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It is the symbol of the "God's Servant" of the North.

In this mortal world, the servants of God have the power to shepherd the world on behalf of the gods. Even the rulers of higher positions have to respect them and even be subordinate to the leaders of the major churches.

Not to mention the magical noble knights who guard the city walls and have a status of neither high nor low.

However, the "bishop" who arrived seemed to be very gentle and said to everyone: "No need to be polite."

"I am here to tell you, following the orders of His Majesty the Holy Bishop and Duke Atlanta, that there is no need to be anxious or worried. Under the protection of Tsatoyes and Arato, no matter what kind of turmoil there is, it will not shake the order of the world."

"The 'holy war' has begun, and everything will be glorious!"

"Everything is under glory!" Many powerful knights responded in this way. Under the gentle smile of Bishop Sulab, the impatience and anger just now disappeared like smoke.

Yes.

They also realized that it had been nearly ten thousand years since Tsatye opened up the world. During this period, kingdoms had changed and powerful people had risen and fallen, but no matter how they rose and fell, power was always in the hands of the church and the powerful. Those who had nothing had launched more than one riot over a long period of time, but in the face of mystery and the huge gap, everything was in vain.

He who has nothing is equal to dust.

This is the inevitable direction accumulated over thousands of years!

rumble!

That's when.

The top of the mountain where the capital of Atlantis stood suddenly began to shake.

The violent shaking startled the magic dignitaries standing on the top of the mountain again, and they all looked down.

Look outside the fortress shrouded in snow and wind, and at the mountains stretching down.

rumble!

At this time.

The sound of vibration became more and more intense. Bishop Subra, who stepped onto the fortress wall, still had a gentle smile under his hood, but it seemed to have a solemn look.

"coming."

He said.

What's coming?

The noble knights were slightly stunned, and then they seemed to realize something—an expression of disbelief appeared on their faces.

Something is coming.

Those who hold mysterious power and are placed in the paradise have mysterious professions, so naturally they possess perception abilities different from ordinary people.

At this moment, I could indeed feel something approaching.

Climbing over the steep mountain at your feet.

After crossing this natural barrier that has blocked the mortal world for hundreds of years.

That's not the rich and powerful.

But...people.

Are mortals.

Be a person with nothing!

"Take that city!"

Such shouts followed and shook the air.

The rustling sound instantly drowned out the rumbling vibration, and outside the misty world, tiny specks of light appeared.

Fire splashed and light scattered.

That's 'fire'!

But it is not ordinary fire.

But it’s natural fire!

It's the fire that emerged from Rune!

In this northern country shrouded in wind and snow, the biggest crisis for those who have nothing at the bottom of the society does not come from hunger or too frequent exploitation and labor.

But it comes from the coldness of nature itself.

What they desire most is fire.

A fire that drives away the cold.

A fire that can extinguish the cold wind and snow.

What can better guide them forward and prevent them from getting lost in the cold is the light of fire!

Most of the first words they learned from the high walls on all four sides were "fire"!

So they engraved the runes of 'fire' on sufficiently hard objects, such as wood and corpses that were frozen hard by wind and snow.

These materials were extremely hard, but had no mystical value, just like the people who had nothing.

But they and their numbers are extremely large!

Even if you succeed only once or twice out of thousands of times.

It is also enough to accumulate a certain amount.

So this time.

The fire was blazing.

This second.

The raging fire led them to climb to the top.

Launch a charge towards one of the pinnacles of the world!

The rumbling sound shook the place instantly, and the magic dignitaries who had calmed down were startled again. Looking around, they found that the misty world outside the fortress was completely illuminated by the natural fire brought by Rune.

It was a sea of ​​fire.

It is also a surging sea of ​​people!

No wonder the 'Holy Pope' was in no hurry to go to war.

No wonder the 'Prince of Atlanta' did not issue any more orders after signing the jihad agreement.

Such quantity.

If you really go on an expedition.

Instead, they might be defeated one by one by the huge numbers!

"Arato is above!"

Bishop Subra shouted: "The usurpers are here."

"Under the glory of holy war."

"Everything will be within the permitted range!"

"kill!"

Along with Bishop Subra's righteous oath, the voices of the nobles guarding the fortress walls were also heard.

Although these people who have nothing hold the fire of nature in their hands.

Although it seems that they have indeed seized the power of God.

But under the stirring words of Subra, all fears disappeared, all panic was gone, and what remained was only the determination to start the holy war and the absolute maintenance of the ten thousand years of order in the world!

The flames were thrown from afar.

The people who had nothing threw away the 'fire' in their hands!

The noble knights laughed grimly and raised their swords at the same time - the swords wrapped in magic drew a pale shadow in the air and slashed straight at the fire that was coming towards them.

however.

Just for a moment.

The fire then covered the sword and directly ignited the magic power and the sword.

The terrifying heat and the bright light made the noble knights who had swung their swords change their expressions suddenly. They tried to throw away the swords in panic, but it was too late.

Natural fire is enough to ignite everything.

Even if it is mysterious, it is no exception.

"Arato is above!"

At this moment, Bishop Subra raised his hand.

With the raised hand as the center, as if the black fog was expanding in an instant, dozens of invisible hands emerged and spread out in an instant, and as they were raised and lowered, they put out the burning fires.

"Arato is above."

The noble knights breathed a sigh of relief.

Before he could respond, he heard the bishop of the Church of Death say, "With this hand as a sacrifice, Deathwing under Arato, please penetrate the land of the netherworld and step into the mortal world!"

This sentence rang out.

The expressions of the noble knights suddenly became extremely frightened.

Legend has it that Tsattois created the original four angels, and the four angels created eight next-generation angels. Under the eight angels, there are countless "Angel Wings". They are the incarnation of angels and the agents of their respective powers.

If church members are the servants of angels on earth.

Then the wings of angels are the true "subjects" of angels.

Each of them possesses power close to the level of 'legend' and 'archbishop' in the world!

But such an existence has to pay a price to enter the mortal world... and that price is human life.

The fate of those who hold magic and mystery in their hands!

just now.

Subra intends to use the magic nobles on the city wall as sacrifices to summon the angel's wings.

The magical nobles understood.

But unable to resist.

Even though there is no shortage of "magic knights" among them who are comparable to the level of church bishops.

But under the power given by God in the church.

All the mysteries of magic were directly suppressed!

Not everyone can be like the 'Spiritual King' Li Re.

Not everyone can resist the natural suppression of magic by the power bestowed by God.

Subra just smiled gently as he faced these dignitaries who were being held down by his hand of death and had frightened faces.

他 说:

"All in the glory of holy war."

"Everything is within the permitted scope."

"Your Majesty, the Honorable Saint Xiugli, has learned that the source of this war is the disrespectful 'Spirit King'. He has stolen the power of the gods. Even a trace of the power of the gods is not something you can resist. The only purpose of you staying here is to serve as a sacrifice."

"It is your honor to die for the holy war - Arato will grant you an eternal home!"

This is why the holy war began.

The reason why the army did not move out.

Such a scene did not only appear on this city wall.

The same thing can be seen on the other walls of the capital of the Principality of Atlantis!

Such...

Bang, bang, bang...layers of black fog suddenly exploded from the bodies of the dignitaries under the pressure of Subra's palm. It seemed as if something was screaming in the black fog, making sharp roars.

It was a pitch-black monster with wings on its back.

It is also the incarnation of death born under the seat of the Angel of the Underworld.