Only three against one, or even five against one, could maintain a balance. Yet, even so, compared to the larger and more ferocious Flying Dragon Species on the other side, these specially selected Griffons, blessed and strengthened through generations, were no match, almost treated as food by the flying dragon monsters across.
Woo—
A deep, heavy horn sounded. Short-distance teleportation gates opened at the edge of Elisium, and Dragonized Giants, towering over twenty ters tall, erged from these gates with heavy steps.
The shock brought by armored giants surpassed any well-equipped human Knight Order. The advantage of size was undoubtedly evident on such a large battlefield.
Especially when the giants ford formations to charge, it was like an insurmountable tal wall; no matter how strong and renowned the knight, colliding with this wall would only end up crushed into pulp.
"Damn it!"
Edward, charging on the battlefield with his knight entourage, cursed in anger. His target was naturally not those terrifying and troubleso Dragonized Giants but rather the forces of civilian resistance he identified.
Though setting foot on the crusade against heresy was for the glory of the Divine, even if it ant dying in the battle and ascending to the Divine Country, living a little longer in the Mortal World would be better. Besides, he didn’t flee from the battlefield, still charging towards the enemy.
"For the Holy Dragon Emperor!"
A charging Apocalypse Knight on horseback, lance in hand, was an awe-inspiring existence in his world.
Because any Apocalypse Knight, with a full charge, couldn’t be stopped even by thick city gates, and city walls would be breached and collapsed, a terrifying presence capable of breaching a city alone.
But in the corner of this city’s edge, on this street, the Apocalypse Knight, having reached his utmost speed in charge, found his lance, capable of blasting open city gates, blocked and broken by a seemingly young, youthful-faced boy.
"This is impossible!"
Falling off his horse, Edward looked in disbelief at the youth approaching with a Long Blade, without any War Armor, and scread internally.
According to his judgnt, his lance should have pierced through this youth, impaled on its tip, but instead, his weapon was cut, and he was knocked off his horse, suffering considerable shock.
"My first battle achievent!"
The fire-like intensity in the youth’s eyes, along with its deep-seated desire, made Edward shiver. It prompted the battle-tested knight to draw his sword; he refused to end like this, dying at the hands of a seemingly juvenile heresy.
Yet, as two tallic weapons clashed and sparkled brilliantly, a massive surge of astonishnt and confusion arose once again,
"How can this be? This shouldn’t be, utterly impossible!"
His past experiences and daily accumulations seed useless at this mont, and even Edward couldn’t help but doubt his current judgnt abilities.
Because the young boy before him shouldn’t have been able to block him; they weren’t even in the sa Realm. Clearly, a heresy that he could end with a casual blow was able to stand against him and pose a lethal threat.
"No, sothing’s wrong, this land is the problem, it’s the heresy’s country!"
Edward suddenly looked up at the sky, just in ti to see a Griffin, its chest pierced open, fall helplessly from the sky.
Word Spirit·Dragon Realm
Word Spirit·Loyal Army Servant
From the top of the Tower, Noah watched the sudden eruption of invasion and conflict at the distant city edge with a serene expression, overlooking the battlefield but not intending to intervene, rely opening two Word Spirit Domains.
Under the overlap of the two Domains, with Noah’s current status, even a Dragon-man child babbling words could easily stab a non-Dragon Clan Heavy Knight to death as long as they could wield a knife.
This was the support Noah provided to his followers; as long as they dared to charge and fight, they could reap rewards on the battlefield. Even if they were unfortunate to die, the Heroic Spirit Hall would open its doors to them.
"Have you found out? Whose Church is this?"
Unconcerned about the outco of a predetermined conflict, Noah shifted his gaze to the Commander of the Dragon Guards, who was already kneeling on one knee.
"The Lord of Burning, it is His Church force. According to our investigation and Soul Search, this Church holds a dominating position in their current Plane and is a core place of faith for this Divine."
"Hmm."
Facing a clear targeting by a Divine, Noah showed no surprise or unease, having anticipated it long before,
"Gugefer, have you locked onto their Plane coordinates?"
Noah lowered his head, and the next mont, a cheerful voice responded.
"It’s locked!"
"Good! Since it’s locked, there’s no need to humor them any longer."
Although Noah couldn’t figure out why the Church’s army under this Divine would open the invading Space Gate on the edge of Elisium, since they proactively put their necks on the chopping block, it wouldn’t be courteous not to bring the knife down.
Buzz! Buzz! Buzz!
Golden-hued round mirrors rose over Mage City, and under Noah’s control, all the mirrors slowly aid towards the direction of the invading Church force.
Fla Sun Mirror!
It partially shared a na with a now historical Divine, but it was originally prepared by Noah’s foster mother for when he had not yet ascended to the level of Legend Golden Dragon, a strategic Magic-guided Device capable of amplifying attacks.
After ascending to Legend, Noah mostly discarded these mirrors as unnecessary. He didn’t need them for long-range strikes.
However, the current situation was too tempting for Noah. On a whim, he activated these Magic-guided Devices, which otherwise could only serve a commorative purpose.
Word Spirit·Candle Sun
The long-unused Word Spirit, and it seed a third eye opened on Noah’s forehead at this mont, with a Divine Mark hidden within the forehead bone shining and channeling power, evenly distributed into the Fla Sun Mirror.
Noah once needed to amplify the power of the Word Spirit using the Fla Sun Mirror, but now, as an adult Ancestor Dragon, he had to dilute the Power of Word Spirit to prevent it from lting these mirrors, which held significant commorative value.
Boom! Boom! Boom!
Pure Gold streaks cut across the sky, the power once capable of severely damaging Legendary creatures and intimidating the Hell Legion now reappeared but far stronger than in the past.
To everything they touched, whether substance or life, resistance seed futile, instantly vaporized and reduced to ashes.
The battlefield, where shouts and screams once soared, quieted noticeably as the army on one side was gradually erased, like a supre Heavenly God transford the power of the Fla Sun into an eraser, wiping away everything unsightly on the map.
"Trap! It’s a trap!"
"Ambush! This is outright a conspiracy!"
The Church’s military, which hadn’t achieved any strategic victory from the opening of the Space Gate to the end, was collapsing. Although the remnants still resisted, all the armies retreated, starting to question this crusade.
The Church’s loss was heavy, monuntal even, and more than words could describe. They were like cannon fodder, plunged into the heretic territory unknowingly, used to probe the heresy.
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