Chapter 490: Spreading Faith
The setting sun was at its brightest, and the sky above the city was shrouded in a thick layer of blood-red light, which was slightly dazzling.
Crown took Bast and sat on Arcturus' back and ran out of Shattrath City.
Eliza leaned against the window of the study, and with tenderness in her eyes she watched her husband rush into the snowstorm. The snowstorm was much smaller than before, but the snow was thicker.
Clown had decided that after the black cat advanced, she would keep it by her side.
The giant bear of the North is too huge to be with her all the time, but Buster is small and can be treated as a pet cat and follow her all the time.
With two fifth-level extraordinary creatures together, her safety will be better guaranteed.
Crown rushed into the snowstorm, and wherever he went, the snowstorm made way for him.
Compared with the previous few days, Big Bear's strength has improved further, and the time it took to reach the destination this time was half as fast as the first trip.
Clown found a flatter area near the location where he built the magic circle last time, and quickly built a magic circle using the same method.
The magic circle used by the Northern Giant Bear is completely different, which is determined by the different physiques of the two beast trainers.
When the prelude was over, he waved to Buster.
At this moment, the black cat was squatting beside the feet of the BJ giant bear with a silly and cute look on his face. The two monsters, one black and one white, with a huge difference in size, stood in the wind and snow, and both pairs of eyes were shining with crystal light.
The giant northern bear showed an anthropomorphic smirk on his face, raised his palm-leaf-fan-sized bear paw and gently pushed the black cat.
"Meow", the black cat was not satisfied with the big white bear's actions. It scolded proudly and jumped into its owner's arms nimbly.
Shallow cat paw prints were left on the soft snow.
"Perform well and you will have a new life."
Crown stroked the cat for a while, pried open its mouth, and put the calculated dose of medicine into its mouth.
The black cat did not struggle and swallowed the medicine obediently.
The Fire Cube flew out and turned into a flying cage, putting the black cat in it and flying to the center of the magic circle.
"Meow" the black cat scratched the fence in panic, jumping up and down.
Crown activated the magic circle, then stroked his chest with his hand and gave the black cat a reassuring look, and the cat's emotions gradually stabilized.
The potion began to take effect, and at the same time the magic circle was fully activated. The silver energy circuit flickered, and the runes embedded in it emitted a faint blue light, and the temperature nearby dropped a few degrees.
"Meow."
The black cat howled once more, its voice sonorous and with a lingering heroic tone.
It felt the blood in its body begin to boil, and the spiritual power in its body continued to rise. At a level it could not perceive, its genes were quietly changing.
Crown nodded slightly. He had done everything he could. The next thing would be left to Buster.
From an ordinary beast to where he is today, there must be a vigorous vitality supporting his bones and blood.
If you can make it, you will enjoy the glory again. If you can't, you will be buried in this land of ice and snow.
In fact, he was very confident that the black cat could overcome this hurdle. The benefits of spirit control were two-way. The trainers strengthened him, but also gained benefits from him.
He was already at the Gold Level of Stigmata, and the benefits of invisibility he gained from taming beasts were numerous.
Clown did not stay here any longer. He flew to the side to practice breathing techniques like he did last time. However, Arcturus squatted outside the magic circle, staring at his friend intently with a worried look in his eyes.
It has a deep understanding of the heart-wrenching pain during the advancement process.
The big bear would occasionally roar a few times, as if to cheer on his little friends.
A night passed. When Clown came to the magic circle again, he saw that the magic circle's light had dimmed. In the cage, the black cat growled stubbornly, its eyes were like two silver light bulbs, and its golden vertical pupils emitted a cold light.
Its fur was wet and its feet were bright red.
The fire cube flew over the cage and took the cage back. The moment the cage disappeared, the black cat suddenly jumped up and pounced on the cube, with a cold light flashing on its sharp claws.
The little thing is quite vindictive, and it seems that there is not much hindrance in its advancement.
Crown smiled, time stopped, and the black cat was suspended in the air.
He reached out and grabbed the cat's neck. The Rubik's Cube was at level six. If the two sides attacked, the cat would be no match.
The black cat's ultimate secret technique is to shock and devour the soul, but it is difficult for it to achieve results by attacking across boundaries.
