On the vast plain, billowing smoke and dust rose from the earth like wolf smoke, making the blue sky dark, and the earth trembled gently, and the reason was that a huge army was marching on the plain.

"It's the first time I've seen so many people come together!

In an array that was following the troops, a young man in full-body armor poked his head, he could not see much, because he could only look directly in front of him, occasionally looking around with his peripheral vision,

But even so, he was amazed by everything he saw, a big scene he had never seen in his life. Such a crowded side made him excited and feel excited.

"If you make it back to your hometown alive, what will happen from today will not only be remembered for a lifetime, but you will be able to brag about it for a lifetime. ”

An officer riding a war beast and maintaining a neat queue happened to hear the exclamation of the soldiers under his command, and couldn't help but respond seriously.

"Uh, sir, what do you mean by that?"

Originally, there were still some high-spirited, ambitious, and full of good expectations for their future, but at this time, they panicked.

"Just think about it with your poor little brain. We are going to war, and with so many troops sent by the big men above, one can imagine how strong our enemies will be.

When the time comes, if we really fight, let alone you, even I won't be much better than you. ”

"Then what should we do?" the soldiers who heard the officer's words stirred. All are a little restless.

"What are you panicking about? This war is a holy war, and all the heroic souls who die in this war will return to the arms of your belief in the gods, and then receive eternal life in the kingdom of the gods. ”

The officer let out a disapproving reprimand, his demeanor was not much fear or panic, he knew that the probability of surviving this war was not high, but he was a devout believer, and death was not the end for him, but a new beginning.

"Is this true? After we die in battle, we can go to the kingdom of the gods and enjoy eternal life. ”

Some soldiers couldn't help but raise a small question about this matter, after all, for those of them at the bottom, the gods high above were like a distant dream.

Biographies that preach the power of the gods are more like legends to them. Being able to travel to the realm of the gods after death felt a bit ethereal for them.

"Of course it's true, if you look at how many armies there are around us, except for the great knights, no matter which monarch they are, they don't have such appeal.

Your Majesty jointly issued an oracle promising that all who died in this war would receive eternal life after death.

Note, however, that only warrior spirits are eligible for this, and if it is due to other things, such as being killed by an enemy's bow and arrow while fleeing, with their back to the enemy, it does not count. ”

"Hahaha!"

When the serious-faced officer said such a joke, it immediately caused a laugh that was neither high nor low,

And the eyes of the soldiers who were confirmed again were filled with flames called fighting spirit. The great gods have made promises to them, so what is there to fear?

Wow!

While the group of soldiers were talking and laughing, the flying war beasts swarmed, hissing, like dark clouds, drifting through the sky, leaving large shadows on the ground.

......

Kill!

In a hilly terrain that is uneven and unsuitable for a battlefield, two armies that suddenly encounter each other, after confirming each other's identities, start a battle without any preparation.

And the battle directly entered the white heat at the beginning, and the soldiers on both sides fought to the death, and most of them looked extremely fanatical.

Because this is a war caused by the contradiction between the gods, most of the armies participating in the war have a certain belief base, and the proportion of believers in them has reached more than half.

Under the guidance of a group of devout disciples who are not afraid of death at all, the rest of the soldiers, even if they have doubts, will be coerced to charge the enemy together, and then start fighting for their lives, on the battlefield, even the commander, there is not much choice.

The sound of the blade piercing into the flesh echoed on the battlefield at every moment, and the instinctive screams and wails of the living before they died came and went, like a mournful music.

This is a miserable scene like the hell of Shura. Two faithful and hostile armies fought each other more fiercely than any secular army.

Both sides are heretics of each other, and they are eager to get rid of them as soon as possible, and there is no possibility of compromise on either side, unless one of them is defeated by the gods they believe in, otherwise the war will only go on forever.

"Muria!"

A soft call rang in Muria's ears, and the gods, whose eyes were filled with the horrors of the battlefields, turned their heads slightly to look at their companions.

"I'm here, you say. ”

"Can you change the mode of war? I don't like the war that is being waged now. The number of those who pray in My Kingdom is increasing almost all the time. ”

The goddess, who is in charge of the light, but is extremely belligerent, asked. Although the number of those who pray for the union in His kingdom is increasing, He does not rejoice in it as much as the ordinary believers in God, she only grieves.

