Day 5.

The Crystal Giants are still pouring in like a tidal wave, and the monsters from the Holy Spirit Plains seem to be endless, and the power of people is ...... It's already on the verge of limits.

Arcane energy converged into round after round of lightning storms, devastating forces constantly licking the crumbling energy barrier of the Great Shield of St. Sunil, an extremely unsettling low howl echoed throughout the Great Shield, as if thousands of people were roaring, and as if the depths of the earth were not breaking a rift leading to the abyss—the once intact barrier was now in fact full of holes, and large patches of fragmented noise covered the sky over the city, The noise and the howling that permeated the shield reminded the city's guards that the shield was about to disintegrate.

Overactive magical power had been accumulating over the plains, and had begun to affect the heavens, and it was supposed to be summer, but the whole city was swept away by gusts of cold winds, and the blue background and gold border of the Ansu royal banner hunted over the city walls, dancing wildly against the wind, and beneath the royal banner, scars, exhausted knights and soldiers were trapped by trebuchets and large ballistas, trapped behind the battlements, staring at the plain below with a numb tenacity.

Stone projectiles and giant crossbow arrows for defending the city still pile up on the walls, yet less than a third of the ballistas and trebuchets are still fighting - because the mages who apply magic effects to the ammunition have run out of mana.

Mana is something that is more easily depleted than physical strength, and it is also a factor that is more susceptible to environmental influences, and mages must regain their strength quickly in a relatively stable environment, but at this moment, the entire city of St. Sunil is shrouded in a turbulent magic field, and the human spirit is not a machine after all, and it is impossible to meditate smoothly in such a magical environment. The royal mages did their best to maintain the firepower of the defensive line, but as this fierce battle beyond human imagination continued day by day, more and more middle and low-level mages temporarily lost the ability to continue to control the magic power, and the exit of these mages was the beginning of the inevitable collapse of the entire defensive line.

Without the support of a battlemage, regular stone projectiles and crossbow arrows have little effect on the Crystal Giants.

Dressed in bloodstained and scarred armor and carrying the King's Sword in his hand, Wales walked slowly across the southern walls, the cold wind weaving between the shield and the walls, curling the cloak behind him and the hair on his forehead.

He walked through a section of the wall that had just been the subject of fierce fighting—a section of the shield that had been struck through, a powerful arc of arcane electricity that had shattered large swaths of stone bricks and left blackened scorched residues on the ground, and the craftsmen and mages had urgently re-strengthened the ground, repaired the trebuchets, and replaced the previous dead team with new soldiers.

A knight in broken armor leaned against a nearby battlement, the insignia of the Royal Knights was faintly visible on his breastplate, his head tilted slightly, his face covered in blood, motionless, as if he had been dead for a long time.

Wales did think that the knight was dead, but when the horn sounded in the distance and the monster hit the barrier again, the bloodied knight instantly turned over and rushed to the nearest trebuchet, and began to direct the soldiers to counterattack.

The new king looked at all this, and said nothing, and he continued on his way, inspecting the walls he had sworn to hold.

Another terrifying whistling sound rang out from the shield, and the entire city of St. Sunil shook violently as if it were enveloped in a large bell.

A moment later, the wind sounded, and Bai Dewen, dressed in the robe of the Arcane Eye?? Franklin rode the wind and landed beside Wales and said quickly, "Your Majesty, the Southern Shield node has just burned down. ”

"I heard that whistling...... "how long will it last?" said Wales calmly. ”

Duke Bodwin raised his hand and pointed to the rapidly spreading noise above the royal capital: "...... It's already starting to crumble. ”

The Great Shield of Saint-Sunil is collapsing - it has been under pressure far beyond the design threshold in the past few days, and at this moment all the nodes have been half-destroyed or completely destroyed, and what is even more deadly is that the mana focus under the royal capital can no longer provide enough energy, and the lack of energy is triggering a chain reaction of shield decomposition, causing its nodes to be swallowed and melted by the backlash of mana one by one.

