"If there was only a distinction between superiors and subordinates, it would be fine. At least the believers would have hope for the future. But what is the reality? There is only one criterion for selecting pastors: a farmer's child remains a farmer, and a pastor's child remains a pastor!

"Farmers squeeze their annual harvest from their teeth, and when they encounter illness, they can only kneel down and beg for mercy. And even priests have to use divine purification to purify their midnight snacks before they can eat them!"

"Now, I can no longer endure this world. A hundred years ago, I failed. During these hundred years, I suffered humiliation and pain. But compared to the suffering you all endure, what is it?"

"The Gods, Not Gods, and I will liberate everyone. We will declare war on all hypocrites. I cannot give you untold wealth, but I can only give you one thing: absolute freedom."

"The freedom to breathe freely under the sky, the freedom to walk freely on the earth, the freedom to survive in the world!"

Lunia's Emilia, listening to the omniscient and unique declaration, could only sigh, "It's not easy to say so without a single word of truth."

This declaration can be considered as an indignant one, but it ultimately came from the mouth of the most notorious devil. The world really needs to be reordered.

However, he doesn't have much free time to argue with Quanzhi Duyi now.

As the Mage King, I must officially inform all of Halruaa that all-out war has begun. I must contact Grimnir and ensure smooth communication.

——And, win the first victory in this all-out war.

The Silvermoon maze trapped a big fish: the Devil Grand Duke Gracia, who had no time to leave Silvermoon City.

This Devil Duke was in no way a commander. Her beloved manipulation and enchantment were laughable tricks to the Chosen Ones—but if she were allowed to return, she might not be so powerless on other battlefields.

Emiya had no habit of putting things off until tomorrow. He seized the last moment and sent a message to the farthest point: "Elder Hall? I am Emiya, Chief Lunya of the Halrua Elders' Council. Have you heard the declaration of the Omniscient One?"

The Elders' Hall, which was once bustling with people, was now deserted.

It’s not that the elders of Halrua are afraid of fighting, but that the people of Halrua are strong enough in their ability to act.

By now, more than half of the Halruaan elders had dispersed across Faerûn. The only things still gleaming in the Elder Hall were the few hundred crystal balls used to communicate with the elders. The hall had become a communications hub, and the newly ordained paladins had been plucked from the order, their reputation ensuring reliable communication.

Hundreds of people were scattered across Faerun, a terrifying number of communications that far exceeded the limits of telepathic communication. Consequently, Emya was forced to revert to an era similar to Earth's 20th century manual telephone lines.

They were too young, the seeds of the future, destined to be too late to participate in the battlefield. Naturally, they were left by Emya in Halayach, the capital of Halrua—now, the most important cities in the alliance had been placed under the mythal chains by the God of the Mythical Chains himself.

"Yes!" the young paladin, who was not much older than the Mage King, said in an unusually passionate tone, "I can't wait to chop the heads of the Gods and Non-Gods with my greatsword!"

"Now you just need to channel that enthusiasm into spreading the word. This task is equally tedious and boring, but the responsibility is incredibly heavy, so you have to carry it out," Emiya said rapidly. "In short, inform all the elders: the Gods-Not-Gods Association has indeed declared war. Then, proceed according to plan."

"Yes!"

Emilia didn't have time to wait for the paladins' report, so she raised her eyes and looked at Gracia who was being well protected in the distance.

How can we inflict the greatest possible damage to the devil and hell?

There are actually two opposing views on this topic: the traditional view is naturally that the devil must be killed in hell in order to truly kill them.

On the one hand, the devil should not be killed in hell. This will only kill a certain individual devil, but the power of this individual is actually absorbed by hell, and the loss of hell itself is very small.

It was naturally impossible for Emiya to come up with the correct answer, but there was a general solution that would definitely be able to reduce the power of hell.

--capture.

As long as the demons are bound to the material plane, so that they do not die but cannot move, Hell will definitely lose some of its power!

Sorry, Miss Gracia, we have to ask you to stay in the material plane for a while longer!

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"Crack, snap, snap, snap."

At the border of Elturgard, after Grimnir listened carefully to the speech of the All-Knowing One, he actually applauded and celebrated wholeheartedly in his command room.

Beside him, Archbishop Bolias of the Church of Elturgadtil raised his head in dissatisfaction. "What's there to applaud? It's all lies."

Grimnir's personal strength and command ability are obvious to all, but no one thinks he would be a spy for the devil.

"Speeches and reports are different, my dear Polias," Grimnir said as he sorted through the battle reports before him. "Accuracy is paramount for a report. If falsification is allowed, it will pile up layer upon layer, and ultimately become a waste of paper. Speeches, on the other hand, are different. They don't need to be truthful or rigorous. The only criterion for judging a speech is whether it can stir the audience's emotions. The All-Knowing One may be spouting nonsense, but if it can reach the hearts of those fools and soothe the fear they felt after being beaten so badly a while ago, that's enough."

