The people of Philadelphia will never forget this day.

The day when mortals were once again drawn into the war, everything was completely shattered.

What had been a normal life turned into a fantasy, and the pale blue sky was half pure and chilling holy light, and on the other side was colorful magical energy.

The skies of war are definitely not as beautiful as those bards say, there are no angels singing praises, no dragons flying, no heroes appearing, and no princesses standing in the middle of the crowd to comfort their people.

The sky was like a palette of a third-rate painter, and it was like someone clasping it in his face. High-level mages, and the battle above the transcendent takes place in the sky, although the low-level mages can fly, but because of the inconvenience of operation, flying in the sky is equivalent to a live target, so they don't participate in the big guy's business.

On the ground, mid- and low-level mages and knights are shopping.

A string of lengthy spells, and a phalanx of knights glowing with white holy light. Dreaming back to the great battle between the temple and the wizard thousands of years ago, of course, compared with the era when the transcendent walked everywhere, the legend was like a dog, and the god of law came out to see the road.

Of course, for ordinary people, it makes no difference, and they still have to die on the spot if they are still stained with the aftermath.

Although the transcendent and high-level on both sides were interested in keeping the battlefield away from the city, those low-level did not have so many concerns. The entire Xicheng District has become a battlefield, but fortunately, hundreds of low-level battles are like rookies pecking each other.

The root of it all started three days ago.

Three days ago, when, as usual, the priests of the temple had opened the door of their dwellings, ready to send out the holy voice of their prayers to disturb their sleeping neighbors. They saw an unexpected surprise.

The most respected priest of the temple, the presiding priest of Andrea. It was cut into pieces and fastened to a cross with wooden nails.

And the cross was planted at the door of the temple's temporary dwelling.

Arno and Ann both desperately stopped the young men who were impulsive to avenge their own priesthood. In the wizard's territory, dozens of temple people go to the wizard's trouble, and this is not how to find death.

But that doesn't mean the temple won't retaliate, after a careful examination of the corpse to make sure that the wounds on the corpse have magical remains. Arno and Andu contacted the Temple, and an extraordinary death was absolutely intolerable for the Temple.

Almost that night, the Temple's troops marched toward Philadelphia.

Because there was no restriction from the city lord, the temple's troops easily entered Philadelphia, and then there was war.

The wizards took the battle off guard, before they could wake up. The temple directly started the war, if it weren't for the teachers who had liver experiments and the students who stayed up late to do their homework. The Wizard Academy was to die that night under the alchemical powder of the temple.

And then the hasty wizards dealt with a group of temple armies that were trained according to the army. Although the wizard is still in an advantage in terms of strength, because of his extraordinary strength, Salazar himself went to the wizard's council to report Fei Lan's death. As a result, the transcendent who should have been at the crushing level has become a weakness, and if it weren't for Roque dragging the four transcendent knights alone, the wizarding academy might have been cold.

By the time the war officially began, the people of the main temple were already in place, and the priests of the nearby branch halls were also coming in the direction of Philadelphia.

And as the number of people in the temple increased, the advantage of wizards diminished rapidly. 、

If it's hard-hitting, a wizard's transcendence can take on three priest transcendents or five knight transcendentals. But if it was a fight in the temple, it would only be able to deal with two of them. This is the strangeness of the power system of the temple, the stronger the people of the temple where the belief is stronger. this

Moreover, the people of the temple have extremely strong ability to cooperate in combat, so the more people in the temple are, the more their combat ability will increase exponentially.

"Are these temple guys crazy?" said Suffini angrily, not fighting in the air, but on the ground.

"Crazy?" roared Arno, "why didn't you think that the consequences would be war when you murdered our high priest?"

"Who has the spare time to kill your priest?" Suffini dodged a few magic arrows fired at her in the air, and returned a few fireballs with a backhand.

On the other side, Roque, who was fighting with the four transcendent knights, turned around and said, "Don't be verbose with them!

"Find faults? High Priest André's body has just been buried. Andu replied in the same way: "Evil sorcerer, we have nothing more to say!

As he spoke, a strong white light emanated from Andu's hand and flew into the four knights who were entanglement with Roque.

Roque's pressure suddenly increased a lot, and although the weapons of those people in the temple couldn't cut through his skin, they really hurt. The power ran down his muscles, tingling his nerves with a vibrating. And he didn't even punch the person in the temple in front of him.

Every time Roque attacked, the knight of the temple would use his shield to skillfully thank him, and then use his shield to deliver a critical blow to Roque's face.

"The gap in skill and consciousness is something that is difficult for any CD to bridge. Frank looked at Roque's situation and said regretfully, "At that time, his skill plug-in was set to be activated after combining it with Karin." ”

"However, his performance was really bad enough. Xiao Hei said: "A knight apprentice has better power than him. ”

"It's just that it's not fully integrated yet, and our heroes won't let me down. Frank smiled and said, "Are the people from the main hall of the Holy See almost here?"

"A few eighth-level ascetics haven't come yet. Xiaobai said, she had already carefully checked through the detection insects.

"Isn't there a real boss yet?" Frank said regretfully, "But it seems that the eighth-level people on the wizard's side have gone to seclusion, looking for a way to break through the legend." ”

"The eighth level of the temple is only equivalent to the seventh level of wizards, and they don't have many means of attack. However, there is a forbidden large-scale chanting magic that is said to be able to exert the power of the legendary level. Xiaobai said.

"Legendary?" said Frank softly.

The angel he dealt with this time, the pseudo-legendary creature that appeared just by virtue of Andre's self-sacrifice, almost killed him.

If it weren't for the original Jason's mutation due to the host's weak will, he lost his intelligence and agility in exchange for unusual strength and physique. And he put Sétin Ai in advance and filled it with a Chaos Heavy Cannon. I guess I really have to give myself a song "Cool Cool".

However, although Jason's physique and strength this time are surprising, this unfortunate value is not static, but changes with demand. The good thing to say is that it is strong when it is strong (it is weak when it is weak), and the bad point is that the power is unstable, like scum.

So Jason was really still pitted into a half-finished product, Frank thought helplessly, but the changes on the battlefield attracted Frank's attention.

On the battlefield, where the temple had been fully dominant, the white light and colorful magic energy floating in the air were expelled. There was only a sheer purple left in the sky.

"Purple?, mutated lightning?" Frank thought, "that Salazar's hole cards?"

"Filled with one of the four elements of the world, I make a pact with you with my blood. Thou art the spirit of the world, wielding the strongest killing power in the world, thou art the blade of the gods, filled with the wrath of nature. Thunder Elemental Elves, obey my commands, Endless Thunder!" Salazar's voice rang out, and the sky was filled with the power of raging thunder and lightning.

"Have you had enough trouble?" Salazar's eyes were filled with anger, "Do you want me to give you a ride?"

"Having said that, in order to resist the tyrant we briefly united. The temple doesn't even want this last shred of integrity, does it?" said Salazar angrily.

"We don't talk about trust?" Arno said, ignoring the terrifying magical pressure above his head, "You wizards killed the high priest, and you still have the face to say that I don't talk about trust?"

"The old white turtle is dead?" Salazar said, surprised, he knew Andre very well. A guy who doesn't care at all about the comparison between wizards and priests, although the relationship between the two is extremely poor, but even he has to admit that Andre's strength is not worse than him.

"There's no way our people can kill that old white turtle. Salazar said, "That guy's strength is definitely not something that we wizards can easily deal with. ”