The wizard era begins with the alchemist wizard

Chapter 699: Divine Oath: Never Abandon a Single Person

The huge square in front of the portal has now been occupied by aliens of various appearances.

Most of these creatures are natives from the wizard slave world. Their combat effectiveness is basically equivalent to nothing on the civilized battlefield. Their only role is to assist the wizards and operate the alchemical turrets.

That is why the group of fully armed green men in the corners of the square look particularly conspicuous.

"Are these the alien slaves that the wizard master was talking about?"

The commander of the goblin army kept scanning the alien creatures around him. As a warrior, estimating the combat effectiveness of a creature through some simple data is a basic operation.

According to the goblins' standards, each of these alien creatures around them is not weak.

At least the God's Goblins do not have any obvious advantages over these aliens. On the contrary, in some aspects, the God's Goblins are even inferior to these creatures.

Only those elite goblins who have undergone blood transformation can surpass these aliens in basic qualities.

"Chuck, these creatures are not weak." A voice suddenly sounded in the commander's ears. He turned his head and saw his deputy coming to his side.

"We are still the blessed goblins of God. If we were the old goblins, we would not even be cannon fodder in my Lord's service."

The commander called Chuck sighed, and all his ambitions before coming here disappeared at this moment.

"Thank God, otherwise we can't even participate in the war. When the war burns to our world, we can't even count the cost of the war."

Suddenly, a team of wizards arrived above the square and used amplification magic to shout to the aliens in the square: "The vassal army will follow us and leave. The clan army will stay where they are and don't move."

After saying this with witchcraft, the wizard who spoke also used some kind of soul witchcraft to repeat the sentence in the form of a spiritual message.

The huge alien army began to move, following the wizards to the fortress they were heading to.

After they left, another group of transport airships flew out of the huge portal.

These transport airships look like metal whales cruising in the sky, and they can "spit out" tens of thousands of alien legions with just one mouth.

This time, the personnel were supplemented by five million servant troops and five million clan troops from the goblin world, werewolf world and wizard civilization.

After being transported countless times, the vassal army finally completed the transportation.

Then came the clan army.

There are two types of clan armies: one is the wizard clan, and the other is the great wizard clan.

There are not many wizard clans. Apart from the wild orcs, there are less than ten other races such as the magic dwarves, rock trolls, Gocha insects, etc.

In addition, the great wizard can also collect followers himself, that is, the great wizard's followers.

This clan belongs to the great wizard's own private army, and its role is to cooperate with the great wizard in using certain tactics.

This kind of family is also a family, but compared with the wizard family, this kind of family has less power. Its status is directly related to the great wizard it follows.

If Richard could become a six-ring great wizard, the status of goblins and werewolves would not be much worse than that of wizards' families.

If he could become the truth, then these two races would directly become wizard families.

Teams of wizard families walked down from the transport airships. Each of these families possessed extraordinary talents. The idealistic talents of the wild orcs, the forging talents of the rock trolls, the camouflage abilities of the Gocha Zerg...

Compared with these wizard clans, the Divine Goblins look like cannon fodder.

"These are the 'Wizard Families'?"

The commander looked at the powerful creatures passing by him and felt his heartbeat speed up unconsciously.

These powerful creatures are merely the wizard's followers, assisting the army on the battlefield.

As the masters of these creatures, how powerful should the wizard army be? And how terrifying should the creatures fighting against the wizard army be?

There was no friction between the wizard clan and the goblin army. On the contrary, when they saw the goblins, the clansmen looked curious.

"Which great wizard's family is this?"

"You look energetic. I just don't know what your talent is."

"Same as those bugs, I guess."

"I don't think so. These guys should have some very special abilities. When it comes to camouflage, no other race can match the Gocha bugs."

"Why are you talking about this? You'll know once you get on the battlefield."

……

There is no competitive relationship between the wizard clan and the great wizard clan. On the contrary, both are brothers in distress on the battlefield.

It's normal to be friendly to your future comrades.

The number of wizard families is only slightly larger than that of wizards, so there are only 300,000 wizard families coming this time.

After they left, legions of goblins and werewolves finally began to enter the world.

The two worlds sent a total of 4.7 million troops this time, including 2.7 million goblins and 2 million werewolves.

And within both worlds, new legions are constantly being trained.

The administrative systems of the two worlds have been officially connected to the wizard civilization, and the potions from the wizard civilization have effectively accelerated the output of first-level creatures in the two worlds.