"Unfortunately, morale is crucial in war, yet it's also incredibly false. War itself has its own laws, and you can't win by words alone." Grimnir put away the battle report before him, his expression growing serious. "So, judging from the results from yesterday, the effectiveness of skirmish tactics against the demons was far greater than expected, and their acceptance was even higher than expected. What are your thoughts?"

In the command room, a bishop from Thom said, "That's not surprising. After all, we've hired so many adventurers. They're not used to operating in groups, so fighting as a squad is their specialty."

"That's only natural. However, why do you think the adventurers' results are so good?"

"...This..." Bishop Thom, who had just spoken, said, "I don't know about that."

"In my opinion, it's unparalleled mobility," Grimnir said. "Traditional armies cannot be broken down into small units, because the fear of death and war will cause soldiers to flee the battlefield and lose their organization. If a force of ten thousand were completely disbanded, a thousand of them would likely be lost."

"But I'm afraid this won't work for the demons," the bishop questioned. "Even the demons' endless bloody battles can't make them retreat. To think that Hell Knights and adventurers can break the will of the demon army in just a few encounters is a bit too idealistic."

"It seems so, but the devil has other worries to consider." Grimnir laughed. "Ferri, in your opinion, where on the battlefield is the most dangerous place for the devil?"

"...Huh? Demons can appear from anywhere, and they can also fly... Maybe every place is equally dangerous."

"That's true. But for the devil, there is always one place that is the most dangerous." Grimnir smiled brightly.

This remarkable commander pointed to the back of his neck. "—For the devils, their own rear is the most dangerous. This is why they absolutely dare not deploy their troops indefinitely. In an unfamiliar area, who knows whether their men are ambushing the enemy... or their own commander? Perhaps there's no need to guess; they're definitely going to ambush their own commander-in-chief."

"All the oppression of the past will turn into the most real fear at this moment, becoming a high wall that the devil's army cannot cross."

Eighty-four Hunting for Gracia

"Continue to retreat, heading in the opposite direction of the abyss portal!"

And in Silvermoon City, Gracia is still on the run.

She was now extremely clear-headed and vigorously promoted this backup plan: once the war broke out, open the portal to the abyss.

This plan would consume almost all of the demon's subordinates in Silvermoon City, and was therefore quite controversial. However, from the current perspective, this plan might very well save her life.

The Abyss Portal is obviously one of the most disgusting natural or man-made disasters in the multiverse.

Those mindless demons would happily jump to the other side of the portal to find some entertainment in their boring day.

The most crucial part of this plan is the location of opening the portal.

The places where the Harpers operate are often places with dense flow of people and information distribution - this also means that if the Abyss Portal cannot be closed immediately, Silvermoon City will immediately become a river of blood.

So, even though they knew that Gracia was plotting to escape, Elastra and Lyra, the two most important wizards, had to put Gracia aside.

Protecting Silvermoon City and destroying the Abyss Portal were what they had to do right now. Killing Gracia might be important, but it had to be put on the back burner.

This was Gracia's last chance to escape, and she was not willing to miss it.

"Escort formation, hurry, hurry!" Gracia's voice had never been so sharp, and an entire legion was blocking her and the enemy.

The Hell Demon, the Lust Demon... by the devil's standards, they can be said to be a guard team armed to the teeth.

However, their pursuers can also be said to be extremely luxurious.

Grand Duke of Baldur's Gate, Mage-King of Halruaan, Witch-King of Aggorrond.

The one who escaped was the princess of the Nine Hells, and the ones chasing her were three kings.

In order to stay hidden, the three of them did not bring a large number of guards when they came here - in the eyes of the three of them, especially Xinbu, the only purpose of the guards was to tie her hands and feet during a fight.

Now, it is much easier for the three strong men to walk side by side.

However, catching up with Gracia is not that easy.

The entire escort could be considered the princess' personal army, fully equipped with magical equipment, the lavishness of which was beyond the reach of ordinary devils. Their speed was several times greater than that of ordinary devils. The coverage area of ​​the Silvermoon City maze wasn't particularly large, extending only a short distance outside the city walls.

Not only did Emiya's makeshift team have to catch up with them, but they also had to inflict enough casualties on the move to break through the protection of the entire legion - but unfortunately, they couldn't use teleportation.

Under this series of circumstances, they only have a few minutes to attack!

This is a desperate journey of chasing wings with legs. Some people in this world might be confident they can tire four-legged creatures out with their two legs, but anyone with normal intelligence wouldn't believe they can catch a bird in the sky.

And now, the flying speed of those "birds" has increased several times!

But if two legs are not enough, then Emilia will have to take out the three-masted sail.

The three of them originally came here by airship.

This decision was originally intended to gain an advantage in negotiations and take the initiative. The airship is now even in the sky near the park, but now it has a strange effect.

