Chapter 212 "Angel of Power"

On the eve of the war, the city of Finn seemed like a stage ravaged by a storm.

The streets were filled with an atmosphere of tension and fear. People were rushing to complete final preparations before complete control. All food was sold out, and there were anxious faces and hurried footsteps everywhere.

The worry and despair in the twilight seemed as if the entire city had suddenly fallen into chaos and loss of control.

When the war was about to begin, the whole city seemed to have become a huge ship that was about to capsize. Crazy and violent waves were about to come, and everything became unpredictable.

Every citizen of Fein knew that the Rhean army had already entered the East Coast Province and was heading south towards the city of Fein.

The nobles on the east coast prepared for war at the first opportunity, and under the overall mobilization of the Lion Family, the entire city of Fein was quickly activated, the army arranged city defenses, and the extraordinary people were on high alert.

They have only one mission, and that is to defend the city resolutely!

The city of Fein cannot be lost.

The nobles on the east coast must not let the Rheans capture the city of Fein, otherwise it would be like the Rheans sticking a sword into the thigh of the Syats, making it difficult for the entire country to move normally.

Carl was high in the sky, looking down at the city. People were constantly moving around like ants, and their negative emotions were so strong.

He silently thought about everything that had happened in recent days. The information was undoubtedly true, and Darren was still not dead because he had not received his soul.

"Are the Rheans trying to save Zhao from Wei?"

His consciousness always followed the holy object. Now it was Lillian's turn to hold the transparent bottle. She was extremely excited to be able to get close to the holy object.

In the city hall, many people looked anxious, except for a handsome middle-aged man who slowly walked out of the door, looked at the panicked crowd, and smiled thoughtfully.

"The war is about to begin."

The oldest, Yager, smiled, took off his hat and shook it.

"The Fisher family has arrived at the right time. I don't need to go to Nasir Town to look for them."

"I have completed the ritual of the third step of the road to conquest. Now I just need the great Him to grant me strength, and I can truly reach that position."

Yager then calmly walked away from the city hall door and headed to where the Fisher family was.

In the police station.

Sheriff Momir took a deep breath, then calmly led his officers out of the station and stared in the direction of the great holy relic for a long time.

Then he turned to look at the numerous police officers and gave them a loud lecture.

"Next, Fein City will enter a period of total control. We must work together with the army to stop any chaos that may occur in the city and arrest those thugs who want to take advantage of the situation to loot! All citizens are no longer allowed to go out on the streets without permission!"

"We must prevent any Rhea spies from sneaking into the city! Anyone who disobeys orders and is suspicious must be arrested immediately, regardless of age or gender. Do you understand?"

"clear!"

The police officers standing in neat rows responded one after another, and then they followed Sheriff Momir's footsteps to maintain law and order in the increasingly chaotic streets.

"Go home immediately! Total control!"

"Go home immediately! Total control!"

"Go home immediately! Total control!"

In the largest newspaper office in Fein City, Vice President Inna was holding her young son, standing by the window, staring silently at the gradually darkening sky outside.

She is no longer the girl holding the doll, but a beautiful young woman dressed up in gorgeous clothes. Five years ago, Inna married a wealthy local banker in Fein City and gave birth to a son.

The banker was also developed by Inna into a convert to the Great Lost Lord, who provided him with a large amount of financial assistance and smoothly embarked on the road of contract.

"War is coming..."

She took a deep breath. Most of the Dawnbringers lost their parents, their childhood, and almost everything because of the war.

If it weren't for Dean Irene's taking them in, and if it weren't for the great Lord of the Lost who gave them new meaning in life, I'm afraid the orphans would have gradually fallen into despair in the mud.

“How many people will die after this war?”

She didn't know why, but Inna had long felt that there would be such a day, when the ruthless war would eventually spread to the east coast and even to Fein.

The son raised his head, looked at Inna, and asked in confusion:

"Mom, who is that uncle who just came, and why does he look so familiar to you?"

"Because we all believe in the same great God, I have the obligation to fulfill the orders of God's followers. I will send you to your father in a while. Don't miss your mother."

"Mom will be back soon after she completes her mission."

The son didn't understand. He didn't understand that the person who had just delivered the message was a Dawnbringer, and that his mother had to obey the Fisher family's orders unconditionally.

Inna looked at her young son and sighed. If she had a choice, she actually didn't want her son to become a member of the cult.

"I may be the least steadfast and least pious among the Dawnbringers..."

Inna knew full well that her children had no choice.

The child of the recipient of blood is also a recipient of blood, and he will surely hear the call of the Lord.

"Why is everyone so scared and panicked? Is something going to happen, Mom?"

She hugged her son tightly and took a deep breath, her eyes full of love.

"Don't worry, mom will protect you. No matter what happens, mom loves you and will definitely protect you."

In a manor of the Lion Family in the city of Finn, dozens of extraordinary people gathered in the conference hall to discuss the upcoming war.

The old and weathered Viscount Best sat on a chair, leaning on a cane, his eyes looking at the hanging map.

