Witchcraft

Chapter 59 War Message
After the baptism, Luo Xin stayed in the temple, leaving only Feng Yang to follow, and now she has become familiar with the temple.

The learning of witchcraft is also very smooth, especially the two witchcrafts of war trampling and war smashing, Luo Xin has already used them proficiently, and it is not a big problem to use them in war.

War trampling is a witchcraft used by Hu Yunfei, which can impact the enemy's army formation. If it can be combined with the bloodthirsty technique, the power can be greatly enhanced.

It's a pity that bloodthirsty is the signature witchcraft of war priests. Now that the first level of the God of War Scripture has not been mastered, bloodthirsty is out of the question.

As for the destruction of the war, Luo Xin has never actually fought, and needs war to test the results.

In the main hall, just as Luo Xin was about to leave, a werewolf soldier hurried past, with an extremely nervous expression, as if there was something urgent to report.

It is rare to see these soldiers in the temple, they are priests on weekdays, Luo Xin couldn't help but be puzzled.

As soon as he reached the door, the bell of the temple rang, which was a signal to summon the priests. Luo Xin didn't dare to be careless, and immediately turned and went to the inner hall.

On the main seat of the inner hall, Gu Liu had been sitting there a long time ago, his eyes were calm and calm, like a statue.

"Children, the war is coming, and all the priests of the temple are going to fight. This time we will let the human race return without success again, the Lord God bless you!" Gu Liu's voice was desolate and steady.

Seemingly foreseeing his own death, Gu Liu looked forward to dying in war and immortalizing his name.

Buzz!

Discussions broke out in the hall immediately, war came again, and human ambition once again spread to Stormwind City.

Luo Xin suddenly grasped her little hand tightly, and there was hatred in her eyes.

"Children, you are the servants of the Lord God. The mission of the priest is to fight. Let the enemy burn in the flames, and let your names be engraved on the stone tablet of the temple. Don't be afraid, we can defeat those greedy humans." Sound brings calming power.

War means death, and several people are already pale.

Finally, the messenger soldier read out the information about the war. This time, the human army was unprecedentedly powerful.

The Kingdom of Gaul and the Kingdom of Lange formed an army of 20, and vowed to take down Stormwind City in one fell swoop. Among the 20 troops, 15 were the regular army of the kingdom, and there were [-] mercenaries.

This time, human beings invested their money and vowed to spread the glory of the God of Light over the entire Stormwind Province, expand the sphere of human influence, and further compress the power of the orcs to the north.

The orcs are living under the threat of the God of Light. In the entire southwestern province, there is only the last hope left, the priest of the Holy Word.

But Guliu is so old that he even started to strenuously walk. This made the cowards below start to retreat. They can no longer believe that this old fox clan can stop the indestructible human coalition.

"Holy One, maybe we should retreat to the north for a while to avoid the sharpness of humans." A Tsing-clothed Fox clansman suggested tremblingly.

retreat?

Abandon the glory of the Lord God, no, never!

"My child, it is the honor of priests to die in war. We can die and lose the war, but we must not back down and shame the Lord God." Gu Liu's tone became severe.

Those old fox eyes radiated dangerous rays of light, fixedly staring at the Tsing Yi Fox Clan.

"We have tried our best, but we can only gather [-] troops. This is far from the opponent of the human coalition, not to mention that the enemy is well-equipped and has magicians to help out. Please think twice." The Tsing Yi Fox thought of his entire tribe, Had to speak again.

Defeat means death, and even if they survived, they would become miserable slaves, a pain that the orcs could not bear.

"War, courage is the key to winning or losing. To live, you can only live under the glory of the Lord God! You haven't set off yet, and the outcome is uncertain. How do you assert that we will definitely lose?" Gu Liu's tone became more and more majestic.

Luo Xin had a deep-rooted hatred for the human army, seeing Gu Liu leading the battle at this moment, she quickly stood up.

"My lord is wise, Luo Xin, the priest of Fengyu, is willing to fight to the death." Luo Xin loudly supported Gu Liu, and had already made plans to go out.

Due to the loud voice, the soft voice of Broken Jade Claw reverberated in the hall, which seemed a little out of harmony.

Such a soft voice, but with a fanatical belief in war, with blood-boiling power.

"war!"

"war!"

"war!"

Immediately echoed in the hall, most of the priests are devout believers in war, their beliefs make them not afraid of war, even death can not eliminate this fanatical belief.

Gu Liu glanced at Luo Xin with admiration. This broken jade claw has the indestructible belief of the orc priest, and is the most powerful believer in war. One day, Luo Xin's name will resound throughout the world, making the enemy tremble!
"Assemble the army, let humans know the power of the orcs, fight!" Gu Liu made a final decision, shouting to everyone.

The crowd gradually dispersed until he was alone, Gu Liu looked towards the dark corner.

A tall bear clansman came out, his body was covered with muscles as hard as iron, his eyes were fierce and firm, and he walked as smoothly as clouds and flowing water.

Peter!

Guliu's most powerful follower, with the strength of a sword master, this name is a nightmare for the human army.

"My most loyal follower, go and see that Tsing-clothed fox family just now. If he flees timidly, you know what to do." Gu Liu's eyes were full of enthusiasm like an old friend.

"Obey, my lord priest." Peter walked out slowly, his steps resonant and forceful.

However, Gu Liu's eyes dimmed. Even the mighty Peter was a bit old now. The most powerful combination of orcs could not match the power of time in the end, because it was the power of God.

Gu Liu looked at the carving on the main hall, there was the face of his teacher, that legend spanned 500 years, the name shocked the whole world, but finally returned to the embrace of the main god.

Perhaps, my time has come!
Gu Liu let out a long sigh.

After leaving the temple, Luo Xin's expression was heavy, until he met the dumbfounded Feng Yang, a smile appeared on his face.

"Feng Yang, can you carry me behind your back?" Luo Xin acted coquettishly, facing a scarred tauren.

"Of course, my lord priest!" Feng Yang replied sullenly.

Climbing up that broad back, tears filled Luo Xin's eyes suddenly. She somewhat missed the motherland that was full of red flags. There was no war or killing there, and everyone lived under the wings of the mighty motherland.

It turns out that the most luxurious thing in the world is safety!

"Feng Yang, are you ready to make your name the legend of a bard? My most loyal follower." Luo Xin's voice was inaudible.

"Of course, my lord priest!" Feng Yang smirked.

Suddenly, the shadow is stretched extremely long by the light, and their story is about to become a legend.

(End of this chapter)