At nine o'clock in the evening, about an hour or so after the players went offline in the game, Rococo, who had turned back into a village girl, was standing with Orlanardo the Guide, in the small garden shrouded in the magic power of the Creator Goddess Godhead, in the inner sanctum of the Templar, waiting for the real attack of the undead outside the city.

“…… You're saying that I'll take the Godhead Fragment as soon as the war starts? ”

Rococo's eyes widened, a little confused by what he had heard from Orlanardo, who nodded with a kind look and spoke.

"This Godhead fragment in the temple was originally used as a bait, in order to lure Bekaz into the bait, now I have set up a magic array around the holy city with the temple as the center, as long as Bekaz appears inside the holy city, the magic array will activate the spatial confinement effect that originally only existed in the temple to spread to the entire holy city and the airspace above, and the task of attracting Bekaz to break into the trap has been completed, so there is no need for the godhead fragment to continue to exist here, in order to prevent accidents, I think it's better for the messenger to put it away as soon as possible. ”

"But didn't you say that in order to keep your original combat experience at least as little as possible outside of this garden, you need the protection of order from this fragment of the ownerless godhead?"

"It doesn't matter, it doesn't matter, as long as before leaving this garden, I can use the law power emitted by the fragments to set up a little local protection for the soul memories related to the battle, so that although I will lose myself like others in the sect after leaving the garden, I can still use at least about eighty percent of my original strength in the battle."

Rococo pursed her lips, of course she knew that things were far from being as simple as Orlanardo said, and she took this fragment of Godhead, although as Orlanardo said, it may not affect the next battle with Beccaz, but it also means that Orlanardo may never be able to keep his full self like he is now, and then communicate with her face-to-face and equal.

Although this was something she was destined to do if she wanted to recover the fragment of Godhead, but when she really got to this point, seeing that Ornado himself would look so indifferently at the future where he was about to lose himself forever, Rococo inexplicably felt a kind of reluctance for him.

Rococo didn't show this reluctance, but Orlanardo was still keenly aware of Rococo's change in mood.

"Messenger, there is no need for you to feel sorry for me, as a faithful believer of the Goddess, it is already the greatest happiness for me to see that you have been chosen by the Goddess with such a strong and kind heart, and are walking on the path full of hope step by step. And even without the fragment of the goddess's godhead, it doesn't mean we can't talk like this again. ”

"Huh?"

Rococo looked up in some surprise, and saw that the old man in front of him, who had the legendary name of the human race, actually showed a trace of mischievous cunning like a young man.

"Although due to the collapse of the laws of the world, we, the natives of the world of the continent of Emissia, are unable to preserve our normal self, but if those foreign adventurers somehow trigger some important fate line processes in us, we can still recover a part of our self-consciousness in the short time of contact with those adventurers, and among those adventurers, this phenomenon seems to be called ...... 'trigger plot'? I think the envoy should know about it, right? ”

Rococo's eyes lit up, because of Orlanardo's words, she faintly thought of what Orlanardo wanted to say.

"You're saying there's a way for me to trigger your show - I mean trigger your destiny line progression, right? Yes! That's right! Could it be that the codex you gave me earlier ......?"

Rococo looked at Orlanardo expectantly, but this time the old man nodded approvingly, then shook his head with a wry smile.

"The messenger guessed half right...... We natives, which fate line progress can be triggered by foreign adventurers, this is all determined by the powerful power of the alien law that caused the world to collapse, although I finally found a way to create a similar fate line trigger point by myself, but the conditions are very harsh, only around any of the statue of Goddess Arya inside the inner sanctum of the temple, the codex I gave you can become the key to trigger the fate line process on my own body. ”

Rococo suddenly felt a little regretful when she heard this, such conditions were indeed a bit harsh, originally she was still thinking that if Oranado could regain her self-consciousness with just the Codex, wouldn't it mean that even if she recovered the Godhead Fragment, as long as she stayed with Oranado with the Codex during the battle, but now it seems that she really thinks too much.

