The Magic Empire for 20,000 years

Chapter 196 The Legion of Heaven

"My God, my God, I can't believe I've ever seen something like this in my entire life!"

Seymour, who was firmly bound to the iron bed, looked up at the incarnation of God who was surrounded in the sky and exclaimed in surprise.

Although it sounds a bit blasphemous, he was actually a little excited...

My students are challenging the gods!
Although this kind of thing isn't ideal, the other party is the god of those rigid and annoying Sun Elves, so it's not entirely unacceptable...

At this moment, Larklais and the other 15 Sun Elf spellcasters who were performing the ritual were protected by the dazzling golden shield set up by the Sun Prince, and were not injured by the explosion that had just destroyed the palace.

Many of the legendary Sun Elf members who were carrying out the ceremony were trembling and their hearts were pounding.

Participate in a ritual that destroys civilization, witness the crown prince's defection, the Sun Elf palace being occupied by foreign tribes, gods descending to earth, and humanity launching an attack on the gods...

Tonight, they witnessed far too many unimaginable things, each one etched in their memories for a lifetime.

dong dong dong.

From all directions, golems came running with heavy steps, each step shaking the earth. These towering puppets rushed to the golden protective shield of the ritual.

Boom boom boom.

The rock fist and the steel greatsword slammed into the golden shield again and again, creating ripples on the dazzling barrier.

"Ignore the commotion outside and continue the ceremony!"

Ignoring the panicked expressions of those around him, Laclais gave a stern order.

…………

High in the sky, more than 200 high-level human spellcasters formed several circles, with a dazzling channel of light connecting each of them and bringing their power together.

Among them were as many as 20 ninth-circle spellcasters, including General Thor, Archmage Cassandra, Archmage Kad, and Archmage Tina, all former leading figures of the Eldoran school. The majority, however, were the new generation of magical geniuses who had grown up on the surface over the past two or three decades.

Gutt, Helen, and Gret, three novice human legends, were also in the group, each controlling one of the three directions.

At the very center of the encirclement, Elian stood on the neck of the bone dragon, firmly confronting Prince Sunlight.

For the first time tonight, Prince Sunrise's usually proud and aloof face, seemingly unmoved by any insignificant creature, showed signs of emotional fluctuation:

A newly born race less than a thousand years old, a race without even a creator god, dares to challenge the gods?
It should be noted that the avatar he descended to the mortal realm this time was not an ordinary avatar he created at will, but a [battle avatar] specifically designed to punish blasphemers.

Whoosh!
Within the encirclement behind Prince Sunshine, Gut made the first move.

A highly concentrated force field ball, infused with multiple super-magical techniques, shot from his hand toward the Sun Prince's back.

The deity neither defended nor dodged, as if unaware of the attack from behind, and was struck directly in the back by the golden force field sphere.

The force field sphere exploded with a deafening roar, and the golden light engulfed the Sun Prince.

"Hit!"

"Lord Gutt has struck a god!"

"Were you injured?"

Upon witnessing this scene, both the numerous high-level spellcasters who were gathering their power and Gutt himself were incredibly excited, their blood nearly boiling.

Finally, one day, he raised the banner of rebellion against the gods he could only look up to as a child!
However, after the intense light from the explosion of the force field energy ball dissipated, Prince Sunlight simply stood motionless in the air.

"But that's it..."

He didn't take any initiative to defend himself; he simply relied on the inherent resistance of his divine avatar to withstand the attack without sustaining any damage.

"How could this be? A legendary mage's attack—though not the strongest, how could it be completely ineffective?" The expressions of the attacking humans changed drastically.

El-Erian was not surprised at all.

His voice echoed in the hearts of many high-ranking human spellcasters:

"High-ranking beings like divine avatars possess incredibly exaggerated resistance to all kinds of magical attacks and abnormal statuses. They are immune to instant death, disease, paralysis, poison, banishment, disintegration, petrification, and so on."

Similarly, ordinary weapons cannot harm gods. Only legendary magical weapons are qualified to harm the avatars of gods.

"Therefore, it is difficult to truly defeat a divine incarnation by relying solely on a large group of people attacking it."

"Change tactics." "Our objective is to distract and delay Prince Sunrise, thus disrupting the ceremony!"

While transmitting messages within the [Mind Link], Elion looked down at the dozen or so Sun Elves below, who were being protected by a shield of light and were performing a ritual.

The once indestructible shield of light became increasingly illusory and teetering on the brink of collapse under the relentless attacks of hundreds of golems.

The nearby Sun Elf soldiers tried to come forward to help, but were easily blocked by the [Dragon's Might] and golems emanating from the air, unable to advance an inch.

As for the sun elf spellcasters in the palace, they were still suffering from the backlash of the broken light barrier, and were also quite weak and unable to participate in the battle.

Prince Sunlight also noticed the light shield below that was about to break, and frowned slightly.

brush.

The god drew his longsword from his waist and roared:
"Come."

"My army!"

How could the god of war not have his own army?

In an instant, one after another illusory spirits and heroes appeared and materialized below.

They have the appearance of ordinary elven warriors, wearing armor and equipped with longswords and longbows, but their bodies are pale blue, ethereal and transparent, like ghosts.

Prince Sunlight used a portion of his power to create projections of historical elven heroes. Each member of the army was once modeled after a valiant elven warrior.

——【Heavenly Kingdom Legion】!
The God of War, one man who commands an army!
These hundreds of heroic soldiers were merely projections without their own will, unaffected by the [Dragon's Might] in the air. After appearing, they immediately flew to confront the golem legion that was besieging the light shield.

These heroic soldiers, though seemingly illusory, possessed swords and armor that were as sturdy as real ones, with sparks flying as the swords struck the golems.

In just a brief exchange, the numerous heroic soldiers successfully forced the golems back and formed several lines of defense around the barrier of light, protecting the 15 sun elf spellcasters who were performing the ritual.

……

Queen Antinoya and the other moon elves, who had already managed to escape the battlefield, looked at the fierce battle raging on, their expressions bewildered.

"Your Majesty, what should we do?"

A moon elf legend looked at the queen with a puzzled expression.

Which side are we on?

"For now... do nothing." Antinoya gave this order as if she had used all her strength.

How to do this?
Eldoron has already challenged the gods, even if it's just an avatar...

Whatever the outcome, how will tonight's events end...?

……

In the distance, the eight legendary Sun Elves stared in astonishment at the sky and the ground.

How could they imagine that the Eastern kingdom that once traded with their family was now fighting against gods and their legions?

“Brother, what should we do?” Loran Radiance turned to look at his respected elder brother, Serka Radiance.

Serka remained calm and spoke with the demeanor of an elder brother:
"Do nothing for now."

"God has not given us any commands or instructions on what we should do now."

"Perhaps the great Sun Prince sees this as a glorious opportunity to demonstrate his power to mortals. If we intervene rashly, we may anger this noble god of war."

Loran nodded:
"Brother, you've thought things through perfectly."

Seka stood with his hands behind his back, in the cold night wind, his expression calm but his thoughts racing:

Please, this is a battle against the embodiment of a god. It would be far too dangerous for me to get involved...

Hehe, according to legend, Prince Sun is an extremely arrogant god who even looks down on the gods of other pantheons. He certainly wouldn't lower himself to ask us mortals for help...

Good heavens, what happened tonight? I should have followed the example of those legendary figures who were absent and not come today...

(End of this chapter)