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There is always a distance between reality and ideals.

For example, a young writer resolutely resigned to join the online literature industry, and his ideal is to change 30,000 words a day and earn 200,000 a month. But in fact, he may not even be able to write 10,000 words a day, and he didn't earn 200,000 yuan in a year, but sent himself to the hospital......

For example, Sui Xiong is quite confident in his painting skills, and if he travels back to the Tang and Song dynasties, he may be able to become a famous artist with his painting skills, leaving behind a legend that is enough to complement stories such as "the finishing touch". But he crossed into this world and became a big jellyfish......

And back on the battlefield here, the gap between the ideal and the reality is that although Woods Igor is equipped with the Eagle Three Artifacts and has the legendary priest use a whole set of buff spells for himself, this has not been able to make up for the strength gap between him and Noorham.

Oh, he made up for it a little, at least he fought Nolem for nine rounds before he was smashed away by an axe.

"What a waste!" Nollam didn't pursue, and as a hoplite, he was really not good at doing light cavalry work such as chasing the dead and chasing the north, so after he smashed Woods with an axe, he just stood there with a long-handled axe and laughed, "Compared to your Lao Tzu, you simply insulted the three artifacts of the eagle!"

He was really qualified to say this, in the past years, he had fought with Woods' father more than once, or whenever the three eagles were powerful, he was most likely on top.

Most of the wounds on his body were cut by the eagle's sword.

As an old rival of His Majesty the King of the Eagle Kingdom, as an old rival of the Sword of the Eagle. His criticism was so powerful that Woods was speechless.

Well, I'm vomiting blood, and I can't speak.

"Protect Your Majesty!"

"Retreat! retreat, retreat!"

The king was beaten and vomited blood, and the Praetorian Guards panicked, and they were in a mess. Some hurried to Woods' side, trying to shield him, while others hurriedly adjusted their formation, to retreat with their troops, and quickly sent His Majesty to a safe place to rest.

Seeing the golden-crowned eagle flag swaying, it was about to turn around and retreat after a while.

When that time comes, the army will be defeated.

At this moment, a figure appeared outside the main plane, closest to the battlefield.

It was a knight on a bony old horse. Wearing tattered armor, both men and horses were listless, and the whole person looked shabby and depressed to the extreme.

But even if he looked like this, no one dared to underestimate him, at least a dozen figures appeared one after another the moment he appeared, trying to block his way.

However, they were a step too late, and could only watch as the shabby old knight rode the old horse, which seemed to be about to die at any moment. Entered the main plane.

"How is that possible!" Bigpist cried out, "Isn't he a powerful god!

As everyone knows. The Goddess of Life has left a wonderful barrier on the main plane, and once any god beyond the weak divine power enters the main plane, it will be killed by the divine power and thunder that falls from the sky, without exception.

This criterion is valid not only for gods, but also for all kinds of powerful beings and even inanimate beings.

If you want to step into the main plane, you must either set a seal. Suppress your power to this standard, or create a small world to envelop you temporarily, avoiding real contact with the main plane.

Otherwise, just wait for the sky to thunder and scatter!

However, the God of Knights has broken through this limitation, and he is obviously a powerful god. He actually stepped into the main plane and was not killed by the thunder of the goddess of life!

This...... How can it be?!

There was an uproar in the Pantheon, and I don't know how many gods stood up and looked at the knight god who was sitting on his chair, as if he might die at any moment.

"Your Majesty, Lord of Order, this is against order!" Le Feng finally couldn't keep his demeanor anymore, and jumped up and shouted.

The Lord of Order, who rarely got up, stood up, looked back at the god of knights, and then seemed to understand something, and sighed softly.

"He didn't break the order. He said, "Astoril is now only a faint god." ”

The gods were stunned for a moment, and then realized that the seat of the god of knights had reached a considerable back in the pantheon, which meant that his godhead had fallen to the level of weak divine power.

But...... How is this possible?!

How could a peerless powerhouse who once had a powerful divine power and single-handedly defeated the entire orc god system fall to this point?

Le Feng was stunned for a long time before he finally came back to his senses and shouted: "You did it on purpose! You deliberately stripped yourself of your godhood and let your godhead fall, so as to avoid the restriction and step into the main plane!"

The god of knights did not answer, but just sat there in silence.

Outside the main plane, the orc gods looked at each other, not knowing what to do for a while.

When the god of knights steps into the world, he will surely go straight to the battlefield. Even if it is only a small divine power, but his followers are on the battlefield at the moment, and a god is fighting side by side with his followers, what a terrifying power it will be!

Theoretically, the orc gods can of course also reduce their godhead to the level of weak divine power by stripping them of their godhood, and then rush to deal with the knight gods. However, not to mention whether there is time to do such a thing in an emergency, stripping the priesthood is an extremely painful thing for the gods, and only three or five days of rest afterwards can be regarded as a strong body and a strong will, and after stripping the priesthood, they rush to fight the god of knights?