The silver fire cube changed into a ghost face, as if mocking, and before the black cat could make any further moves, the cube entered Crown's body.
"Let's go, let's go back."
Clown held the kitten in his arms and rode on the big white bear, heading towards the city of Shattrath.
He felt the cat's current condition and fed it some mind-clearing potion.
They returned to Moya Castle. Eliza saw the kitten in a somewhat listless state and immediately picked it up with heartache. Blood stained her white robe. The kitten was a silver-level creature, and its blood had not yet coagulated in the ice and snow.
"Is it okay? It doesn't look well."
Eliza took the white dry towel from the servant and began to wipe the blood off the cat's body.
"It's okay, it's just overdrawn. It will recover soon after resting for a while. Go and give it a bath."
Clown leaned down again and stared into the cat's eyes: "From now on, you will stay by Eliza's side and protect her with all your ability. Do you understand?"
"Meow," the black cat agreed without hesitation. Its master's majesty was growing day by day, and it was instinctively a little afraid.
That is the blood suppression of lower-level creatures by higher-level creatures. Its sensing ability is too strong, so it is terrifying. People like Arcturus, a fool, and Fujin, a rough guy, don't have this awareness.
The next day, Klauen quietly left Shattrath, and with him left a giant golden bird.
Fujin's size is getting bigger and bigger, and he can be used as a mount.
After identifying the direction, they sped towards the Kingdom of Ribia.
The wind and snow became weaker and weaker, and by the time we entered the territory of Ribia, no snowflakes were falling.
Bathed in the sunset, Crown came to the vicinity of a city. He overlooked the most mechanized steel city in the kingdom and watched the brutal fighting below.
Countless monsters with dog heads and human bodies attacked the city like black waves.
At the edge of the city, many bodies were lying in piles.
Sporadic fires lit up in the city. Powerful shells fired one after another and landed among the monsters, causing blood and flesh to fly everywhere. However, there were always some strong high-level monsters that remained unharmed in the explosion.
Three huge metal golems that were more than ten meters tall were waving huge iron rods that were almost as tall as them and smashing them hard on the ground. Many ogre monsters were smashed into meat paste.
However, the situation of the golem was also precarious. Gnolls kept clinging to the golem, leaving deep marks on it with just their sharp claws and fangs.
The last ray of sunlight disappeared. In the diffuse gray fog, the eyes of the dog-headed men emitted a faint blue light. The brutal battle continued.
The city's protective magic circle was dim, and it kept shaking under the constant attack of the ogres, like a candle in the wind, as if it would shatter in the next moment, but it still existed tenaciously, providing the last refuge for the city.
The elderly Cardinal Scott Guzman stood on the outer city wall, his hair and beard turning snowy.
He glanced at the Crusader soldiers around him with pity, feeling sad.
Ever since the destruction of Lantimat Cathedral, these dog-headed monsters have begun to proliferate, and the Kingdom of Ribia has fallen into complete chaos.
Only one in ten of the Golden Family's bloodline remains, and there is no powerful extraordinary person to become the leader of the family, so the family has lost actual control over the church and the kingdom.
Without a unified command, each parish fought on its own and cities were constantly captured by the enemy.
Now, this disaster seems to befall the city of Zocalo. The city’s stockpile of ammunition is running out, and all they can rely on now is the flesh and blood of the soldiers.
'God of Knowledge, have you heard the prayers of your humble believers? Please have mercy on these unfortunate people who are about to suffer misfortune.'
Scott prayed briefly, tightened his armor that was stained with black and red blood, raised his shield and hammer, and shouted: "My Lord's most loyal warriors, behind the city wall is our home, inside is my Lord's temple, our relatives and friends.
There is no mistake in the poem, post, content, and read the book on 6, 9, and bar!
We have no way to retreat, and the only way we can fight to the death is to buy a glimmer of hope for our loved ones.
We will win! "
The energy in the city's protective magic circle is no longer sufficient. If the enemy is allowed to continue attacking, the magic circle will be destroyed.
At that time, even if you try your best, you will be powerless to change the situation.
“We will win!”
The roar of the mountains and the sea reached the sky, and the voices were filled with determination and sadness. After many days of fighting, the soldiers realized that after this battle, they didn't know how many of them would be able to survive.
