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If the sword-bearer is the Lord's blade, then the Holy Cult is the shield of the Lord.

Compared to the sword-wielding brigade composed of all extraordinary people, almost all of them are ordinary people, and they are more than one head shorter in terms of political power and military status.

But this does not mean that it is insignificant in the military system of the Order.

Contrary

After Augustine single-handedly created the military formation of the Chants, the iron triangle of the Sword Bearers, the Holy Cult and the Chants was officially established, and its status was unquestionable.

It's defense, it's protection.

The combat power of the sword-wielder is indeed completely superior to that of mortals, but many times the strength does not represent everything, the number is scarce, and the sword-wielder who is accustomed to fighting in the form of a squad or squadron is undoubtedly qualified or even excellent if it is used as a sharp knife to cut through the enemy's defensive line, but it is used as a defensive ...... Not only is the effect not ideal, but it also causes a great waste of their talents and combat power.

It is precisely because of this that the grassroots military organization of the Holy Cult Army has gradually entered the field of vision of the upper echelons of the Order.

Compared with the sword-wielding, there is no room for argument to describe them as vulnerable, but as professional soldiers, their military quality is far higher than that of the sword-wielder, and more importantly, ......

There are many of them.

And cheap.

No matter how bad it is, it can be used as a meat shield and as a consumable.

thereupon

Until then, the Holy Cult Army, which had been standing in the local armed forces, was given the tilt of resources, not only having access to alchemical weapons such as flintlock firearms and steam-powered greatswords, but also establishing a special governing body directly under the Cardinals in the current Canaan at the headquarters of the Order.

This was unimaginable before.

Because of this, while enjoying this privileged treatment, the Holy Cult Army is always eager for the outbreak of war.

That's the only way

Only by honing their training can they be useful, and only then can their existence be confirmed.

However......

When war really came, when the earth was torn apart, when the desecration of the black goat broke through the battle line, their holy cult army really realized that the burden on their shoulders was much heavier than they had imagined.

Elvis is one of them.

The blonde officer, who loved steam and fire, stared at the black goat in front of him, which was four or five times as tall as him, and this dark heir was filled with an indescribable evil aura all over his body, and just appearing in the horizon, there was a strange feeling that the horizon seemed to be polluted and infiltrated, and people couldn't help but want to retreat, to escape from it, to escape from this unrecognizable, incomprehensible inhuman thing.

"I won't let you get away with it!"

"Monster!"

He pulled out his special musket from his back with his backhand, and without any superfluous movements or useless threats, he pulled the trigger straight away.

"Bang!"

Flames erupted from the muzzle, and the recoil from the shoulder blades caused Elvis's body to suddenly unbalance, and then ......

Inky blood splattered.

The black goat, which was nearly ten meters tall, let out a sharp roar, and a pair of red pupils opened from its torso, and the tentacles at the top waved and rolled wildly.

There is no doubt about it

If you come near, you will surely die.

However, this was not a reason for them to retreat, although the Holy Cult Army did not care about fighting to the death without retreating, but behind Elvis, after those hundreds of meters, there was a reason why they absolutely could not retreat.

That's the Chorus.

Responsibilities.

The blond-haired young officer gritted his teeth, the black goat moved far faster than he had imagined, and he could only fire a second shot in a hurry, and before he could confirm the result, he threw aside the firearm that needed to be reloaded, and picked up the steam-powered greatsword that was stuck in the ground.

"Follow me!"

He shouted, not looking at the people behind him, and took the lead in the charge.

The roar of dozens or even hundreds of people.

Momentum like a rainbow!

But it didn't work

The morale of the human beings does not affect the inhuman things, the black goat is unmoved, it strides, its thick hooves naturally trample on the things around it, hundreds of fine tentacles flutter and fly, and at the same time attack Elvis and the more than 100 people behind him!

As if walking through a hail of bullets, the blonde officer struggled to dodge the guns of death that fell from the sky, but not everyone was as lucky as him.

In just one round of Black Goat's attack, half of the team that charged with him fell.

And now

The second round of attacks is coming!

Elvis, who was always in danger, did not know that there were only thirty or forty people left behind him, and it was not difficult to deduce from the screams that had just come from the screams that those descendants who charged with him must have suffered heavy losses, and with the reduction of the number of chargers, the next attack of the black goat would be more violent.

So!

You have to be more careful, more cautious!

The blonde officer of the Holy Cult Army had three tentacles in front of him at the same time, Hitomi subconsciously contracted, he let out a sharp breath, dodged the first attack from the sky, and then pressed the switch of the steam-driven greatsword, the red-hot steam was discharged from the exhaust valves on both sides, and the silver-white greatsword slashed straight at the second tentacle.

"Phew"

It was cut cleanly, and the stinking dark green blood drenched him.

Nausea, retching...... None of this was born.

More precisely, it didn't come and was born.

He didn't even have time to frown, and almost as soon as he severed the tentacles, he immediately rolled on the ground, and the third tentacle full of particles passed in front of his eyes.

It's dangerous......

He breathed a sigh of relief for the rest of his life, and was about to continue charging at the black goat, but his feet slipped.

Wait a minute!

A slip?

The whole person suddenly lost his balance, and was dragged forward by the fourth tentacle from the tentacle under the rotten earth, wrapped around the ankle of his left foot.

Then throw it high.

No, it can't go on like this!

He struggled to get up, to use his great sword to cut off the tentacles wrapped around his ankle, or to cut off his left foot, but he was too weak to sit up straight, at least for a short time, and swing his sword at his left foot.

This is undoubtedly bad news.

Elvis had no doubts about the fact that he was about to become food for the monster, but even so, he intended to teach the four-hoofed fool a lesson.

Feeling the alchemy bomb in his pocket, the officers of the Holy Cult Army were ready to use it.

Die with me!

He prayed to the God of heaven and then ......

The body fell heavily to the ground.

"Hmm"

Subconsciously let out a muffled snort, and Elvis, who had fallen into a lot of meat, immediately got up from the ground with his extraordinary reaction and will, and without even having time to confirm his condition, he immediately cast his eyes on the black goat not far away that was almost killing him.

However......

All he saw, and the last thing he saw, was a huge corpse lying to the ground.

"It doesn't look like I'm late. ”

The man standing on top of the corpse said in a brisk tone, and then raised his head: "But...... I'm still going to trouble you to come over and give me a hand. ”

The blonde officer of the Holy Cult was silent, then limped away.

"I'm the one who should say thank you. ”

He said, holding out his hand to the boy and saying his name:

"Judas. ”

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