"Run... run..." Xinbu whispered as he looked at the demons that were getting smaller and smaller. "If you don't run, there's no point in chasing you."

As long as he could catch up, Xinbu was confident that he could destroy this small army on his own!

"Hold on!" Emilia ordered the airship, and all the sails immediately began to absorb the air elements in the air and then sprayed them behind them at a high speed.

The elemental sails covering the hull once again demonstrated their incredible athletic ability. Almost the next moment after Emiya spoke, the ship accelerated rapidly like a ship falling into a waterfall. At the beginning, its acceleration was traceable, but then, its speed became faster and faster, almost throwing Emiya and his party off the boat!

This most violent acceleration method is listed in the latest airship manual as an overload acceleration for use only in emergency situations... However, now is an emergency!

Apodel's control over his body had naturally reached a level unimaginable to mages like Emiya. Even on such a bumpy deck, he leaped onto the bow as if it were flat ground, turning around and saying, "Emiya, do you need protection?"

Should Apodale board the enemy and kill them, or should he stay behind to prevent any accidents?

However, Apodel was anxious, and Simbu was even more agitated than him. She said hastily, "No need! Let me handle the first round. That all-knowing one brazenly said, 'A pastor's child is still a pastor.' I want to see how much this Hell Lord's Princess lives up to her father!"

"Be careful," Emiya said. "The opponent's backup plan may not only have one portal."

"It doesn't matter!" Xinbu said confidently, "I want to see how much more 'free' this Princess of the Nine Hells is compared to the other demons!"

Emiya had to admit that when it came to impulsiveness and violent behavior, Xinbu was probably the most impulsive and violent person he had ever met. However, her strength was enough to support her reckless behavior.

The devil's army may be able to stop Xinbu for a while, but it is absolutely impossible for them to completely protect Gracia!

Now, what Emilia has to do is to sit in command of the airship and place a dark void ball on the bow that is essential for acceleration, so that the airship can further speed up on the track with thin air!

In the blink of an eye, the time Emiya and his companions had lost while boarding the ship was already recovered. Less than a minute later, the towering walls of Silvermoon City were right before their eyes. They could already clearly see the expressions of fear and disbelief on the faces of the demon army.

The confidence and complacency on the devil's face had transferred to Xinbu's face.

The distance between the two sides is close enough.

She walked to the side of the ship, raised her hands, and let out a sigh that sounded like a song.

Then, the Lord of Agorrond suddenly turned into a ball of brilliant lightning shining with dazzling silver light.

Silver Fire Lightning leaped out of the airship and flew over the devil army almost at the same time as the airship.

Even though there was a massive army formation of hundreds of elite demons in front of her, they seemed like nothing but air in front of her.

She wasn't even in a rush to knock Gracia down—it was at least a minute before they were out of range of the miad.

Enough for her to destroy this army!

The Pit Fiends responded almost immediately.

The magical abilities that the demons were so proud of were almost a joke in front of a great wizard like Xinbu. Most of their abilities were doomed to be meaningless.

However, the big devils still have one most powerful ability - that is what they need to win the most important deal of the year.

"I pray!" A hellish demon saw lightning leaping among the clusters of lust demons. Screams and corpses were everywhere where it passed. One tenth of the hundreds of lust demons disappeared in an instant!

He roared unwillingly, "I hope Xinbu dies immediately!"

Roaring magic power gushed out from the body of the Hell Demon, and the most powerful spell in the world hit the lightning of Xinbu's incarnation almost at zero distance.

Then, it disappeared into thin air in the shining silver light.

The wish spell failed immediately.

And Xinbu seemed to sense this fact, and the silver lightning she transformed into almost immediately changed direction.

"boom!!!"

The deafening thunder instantly engulfed the Hell Demon who dared to launch the first attack, sending it back to the Nine Hells.

Emilia and Apodel's eyes flickered, but they said nothing.

As the daughter of Mystra, Xinbu naturally possessed, like all those gifted with the Silver Fire, a special immunity to spells. The goddess of magic generously granted them immunity to spells. As far as they knew, Xinbu had chosen to be immune to the spell of the wish.

This means that any wishes cast directly on her will have no effect at all.

Emiya could only pray that Xinbu would move faster - although she now had an overwhelming advantage, she was clearly acting a little too arrogantly.

If it was Emilia who came, he would probably throw the succubus aside and try to severely injure Gracia immediately after destroying the Hell Fiend.

And Miss Simbu, in a sense, could be said to be enjoying killing—she clearly intended to kill all of Gracia's subordinates and then leisurely capture Gracia.

From the perspective of time, it is still in time, but delay will lead to changes.

Thinking of this, Emilia immediately began to turn the ship and aimed the side with the most fierce firepower at the devil.

Maybe he was worrying too much, but it was always better to be prepared.

——And soon, his guess was verified.

Apodale suddenly raised his head and shouted, "Emmya, up there!"

Another group of devils descended from the sky.

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