Someone on the wall also noticed the great shield that was crumbling, but no one left the line, and Wales only calmly watched the scene of the great shield gradually disintegrating, and after a few seconds said softly: "We should follow the advice of the Grand Duke of Victoria, expand the size of the magic net, and connect it with the great shield." ”

"Too many people have doubts about Cecil's skills, and now is the time to accept the price."

Wales didn't speak, he looked up and looked in the direction of the Cathedral of Light.

A majestic light was erupting from the top of the ancient cathedral, filled with an endless solemn and vast atmosphere.

It was to be expected that the Great Shield would not hold out until reinforcements arrived, but after the shield collapsed, and before filling the gap with human lives, Saint-Sunil still had one last layer of walls to defend against.

"The divine powers have been entrenched in this royal capital for so many years, and it is time for them to fulfill their duties."

The Divine Descent Ceremony has reached its final critical stage, and the Great Hall of Light has become a sea of holy light.

Floating on the top of the hall all the year round, the Holy Light Cloud Peak descends to the ground, like the legendary divine vision before the arrival of the Kingdom of Heaven, in the infiltration of the Holy Light Cloud Top, every pillar and every sculpture of the Great Light Hall seems to be wrapped in a crystal shell, so that the "City of Light" described in the sacred texts descends to the world, in this sea of holy light, the bishops wearing luxurious robes and crowns are reverently praising the power of the Holy Light God, Layers of prayers surged with the sea of holy light clouds in the hall, and continued to converge on the Pope standing in the center of the hall—

Saint?? Ivan III stood there, holding the platinum scepter, a symbol of divine power, and he raised the hand holding the scepter high and slammed it to the ground for the first time:

"Blessed be the name of the Lord, and may your will be exercised on the earth, that it may be bathed in grace, and that all beings may be sheltered and forgiven!"

Radiance poured out from the pore of the Pope's features, as if a powerful light source was filling his body, and he struggled to break free from the bondage of flesh and blood.

In unison of the bishops, he struck the scepter to the ground for the second time:

"Blessed be the name of the Lord, and may your will be exercised in the heavens, that the world may shine brightly, and evil may not be hidden, and darkness may be hidden!"

The brilliance flowed in the Pope, condensing a taller, more vast virtual image, which still had some of the appearance of the Pope, but behind it there were more illusory overlapping shadows, as if the faces and figures of countless people were condensed together to form a brilliant giant image.

Finally, he slammed the scepter to the ground for the third time:

"Blessed be the name of the Lord, Thou art the first refuge in the darkness, the first hope sought by mortals, and all beings will always seek the light, just as you will always seek refuge all beings—You are the beginning and the end, you are forever, you will never end, we pray that you will come to this world under your protection, so it was then, and it is still today—"

A holy and illusory bell rang out, overpowering all the prayers and praises in the Great Hall of Light, and the bell tower of the entire Cathedral of the Holy Light also rang, and the real and illusory bells echoed each other.

In the ringing of the bells, the saint?? Ivan III's body suddenly detached from a bright mirror image, which overlapped with the glorious giant standing behind him, and the two quickly merged, and suddenly rose up—

Above the Cathedral of Light, a hundred-meter-tall giant slowly stood up.

The descent ceremony was a success.

On the walls of Saint-Sunil, Wales?? Moen watched silently as the radiant giant rose from the city, and watched the light he unleashed quickly spread in the direction of the city walls, and he couldn't help but be a little moved.

"Is that the power of the gods......

With a sigh, the great shield that has enveloped the royal capital so far has finally reached its operational limit, accompanied by a series of strange whistling and tearing sounds, a large area of noise quickly covered the barrier, and in the next moment, it was torn apart, turning into a surging particle of light sprinkled towards the royal capital, and almost at the same time as the shield collapsed, the light-cast giant also opened its hands, and one after another like crystal-like walls of light pierced the dirty clouds over the plain, protecting the entire city wall layer by layer.

The irrational crystal monsters were not afraid of the power from the gods, but they became excited by the sudden appearance of the huge energy, and began to roar wildly, and the attack became even more crazy, countless giants bombarded the "new shield" with lightning, with their bodies, and even with self-explosions, but the light-cast giants only maintained a posture of opening their arms, and the shield wall that enveloped the entire city remained unmoved.