"Byrne, what do you think of the upcoming military action by the Rheans?"

“What would their strategic goals be?”

Byrne stood aside and nodded and said:

"I think they must want to take over the entire Fein. That would be like sticking a knife into the thigh of the Syat people. If it were just the four towns, it wouldn't be enough to cause tens of thousands of Rhea troops to come out in full force."

Viscount Best nodded slightly and said, "According to the feedback from the Great Barrier, I clearly know that after they crossed the Great Barrier, they headed all the way to Nasir Town."

"Obviously Fira Town is of little significance, and Nasir Town is a wealthy port, so their first target is Nasir Town."

He paused and continued, "It should be just as you said. They will rush to Fein City at lightning speed!"

"Um."

Byrne seemed to just nod calmly, but he was actually still very worried.

Although the townspeople of Nasir fled in all directions, the town's hospital, factories, schools and many other things that the Fisher family had spent a lot of effort to build were likely to be burned down.

He continued his analysis, "It will take a long time for their large forces to reach Finn, but the monarchs and the qualitatively transformed ones are likely to act alone because their mobility is completely different."

The tactic of qualitative change and monarch-level extraordinary people acting alone in war and using their powerful mobility to destroy the enemy's main facilities first is undoubtedly a very common way of fighting, and they must take it into consideration.

Viscount Best narrowed his eyes and said:

"Being one step faster can change the situation and fate. Our support has not arrived yet. Let's pray that the other side does not have a highly mobile monarch. Otherwise, Finn will soon face a huge test."

Just then, good news came.

An officer came in and reported to Viscount Best:

"Report! Lord Ariel, the 'Man of the Stars' of the Night Roman family, is here. Lord Bourne, the 'Angel of Power' of the Angel of Wrath Jones family, is here too!"

"Very good!"

“They are finally here!”

Everyone was smiling, especially when they heard about the arrival of the "Angel of Power", most of them felt relieved.

Viscount Best smiled, and Byrne also breathed a sigh of relief. The two powerful monarchs who came to support at the first time were very fast and arrived successfully before the enemy.

If there were no powerful monarchs in charge, even with a powerful city-level barrier, it would be difficult for them to withstand the sudden attack of multiple powerful monarchs.

Ariel, the "Star Person" of the Roman family, is already an "old friend" of Byrne. She once tried to force the Fisher family to join her. She is a powerful transformation-type spellcaster.

The "Angel of Power" Burne-Jones is the head of the Wrathful Angel family.

The relationship between the Jones family, the Angry Angel, the Fessack family, the Beast of Desolation, and the Romen family is very good.

"Angel of Power" Burne Jones, he possesses the powerful blood of the wrathful angel demigod, as well as a powerful three-digit forbidden item. Although he is only at the lower monarch level, he has almost no rivals in the range of lower monarchs, and once had an excellent record of repelling two lower monarchs by himself.

Soon, they saw two powerful monarchs coming to help.

"Thanks to the Fisher family's intelligence, hahahahaha, I happened to be near the East Coast Province recently, and rushed over as soon as possible!"

"Angel of Power" Burne-Jones walked into the room laughing. He looked like a very cheerful middle-aged man with a bold voice, but a handsome face that did not quite match his voice.

It was a beautiful face with delicate features and eyes like sparkling gems.

It is said that he was originally a man with a particularly rough appearance, and was known for his bold style of doing things. As a result, due to the blood of the wrathful angel, the stronger he became, the more feminine his appearance became.

Although no one in the history of the Wrathful Angels family has ever reached Apocalypse, many people have speculated that if their lineage could really reach Apocalypse, they would most likely completely transform into female bodies.

Ariel, the Star Man, walked in, looked at Byrne deeply, and then said calmly:

"Let's first explain the intelligence clearly. How many enemies are expected? How many powerful monarchs are there?"

Viscount Best took a deep breath and said solemnly, "In that case, I'll just say it directly. There are about 20,000 Rhea people who launched the attack, and there are three powerful monarchs."

The enemy's lineup is very strong. He didn't say it just now because he didn't want to shake his side's morale before reinforcements arrived.

"According to the feedback from the Great Barrier, there should be two extraordinary people below the monarch level, and finally there is one... a strong person in the middle monarch level!"

As expected, everyone in the conference hall's expressions changed rapidly when they heard that there was a hostile strongman at the monarch level.

"Hehehe, it's quite challenging." Bourne smiled, showing no fear at all.

Everyone except the "Angel of Power" Bourne was very nervous. Only Byrne was relieved because the information conveyed by Darren and others was so important.

Everything in the early stages of the war was a race against time.

If the powerful monarchs of Rhea arrive at Fein City before the reinforcements, led by the powerful monarchs in the middle position, they are likely to break through the barrier with a blitzkrieg and directly capture Fein City. Then they may even occupy the city as a stronghold to contain Syat.

Then, everything will be different.

“Here they come!”

Viscount Best suddenly widened his eyes, looked towards the sky and roared!

(End of this chapter)