Chapter 151

The sun was setting and the sky was getting dark. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. biqUgE怂 ļ½‰ļ½Žļ½†ļ½

The Mystic Tower Federation is located in the Southern Plateau of the Main Plane Continent, and the climate is relatively warm, but Green Tree City is almost the northernmost part of the Southern Plateau, and the late autumn nights are already quite cold. If you are an ordinary person, if you don't huddle at home in this weather, you have to light a bonfire to keep warm.

However, the two churches came this time were all elites, not a single ordinary person, either a mid-to-high-level clergyman, or a senior adventurer, although they did not dare to say that the cold and heat would not invade, at least they would never take this cold to heart.

In the twilight, the prayers on the divine power positions on both sides were connected, and powerful spells were released one after another, either blasting towards the opponent's position, or firmly holding their own position, each with its own usefulness, without even a single trick.

At first glance, the two sides seem to be in order, as if they had been rehearsed in advance. But in fact, they have drawn as much power as they can, and every spell they cast has been pre-researched to ensure that not a single spell is wasted, and not even a second of time is not wasted.

This kind of battle is no joke, and the spells that come out of a three-digit clergyman's prayer together, each one comparable to a legendary priest's shot. Ordinary people will die immediately even if they wipe the edges, and they won't even have time to rescue them.

If you can't make the battle as efficient as possible, you are likely to miss a single miss, and your opponent's spells will break through your defenses. At that time, even if the top masters can escape for their lives, the elites in the backbone of the church will definitely suffer heavy losses.

Neither church head nor the head of the church wants to see such a thing.

Of course, they both want this to happen to each other, and they are working on it.

As for whether this has any effect? Looking at the solemn faces of the heads of the two sides, we can see that not only has it worked, but it has also worked very well, so good that they feel extremely stressed on each other.

"Strange! How can a group of guys who have only established a church for more than twenty years use the joint divine technique so neatly?" On the divine power position of the Church of the Noble God, the high priest had already handed over the work of presiding over the prayer to a high-ranking priest to lead the team, and he stood by and watched the battle. She looked at it carefully for a long time, and couldn't help frowning and muttering to herself.

This is very unreasonable, because the training of the clergy is a long-term work, and without a sufficient number of clergy, there is no way to talk about "joint casting". Even if there are enough clergy, it will take a lot of training to be able to get them to be consistent in their prayers and thus achieve joint casting.

The Church of the God of Knowledge has only been established for more than 20 years, and in the first ten years or so, there was not even enough manpower to spread out the mission, and it is only in the last few years that there is a relatively sufficient number of people available. But even so, where did they have the time to gather these elite priests and train them in the rare United Divine Technique?

This is like a certain company, obviously there is a shortage of manpower, eager to use women as men, men as livestock, or even one person as two people, in this case, how can they have extra time and energy, to play what singing, dancing, speeches, reports, to engage in the "corporate culture" of Na Rausch?

Generally speaking, a church must have a history of more than 100 years and accumulate four or five generations or even more clergy in order to have enough manpower to train United Divine Arts.

Just like the Church of the Noble God, it was only after its establishment a hundred years ago that it began to train this.

This is the essence of the big sect, and it is definitely not something that the nouveau riche can do!

Not only was she surprised, but so was the god of nobility who was watching the battle in the sky, and he looked carefully at the priests of the god of knowledge, trying to see what was going on in these people.

But this is doomed to be in vain, because even the gods cannot figure out when these priests trained.

...... In sleep.

A few years ago, Sui Xiong came up with a virtual reality game. He originally intended to use this system to make people experience fear, so as to eliminate the fear of fear and achieve the goal of changing the camp of the fear cleric. But in practice, he found that the system could not only be used for this, but also for training.

When lying in this system to experience a period of virtual life, the human body is almost in a state of rest, roughly lying down for four hours a day, which can be worth about two hours of sleep.

As a result, the Church of the Void Mask and its subordinate churches of the gods of knowledge, healing, and healing began to use this system to train priests. Using this rather realistic experience allows clerics to gain adventurous experience and also allows them to learn skills that they don't normally have time to learn.

Let's say, joint magic.

The biggest difficulty in learning the art of union is that it requires the clergy to gather and train. But using a virtual reality game system, mediated by the gods, can connect the clergy lying in the game pod, allowing them to train without leaving their homes.

And...... It doesn't take much of a break yet.

Through the past few years of training, several churches have cultivated many clergy who can perform the United Divine Technique, and even trained a lot of offensive and defensive routines of the Combined Divine Technique. At this moment, when we cooperate in reality, it is like training in a virtual reality game, in an orderly and orderly manner, without the slightest panic.

Even...... If you look closely, you'll see that their casting efficiency is even a little higher than that of the other side!

These things are the secrets of the various churches of the Void God, how can the god of nobility and his church know!

Although Sui Xiong was in the air, he had been paying attention to the battle situation on both sides, whether it was the surprised expression of the god of nobles or the confused self-talk of the high priest of his church, he could see and hear it clearly.

The green jellyfish smiled slightly, and couldn't help but feel a little proud in her heart.

(Science and technology are the primary productive forces, and you turtles are still far behind!)

But the power of technology is not limitless, and in fact, even with the help of virtual reality systems, enough clergy can be trained to perform joint divine arts, the problem of lack of manpower still plagues the Church of the God of Knowledge.

Among other things, there are almost two hundred people praying in the Church of the Noble God, and they are only half of each other.

The essence of the United Divine Technique is to unite the power of the prayers of the people into powerful spells. Of course, the more people the better, and the more efficient the union, the better. The difference between the two sides is half the difference, and the difference is obvious.

If it weren't for the fact that the efficiency of their joint spell casting was a little higher than that of the other party, and the speed of casting spells was relatively fast, I am afraid that they would have been unable to resist it for a long time.

But even so, they have gradually fallen behind, from the beginning of each other's attack and defense, slowly turned into a move, out of ten spells, about seven or eight are used for defense, and one or two are used for support, as for counterattack...... You can only attack once in a while, so that the opponent does not dare to be too careless.

Orien Gerten watched the scene, her brow furrowed.

She waited for a long time, and finally couldn't help but ask, "Can the Divine Envoy attack?"

"I'm going to have to wait a little longer. The altar side immediately replied, "I haven't been able to summon an elite oracle yet, and if there is no elite oracle to lead the team, it is impossible to defeat the legendary powerhouse by relying on the mass-produced oracle alone." ā€

Orian took a deep breath and made her tone as calm as possible, but she couldn't help but speak faster: "Kabbalah, don't you usually have a very white face, why is it suddenly dark today?"

On the other side of the altar, the young priest, who was usually lucky, smiled wryly, unable to answer the question.

Luck, who knows what's going on?

If there is really a way to solve the problem of luck, then how can there be a large number of high-level "Africans"? )