The people in the city heard the echoing voice and burst into tears. They didn't know how many people would lose their sons, husbands, and fathers . They also held simple weapons in their hands. If the monsters attacked the city, these weapons would defend the last dignity and glory of the believers of the God of Knowledge.
Scott activated the magic circle in his armor and walked down the city wall, with the warriors following him gathering behind him.
The city gate was opened, and he saw another golem fall down, leaving only the last one able to fight.
He gripped his shield tightly, roared, and rushed out:
"For Oghma, kill!"
His shield lit up with a brilliant light, and the warriors behind him became excited as if they had been injected with chicken blood, and followed him closely: "Kill!"
The two torrents collided with each other, the dazzling holy light and the black magic circle collided with each other, and people fell down in groups like harvested wheat.
The same goes for the kobolds. They were wiped out in large numbers, but their numbers were simply too great. In the end, humans would inevitably be the defeated side in a bloody fight.
The softness in Crown's heart was touched, and he patted Fukin's neck. The big bird quacked and swooped down from the sky.
A string of golden fireballs composed of solar laws spewed out of its mouth and landed on the dog-headed man's position.
Perhaps because it is too big, it is only a dozen meters above the ground.
A dog-headed man over three meters tall rose into the sky and instantly blocked Fukin's path like a cannonball.
It raised its thick arms and made a grappling gesture, its black claws flashing with cold light, its eyes showing cruel coldness, saliva dripping from its mouth, as if it was thinking about how to deal with this golden bird.
This is a fifth-level kobold, no wonder he is so arrogant. Klauen stretched out his hand, and a peculiarly shaped blade appeared in his hand, it was the Ashbringer.
When the dog-headed man saw that there was a person sitting on the bird's back, he felt a flash of golden light before his eyes, followed by darkness.
Two pieces of burning meat fell from the sky and were burned to ashes as they fell.
Scott discovered the battle, his eyes lit up and he shouted:
"Warriors, we have reinforcements! We will win!"
He didn't know if they were reinforcements, but being able to help them in such a dangerous situation was a huge favor.
The golden fireball touched the ground, and an explosion more exaggerated than a bomb explosion was heard.
Crown put away the Ashbringer, patted Fujin, and shouted, "Lift off!"
It was too close to the ground and his vision was not good enough. Besides, the efficiency of using Ashbringer to kill monsters was too low and it was not as refreshing as releasing Spear of the Sun.
"Quack," the crow cried and flew up into the sky.
The gray fog was so thick that the big golden bird disappeared from everyone's sight.
Immediately afterwards, golden lightning tore through the darkness and landed behind the ogres' position. Golden mushroom clouds rose up, lighting up the night sky, and a large number of ogres were vaporized in the hot waves of laws.
The huge impact blew Boscotte away, and his eyes were filled with golden light.
This... This level of law energy is probably something that even a sixth-level transcendent cannot achieve.
After the explosion, when the dust settled, most of the ogres who were still standing were gone, and the remaining ones were enough for humans to deal with.
"I am the God of Light. My name is Crown Moya. My followers will establish the Ming Cult in Shattrath City in the Kingdom of Farouk. It originally belonged to the Rhine Diocese."
After doing a good deed, Crown left the divine name openly and continued to fly towards the Lantimat Cathedral.
His deep and steady voice echoed in the sky, with the lingering sound.
When the battle was over, Scott organized his troops and returned to the city. He was thinking about the God of Light, and his heart was like a thousand horses galloping.
The God of Light, a title that no one had ever heard of, but he was very familiar with the name of Clown Moya, the first sixth-order transcendent in the entire continent.
Farouk Kingdom, that icy land actually gave birth to living beings? !
He felt that this world was too crazy. They had lost contact with the great God of Knowledge, and the Kingdom of Farouk must have also lost contact with the Lord of Fire. But he never expected that another god would appear.
The residents of the city were also talking about it, and the title of the Glorious God took root in their hearts.
At this moment, Crown was sitting on Fokine's back, thinking about the rescue of the city that had just been carried out.
He felt that his appearance was good. His strong action when humanity was in dire straits would surely plant the seeds of faith in the hearts of many people.
At that time, he was the lifeline for those soldiers who fought bravely despite knowing they were unbeatable, and he was the hope in despair.
Overall, the effect is full.
(End of this chapter)