Eager to be witnesses of miracles, thousands of people followed the tall oracle in their own way, and came to the outside of Fidlet, relying on the blessing of the oracle, the thousands of people on the ship did not feel hungry and tired, which made more people believe that the gods were watching the land, watching the messengers of the gods who had the power to perform miracles.

Silent pressure soon enveloped the area east of Fidlet, and a large number of Shadow Crossbowmen legions lined up out of the city, opposing the indifferent Simmond and his followers on the other side, looking down from the sky, the size of the legion of five thousand men was comparable to the followers behind Simond.

The sword was unsheathed, the bow was wound, and a centurion on a horse approached Simond and the others with a solemn face, but the horse let out a terrified neighing when it was less than fifty meters away from Simmond, and the next second it fell to the ground with its hooves and swallowed its last breath.

Embarrassed to get up from the ground, guessing that it was the hands and feet of the gods, the centurion suppressed the fear in his heart, gritted his teeth and continued to move forward,

Arriving at the so-called 'oracle', the centurion peeked at the tall and strong man with his legs weak, and then turned to look at the followers of the oracle, and opened his voice.

"What do you want to do? Want to rebel? Have you forgotten who brought you the good life you have now? ”

Under the centurion's questioning, an old man stepped forward.

"My lord, we have not forgotten who established the great Emerald Territory, we are just eager to witness more miracles, because in front of you is the real oracle, I was once a cripple, it was the god who healed my right leg so that I could walk, we are just witnesses, and we are not ready to do anything."

The others also echoed the old man's words, and the centurion turned his head with some embarrassment at the old man's excuse, and saw that Epsol shook his head, and then gritted his teeth and continued.

"You're rebelling! The people who are leaving now are not guilty, don't blame me for not saying the ......"

Before he could finish speaking, a large hand covered the centurion's head from the sky, and the giant oracle made a spiritual voice that everyone could hear.

"Surrender your soul to the God of Justice, and the unclean will be washed by fire, but the innocent will be healed and comforted."

The oracle's right palm shot out a dozen thin pale blue lines and pierced into the centurion's body, and the whole body began to glow with a faint blue light.

"The unclean are buried here, and you deserve this sin."

"Ahhhh

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”

As if the sound of judgment, the centurion's body was naturally scorched by the holy blue flames from the inside out, and the man let out a painful wail from his soul, trying to escape from Simmond's grasp, the man turned his body and crawled a few steps, but he could only fall to the ground weakly, allowing his body to be consumed by the ice blue soul flames, and become a skeleton charred corpse in the blue ashes.

"He's the enemy! Shoot the arrows! ”

No longer hesitating, Epsol gave the order to attack, and on the other side, dozens of black rose mages on the city wall retracted their gazes with fearful expressions, and looked at Meredith, a little hesitant to attack.

In just a few seconds, the mage of the Black Rose sensed the terrifying power contained in the body of the Divine Envoy, which was not an enemy they could fight against at all.

"Don't forget who gave you the power and wealth you have now, and don't forget what kind of vows you made when you embarked on the path of a mage, Black Rose has never been a coward, not now, and will not have it in the future, show all your abilities."

"The Legend of the Fairy Tree"

After saying it coldly, Meredith raised his staff and began to cast his magic.

The ashamed mages finally abandoned the fear of different levels of life and began to unleash the most powerful magic they could wield.

Watching the rain of arrows and the glow of magic shooting across the sky towards him and others, behind Simmond, someone finally realized the seriousness of the matter, and also realized that he was involved in the war, fear struck, and people began to flee.

"Believers in God will not be harmed."

The spiritual voice made the heart of the person who wanted to run away stop.

Mond raised his hands high, and a huge light blue shield enveloped thousands of followers, whether it was a rain of arrows or violent magic, after touching the shield, it could only bring out ripples and disappear directly.

Unable to shake the shield with a terrible attack like a raging storm, the followers erupted in violent cheers, and Simmond, who had blocked the attack, did not attack, but stood in place, as if waiting for something.

Sheena, disguised as Lester, stood on top of the inner wall tower wearing a mask, and even Morris couldn't see the woman's expression.

By Sheena's side, Misha, who was covered in a cloak, frowned and looked at the conflict outside the city, as if she felt something, and Simmond suddenly looked up at the tower, meeting Misha's gaze.

The astral link was forcibly established in the blink of an eye, and a man's indifferent voice appeared in Misha's ears.

"Kyle, the wrath of the God of Justice is unstoppable, the Emerald Collar is about to fall, if you are willing to return to the astral plane, the Emerald Collar can avoid this disaster, this is the result of Mihira's intercession."

"What if I say no?"

"Then hand over 'Leicester' and let 'Leicester' be judged by the God of Justice."

After a moment's hesitation, Misha responded.

"But Lester isn't here."

"It doesn't matter who 'Lester' is, what matters is that 'Lester' must be judged, the choice is yours, and if there is no result at sunset, the Emerald Collar will perish."

The link was forcibly established, and it was forcibly cut off in the blink of an eye, and with this hand alone, Misha knew that she would definitely not be the opponent of a tall and bald man.

Misha looked at her sister next to her, and the masked sister was 'Lester' at the moment, which meant that if she didn't go, her sister would have to be judged.

Whether it was the real Lester or his sister who was on trial, it was not what Misha wanted to see.

"Sister, do you think we can defeat him?"

"It's not us, it's me, Sheena, you're more important to the Emerald Collar than I am right now."

Misha lowered her hood and embraced her sister with open arms, her future uncertain, knowing that this might be the last time she said goodbye to her dear sister.

"I can beat him, and you're here waiting for him to come back and take care of Daddy."

"Sister, bring this sword with you, the star and the fire are one, not to mention, Brother Lester said that this sword was originally left to you by those people."

Misha looked at the star rune blade handed by her sister with some surprise, she knew how much her sister liked this divine sword, but at this moment her sister handed it to her without hesitation.

Even if she was reluctant, Misha knew that she would have to solve this matter sooner or later, and it was best for her to go to the astral boundary alone.

The two divine swords, one left and one right, were held in Misha's hands, slowly approaching, as if sensing Misha's will, the star rune blade and the fire rune blade merged into one in the divine light, from a slender thin sword to a broad sword, the power of the starfire flowed on it, and the starfire rune blade returned to her original appearance.

"Sheena, don't give up hope in life at any time, take care of yourself."

As soon as she took off her cloak, her white and holy wings bloomed from behind her back, and Misha, holding the Starfire Talisman, flew into the sky.

"Sister, be careful."

A little worried Sheena blurted out, and the woman in the sky looked back and smiled.

"Don't worry, I'll come when I go."