set off more than a month ago, bypassing the long and treacherous terrain and managing to get around from the outside. As for why they didn't choose the east, it's because the roads there are more winding, and all that awaits them are large swamps, making it impossible to station troops. Further east, the wilderness is barren, and unless a supply line can be established from the east, everything else is just empty talk.

If the recurrence of divine battles over the past month or so disappears, the army on the northern flank will face an offensive force twice, or even more, than its own.

So, Xiaoguang Saintess was also gambling that either the Divine War Army would not disappear in the next month or so, or that she could wait for reinforcements from the west after being attacked.

Will the Fifth Princess allow the Holy Maiden Xiaoguang to occupy the western canyon?

Obviously not.

On the third day after the ambush was repelled, a large mixed royal and divine army that had been deployed earlier attacked the Second Saintess Army stationed on the outside. Even though a legion of 7,000 divine beings had set up a defensive line, the western side did not have the same advantageous terrain as the northern side. The 50,000-strong Second Army held out in the less advantageous valley and suffered heavy casualties.

Meanwhile, Elita's First Army of the Saintess immediately dispatched all its troops from the inner edge of the Azure Corridor, braving the risk of being attacked by the Divine War Army twenty years ago. Even though considerable losses were foreseeable along the way, as long as the western canyon could be stabilized, whether it was establishing a front line inward or attacking the Fifth Princess's base camp from the outer road, it would be much better than being intercepted head-on by the Divine War Army.

It's not surprising that Saintess Xiaoguang made such a decision.

While the two armies were locked in a stalemate in the Azure Corridor for several months, the Fifth Princess's armies in other parts of the continent were not idle. Their strong military strength meant they were qualified to open up more battlefronts. The decisive battle was held in the northern border of Lion Garden, which was chosen by the Temple of War God, not by the Fifth Princess.

During this period, the allied forces from abroad repeatedly conquered the territories of the Temple of War, capturing six temple territories in succession. With an army of nearly 100,000, they were advancing directly towards the United States of Valais, which was controlled by the Temple of War.

Keep fighting like this.

The supply line for the Holy Maiden of Dawn is about to be cut off.

Being caught in the middle of a canyon by a large army is almost the most hopeless situation for an army.

Given the constraint of not being able to shift the direction of the attack, choosing an aggressive tactic to seize the opportunity for victory is almost the only option at present, and also the most likely option to turn the tide.

however--

Before Xiaoguang Saintess's tactics had yielded any results, the main hall of the Temple of War Gods was already getting restless.

In the very center of the plain of the azure corridor, the Pope, clad in a holy crown and robe, manifested in the sky, gazing at the saintess who was striving to clear a path forward to the northwest.

"Elida, I'm very disappointed in you—"

While the Lion Garden battlefield was locked in a stalemate, the other armies of the Fifth Princess had already reached the main gate of the Temple of War God, intending to wipe out their stronghold in one fell swoop.

Elita brandished her holy lance and looked up, her face contorted with rage, but she remained silent, simply swinging her lance to repel the legions that had fought against her.

The Pope did not look at her again.

The clash of the gods left fierce marks on the plains. The war between the chief gods had reached a critical stage, and the situation could no longer be delayed.

A black light curtain materialized around the Pope, and several figures dressed in red were teleported in from a distance, each raising their hands with an impressive aura.

Liya Lan witnessed this scene from the south side of the canyon.

"A summoning ritual? Setting it up now, what are they planning?"

“Although it’s close to the timeframe we expected, it’s definitely not a good thing,” Nasusha said, standing beside her. “Well… that guy just happens to be away.”

Saya watched coldly from the rock to the side.

That bastard... he's disappeared again at a time like this, saying he left it to them. That idiot battle maniac is still having a great time fighting the Divine War Army!

Under their gaze, the white-haired third angel, who originally belonged to the Temple of War Gods, rushed in that direction along with his colleagues who had received permission to go on the expedition.

"What exactly do you want to do, Your Holiness the Pope?!"

Faced with the attack, a small child with bright green hair under the red dress stretched out his left hand to stop her.

“Quiet, Finelle Alvarez,” the child called out the white-haired angel’s name precisely, “What kind of manners are these, making such a racket?”

"You are...Bishop Ricky!?"

This way of speaking reminded the angel of a corresponding cardinal, but why a child!?

Her spear, gleaming with divine power, was blocked by a white barrier, as were the attacks of the other third-order angels.

Just then, a lightning spear from a second-level god descended from the sky, and Anai Ning on the ground strode towards them with a slash. Both attacks, one from above and one from below, were powerful enough to destroy a castle, but they were still blocked by the barrier.

"Oh?"

Anai Ning raised her head with great interest.

The angels of the Temple of War Gods stared in astonishment. "What?! You actually... brought the main temple's protective stone of the War Gods here?!"

