Seeing the blank looks of his subordinates around him, Dressley smiled mysteriously. He shook his finger and turned to walk out of the hall.

"Order! The First Deacons of the Inquisition will attack Quarema tomorrow, but remember to do so after nine o'clock in the evening. As he spoke, the figure of the director gradually disappeared from the main hall.

Obviously, the four cardinals and the six archbishops in the hall had not yet figured out what was happening, but over the years they had become accustomed to receiving orders from the director. So, they began to sketch on the map, compare the terrain, analyze the enemy's situation, deduce on the sand table, organize the army, and send people to reconnoitre. The whole Inquisition was like a giant machine, and Dressley's orders were the key, the key to the machine.

Yahweh, and inside the city

The effect of the arrival of the Third Order was significant, and the tension that had permeated the ordinary believers for many days was relieved. Especially when he saw the three thousand magicians of the Third Magic Regiment shooting together, this nervousness even turned into a kind of anticipation. The believers hope to see the powerful magic of the magicians directly destroy the enemy army on the battlefield, and for this reason, they are faintly looking forward to the battle. For war maniacs with this mentality, the Church chose to detain them to prevent them from causing trouble at this critical time.

The first batch of reincarnated angels has ended, and there are seven angels in total, each of whom has the strength of a cardinal! However, it is only the most basic cardinal, and the strength will never increase. What did the Holy See do with only seven angels?

The seven angels flew out of the petri dish and flew to the door protected by two blue flames, they all rushed in after a short pause, the strange thing was that the blue flames did not attack them, behind the door was a very wide cave, there was a platform in front of the door, and in front of the platform was a deep pit. The cave was dark, but the seven angels were unaffected. The seven of them joined hands in a circle, and from their white wings emanated pure light magic, gathered together, and shot towards the front of the cavern, towards the pit.

The cave is pitch black and can't be seen, but this light magic has made people see the situation in the pit clearly, a team of neat angel statues are in a half-kneeling posture praying, there are four unique angel statues in front of the angel legion, they are facing the angel legion, and they are not praying, it seems that they should be the leaders of the legion, the four of them have serious eyes, and their smooth feathers are curled behind them, as if they are waiting for the arrival of a big war.

The magic of the seven angels rested on the heads of the four Rulers, and a stream of light poured out of the magic, and the light fell on the heads of the four Rulers. The four statues began to tremble slowly, and the trembling became worse as time went on, click,

With the awakening of the four archons, the entire cave seemed to turn bright!

"Has the Holy See come to its most critical moment again?"

The archangel leader standing first of the four scanned the cave with his majestic gaze, and the other archon beside him sighed, "How many times have we been awakened?

"Can anyone tell us how many years this is?" asked another commander.

This is the 7016th year of the Yahweah calendar. The current pope is Paul V. The newly transformed angel replied on the platform of the cave.

"It's been a thousand years!" The last and only female angel sighed lightly: "I hope I can die on the battlefield this time, this kind of time is really better than death!"

"Ivy, what are you talking about!" The leader of the angels rebuked: "As angels, this is our destiny to fight for the Lord! From the moment we become angels, we must dedicate ourselves to the Lord! What the Lord commands us, we must not disobey, what about waiting for the Lord for this thousand years? What a glory it is to protect this world for the Lord!"

Ivy was silent. She knew that almost all of them were looking forward to dying on the battlefield, and as an angel, they had nothing more to do but fight. Standby like this happens even more often. As you can imagine, when you don't have a goal in your life, your life will never end, your cultivation will never improve, your family and friends will all pass away, one hibernation is hundreds of years, and waking up is an endless battle, who wouldn't want to get rid of this kind of life?

If you want to get rid of it, then there is only one way, and that is to die, and I believe that you will be willing to die at that time. In fact, for angels, there is another way to get rid of this life, kill more than 10,000,000,000, although there are many dead in the war, but it is almost impossible for a single angel to kill enough people!

However, the first commander of the Angel Legion has such an idea, his name is Descartes, and as the first commander of the legion, he is also called the archangel. The other three angelic rulers, in addition to Ivy, are Cafu and Sindell.

Ahem, as the longest-standing of all the angels, Sindell naturally needs to ease the atmosphere at this time. "The new seven, welcome to the Angel Legion, so how is your cultivation?"

"Cardinal Junior. ”

"It's not bad, according to the rules, you are welcome to join my troops, and you can stand here in the team with your cultivation. The seven new angels looked in the direction of his finger, a relatively high position, and there were only about a few people in front of them. They silently flew into the ranks and began their long journey as members of the Angel Legion.

Inquisition

The situation of the demons and the angels is basically the same, and the demon legion is also ready for battle, and the first deacon group of the Inquisition officially departed for Quarema today, and the demon legion will follow! This decision has caused a lot of doubts in the Inquisition! If we attack Quarema alone, Yehe City will definitely support, and our strength is not enough to fight against two large armies at the same time! And if we divide our troops to attack the two cities, it will cause the battle line to be too long and unable to fight!

"Trust my decision! I hope you can take Quarema as soon ......as possible! Rest assured, they won't affect us. And after tonight, will Yahwa still exist?" said the last sentence in a very small voice, and almost no one heard it, but Cardinal Makuta, who had been following him for many years, was keenly aware of it. When Drisley ordered the meeting to adjourn, he stayed.

"Your Excellency. Makuta saluted respectfully.

"Oh, it's Makuta, what's the matter?"

"Your Excellency doesn't seem to care at all about the pressure on Yahwe's side, could it be that your Excellency has something to rely on?"

Drisley laughed, "After following me for so many years, you still know me. Yes, we have reinforcements, and it's terrifying, and after tonight there will be no more Jeho, Pompeii instead!"

Makuta complimented the Greatness and bowed back, Dressley's gaze looking at Yahwe. Farewell, the holy city for which I once fought. Farewell!

The Lost was written on the evening of June 29. Welcome to follow me on Sina Weibo and clear the way forward.