And its landing point just coincides with Elaster.

"......!" The moment Elastrid realized that something was wrong, she jumped to the side, but she could never be faster than the thunder itself.

She gasped for breath and looked up, only to see Yin Ye looking at the direction where the thunder came from.

Just now, the lightning did not directly hit Elastrid because Yin took action in time to dissipate the lightning.

Elastrei was only a few tenths of a second away from triggering the anti-death barrier and being seriously injured and on the verge of death.

This incident made almost the entire team break out in cold sweats. They all lowered their bodies and stuck close to the parapet, trying their best not to expose their torsos to the outside world.

"How on earth did these thunderbolts pass through the Wall of Faithless?!" she couldn't help but exclaim.

The Wall of the Faithless was not penetrated, and there were no loopholes in the defense. But Thunder, inexplicably, ignored the Wall of the Faithless in a completely incomprehensible way!

She had never heard of the Thunderbolt of the Church of Talos having such power. The Church of Talos might be powerful, but in fact, it had no special means, and it only summoned ordinary storms and lightning!

Even the priests of Tyche or Tymora could not accept such a messy death.

"I wasn't sure at first, but now that you've been struck, I'm finally certain." Yin was currently being held in Emiya's arms, their group hiding behind the city wall. However, there was no panic in Yin's voice, but rather a subtle gloating. "The storm itself attacks indiscriminately. Those priests are several kilometers away from the Faithless Wall, making precise targeting impossible."

A bad feeling suddenly arose in Elaster's heart: "...So?"

"So, you being struck by lightning was simply misfortune." The excitement in Silver's voice became increasingly apparent. "Their attack was aimed directly at you... probably just because you are a priest of Tymora."

Tymora does not have many enemies in Faerun, but unfortunately, she has a sister who was born on the same day as her, but they are incompatible and have an irreconcilable relationship.

"...! The priests of Benshaba have finally arrived, huh?" Elastrid asked unwillingly. "So, as long as I appear within the attack range, I'll attract a large number of attacks?!"

"Unfortunately, that's how it is. So you'd better not leave the city wall." Yin's smile became increasingly strange. "If you leave, the lightning will strike me instead of you. So you have to wait here until we complete the attack."

“Gu…!” Alestria wailed. “Are you serious?”

"Ha." Yin laughed insincerely, "Guess."

Elaster used to be a little reserved in front of Silver, but after successfully sneaking across the border, she became timid.

She had no doubt that if given the chance, Yin wouldn't mind excluding her in a reasonable manner. However, Emiya would definitely not tolerate such internal sabotage, so Yin could only grit his teeth and pretend not to see her.

Elastrid would never dare to provoke Yin again. Even if Yin started to pick on her in all kinds of sarcastic ways, she could only grit her teeth and endure it.

"...at least you'll help dismantle it, right?"

"I can only guarantee that you won't die," Yin replied. "If we dismantle it too frequently, it will leave too many traces. If those gods discover it, it will be extremely dangerous for all of us."

"...Woo." There was almost a cry in Alestria's voice, but she just looked at Emilia with tears in her eyes, then gritted her teeth and began to update the protective spell on herself and drank the potion.

She was ready to fight back with her body.

"Elastrid, thank you for your hard work. We'll be done soon." Emilia.

The relationship between the two was not particularly close originally, but since returning to this point in time, the two have become strangely...best friends in an extremely twisted way.

Emiya felt extremely guilty at this moment, so he could only start working quickly.

On the other side of the city wall were tens of thousands, perhaps even hundreds of thousands, of priests, leaving them with little time for banter.

He quickly stuck his head out from the city wall and then pulled it back in.

The Faithless Wall was a hundred meters high, and setting up artillery fire from there would have given it an exceptionally good range. Unfortunately, due to its high position, ricocheting would be difficult.

The first wave of attack is the one that is most likely to achieve something.

"Yin, can you predict whether the lightning can penetrate the Faithless Wall?"

"No!" Yin admitted his weakness, a rare act of submission. "I've never been able to understand the difference between luck and fate! So no matter what you do, you have to do it as quickly as possible... wooooah!"

Just as she finished her words, a bolt of lightning suddenly passed over the city wall without any warning and hit her a few meters away, stirring up countless flying debris and scaring Yin.

Elastrid will be specifically targeted, but that doesn't mean others are completely safe.

After confirming this, Emiya didn't dare to delay any longer.

His first observation only confirmed the general direction of the Church of Talos - this group of evil elements made no secret of their existence and held their banner high.

But unfortunately, he couldn't confirm whether his target was in the center of the church camp's big tent.