"Well, I see, but anyway, I'll have a chance to meet you in the future, which is good news for me."

Orlanardo smiled and was about to say something more, when his expression suddenly changed.

“…… Emissary, Bekaz...... Not ......"

The old man, who had detected what was happening in the Holy City through his amazing magical abilities, frowned, and that serious expression that had never been seen before gave Rococo a sense of foreboding.

“…… Not Bekaz...... Lord Emissary, it seems that we have miscalculated, the plague undead have attacked the city again, but it is not Bekaz who leads those undead to attack the garrison of the holy city, but a strange powerhouse. ”

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Outside the walls of the Holy City.

In terms of the number of people in the ranks, this battle that took place at night seems to be far less magnificent than the siege battle that took place in the afternoon during the day, but in terms of the intensity of the battle, it is more than that.

The plague undead army outside the city did not adopt the previous low-level undead sea tactics without the slightest technical content, but took the high-level undead elite troops such as the death knight and the bone giant as the core, and brought a large number of middle and high-level ordinary plague undead monsters to attack the weak links of the holy city wall that were tested during the day.

The Knights of the Templar and the Cult of the Goddess of Creation, although they are much fewer in number than the players, have an average strength that is several times higher than the players at this stage, and even higher than those ordinary plague undead troops. The gorgeous skills of various professions after the second turn and the unique magic skills of the NPCs of the believers of the Goddess of Creation are constantly released from the hands of these NPCs who defend the city, exerting their powerful power to knock back the undead who are trying to enter the city over and over again.

The battle was in a state of see-saw from the beginning, and since these defending NPCs were not able to resurrect indefinitely like the players during the day, the undead's unique "undead" trait finally played its original role in the war. Unless it's meat. The body is completely destroyed, otherwise those plague undead will always get up from the ground again and again to continue their tireless attacks, and even due to the large number of plague eaters who are rarely seen during the day - the plague eaters who rely on devouring other undead to strengthen their own attributes, so that those undead who have been destroyed to the point of not being able to rise again will also become the nourishment of the plague eaters, making these monsters with bloated and brute strength more and more threatening.

However, the Knights of the Templar and the Cult of the Goddess of Creation were in a good position and well-equipped enough to be able to cope with the onslaught of the plague undead, at least in the initial stages of the battle. It's just that this balance of power was quickly broken after a person appeared on the battlefield.

Conte looked like just a middle-aged man in a trench coat and a gentleman's hat, completely in line with the outsider's impression of the image of a shrewd businessman, but at this moment, he soared alone over the battlefield, with his signature smiling expression, casually throwing a black magic energy projectile as powerful as a rain curtain downward.

The rainstorm barrage of magical energy was so terrifying that Conte didn't even need to do anything else, so he directly used this attack on the city wall to instantly slaughter the NPCs defending several key garrison points. Fortunately, although the NPCs defending the city have no ego, they do not even have the most basic intelligence, and soon, several powerful senior priests of the Goddess of Creation Sect each released powerful long-range attack magic to Conte in the air, and at the same time, several elite Templar Knights of the wind attribute also left the city wall with the help of flying elemental skills and rushed towards Conte.

This kind of counterattack is not painful at all for Conte, as a super strong man who retains his whole self, Contin's unique means are to make these priests and knights turn into corpses, but he did not do so. It is shocking to kill all sides by one person, but Conte's goal is not to slaughter these weak people, but to provoke the legendary Terran hero guide who sits in the temple inside the Holy City, Oranado, in this case, he can obviously do things a little better.

So in the next second, around Conte's body, several giant magic arrays unfolded out of thin air, and the next second, a dragon roar with a somewhat strange tone exploded over the head of the Holy City like thunder.

The six huge bone dragons flaunted their might, baring their teeth and claws and pounced on the poor knights who had not yet been able to comprehend the situation in time.