Under the terrified gaze of all the battle-hardened warriors, a huge figure slowly walked out of the passage—or rather, barely "squeezed" out the portal that was incomparably huge compared to heaven and earth, but still a little too small for [her].

The tinkling silver chains were linked to form a pair of insignificant and beautiful shackles, and a long lake blue dress was like a light veil, covering a huge and perfect body.

The tall goddess's long golden hair was tied into a Scandinavian hairpin, and the astonishing complexion of the already white skin was even more dazzling, just like the snow-capped mountains under the sun and light.

"Who is it, disturbing the arcane energy, and not afraid of the consequences??!

The goddess stood up straight, the height of which even obscured the sunlight of the entire battlefield, and she looked full of anger at this time... There seems to be a hint of - panic?

This appearance itself made the entire space tremble, and even directly stood still, and it was the largest Church of True God in the entire continent, the main God of the Pure Church.

Aisha, the goddess of healing and essence who gave healing and essence to the entire continent, used the spirit body prepared by the Pure Church to possess herself at this time, and actually descended on this chaotic battlefield.

When her eyes stared at Kelly, who was still struggling to act in the space-time confinement she formed, she saw the terrifying energy surging in her body, and the wrath of the goddess came!

"Stupid!!"

The cold female voice became deafening, and what was even more terrifying was the shock of the majesty of the gods that were almost indistinguishable.

Poof-

With an eerie deflating sound, the rows of heavy armored warriors of the Imperial Legion were first unable to support them, and they fell to the ground like wheat stalks blown by a strong wind.

From every crevice in their armor, a black-red liquid oozed out, forming a swamp across the already bloody and muddy desert

Camille and their mercenaries, as well as the Sigmar heavy cavalry who were desperately chasing them, were then swept away, though the clever Brotherhood of Bittersprings warriors tried to flee the battlefield when they noticed something was wrong, and the fastest chariot almost swooped down the hill as it leaped up.

It's a pity that the pressure from the spirit is irresistible, whether it is the steel frame of the chariot or the thick armor of the knights, or even the battle-hardened war horses underneath.

"Tick-"

The first drops of blood fell from the eyes of the Brotherhood driver onto the bridge of the chariot, from the gaps in the armor of the heavily armored knights on the dry, hot sand, and it all began.

One by one, most of the members of the chariot were bleeding and fell straight inside and outside the car, and the unmanned vehicles slowly stopped, and some collided with each other, and even the fuel caught fire and caused an explosion.

Kamil, the new Great Khan of the Brotherhood, opened his mouth as if he wanted to say something, but blood poured out of his mouth, and he tried weakly to grab the handrail of the car, but only reached out, and then fell to the ground with a heavy head.

The situation of the heavily armored cavalry was even worse, the armored war horses were full of thousands of pounds, and when the knights received the spiritual impact and fell off their horses, the war horses also fell because of this terrible oppressive force, and countless warriors just lost consciousness, and their bodies were scattered by their fallen mounts, and they died on the spot.

The monster war horse of the commander of the Ursas Krieg cavalry was killed directly, and this warrior, who was already close to the heroic level, easily jumped directly from the collapsed beast, and plunged the cavalry spear, which had no benefit for foot combat, deep into the ground. He slowly pulled out the morning star pinned to his waist, and put the lion shield he was carrying on his right hand, which had been wounded by a musket and was bleeding from blood.

Seeing his warriors strewn all over the field under the coercion of this inexplicable existence, it was hard to imagine his feelings, but he didn't say anything, silently took off his helmet and put it on top of the riding spear.

"What the hell is this, what kind of monster?"

Looking up at the huge god, this powerful warrior's resolute face was oppressed by the spiritual power and oozed blood, but the sense of responsibility and honor could still support him to fight for his leader.

A desperate battle, no return, riding a gun and a helmet, that is the grave of every cavalryman, Krieg has done it for himself.

After the heavy armor corps fell to the ground, the black king Akhan, who had received a serious impact on the support he had been working hard for, finally breathed a sigh of relief.

"Alright, it's my own battle next! Go back, my warriors!! 【Soul Root】!! ”

The cane emitted a dazzling black flash, and then the Lin Snake cavalry, who had been struggling to support in the spiritual impact, raised their hands one after another, slowly turning into a blast wind, and urging their mounts to flee the battlefield with the possessed Redemption City warriors while constantly dissociating and returning to their souls.

When they reached the gate and returned to the ranks of the defenders at the city gate, these Lin Worms gently placed the unconscious warrior entrusted to them on the ground, and then turned into a black smoke and dissipated into the air.

Akhan who had recovered all his souls was even stronger in an instant than when he felt the power of the gods before, and the staff and sword in his hand struck repeatedly, and the long sword burned with flames, enveloping the black light of Astarte's ancient life magic on the staff. Deadly and beautiful, like the mysterious war dances of the ancients.

Fortunately, as the ascendant of the Heavenly Armor, Fabius Spair relied on the wings of dozens of light feathers to open out after fully turning on his Guardian Angel mode, covering the sky and the sun, and even the brilliance of the goddess of life would not recognize him as an enemy.

"This power is useful to me!"

Feeling the gain brought by the radiance of the goddess, the holy flame on Fabius's armor became more and more dazzling, and the whole person turned into a ball of flames, rushing straight towards the enemy in front of him who had been entangled with him for a long time, intending to take down the opponent as soon as possible.

"Your strength is nothing before the whole kingdom!"

The shrill clash, accompanied by the drumming of the battlefield, seemed to be the sharpest timbre in the world, making it extremely clear to anyone who could still stand.

The warriors of both men had lost their combat effectiveness, so it seemed that the final victory of the whole bitter battle was overwhelmed by the final battle between the two men.

There is another battlefield in the same situation.

The wrath of the goddess of life turned into a terrifying spiritual explosion for the entire large space, and naturally covered the second battlefield dozens of kilometers away.

There, one by one, the berserkers and pikemen fell, and the heavily armored guards held up for a little longer, and then they all lost consciousness and fell straight down.

As an apostate, Father Anderson's divine oppression is far stronger than others, and he can only barely kneel on the ground at this moment with the support of his sword.