At this moment, Mars's observations also yielded some interim results. The paladin quickly put the telescope back into his arms and shouted, "All I know is that the supreme leader of the Storm Lords is probably not at the front lines, but commanding from the rear."

"Do you know their behavior?"

Mars had just opened his mouth when a bolt of lightning struck the parapet where he was hiding. The deafening explosion made even Mars, a sturdy man, almost dizzy. He rested for several seconds before roaring, "The highest-level weather masters generally don't go to the front lines, but unleashing storms is a sacred act. They might be behind the priests' formation, outside the camp!"

"I understand!" Emiya quickly recalled the distribution of the Storm Lords, and in her mind, connected their camps with the array that released the storm in a straight line.

The weather master should be on this line, surrounded by people.

After having a pre-existing impression, Emilia once again emerged from the interwoven thunder. This time, he found his target under the dark clouds flashing with lightning.

The flags of Talos and Benshaba were flying simultaneously in that area.

Emiya raised her thumb, quickly estimated the distance, and shouted, "I found him! Everyone, get ready. Elastrid, please come over here!"

Then, Emiya and Giles unfolded the dimensional hole.

Inside was a mountain of materials, but Emiya only needed the metal.

Their counterattack began. Silver began chanting first, spreading her Stabilization Field across the entire city wall. Next, the first spell cast would be memorized. For a period of time, any spell cast within this area would only replicate the effects of the first spell.

This spell created by Yin can be said to be a truly exquisite work of art, and it is also an important trump card for Emiya's massive expansion in Halrua.

Now, everything is kept simple, but it is more than enough to put together a few heavy artillery in a very short time.

"……uncanny workmanship!"

Emiya called out softly, and the fiberglass piled up like a mountain in the dimensional cave immediately flowed out of the dimensional cave like water, dancing and being recast in front of Emiya. Within just a few seconds, it condensed into a crystal heavy cannon.

Giles, who had worked with Emilia many times, knew what he should do at this moment: repeat.

As long as we cast the spell again and have enough materials, we can easily reproduce the miracle that Emiya unleashed!

The heavy artillery fell on the support, causing the broad city wall to emit a clear wail. Emilia completed the preparations with extraordinary skill: filling the broken amber to ensure airtightness, and then listening to the crisp friction sound of the cannonball entering the chamber.

Everything is normal. All we need to do next is ask Miss Lucky Pastor to come over and light the fire.

All this happened in just a few minutes, and the parapet on Elastrid's side had completely collapsed. Countless thunderstorms were brewing behind her.

"Elastri! We're done here. Now activate the amber, and we can leave!"

Finally her sentence was over, she could not wait to lower her body, rushed to the front of Emilia's cannon, and asked: "Is it like before, and I just need to light it?"

"Yes. It's too dangerous. There are no conditions for calibration. I can only pray that this shot can have at least a symbolic effect."

Alestria cautiously moved around behind Emilia. Giles's imitation was also coming to an end—the second heavy cannon was rapidly taking shape as Giles chanted.

"Let's get started!" said Emiya. "The lightning is driving me crazy!"

At this time, Giles' heavy artillery installation was also coming to an end.

Elastrid let out a light breath, unconsciously clenched her palms, and quickly synchronized with Amber.

[Inspire!] Elastrid ordered.

Almost at the same moment, Giles's shells had already left the chamber, carrying the now noisy broadcast past, whistling towards the enemy several kilometers away. But at this moment, the cannon made by Emiya remained strangely silent.

"......?" Emilia was stunned.

He had conducted hundreds of artillery attacks and had never encountered such a situation!

Silver reacts the fastest.

She immediately screamed, "Everyone, hold your hands! We're running away!!!"

There was no time to explain. Everyone was tightly connected together, and Yin immediately used the magic door to move them nearly a hundred meters away.

At this moment, a sound louder than thunder suddenly exploded.

It is much louder than thunder, but dull and mournful.

Emiya couldn't believe her ears.

——The cannon he made actually exploded!

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"Looks like progress is good." Talos's Weather Lord was indeed paying attention to the attack in his direction.

"Calling for thunder is the right strategy. Now those noisy defenders really don't dare to climb the city wall anymore." Colwind carefully observed the now deserted city wall and nodded with satisfaction.

At that moment, a massive iron spike leaped up from the city wall from nowhere and landed heavily near the priest who was casting a spell. A bloody mist rose into the sky.

"...It's time for a counterattack," Kaulwind muttered, then quickly perked up and said, "Next, keep a close eye on the city. Information here must remain confidential."

At this moment, a brilliant fire suddenly lit up on the wall, and in the rising and rolling shadows, a shell was speeding through the clouds and snow.

