The god of fire Kashus, bestows every Ori warrior with a fire weapon that will only burn enemies.

The earth elemental god Gu Lamba bestows every warrior with solid earth armor and the magic of ignoring the weight of armor as long as he stands on the earth.

Arcades, the god of the wind elementals, made their bodies lighter.

Mishakai, the god of light and healing, gave them the magic to heal themselves even when they were injured.

Compared to the Orry army, which is armed to the teeth with divine powers, the Celtic army is simply a beggar's army.

Even so, the Celtic warriors had a reason to fight.

Despite their inferiority, their gods watched over them from behind. And the gravity of the annexation of the world and the destruction of civilization reminds them all the time of the importance of resistance.

"Catapults! Ballista! Ready-" The herald who rode past at high speed shouted rudely, and the shouts spread through the Celtic army.

Seeing that the enemy is 500 meters away from you, normally, this is not wrong.

In this era, it was good that a light catapult loaded with gravel could throw stones for a hundred meters.

Bows and arrows, except for special longbowmen, on flat ground, no one can shoot bows and arrows to a hundred meters away without blessing magic.

But the other party was too fast.

"Catapult...... No! Archer! Get ready! No, no, no, no - pikes! Shield! "The chaotic sound of command orders made the soldiers completely confused.

But it's not that the Celtic commander is too watery and too vegetable, it's that the Orry army is too fast and inhumane.

At first, I thought that catapults might not be within reach, and in the blink of an eye, it was the distance that was about to enter the range of the bow and arrow, and then, the bow and arrow were too close, and it was almost the distance that the pikes faced the impact.

This speed has completely surpassed the impact speed of the cavalry.

In the next moment, endless darkness poured into the officer's consciousness, as if he was falling from the solid earth into a bottomless abyss of terror. I only felt that my body was fluttering, and my vision was constantly spinning.

At the end of his life, those terrifying figures were reflected in the horizon, rampage through the phalanx formed by his own men. The long sword in his hand was like slicing butter, splitting the body of his hand into countless pieces, including the human armor.

The proud Celtic army formation was cut to pieces in an instant.

There are four layers of defense in a row, not to mention achieving the purpose of consumption, and you can't even delay a little. The entire Celtic Supreme Temple was silent, and there was not the slightest warmth.

When the attacker they can't.

The other party gave them the advantage, but the defense still did not work. When the fight doesn't start, I don't feel that when it starts, it doesn't feel like the so-called decisive battle described, it's more like an asymmetrical crush, and the only thing to do is to pray for when the other party will end their suffering.

Suddenly, Dagorda noticed that the god of shadows, Skasachi, was carrying a spear and walking slowly outside the temple.

"Where are you going?"

Skarsacchi yawned and replied to Dagota without looking back: "The front." ”

"It's different from what I had planned."

Skasacki said lightly: "Yo, if I don't go, your defense line will be broken through the eighth layer by the opponent in one go." It doesn't matter, does it? 'There is only one floor left, and the enemy will be able to penetrate the entire defense' and 'The enemy only has the ability to penetrate the first four floors', which are two completely different concepts. ”

"You ......" Dagoda was just about to have a seizure, when suddenly a slender but powerful woman's palm pressed on the back of his hand.

"Skarsacki is right!" If it were another god, maybe Da Gorda would have slapped him in the face, but this heroic goddess is different, she is Da Gorda's love, the Celtic goddess of war Morrigan.

Long black hair is well coiled back and pressed against the helmet. The glittering spikes on his shoulders exuded an invisible ferocity. The pristine half-length armor was full of sword marks, but each trace was not deep, and it was obvious that after being slashed, Morrigan used her superb skills to dodge the fatal armor-piercing blow at the critical moment.

The lower body, in addition to the leg armor on the front, can be seen from the side and back, and the long leg line of Murrigan can be seen, and there is clearly an explosive power on it.

At this moment, Morrigan's sharp eyes were staring at Skarsacchi, the sharp goddess who had been pressing her for countless years.

Suddenly sighing, in judging the situation, Morrigan had to admit that Skarsacki was more accurate than her.

"Let's fight a decisive battle, otherwise if it goes on like this, the morale will collapse before you bet on all your forces."

Dagoda hesitated, if he pressed the whole army now, it would be tantamount to slapping himself in the face. This is tantamount to telling his subordinates that all the arrangements he made in seven days were actually useless.

It was at this moment that an accident changed his mind.

The branches of the World Tree suddenly made a tooth-aching sound, the sound of rusted metal forcibly bending, which would be unpleasant to anyone who heard it.

In the next second, a total of nine worlds were located at both offensive and defensive ends, and each god found that the position of his world had changed.

It's like at both ends of the scale, but the Celtic world cluster is settling and the Orray world cluster is rising.

The faces of the three gods of Dagoda, Balor, and Nuada suddenly changed - the World Tree was actually draining the strength of the defenders!?

Immediately looked at the past with divine vision, and on the battlefield that had not yet ended, all the divine power blessed on the Ori God warriors had increased. It's not that the gods of Orion have increased their support for their subordinates, but the World Tree has strengthened the power of the laws of all the gods of Orry.

What's going on!?

Skarsacki pouted: "I don't understand this? We don't have five floors left to break through. It's already lost 0-4! ”

"What? How can there be such a law!? A powerful god below Dagoda cried out.

Skarsacki was dismissive: "Idiot! The last thing that is missing on the battlefield is variables. It's not uncommon for a referee and an ally to suddenly turn around and become your enemy. What's more, the World Tree didn't say that there would be no punishment for losing the position, right? ”

Dagorda is inky on one side.

Careless!

They are accustomed to using strategy as much as possible and at a lower cost to win, but they have forgotten the concepts of courage and variable.

But luckily, it's not too late!

Dagoda Huo Ran stood up from the divine seat, raised the divine scepter, swept it horizontally, and a powerful voice sounded throughout the divine domain: "I can't wait!" Waiting any longer is waiting for death! The whole army is attacking-"

As if in response to Dagorda's courage to give it a go, the shape of the branch of the World Tree as the defender changed again.

The ninth layer of the Blazing Sky Divine Attendant and the Astral Apostle troops of Dagoda suddenly rushed forward, becoming a defensive area to face at the front.

The remaining four defense areas were fanned out behind the ninth layer in the form of a town and a realm of the four world gods. (To be continued.) )