[Western Fantasy] Creator's daily tasks

"Take a Leap of Faith!"

Members of the Cardinal Society came out one after another, and then with the power of faith they had acquired for many years, they outlined a scattered defensive cover over the church. Obviously, this defensive cover was not for their own use, but fell from the sky, shooting the Griffins and the Dragon Knights together. When it got to the ground, it buckled up.

bang bang bang-

On the battlefield, these uninvited guests who fell from the sky were like meteors falling. Wherever they went, whether it was the heavy cavalry known as the number one on the mainland or the swift charging fighters, they all turned into bloody sauce. Even in a square formation, they couldn't escape the power of the star river hanging down.

On the other hand, the members of the Holy See who participated in the battle, whether they were priests or knights, tore apart the teleportation scrolls early when the light was on, turned into streaks of light, and disappeared on the battlefield, which shows the great determination of the Holy See this time. .

You know, this legendary scroll is not a bad street thing, at least it can be made by a space mage at the mage level, and regardless of the low scary chance, and the wasted mithril, high-level Warcraft The skin and core of status, just one piece can make those noble princes go bankrupt.

If it is only to trap the enemy, maybe this legendary scroll is not needed. The bright elements in the air are rising and expanding rapidly, just like the holy temple of the God of Light falling into the world, which makes Chu Tianxing's heart ache. Yihan, there must be a monster in every strange thing, obviously the opponent is preparing to use a big move, and the only thing that can turn the tide of the battle is the legendary descending spell.

As the name suggests, the spirit descending technique is used by people from the upper realm to forcibly break through the space barrier and enter this realm with the help of the power of faith and light elements. Although the side effects are huge, the user will not be able to fully mobilize the light elements in the next three to five years, and can only sing low-level or light elements. Intermediate magic, but has a great breakthrough in the comprehension of rules and divine power.

Because the servants or demigods of the upper realm have all served as high-level personnel of the Holy See, whether it is from the use of elements or beliefs, the power will be very terrifying after the accumulation of time.

Faith is like a favorable opinion value. The higher the faith, the more pure it is, the more you can borrow from the God of Light, and it can even increase the favor of the Light God, which has achieved the purpose of conferring God.

Qi Yang held up the scepter at this time, as if the light element had finally found a point of venting, it rushed towards him quickly, and turned into a beam of light soaring into the sky in an instant, connecting to the boundless void.

The hymn sounded, and with the coming of the divine power, it turned into invisible sound waves, which quickly spread to every inch of the battlefield. Wherever it went, everything collapsed and turned into flying ash.

Although Chu Tianxing had already guessed its power, he was still stunned by this amazing destructive power. Hundreds of thousands of legion combat power were wiped out in this chant, leaving few generals in place. With a broken helmet and defeated armor, he lingers on his last breath.

Looking at the side of the holy court, although it was covered with rotting flesh and blood, the number of people lost was really less than one-third of that of our own side. It really made people sigh the deep reserves of the bright holy court that once ruled the mainland.

But today, not necessarily.

Chu Tianxing sneered, and took out a horn from the mithril armor.

Rumble-

The sound of stomping the ground from a galloping gallop from afar seemed to be stepping on the drumbeat of the heart, which made people feel frightened. Then, the clergy standing on the high wall recognized the real master of this step, "Bull head people!!"

Even in the very beginning, that glorious period when all gods coexisted, the reckless trampling of the orc tribes was a major taboo that all tribes dare not underestimate.

The hymn overflowing from the void became louder and louder. Through the vibration of the light element, the magnificent singing sound raged fiercely in the enemy's spiritual realm with overwhelming power, like a hand disturbing the supposedly quiet mind. The world was turned upside down, torn apart, and the brain was completely turned into a puddle of white flesh.

bang bang bang-

The sound of horns sounded one after another, turning into chaos, and the sound of trampling suppressed the vigorous battle horns layer upon layer. Blood and fire, glory and sacrifice, mixed with the frantic singing and dancing of orc shamans, turned into a fearless momentum toward the It's crushed here.

The red and bloodthirsty animal pupils are waving the copper stick in their hands wide open and wide. The white wolf below howls and bites the person blocking the way. Regardless of friend or foe, there is only one thought in his mind: rush! !

Baptize the body with the blood of the enemy. Blood and bones are our highest admiration. Accept this sacrifice from your craziest believer, Lord Markarth.

The joining of the tauren is like a high-speed meat grinder, leaving no armor anywhere, and for a while, the screams and wailings are imperceptible to the ears.

Apparently even the pope didn't expect this situation, and Germania colluded with the orcs. Could it be that this is to support the rise of darkness.

The tauren was so powerful that he rushed to the bottom of the city in just a few breaths. The inscriptions on the tower lit up, and countless light nets made of arrow feathers scattered all over the sky, and the two sides stalemate for a while.

Arrow feathers pierced through the bones, stumps were stained with blood, curses and miasmas flew around, and the entire battlefield was covered in potholes.

"Bone Rot—"

The long black fingers hidden in the cloak made a casual move.

The black ball of light quickly corroded the pastor's robe that was blessed with holy light on the opponent's body with lightning speed.

"Hmph, dirty minions."

The ascetic friar quickly swung the long stick in his hand, held the sharp spear that was attacking his neck, and with all his strength, pulled down the cavalry on the horse and hit the sharp epee next to him, scattering his broken internal organs all over the ground.

"Hypocritical ascetic."

Raising his hand for a while, the dead cavalryman stood up again, and the cloud of black air attached to his face quickly spread all over his body, turning into a dry bone, the green soul fire, staring coldly at the eyes through the skull with no flesh and blood The ascetic monk seemed to have recognized his mortal enemy, he let out a strange cry, and rushed forward.

If it's just this one person, it's not enough evidence, the black mist like a quagmire quickly spread to the small half of the battlefield, and countless dead bones stood up staggeringly, and rushed towards living humans, orcs, regardless of friend or foe...