Volume 1 Chapter 341: Holy Shield City, the Kind Church of Light
The City of Grace has averted the fatal crisis.
The Land of God's Grace team, which has set out on the journey to the Federation of Hope, has also approached the territory of the Federation of Hope.
On the other side of the border of the Federation of Hope, the orcs' iron hooves are trampling on this last country besides the Kingdom of Klei.
The clarion call of war is getting closer and closer.
Hope in the Federation.
All civilians were in a tense mood.
Millions of orcs' iron hooves, the incomparably powerful army of God's Grace...these two parties are the biggest crisis for the Federation of Hope in thousands of years.
Facing the approaching powerful enemy, the royal family of the Hope Federation still enjoys themselves in the palace.
The royal family of the Hope Federation, which has never had real power for countless years, is not at all worried. No matter who takes over the Hope Federation, they are just an insignificant puppet family anyway.
And those churches...
Most popes in churches have already been doing one thing before the land of grace comes - praying.
They pray for the protection of the gods and always believe that the gods will provide them with help.
Of course, these churches are not without preparations for defense.
Although the ancient churches have been in decline for a long time, they still have ancient heritage. Under the protection of the gods, they always have a strong power. The ancient legions belonging to various churches still have many armies formed by fanatics.
These fanatics, who dedicated their souls and lives to the gods, put on the armor that once represented their glory.
Unlike other countries facing the invasion of the Land of Grace, the church even looks forward to the arrival of the Land of Grace.
Because after thousands of years of absence, they can once again defend their faith in God with their lives and glory.
Confident armies marched towards the two borders of the Federation of Hope.
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vedre province.
As soon as they set foot on this land, the demihuman army of the Land of God's Grace ran into trouble.
There is a city called Holy Shield.
The Church of Light, which believes in Apollo, the God of Light, is located in this city.
The believers of Light dressed in white robes stood on the city wall. After the gods descended to the world again, the ancient Church of Light regained some of its former glory in a short time.
There is a huge magic circle in the sky above the Holy Shield City, and the dazzling light always shines on the Holy Shield City regardless of day or night.
Laurel trees hang in the sky, and dolphins can be seen leaping in the colorful white clouds.
A huge phantom shield stood above the Holy Shield City, and a protective shield emitting divine power enveloped the city.
The believers, holding staffs engraved with angel patterns, chanted ancient spells in low voices.
The army of the Land of God's Grace was stationed far away outside the Holy Shield City.
They have tried to attack this city no less than three times.
Unfortunately, the defense of Holy Shield City was far beyond their imagination!
Even the immense strength of the Cyclops, or even Marcus himself, could not shake the defenses of the Aegis City.
What makes it difficult for the Land of Grace to take action is that the believers of the Holy Shield City are... too nice.
For example, now...
Big Stick was standing at the Holy Shield City's shield unwillingly, and was smashing the Holy Shield City's defense viciously with a hundred-meter-long stick.
He had been doing the same thing non-stop for a day, with the rest of the Cyclops beside him.
Suddenly, dozens of Illuminati followers rose into the air and floated towards the edge of the shield.
Through the translucent yellow protective shield, these believers in white robes, holding angel staffs, had sorrow in their eyes, and stared at the Cyclops quietly from a close distance.
They said nothing, raised their staffs and cast spells on the Cyclops.
A white light rises.
A magic cage emitting a sacred aura enveloped the hands of the Cyclops.
Slowly, the scratches on the Cyclops' hands from the continued attacks began to heal.
After doing all this, the Cyclops lowered their heads in embarrassment, smiled innocently at the believers on the other side of the shield, and began to thank them.
Obviously, this is not the first time someone has been cured.
"I feel embarrassed to continue playing..."
In the distance, Paul's mouth twitched, looking a little embarrassed.
He has been fighting since he was a child and has fought in many battles, but this is the first time he has encountered such a situation.
"I...my spy in Holy Shield City passed on intelligence to me through special means..."
Penny, who was standing next to Paul, suddenly took a roll of parchment from a berserker in a black tights. After spreading it out, Penny took a deep breath and stammered, "The Pope of Holy Shield City, Lord Kirari, has issued an order that he cannot take action against us unless he has no other choice. He...he also decided to use love to influence us later, to awaken the kindness in our hearts and advise us to be good people..."
"puff--"
Marcus, who was drinking water from a bottle, spat out a mouthful of water and coughed violently, his face turning red.
After a long while, he calmed down the coughing in his chest and held his forehead with his hand: "The Church of Light has not been able to change this problem for countless years. In the history books, whenever the world fell into disaster or famine, they would spare no effort to rescue and did not ask for anything in return... Until now, it has been in decline for so many years, and it is still like this. It would be strange if such a kind church did not decline."
"So how do we fight now?"
Uncle Morton took a look at the majestic Holy Shield City and the Illuminati who were standing on the top of the city, very quiet without any tension, with sorrow in their eyes, and felt very uncomfortable.
After hearing Uncle Morton's words, everyone immediately turned their eyes to Borg.
This shocked Borg, who stared at his companions, "Why are you looking at me? Do you want me to do something sinister again? Why do I always have to do the bad guys? I quit!"
Borg received responses from four pairs of cold faces.
Borg swallowed his saliva, then touched his chin and said weakly: "In fact, we can do this. The members of the Church of Light are all good people. We can gather tens of thousands of civilians nearby and force the church to open the door. According to my understanding of the Church of Light, as long as we kill a few of them, the Church of Light will definitely open the gate of Holy Shield City without hesitation..."
"Borg, you are a really sinister person."
"Your bottom line as a human being has refreshed my worldview."
"I didn't expect you to be this kind of person. I think I should stay away from you."
The friendship of the 'cooperative foursome' can be easily overturned.
At this moment, a space door opened.
A cursing figure appeared.
"A kind person is often bullied, a kind horse is often ridden! Just wait, after I rule the world, I will come to destroy your hell..."
"gentlemen!"
Seeing Lynch, the 'Happy Four' and Marcus stood in awe.
As expected of a gentleman, his opening remarks coming out of the space gate were so domineering.
The moment you open your mouth, hell will be over.