Mayfly essence is good, but the production volume is still low. With the help of wizards' potions, the war potential of the two races is developing rapidly.

"Hey, Chuck, why did you come in early?"

With the entry of the goblin army, the army led by Chuck immediately attracted the attention of the large force in the rear.

"Something went wrong. The airship we were on joined the wrong queue." Chuck responded in a somewhat depressed tone.

The goblin commander who greeted him walked up to Chuck, a look of surprise flashing across his face.

"What's wrong with you? You seem to be mentally disturbed. Where is the military priest? Your..."

"No, I'm not sick."

Chuck interrupted his old friend's call and pulled himself together.

"I'm just a little... panicked. I just met a lot of other races here. Among these races, the quality of their vassal armies is no worse than ours, and their families are so strong that you can see it directly..."

Chuck was interrupted by his old friend before he could finish his words.

"You just have a complicated mind. Which of these races is not chosen by God? It's normal for them to be similar to us or stronger than us, right?
We are soldiers, and dying on the battlefield is not unacceptable. Moreover, we can still enter the Kingdom of God, right?"

The old friend patted Chuck on the shoulder and said earnestly: “Chuck, although we are not priests, faith is still important to us.

You are just too smart, it would be better if you could be a little dumber."

Chuck listened to his old friend's advice with a somewhat amusing expression.

"Alas, being too smart can be a bad thing?"

"No, no, Chuck." The old friend shook his head. "Being a little stupid is the solution. Your problem is that your faith is not firm. I have met people from the Floating City Research Institute. They are smarter than you, but their faith is even stronger than yours."

After saying that, the old friend patted Chuck on the shoulder, gave him a look that said "you understand it yourself", and then returned to the legion.

Soon the square was filled with legions.

Richard came to the square and looked at the lively legions under his feet, and sighed slightly in his heart.

He knew that most of these goblins and werewolves were going to enter the Kingdom of God.

But even though he sighed, he couldn't allow these two races to be exempted from blood tax because of his insignificant sense of guilt.

In this war, no race is immune.

"My soldiers, I am glad to see you following my footsteps and coming to this tragic battlefield."

Holy light emanated from Richard's body, and he shouted to the legion under his feet.

"Here, you will face enemies that are ten times stronger and ten times more brutal than in previous wars. Even the demons of the abyss are nothing compared to these enemies.

Now, you have one last chance.

If you feel afraid or feel that you lack strength and might bring trouble to your comrades on the battlefield, please raise your hand now.

Leaving now is not a shame, but a sign of wisdom.

You are thinking about your comrades, not your own meaningless honor.

No one will blame you if you leave now, otherwise it will be a disobedience to me."

Richard stood in the sky, looking down at the soldiers below him.

These soldiers had iron faces and determined eyes. Even though he had spoken, none of them wavered.

"Very good. It seems that my Pope and the Gods are managing the world very well."

Richard said this in a humorous tone, and then he said in a dignified voice: “Since you have the awareness and want to fight alongside me, there is no turning back.

I hereby promise that I will lead you to victory or death, and I will not abandon any soldier on the way until my death. "

After he finished speaking, the holy light on Richard's body suddenly lit up, and under the veil that mortals could not see, the power of the gods' dimension turned into a chain and wrapped around Richard's soul.

There are two ways for the gods to use the power of dimension. One is the power brought by the priesthood. For example, the god of craftsman will become more dexterous and can quickly master the tools he has never touched. The god of war will quickly master the weapon in his hand, whether it is a simple one-handed sword or a floating city that requires thousands of people to operate.

Although Richard became a god, he actually had no priesthood.

This is the biggest problem with becoming a god through great deeds.

If Richard was a man of the gods, he would only need to go through a simple priesthood ceremony. But Richard was not.

Therefore, Richard was left with only one other method of application - a divine oath.

The oath from the heart of the gods will trigger the power of the gods' dimension, forming a constraint on the soul of the gods. But at the same time, this constraint will also bless the gods in reverse and help them abide by their oaths.

If a god promises to never sleep, then the blessing of the oath is full of energy. If the promise is to never kill, then the blessing of the oath may be some kind of sealing ability, or the ability to escape.

Just like the priesthood, the oaths taken are different, the gods promised are different, and the abilities they gain are naturally different.

The bondage of the divine oath slowly fell upon Richard's soul, and at the same time, he also understood the power that the divine oath had given him.

“The gods will not abandon anyone, even if they are thousands of miles apart, they will still protect the devout soul.”

(End of this chapter)