There are two kinds of people who make big moves on the battlefield without saying a word.

One is a novice who takes the initiative to die, wishing that all eyes would be on him, and then he will take it for granted to hit the street instantly.

One is an old bird who pretends to be forced to run....... I mean a powerful person who has the confidence to calm the whole field and dare to perform.

The dawn of the Holy Light shone on the whole field, this is a strategic weapon specially prepared for the cruel holy war, with many advantages such as large range, large amplification effect, long duration, and low consumption, although it has weaknesses that can only target the undead and demons, but compared to its advantages, it is completely acceptable, the only flaw, probably ......

"....... it's just a little bit of sarcasm."

The first to come to the front was a bone dragon and two squads of gargoyles, and the dragon knights and griffon knights of Byer did not succeed in intercepting all the undead air force.

But an opponent of this level, if it was before, I still need a little time, and now ......

"Holy Light."

Reciting the praise of the Holy Light in a low voice, the Sword of Dawn in mid-air emitted an even more dazzling Holy Light, but this time, it was a concentrated beam of light.

One, two, ten, hundred, in mid-air were traces of golden beams, and those undead flying units only found themselves attacked after they had been destroyed.

Although I have to maintain the holy sword, it doesn't mean that I am defenseless.

The light pulled in my hand, and with every click and movement, a beam of light shot at the target.

Traces of light witnessed the effect of the attack, and the target of each trace of light was a high-level flying undead.

"1 to 71! Anticipate, aim, hit. ”

In Dawn's Lighthouse (turret) mode, combat becomes a simple clicker game. The attack speed exceeded the reaction speed, and one by one the named flying undead fell directly to the ground.

Beams of light formed a web of light, and the golden explosions that kept happening in the sky were the most beautiful sparks, and under this deadly net of firepower, there was no room to pass through at all.

It was probably the easiest battle I've ever had, and I shot down hundreds of high-level undead in a split second, but despite the success of the battle, I had no intention of pursuing it to the end.

"It's too hard to consume energy......"

In just half a minute, I used three hundred and twelve beams to pull, and the result was that the holy light of the Dawn Holy Sword was directly consumed by one-third, and if I did it twice, I could extinguish the fire.

The Sword of Dawn is, in a sense, a part of my body. I squandered more than a third of the power of the Holy Light in an instant, and I felt a little empty.

But my goal has been achieved.

The first wave of undead raids were all killed, and with this time difference, the human side was relieved.

The thorny jungle was in front of me, and the cannibal warriors crawled out of it, and the royal dragoons followed the dragoons against me.

The slowly rising sun dispelled all darkness, the understanding of chaos, the search for light. Let me shape this sword of the Chaos Predator.

"Pure Light, please give me strength. Dispel that darkness. ”

Half-kneeling, praying sincerely, reinforcing the connection and union with the Holy Light in a self-hypnotic way, the surrounding elemental tides began to roll, frantically gathering more light.

And the Holy Light Sun in mid-air began to charge and shine again.

".......That's an exaggeration. This reserve of Light and affinity for Light. It's a complete explosion of the Pope. ”

Back then, there was a reason to be called the illegitimate child of the Holy Light, and the originally unscientific affinity of the Holy Light, with the blessing of the Angelic Power of the Arbiter, evolved to the limit.

"Holy light. How is this possible......."

"Blasphemer."

This time. Even the most devout believers in the God of Light can question their beliefs.

The wings of light behind him were unfolded, they were the wings of light of the angels of war, and countless points of light gathered on the wings to a degree that was visible to the naked eye, and this summoned the elemental affinity of the holy light, which was beyond the reach of even the highest level angels.

The doctrine that "a devout believer who believes in the Lord of the Light, and the Lord will give the power to the faithful" has become a joke.

"How is this way of using the Holy Light so much like magic......"

"Don't talk nonsense, do you want to go to the Inquisition?" ”

"You can't be wrong, it's manipulating the Light in the same way that you manipulate the elements."

"No prayers, no religious hymns, not even links to divine power......"

The Archmage's discussion is in my ears, and after I demonstrate how to use the Light up close, they will probably look at the Light from a different perspective from today onwards.

And that's what I want to see.

The rain suddenly stopped, and the dark clouds in the sky began to distort, as if cowering at the presence of light.

"Roland!"

The screaming clouds turned into a huge grimace, the battlefield was in his shadow, and that face made me feel somewhat familiar.

"Hypnos?"

There is no such thing in the information, and I can feel that the extremely advanced water elemental magic attainments are from it, and it seems that this undead emperor has hidden a lot of things, and there are new things to talk about later.

As for the vendetta of Hypnos? Is there less that hates me?

Unlike in the data, it was Hypnos who did not lose his mind and rushed over, when the heavy rain and dark advantage on the battlefield were dispelled, these tens of thousands of undead could not be the opponent of the human alliance at all.

One last glance at me, the clouds shrank and drifted off into the distance, and Hypnos retreated.

The high-level undead also began to retreat without hesitation, but those low-level cannon fodder were left on the battlefield and no one cared about them, and they were forced out of their last potential, and they would do whatever it took to cover the retreat of the wise undead.

This is the reason why the undead scourge always returns, and it is pointless not to kill those high-level undead and undead lords, and eliminate some cannon fodder, and more than ninety percent of the soldiers of the undead legion are just cannon fodder.

Judging by the results of the battle, the human side has achieved a brilliant victory...... But judging by the seriousness on everyone's faces, no one would have thought it would be a victory.

The undead side used less than one-tenth of the strength of the human coalition army, and a lot of damage was inflicted, and the battlefield was full of stiffness and cries for help from the wounded.

This is a blow to the head, and it is a good lesson to remember the proud human race, the undead disaster is definitely not easy to provoke, even if the strength is superior, this is definitely not a show or an outing, and if you are not careful, the whole army will still be destroyed.

As for myself, I was surrounded by the archmages, and I guessed what they wanted to ask.

So, I pulled out a handwritten manuscript, a book that will be published by the leprechaun next month, and its name and content are destined to shake the whole world.

It's Time to Step Down from the Altar - On the Nature of the Light. 》

Perhaps, this will be the last time I dig the corner of the Templar Church, and once the Lord of Light steps down from the altar, there is no need to continue digging. (To be continued.) )