Banner of the Evil God

Leon did what he said, swung his long sword, and then the eagle-wing sword.

At first glance, the Eagle Wing Sword this time is no different from the last time. It is the same sword energy like an eagle spreading its wings that cuts through the sky. But if you look closely, you can find that compared with just now, this time the sword energy has a more vivid and vivid look. It doesn't feel like a sword energy, but like a real eagle.

A strange eagle that is neither vicious nor majestic, but huge and agile. It can almost cover the sky with its spread wings, but it is light and nimble when flying, without any sense of hugeness.

The sword energy suddenly cut through the long space, approaching the banner of the orc emperor. The elder of the temple raised his white eyebrows upside down, raised the staff of confinement high, and shouted loudly. Blood flowed from his eyes, nose, ears, and mouth, and the confinement There is a circle of red light rising into the sky on the staff, like a blazing flame, and like a shield, blocking the front of the sword energy.

This time, the collision between the sword energy and the red light was not as earth-shattering as the last time, but both sides seemed much more stubborn, and they clearly collided but did not disappear. The eagle turned into sword energy screamed, flapped its wings, and kept moving forward, while the red light kept making boiling sounds, and the color gradually dimmed, as if it was constantly boiling and evaporating, and its weight was constantly decreasing. look.

After a few more seconds, the red light finally disappeared, and the sword energy of the Eagle Wing Sword, which seemed to have not changed much, continued to move forward, heading straight towards the elder of the temple.

The staff of confinement suddenly glowed red, but the church elder suddenly spurted out a mouthful of blood. His whole body became rickety, and even began to shrink rapidly. In just a blink of an eye, it shrunk into a crumpled mess like a garbage heap.

It can be seen that all his vitality and even the flesh and blood in his body have been sucked away by the rod of confinement.

Draining all the strength, flesh and life of this legendary peak powerhouse, the red light on the staff of confinement was so bright that it almost illuminated the heaven and earth. In the red light, the six heads tied to the staff floated up and changed one by one. It was bigger than a human being, opened its white mouth, and bit into the sword energy.

With a pause of sword energy, the eagle turned around, bypassing an oncoming skeleton, and spread another skeleton with its wings. Then a gap appeared in the formation of six skeletons, and it was quickly attacked by it. After getting through, even though the skeletons immediately followed each other in pursuit, they were still a step too slow, and they were about to hit the golden banner of the Orc Emperor.

Seeing this scene, Leon finally smiled.

The power of the real Eagle Wing Sword is indeed extraordinary! Especially the power that he suddenly gained just now made it have a qualitative change on the original basis. Now this Eagle Wing Sword has become a miraculous skill. With its power, I can probably compete with the weaker gods, and maybe even win.

With this sword blow, no matter how powerful the orc emperor is, even if he can escape death, he will inevitably be seriously injured and escape. After losing their leader, the orcs must have lost morale and had to retreat. And this tragic war has finally come to an end.

However, in the next moment, Leon knew that he was wrong, very wrong.

Facing the oncoming eagle-winged sword, Yugnero Tiger sighed deeply.

"After all...we still have to rely on force!"

He sighed like this, and there was a clear cracking sound from his body, and then, facing the sword energy like a spreading eagle, he waved his fist.

The white and slender palm resembles a gentle fist when clenched. Even if such a fist were on the body of a tall tiger man, no one would think it was a powerful weapon.

But just such a fist collided head-on with the sword energy of the Eagle Wing Sword. As a result, the eagle-like sword energy collapsed and dissipated in front of the fist with a mournful cry, while the fist remained unscathed.

Leon could hardly believe his eyes, stared at Emperor Yunero, and asked loudly: "You...who are you?!"

"Yuniero Tiger." The orc emperor replied calmly, but his body slowly floated up and rose into the air.

His face was full of regret, but he also felt a sense of relief, as if he had ended a long-standing mission. Even though the ending was not satisfactory, after all, a burden had been lifted. .

"Impossible! As we all know, the orc emperor is not an extremely strong man!" Leon frowned and said deliberately.

"What the public knows may not be true." Yugnero said with a smile, "But...it doesn't matter what happened, it's all over anyway."

He lowered his head and looked at both sides who had been stunned by this astonishing change. He looked at the battlefield littered with corpses, sighed deeply, and said to Leon: "It seems that this war has been going on until now. It’s really impossible to fight anymore.”

Leon looked at him warily, not daring to relax at all.

He didn't know what was going on with the orc emperor, but a strong man's intuition told him that his opponent was very strong!

Very strong! Strong beyond imagination! It even scares him now, making the muscles in his arms and legs tremble involuntarily!

Although I had heard His Majesty and His Majesty the Iron Lion talk about Yunero Tiger before, and even though I knew that this guy was conservatively estimated to be a strong demigod, probably at the level of a true god, but with the help of the three awakened artifacts, I , the strength is definitely no less than that of weaker gods, and it can make me tremble slightly... this is too strong!

How can such a powerful guy still stay in the main plane? How could he take action in the main plane!