They pondered here, but the god of knights had already ridden forward, and many of his followers were on the battlefield over there, and with the connection of faith, in an instant, even men and horses crossed the entire sky and reached the center of the battlefield.

Coincidentally, he happened to be on the battlefield of Spender and Creek. And when it appeared, the wind set off by the powerful coercion just blew all the orcs who were about to break through the position away.

When he landed, he turned his head and saw that the position was covered in blood. The loyal and brave warriors of the Church of the God of Knights lay on the ground, most of them were dying, and only a few could barely stand up.

With a swing of his sword, a warm light fell, and not only those who were still standing immediately regained their health and strength, but even those who were injured were instantly restored. Even the knights who had just died came back to life, looking around blankly, not knowing what was going on.

But the connection of faith between the gods and the believers immediately made them understand what was going on.

The gods they believed in, the destination of their souls, the great knights they worshipped and eulogized since childhood, came to earth in person!

Spindu burst into tears, so excited that he threw away his sword. He hugged Crick and shouted, "Your Majesty! Your Majesty, He has come personally, He has come to help us!"

"Loose ...... Let go...... I...... I'm going to be ...... by you Strangled...... ......"

By the time Spencer came back to his senses and quickly let go, Crick had already turned pale, and he almost lost his breath.

He was also miserable, he didn't die in the fierce battle just now, but he was almost strangled to death by his friend who was overly violent under the joy when the dawn came.

"I realized today that the air is so beautiful. It's such a blessing to be able to breathe......"

Skipping Creek, who was sitting on the ground gasping for air, the knight god's gaze swept over the believers. With a slight smile, he drew his sword.

His sword was unpretentious and unadorned, like a second-rate blacksmith in an ordinary town who would make up for a fledgling rookie.

He raised his sword to the sky, and infinite white light fell from the sky and fell on every believer of the god of knights on the battlefield. Healing the living, resurrecting the dead, and giving them endless courage to understand that the God they believe in has come to fight alongside them.

Time. The devotees of the god of knights cheered in unison, and the cheers were one after another, suppressing the sound of fighting on the battlefield.

In the next moment, the god of knights swung his sword and pointed at the orc's position.

All the worshippers of the god of knights shouted and roared together, and the still alive clenched their weapons, and the newly resurrected picked up a weapon and charged towards the orc's position.

Almost all the people in the entire main plane who believe in the god of knights and have a certain strength are gathered here, originally they were only regarded as outcasts sent to death, but now, they are the protagonists of this war!

"Forward, forward!"

"Charge, Attack, Victory!"

"Kill those orcs!"

"Fight for the glory of Your Majesty!"

"I have no regrets in my life!"

There are also many knights singing in unison the hymn of the Church of the God of Knights, which is a hymn to the first gods of mankind and to the old knights who protect mankind.

For a long time, the knights sang such hymns, fought bloody battles in difficult and difficult battles, and fell one by one. Even though they have no regrets, they have no regrets.

But today, the gods they sang of have come!

The singing voices are connected together, and the battle clouds soar into the sky.

Under the banner of the Orc Emperor, Emperor Yunero frowned deeply, clenching his fists tightly, not knowing what to do.

"How so?!" he roared in a low voice, restless like a tiger in a cage, but helpless, "what should I do!"

And outside the main plane, the orc gods are also desperately trying to find a way.

They must hurry, because if they don't hurry, this war will be lost.

"That's right, we also have weak divine powers!" Le Feng's eyes suddenly lit up, and he set his eyes on a few gods who had always lacked a sense of existence in the orc god system.

The gods immediately panicked, and hurriedly begged for mercy one by one.

Although they can freely enter and exit the main plane, but with their ability, to deal with the god of knights?

Hehe.

Le Feng also reacted immediately, understood that this idea was not reliable at all, and sighed deeply.

"Descend the avatar. He said helplessly, "That old man looks like he's dying, there are so many of us, all of us are young and strong, even if we take the incarnation to fight him, it will consume him!"

There's really no way to do it, and the avatar of the god seems to be able to fight at first glance, but in fact, the gap between it and the main body is very large. Maybe when facing a rookie-level god like Sui Xiong, there is not much difference between the incarnation and the real body, but in the face of the knight god, an old Jianghu who is older than more than 90% of the gods, sending the incarnation to battle is simply to send the old man to death, using his precious divine power to consume the old man's physical strength.

This exchange is so bad that I vomit blood!

Seeing that even His Majesty the Lord God was going to send an incarnation to fight, those few weak divine powers couldn't sit still, and they all asked for help. But since Le Feng had decided to bleed and lose money to kill the god of knights, how could he risk the fall of his subordinates and let them join the war?

So with the light flickering, the incarnations of the orc gods appeared in the world one after another, rushing towards the battlefield.

What was originally just a war between orcs and humans has finally evolved into a war of the gods.

One god, face one god.

Just like a long, long time ago, when humanity was just born.

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