Glancing at Andrei who was standing aside, he smiled and said: "Andrei's idea is very correct, before we have the absolute superiority of the power to easily defeat our enemies, we must be forbearant and learn to be humble, our tragic history has taught us - we must be careful, careful, and careful that our enemies are not only monks, but also those evil dark creatures, they are also our invincible enemies."
Tsett's eyes turned red when he spoke of dark creatures - he would never forget the time when the angels and the monks of the Heavenly Star were in flames, and those dark creatures that were full of evil and stench suddenly appeared from the other dimension, and then indiscriminately launched a merit against both warring parties at the same time Those stupid dark creatures who only knew how to kill, when they found that the blood of angels could quickly increase their strength, they had a long time to take angels as delicious prey If it weren't for the dark creatures stirring up the situation, maybe the angel clan wouldn't have lost so badly, losing so badly that they almost never had the power to turn over Shaking his head, Tst smiled and admonished all the high-ranking clergy, including Gullitt I—the angels were great and invincible, but the enemy was also powerful, and their evil power was not to be underestimated.
The Angel Clan now has an extremely thin bloodline, and they can't afford to lose too many manpower, so they have to be careful in everything they do "Until we have absolute certainty of destroying the enemy, all temptations must cease Angela's suffering, which is the best warning for us," finally Trent told the people of the Holy See: "Look for opportunities, gather strength, and never act rashly."
Without complete certainty, we are not allowed to reveal the strength we have now."
"It is your will that is our will," Gullitt I, Andrew, Amphit, Angela and other clergy bowed and bowed.
Tst looked at these devout believers with satisfactionNo, not only devout believers, when these believers fused the angel holy blood brought by Cert, they became the clansmen of the angel clan, although their bloodline is a little thin, but the bloodline of the angel clan has an extremely wonderful caste, and the bloodline in their bodies will gradually become stronger, give Cit enough time, and the once extremely powerful angel clan will regain its foothold at the peak of the universe As long as Tst is given enough time, the Angels will definitely be able to regain their former strength.
The thought of the Earth Federation's 50 billion people made Tzter tremble with excitement - time, give him time, give him enough time While imagining the bright future of the Angel Clan in the future, several panting priests hurriedly ran in: "Your Excellency the Great Tzter, Your Majesty, Your Excellency the Cardinal Essenmillimore of the Church of the Three Spirits in Paris is calling for help, a group of evil dark creatures are hunting him and a devout believer who has taken refuge in the Holy See."
Creatures of darkness, hunt-and-kill, cardinals, believers Tsit, who did not know the specific rules and regulations of the Holy See, roared wildly: "The evil creatures of darkness must destroy them" However, Gullit's eyes lit up when he knew about the papal patronage system, and he hurriedly asked: "The reason for the believers who can make Essena Moore personally dispatch" Worthy of being the current pope of the Holy See, Gullitt I went straight to the heart of the matter as soon as he opened his mouth, and the believers who deserve the personal protection of the cardinal archbishop of the Holy See must have great value in him.
The cardinal is not a mercenary bodyguard like a potato cabbage in a defense company, and not everyone is worthy of a cardinal A priest replied respectfully: "That believer is willing to donate 10 billion in cash to God to save the faithful of the Holy See, and he has an extremely important Romance information on him" None of the clergy present with 10 billion cash paid attention to this kind of thing that was too smooth for them to wipe their butts.
The important intelligence of the Romans is worth the intelligence that the Alliance of the Gods sent an elite to attack the church and rob, the value of this information is far more than the so-called 10 billion cash, which can force a cardinal archbishop to abandon the church he is responsible for, and the force of hasty escape, in the Alliance of the Gods, it is an absolute elite force, and the value of this information can be imagined.
André approached the confused Tsert, explained the details of the asylum system to Tsert, and analyzed the stakes for him.
Tsert's eyes lit up, he retracted the six wings behind his back, and shouted, "So, which Essen shall we pick up?"
Andrei hurriedly added: "Your Excellency Essenmillimore" Tsett laughed, "Well, let's go and pick up Essenmillimol."
Three minutes later, the elite of the Holy See swarmed out, and three heavy assault boats, surrounded by a large number of maglev combat vehicles, met Gu Yuru and his party, who had fled from Paris to the Vatican.
In space, two Federation-owned military satellites locked onto the small team, but when the officers of the military department's intelligence department saw the silver cross badge on the battleship, they immediately turned the two satellites and all the surveillance instruments in the nearby airspace far away.
Seventy kilometers north of the Vatican, under a hill full of olive trees, on a four-lane highway by a winding river, a fiery battle has just broken out.