She couldn't believe what she was seeing.

The Temple of the God of War has sealed many divine artifacts, but the protective divine stone is the foundation of the main temple's survival, the last resort, and a treasure personally left behind by the God of War 1,200 years ago! Why would they just take this out and use it?

"You don't even want the main hall anymore?!"

“That’s right,” Bishop Ricky replied casually, “The main temple is no longer important.”

He then took out the apple, put it in his mouth, and took a bite.

"Because His Holiness the Pope will become a god, a first-order god."

"!!"

What?

……

On the canyon floor, Liya Lan's gaze darkened.

"An artifact of a first-level god?"

Seeing that the white light remained unshaken even amidst the aftershocks of the many gods on the battlefield, he made a judgment about the artifact's level.

Goodman smiled as he walked up the hillside.

That seems to be... just a stone left behind casually, but here... it will probably take some effort to open it.

Are we trying to buy some time with this?

The attacks of the third angel were completely ineffective. After leaping into the air below, Anai Ning slashed twice, but still saw no real effect.

She smiled.

"Oh my, it's even harder than the crystal that blocked the road back then!"

Saya stood on the rock, seething with anger. Why didn't that bastard unleash his powers before he left?!

In this scene, a dark, veil-like space was opened, revealing a void temple arranged like stars in the sky, where several figures were bound by chains and imprisoned on a divine throne.

"what is that?"

Ayining looked up at this scene from the military camp.

From her perspective, the giant black hole seemed to belong to another space, and the bound figures all looked to be someone of great importance.

This is……

Ritual in space?
High in the southern sky, on the newly arrived magic warship Skywing, Urs watched this scene from afar on the deck, his pupils involuntarily shrinking.

"Varied……"

Below the warship, on the mountain peak, Lia Lan had already determined what was inside.

"The Church of the Stars, the corpse of the Shepherdess... and the bound followers of God?"

Nasusha, who was standing next to her, was taken aback.

"You mean that god who perished twenty years ago after the war festival?!"

“That’s right,” Liyalan said with sharp eyes, “After that god fell, his body disappeared without a trace, and those who came from the gods… seem to have been on their deathbed for a long time.”

The goddess's body is not her appearance in life, but a "pivotal body" that she transformed into after her fall. It is only a superficial structure and has no connection with her original body.

It was actually taken by the Temple of War Gods.

What they're thinking is...

Liya Lan suddenly realized why the Temple of War Gods was able to launch another war festival.

They used the power that the Starry Church had once used to stop the Warring States Festival!
The shepherdess's form is like a withered tree, almost unrecognizable as human, yet she undoubtedly possesses the power to reverse fate.

No way!
Liya Lan understood what was going on. Although the supply lines and villages along the way had been evacuated, she still instructed the messenger to notify the entire army to immediately be on high alert at the highest level.

"What's wrong?" Nasuxia asked.

“They used this to recreate the divine war from twenty years ago,” Lialan explained. “It’s the ‘key’ to unlocking the anomaly of destiny.”

Nasuxia immediately understood what she was trying to say.

But Luo Wei said that the Temple of War Gods cannot control the gods that are being reenacted, so what is the situation now...?
Suspended in the air.

The aged pope, hidden in the shadows, smiled.

"Heh... I haven't been willing to absorb your power all these years, but today it's time to put it to use."

clang! !

The dark gray sword slashed at the white barrier; Urs had brought it down with all his might.

"Haliya! Haliya!!"

He gazed at a figure locked on a divine throne behind the veil.

"Halia! Wake up!! Wake up!!"

The Pope glanced at him sideways, his brows furrowing slightly, before turning without hesitation a sword on the body of the Athena.

click-

Space seemed to tremble, accompanied by some kind of twisting ripples, and the light in the very center of the plain suddenly shone brightly.

"Heh, you don't actually think this is the full power of the auspicious phenomenon, do you?"

The Pope coldly stared at Urs and the third angel of the temple, among others.

"I only activated a portion of it before, just to mislead you into thinking that the power of replay was limited to this."

"What?"

The white-haired angel Finier's face trembled.

Then, below them, on the battlefield of the plain, the power generated by the divine war twenty years ago spread outwards in waves, covering the entire plain and the surrounding canyons, enveloping the camps of the Five Princesses and the Temple of War Gods, and continuing to extend outwards, spreading to the ends of the earth.

The likelihood of a repeat of the God Wars has almost doubled.

The spirits of the past descended to earth like shadows, taking physical form. Rows upon rows of knights and divine warriors, armed with spears and swords, stood tall on the land.

"..."

Saya discovered that her powers had been unlocked.

Damn it! They only lifted the lockdown after the ceremony was over!

But she knew that guy was definitely watching from some corner of the battlefield!
(End of this chapter)