The believers who provide faith to the gods should have a better life with the help of the gods' might, but under the desires of the gods, they are reduced to miserable consumables.

“...... How do you want to fight?" asked Muria, who was silent for a while.

"Directly fight the other party's gods, I can be the vanguard!" Micaliala was simple and direct. To his enemies, he is an invincible Valkyrie, but for his followers, he wants to be a competent god.

"I can't win, I've tried. ”

Muria shook her head slowly, he didn't know what Michael was thinking.

Because of his thoughts, the fate of hundreds of realms and tens of billions of living beings has been changed, and hundreds of thousands of intelligent beings have fallen every moment because of the battle of faith.

Only the most devout believers are eligible to enter the realm of the gods, enjoying the so-called eternal life promised by the gods, but in fact they are reduced to "small batteries" that provide faith. When the invokers exhaust the soul's potential, that is when they dissipate.

If He hadn't had such thoughts, under the rule of the gods, the victory of hundreds of realms might not have been better than it is now, but it would definitely not be worse. Because war is always the worst, there is no one.

“......”

This time, it was Michaelella's turn to be silent, and now she really didn't know what to do, she felt sad for the believers who had died in battle, and felt pity for what had happened to them.

But she couldn't do anything real except to gather the group of people who had devout beliefs and were qualified to enter the kingdom of God.

Because He knew that this war meant a lot to her partner, and it was a war that would stake the couple's future and determine their future achievements.

This is a war that they can only win and cannot lose, so an armistice is absolutely impossible, and it is equally impossible to change the way of war.

As Muria said, he had already tried, and their side did not have much of an advantage in terms of power at the top. So it is only through the bottom that the upper layer can be influenced, and thus the victory.

The foundation of the existence of the gods is the intelligent beings living in the realm, and if a large number of believers die, even the gods will fall to the gods and lose everything.

Of course, the loss of believers is a very serious matter for pure faith in the gods, but for the sun god, an ancient god born from the beginning, it does not hurt the roots, but only the loss of part of the power, and it is harmless.

However, Muria never expected to be able to influence him through the war of faith, as long as he could reduce the god's wings as much as possible, and when the time came, he could lead a group of gods to besiege this lonely god.

But the premise of all this is that Muria must win the war, or else the sun god will come and beat him with his own gods.

"Actually, there is another way. ”

Seeing the silent partner, Muria felt a little unbearable. Although he doesn't like to let his followers sacrifice their lives for him, he can make such a determination as an emperor.

"What else can you do?" Micaliaira looked up, slightly confused.

"Now I want to be promoted again, it's impossible in a short period of time, but you can. Stop the war, wait until you are promoted to a powerful divine power, and we will join forces to take down the sun god, there will be absolutely no problem. ”

Muria spoke of His solution – stalling for time.

With the priesthood controlled by Michaella, the potential is absolutely there, and if there is enough faith, there is not much problem in promoting powerful divine powers, but it will take time.

"Instead of choosing to exhaust resources to cultivate me, why don't you choose your two gods? Whether it's the Feather Fire God or the Elven King, they are only one step away from being promoted to a powerful godpower. ”

"After all, they are only my gods, not my companions. And after they are promoted, are they really willing to be driven by me to continue to be for me?"

"Part of their priesthood is in your hands, and you're still wary of them?"

"It's not that I am on guard, if they have the ability and can be promoted by their own ability, I will naturally not be hindered at all, but if you want me to concentrate resources on cultivating them, I can't do it. ”

"So you'd rather spend more resources on training me?" Micaliella couldn't help but laugh, she didn't know what to say about her partner.

"Well, only in this way will our Divine Court be more deterrent, and after your promotion. Even if those two guys are promoted, they will be honest and do a lot of duty, and they won't have too many crooked thoughts. ”

"I suddenly remembered, have you forgotten a being?"

"Huh?"

"The student you accepted, I remember you commented on him to me, you said that he would definitely be able to become a powerful divine power in less than a thousand years, in this case, now you are so lacking in high-end combat power, why don't you go and find that student of yours?"

"It's true that I'm his teacher, but I was forced to accept it at the beginning, and now he doesn't recognize me or not, and even if he does, he won't necessarily listen to me. ”

"If I don't recognize you, you just need to be strong again. ”