Just as Kaulwind was about to say something, he suddenly, without any warning, shook violently.

The anti-death barrier was broken.

A cannonball came from nowhere and hit Kaulwind's head cleanly and accurately.

Forty-eight Wrath of the Beast (I)

"Your Majesty. Those fools of the Church of Talos are at it again."

"I have ears."

This conversation took place in the most marginal yet clearly the most glorious camp in the entire league.

After all, this siege is a long-distance migration to another dimension. The cost of travel itself is extremely high and it is not suitable to carry too many laborers, so the camp is relatively simple.

Larloch's camp is the only exception, as in the eyes of the Lich King, liches are merely a higher form of labor.

Larloch was now gently scratching the ghostly silver dragon's chin and said, "Kelemvor is a fool. The entire city has nothing to do with him, yet it still relies on his influence. How much energy has he squandered on this city?"

Milim, the ghostly silver dragon, once wreaked havoc in Candlekeep, causing much destruction. But in Larloch's hands, she was as quiet as a cat.

The difference between them is not because Larroch has any special prestige, but because he has an endless amount of torture methods, and he does not mind using them on Milim. Milim's life is infinite, and so is Larroch.

Either be Larroch's plaything and suffer endless torture. Or be Larroch's pet and at least have a certain degree of freedom. Larroch has unlimited time to accompany her to make her choice.

Now, Milim had made her decision: if she couldn't die, at least she wouldn't have to live in pain.

"This siege is incredibly boring," Milim sighed in Larloch's arms. "Is bombing with divine power the only way?"

"Only this kind of divine bombardment can be tolerated," Larloch said. "The current Judgment City has no ability to fight back, and the gods are willing to devote their energy to this. Naturally, a method with fewer casualties will be more likely to be accepted by the church. Otherwise, if something unexpected happens, this siege will continue."

At this moment, amidst the endless thunder, a strange and dull explosion suddenly resounded from the Faithless Wall several kilometers away. The sound was so loud that even the interweaving of countless thunderbolts could not stop it from spreading.

Upon hearing this voice, the entire lich camp couldn't help but tremble.

During the Battle of Candlekeep, the roar of the air had left them with unforgettable, tragic memories. It was also the owner of that roar that had brought Larloch his first complete and devastating defeat.

The continuous roar has become an eternal shadow in the bodies and minds of these undead creatures.

Could it be Emiya that has arrived?

Although Larloch knew very well that the biggest difference between Lunia's Emya and others was that he did not mind sharing his achievements with others, so the roar could very well be the result of Gond's craftsmen or Halrua's mages finally producing results after many days of forbearance.

"...That seems to be the direction of Talos Camp. Let's go explore it."

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"Progress isn't obvious." Calwind, Taros's weather lord and leader of all Storm Bishops, sighed from afar within the camp, sensing the shifting divine power. "This process will probably last several months... Attacking the city is only a temporary solution. That idiot has put us in such a passive position!"

Thinking of this, the elder changed his previous protective attitude and became furious towards his subordinates:

"It's okay to steal souls, but don't make a big fuss about it, or at least don't let anyone know. It doesn't matter who you steal, except Larloch's subordinates. He's the most independent of all the factions and won't hesitate to retaliate! I should have explained these matters to you repeatedly!

"In the end, after just a few months, you still managed to offend Larloch!"

"So, I have no choice but to change our plans and let us do this laborious and ineffective task!" Kaulwinder shed his previous gentle image, his eyes almost flashing with thunder. "I am warning you for the last time. Put away all your thoughts now. If you make any more mistakes, I don't care how many storms you have created or how many people you have brought to their knees, I will destroy you!

"Go back and prepare. The storm must not stop in the next seven days."

At this moment, the bishops around him looked at each other and said, "Is it necessary for us to leave the camp and supervise at the front line like this?"

"I'm worried." Calwind sneered, "Some people are willing to abandon the interests of the furious gods and the prestige of the entire Talos Church in order to bring about their own storm in the Hazy Realm. How dare I look away?

"I'm afraid some of you are still planning to storm the city regardless of casualties, saying that the Umberley Church can't summon an ocean on this plain, and that we should use our lives as a bargaining chip to join the alliance..."

Kaulwind stared at the bishops present angrily and said, "Now, I am here. Who dares to say it again?"

The bishops present were silent, and no one dared to speak at this time.

Corvinder was not only Talos's weather lord, but also the highest-ranking theocratic leader of the Alliance of the Wrathful Gods. Unfortunately, his subordinates didn't see it that way, treating the priests of the Winter and Ocean Goddesses as inferior servants, ordering them around, even sacrificing them at will.

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