Archdemon

This time, the servant god finally knew why his main god, the God of Glory, was so troubled.

There was a reason for it.

In the three plane invasions encountered by the Hemer plane, the invaders all built plane beacons.

And most of the invaders who were not recorded died on the way to build and guard the plane beacons.

Every time the gods found the plane beacon, they would immediately arrange for the church legion to destroy it.

Even if they could not destroy it, they could calmly recruit soldiers and mobilize the army to surround the area.

At the door of the portal, they fought a massive battle with the enemy, and defeated the enemy as much as possible, or destroyed most of the enemy's forces.

But this time there was no beacon, so the problem was big, and there was no way to find or destroy the portal in the first place.

Panic attacked the servant god's mind.

The God of Glory frowned and said, "In this case, we can only let the army deploy in many ways and try to find the enemy's portal as soon as possible!"

"According to this transmission fluctuation, the enemy should appear on the fourth and fifth continents. The vast space here will greatly increase the difficulty of deployment."

"Forget it, let the believers prepare for the war."

Soon, the God of Glory issued an oracle to the next Kingdom of Glory.

During this time, other gods were also issuing oracles to their believers.

The invaders from other planes are coming!

The invaders from other planes who cannot locate the portal are like a sharp blade hanging over the heads of all churches.

The lower world.

The holy city of the Kingdom of Glory.

Emperor Cecil recovered from listening to the oracle.

He looked at the twelve highest-level powers of the church beside him. They recovered more slowly from listening to the oracle.

When everyone woke up, Cecil said, "The oracle of my god is very clear. The invaders from other planes have been teleported here, but we don't have specific coordinates. Tell us what you think."

A prince sighed slightly, then rubbed his brows and said, "The oracle said that the portal for invaders from other planes will be on the fourth or fifth floor."

"But these two layers of the continent are too huge. Our army is still on the first floor. Even if we rush down now, I'm afraid we won't be able to march to the fourth or fifth floor before the enemy arrives."

Cecil nodded and said, "What you said is indeed a big problem."

The Hemel plane is very huge. Almost every layer of the continent is about the same size as the continent of the Terry plane.

Especially the fourth and fifth layers of the continent are almost three or four times the size of the Terry plane.

It is precisely because of such a large continent that it can support enough people and allow this plane to have more than a dozen gods.

This used to be a nursery rhyme in the Hemel plane, but now it may become a big problem.

The territory of the Kingdom of Glory only covers the first continent of the plane. It is very troublesome for the army to enter the lower continent for support, and it needs to be transported back and forth by airships.

That's fine. It takes seven or eight days for the airship to travel between each continent.

From the first to the last continent, the time spent on the airship may take more than a month.

The airships needed for the army's transportation may not be enough, not to mention that after the airship reaches the fourth and fifth continents, it still needs to march on the continent to reach the right location.

"It seems that the early defense can only be handed over to other churches." Cecil said slowly.

"This is a good thing, isn't it? Your Majesty." A prince smiled.

"Let the pariahs of the lower continent consume more invaders."

"And we, the followers of the God of Glory, will be like the sun, shining under the light, annihilating the invaders and rescuing these pariahs!"

Although the words of this prince were said with a smile on his face, the meaning was so cold.

Such a large number of foreign invaders have arrived at the fourth and fifth planes, which are weaker in strength.

This will be a catastrophe. Even if the churches and residents of the lower continent can stop the invaders, they will suffer heavy losses.

Cecil looked at the pilgrims at the foot of the mountain and smiled slightly.

The churches and residents of the lower continent suffered heavy losses, but it is not necessarily a bad thing for the Kingdom of Light.

Perhaps after the war of this plane invasion is over, the glory of the Kingdom of Light will be able to cover the untouchables of other planes.

…

Hemer plane.

The fourth continent.

In a prosperous city, there is an inner city.

This is the headquarters of a church of gods.

This is the God of Dusk.Compared with the upper continent occupied by the God of Glory, most of the believers of the God of Twilight are in the lower continent.

Because there is no sunlight here all year round, people have more respect for the God of Twilight.

As a god of medium power, the God of Twilight's church could have occupied the upper plane.

But for the believers, the church's headquarters is still chosen in the lower continent.

Although the lower continent is poor in resources, the gods don't care about these. They only care about the number of believers and the purity of faith.

Whether the resources are rich or not is just what the mortal church cares about.

On the contrary, because of the poor resources, the believers here will be more pious.

In a huge temple of the church, an old man in a black crown holds a scepter in his hand.

He is the contemporary pope of the God of Twilight.

At this time, the pope's expression is solemn, and around him are the cardinals and archbishops of the church.

Everyone's face is not good.

Just as the God of Light can predict the direction of the invaders' transmission, the God of Dusk can also estimate it.

The high-level officials of these churches have received the oracle from the gods at this time.

"Invaders from other planes..." The Pope of the God of Dusk sighed.

"Your Majesty, the oracle is so vague about the invaders' transmission location. How can we determine the enemy's position?" A cardinal archbishop sighed.

"This time is different from the past, but... be prepared for a hard battle." The Pope of the God of Dusk is like an old lion.

He looked at the cardinal archbishops around him with lightning eyes.

"Unite with the churches of other gods and define the direction of patrol."

"Hurry up, the enemy will appear at any time, don't waste time here."

"Wasting time is a defilement of my God's will!!"

The Pope's loud voice echoed in this temple, even though the oracle was so vague.

This experienced Pope still made the most correct and fastest decision.