This is the sacred?? Ivan III's divine descent technique can put the entire King of Ansu in a temporarily invincible state of the "Earth Heavenly Kingdom"!

Bai Dewen?? Franklin stared at the Holy Light Giant who had sheltered the entire royal capital, and couldn't help but sigh softly: "It's a pity, if the Holy ?? Ivan III was twenty years younger...... No, even if he was ten years younger, the Divine Descent would last for more than three days, and Saint Sunil would be able to hold on to it until the reinforcements arrived......"

Wales didn't respond to Badwin's words, he just frowned, his eyes swept over the southern city wall - under the baptism of the Holy Light, countless tired soldiers had recovered their strength, and wave after wave of spiritual encouragement had brought them into a state of joy and gratitude, and the warriors took out the Holy Light Amulet and began to pray, and even the few who did not believe in the Holy Light God could not help but begin to praise the name of the Holy Light God at this moment.

He took a slight breath and raised the long sword in his hand high: "Hurry up and rest!" Eat, drink, check weapons, don't waste time!!

"There is a time limit for the Divine Descent! When it's over, St. Sunil's defenses will be all that remains of our flesh and blood!

"This is our last chance to recuperate – take it and hold on until reinforcements arrive!!"

At the king's shout, the soldiers who were immersed in gratitude to the Holy Light suddenly woke up, they realized that the safety in front of them was actually quite short-lived, the Great Shield of St. Sunil had collapsed, and at this moment the entire defense line was maintained by the magic forcibly released by a decrepit old man, after realizing this, everyone on the city wall immediately took action, began to drink and eat, seize the time to rest, adjust the state, and prepare for the final challenge.

In the Cathedral of Light, in the hallway in front of the entrance to the Hall of Light, Veronica was quietly watching the closed door.

In order to ensure that the Divine Descent was foolproof, all the attendants and junior priests had been dismissed, and at this moment only a team of ascetics and a team of inner court knights were guarding outside the building, and she was the only one in the corridor leading to the hall.

"Divine Descent Technique...... Veronica said softly, the solemn and divine aura continued to escape from behind the door in front of her, faintly echoing the holy light on her body, but it was clearly dispersed at the moment when it was about to merge, "This time, it is really the purest sample in seven hundred years......

With a soft whisper to herself, the "Holy Princess" walked unhurriedly to the door in front of her, and then pushed the door of the Great Hall of Light open without hesitation.

A surging light instantly flooded Veronica's vision, and waves of light surged in her direction, but all the light turned into a gentle streamer as it approached her, silently dissipating.

In the hall, the devotional bishopric did not seem to sense that anyone had entered the space at all, and each bishop in a state of prayer maintained the same posture, as if it was a puppet running automatically, only the pope in the center of the hall reacted to Veronica's appearance, and the "spokesperson" who had been faintly integrated with the holy light and had countless streams of light flowing through his body slowly raised his eyelids and made a slow voice like rust: "Vero...... Nika ...... Why do you ...... Suddenly...... Come in......"

"Just to inform you that this experimental project is over."

The Pope's thinking was clearly already in a very sluggish state: "Experiment...... Project? ”

Veronica smiled slightly, and unhurriedly put her hand on the saint?? On the platinum scepter in Ivan III's hand, he whispered: "Yes, a project about the nature of the gods and the laws of operation. ”

"You're ...... What are you doing......" The Pope's voice finally regained a slight human texture, and he seemed to be trying to break free from this state of slow thinking, and a certain panic appeared in his tone, "You will ...... Ruined it all...... This city ......"

Veronica took the platinum scepter and bit by bit took it from the saint?? Ivan III withdrew his hand: "No, the divine descent will continue, and this city will not be destroyed, but then it has nothing to do with your god." ”

With the platinum scepter stripped of man, St. ?? Ivan III's voice finally became smooth, and his tone was full of anger and astonishment: "Who the hell are you?!" ”

"It's just a rebel," Veronica smiled lightly, tapping the tip of her scepter lightly on the saint's head. Ivan III, "Norton royalty greets you and the master behind you." ”

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