Originally, he estimated that no matter how strong the opponent was, as he was at the peak of the legend and had the help of three artifacts, he could escape even if he couldn't defeat him. So he tested Yunero's strength - the result was that Yunero refused to make a move no matter what, which confirmed his guess.

According to his estimation, Yunero was either too strong, which had exceeded the limit allowed by the main plane, and once he made a move, he would be killed by the thunder of divine punishment; or he was actually just an incarnation of the orc gods, and had no force at all unless there were special circumstances.

In either case, he had an absolute advantage - with his current strength, he was confident that he had almost reached the limit allowed by the main plane. As long as he stayed in the main plane, he would not be afraid of anyone unless it was an existence beyond common sense like his own majesty.

But such confidence was only retained for a moment before it was ruthlessly broken.

What exactly was the origin of this guy Yunero? He... couldn't he be the incarnation of Lefon, the main god of the orc pantheon, the "Sky-Swallowing Dog"!

The more he thought about it, the more he felt that his guess made sense, but he wisely didn't say it out loud.

If his guess was true, then making it clear would probably make all the orcs ecstatic on the spot, and the orc army led by the gods was something that the exhausted human army could not withstand no matter what.

Unless... he asked for help.

No! No!

He shook his head vigorously in his heart, threw this shameful idea aside, and stepped on it hard, completely spitting it out!

As the high priest of His Majesty the Void Mask, it was already outrageous to abandon the city of Gars and come to fight for the Eagle Kingdom. If, in order to save the Eagle Kingdom, His Majesty asked His Majesty to go to war with the orc pantheon that had just restored diplomatic relations not long ago, it would simply be...

This despicable and shameless behavior, just thinking about it makes people ashamed and angry!

And since I can't ask His Majesty for help, even if I am strengthened by the three Eagle artifacts, I am afraid I can't beat the incarnation of the Sky-Swallowing Dog.

Then... maybe it's time to end this war...

He took a deep breath and tried to make his voice steady and confident: "Do you want to end this war? That's a good idea. To be honest, I have my own things to do, so it's not convenient for me to stay here all the time - but how do you want to end this war?"

Yunero smiled, and there was a kind of calmness in his smile that was insightful and relaxed, as if he had seen through his opponent's heart.

"Each side withdraws its troops." He said, "Divide the border according to the actual control line of both sides before this war begins. We shall not fight each other again for at least 20 years, how about that?"

"Do you want me to abandon the Iron City Fortress that was contributed?" Leon frowned and said, "I can give up the land, but I will never give up the residents!"

Yunero smiled again: "What do I want those people for? I'll give them back to you."

He sighed softly and said, "I wanted to do an experiment of racial integration, but the result is like this... Maybe life is like this, you can never get what you are trying to pursue..."

As he said that, he seemed to be uninterested, slowly descended, returned to the orc battle flag, and issued an order to withdraw the troops.

It was not until then that Leon finally breathed a sigh of relief and hurriedly ordered the withdrawal of troops.

This war, the largest scale of mobilization in the main plane in the past few hundred years, came to an end.

At this time, in the Pantheon, the Lord of Order had an idea to hold a vote, and it was finally time to announce the results.

Although the voting process had some twists and turns, such as the mistake of voting for the Goddess of Dawn but then changing one's mind and wanting to vote for the God of Fire Elemental - and there were quite a few gods who did this, the great Lord of Order tolerated this behavior and gave those impatient people who voted the wrong way a chance to correct it. This delayed a little time, but the result finally came out.

Above the Pantheon, the two opposing lights, one red and one white. The red one means the gods voted for the God of Fire Elemental, and the white one means the gods voted for the Goddess of Dawn.

Although every god can vote, not all gods have the same value of votes. In fact, the value of each vote is determined by the godhood of the voter. The higher the godhood, the higher the value of the vote.

Generally speaking, the value of a vote for powerful gods such as the Lord of War and the God of Justice is even more than ten times that of a weak god like the God of Eclipse.

However, powerful gods are a minority after all, and the mainstream of the Pantheon is still weak and feeble gods. Their votes truly determine the final result of this vote.

And the final result is that the God of Fire Element won with a relatively large advantage.

This result is naturally a mixed blessing, but it is not unexpected. The danger raised by the God of Strategy is imminent for most of the gods of faith - didn't you see that the Sun God was just killed by the Lord of Light!

In contrast, the elemental disaster envisioned by the God of Conspiracy is very far away from most gods.

In this comparison, everyone is of course inclined to choose the God of Fire Element to succeed the Sun God.

When all the gods have voted, the Lord of Order majestically scanned the entire Pantheon, making sure that no one wanted to change their vote, and then announced the final result.

"According to the voting results, I will divide the sun priesthood. Dawn and dusk will be given to the goddess of dawn, and the rest of the time will be given to the god of fire." He said, "However, I will keep one-third of the priesthood and will not grant it to anyone else. If there are newcomers who can understand and master the field of 'sun' to a sufficient level, come to me and ask to inherit this part of the priesthood."

After the majestic Lord of Order made this somewhat strange judgment, the corners of his mouth curled up slightly, revealing a hint of a smile.