More than 200 elite soldiers wearing digital camouflage uniforms methodically besieged a group of more than 50 clergymen in gray robes, and this group of clergymen armed with various light and heavy guns stood dead on a small hill, taking advantage of the terrain to fight with the more than 200 soldiers.
Both sides used heavy weapons, such as anti-tank missiles, and occasionally a few stray bullets landed on the nearby hills, and large olive trees tumbled into the air, turning into countless fragments in the air.
On the west side of this battle-hardened hill, in a grove of olive trees more than thirty years old, a herd of minotaurs and werewolves was happily chopping around a dozen or so bloodied papal knights.
The so-called happy slashing means that the papal knights present are only passively defending, relying on the heavy shield of the holy power defense in their hands to resist the enemy's attack with difficulty; Without the slightest worry, the minotaurs and werewolves raised their axes and swords to form a circle, and slashed at the papal knights in the encirclement like chopping vegetables.
With the clanging of the clud, the papal knights kept spitting blood from their mouths.
The enemy's strength was so strong that the internal organs of these elite papal knights were shattered.
A black-robed dark spell stood on a hill beside him, smiling and smiling for these minotaurs and werewolves.
As long as a papal knight is slightly negligent, as long as there is a slight mistake in the holy power light shield on his body, a dark spell will immediately fall on him.
The dark spells blessed with various negative effects do not directly hurt people, but they greatly weaken the combat effectiveness of these elite knights.
Any papal knight who was hit by a dark spell was like a brute who had been drained of energy by a woman, and was immediately chopped into meat sauce by a big axe and sword.
In a small river valley about two kilometers south of this group of papal knights desperately resisting, His Excellency Cardinal Esenmmor was panting to resist the combined attack of two dark mages.
Gu Yu stomped behind Essen's millimore like a chick that had just come out of the nest, and kept letting out hoarse screams.
He hugged Essen's thighs and kept screaming: "Great bishop, I will add money, I will give you more money, you must protect me, you must protect me."
Gu Yuru's two hands grabbed and buckled on Essen's thighs, and while Essen's moore was supporting the crumbling shield of holy light, he continued to shoot out all kinds of powerful magic to attack the enemy, and at the same time, he also had to attack Gu Yuru's hairy hands and feet, and for a while he had the illusion of flying all over the sky.
An angry kick stomped Gu Yuru on the ground, and Essen hissed and scolded: "Shut up for me, this is already the territory of the Holy See, and reinforcements will arrive soon."
As if to counterprove Essen's words, three jet-black bolts of lightning fell from the sky, blasting the shield of holy light on his body to pieces.
Essenmo screamed, he hurriedly took out a scroll that emitted powerful holy power fluctuations, glanced at the nine white feathers on the scroll with heartache, gritted his teeth and tore the scroll.
The ninth-level group defense spell Holy Angel Guardian was activated, and a white light that was several kilometers thick sprinkled from the sky, and nearly a hundred angels with white brilliance all around them, purely condensed by the energy of the light caste, flapped their radiant wings and slowly descended from the sky.
Nine angels surrounded Essenmmour, forming a powerful guardian circle, while the other angels hovered behind a papal knight and clergyman, their thick white armor firmly enveloping them.
The Holy See's clergy cheered with joy Overwhelmed by the minotaurs and werewolves, the Papal Knights suddenly skyrocketed in strength, and they launched a counterattack with cheers.
The sudden increase in strength caught the besieging minotaurs and werewolves off guard, and several of the minotaurs who rushed to the front were knocked off with their axes, leaving deep wounds on them by the papal knights, and blood arrows spewed out from the bodies of these blood-filled minotaurs.
The clergy armed with guns jumped up even more arrogantly, and they launched a counterattack against the enemy more than 100 meters away with various guns.
Anti-tank missiles bombarded their bodies just to make them stumble; Large-caliber gun grenades simply can't even make their bodies at all; The bullets of the large-caliber sniper rifles barely splashed on the Holy Light armor on their bodies, and then disappeared without a trace; Ordinary bullets couldn't even shake the thick layer of Holy Light armor.
A ninth-level protective magic quickly turned the tide of battle, and a counterattack launched by Esenmmmore's subordinates killed a minotaur, seven werewolves, and more than eighty elite warriors in just two minutes.
The two dark mages besieging Esen-Moore laughed sadly, and instead of launching a frantic attack, they turned into two black clouds of smoke and retreated hundreds of meters behind.
Esen looked at the enemy who was chasing him all the way in amazement, and he didn't dare to relax in the slightest with a scroll of an eighth-level single attack magic in his hand.
To be continued: