Illusion.

This is an inference made by Han Dongwen in combination with the information given by Tilda.

The power of the knight Morpheus was distorted into such a manifestation after being "blessed" by the artificial false gods of the Church of God.

The place where the players of West Asia are at this moment is probably in the fantasy realm of Morpheus.

They won the battle, and Simeng was beaten violently......

It didn't actually happen?

"I can't spit tons of attributes to Inhumans at once, and the church shouldn't be able to......"

On the star boat, Han Dongwen had already tried his best to stand on the very edge, raising his eyes to look at the West Asian border ahead.

Because even Tilda couldn't say what kind of ability the current "tolerant" Morpheus had, the whole army of Simeng did not rush into the diocese of Tharis, but only cautiously surrounded and fortified, waiting for the illusion to be lifted.

"The Great Age of Genes"

The dissolution of the illusion is obvious.

The clouds over the parish of Taris had now turned all blood, and in the sunlight, they were as red as the end of the world.

There were no civilians in the five cities.

Only Simeng officers and soldiers were stationed here, and in front of the officers and soldiers, there were cavalry generals and hundred cavalry generals.

In front of the cavalry, several lieutenants were waiting here.

Tilda stood in front of everyone with a frozen spear in hand, looking out at the parish of Taris without saying a word.

Han Dongwen's position was twelve points safe, and he kept pacing back and forth on the star boat, nervously watching the blood-colored sky descend little by little.

There was one more thing he didn't understand.

What are the illusions for?

To drag on time?

But even if the people of the Five Cities really turned into the Yin of Man as they planned, wouldn't it be more important for the Church of God to attack together with the Yin of Man in order to take advantage of Simeng?

Letting out the yin of people alone, but hiding in the illusion yourself, I am afraid that it is not a way to achieve combat results.

Although the human yin is terrifying, it is not particularly difficult to have so many high-level combat forces gathered here.

"If I come, it will definitely be to let my master touch the opponent's master, so that they can't free up their hands to deal with the human yin, so that the human yin can be reflected against the small soldiers......"

He muttered to himself, like a lover of tactical command.

“…… No, if a master meets a master, there will always be no one who is higher than Archduke Tilda, or is it that Gascohen can already match Tilda on the basis of being strengthened by artificial gods? ”

"Your Highness, please go back to the gunhouse for a while, and give priority to safety."

Li Zai on the side stepped forward and hugged Han Dongwen.

The royal expedition, the star boat is the symbol of Han Dongwen here.

Han Dongwen nodded, didn't say much, and was ready to change his number.

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High in the sky, like a blood-colored curtain, the scarlet light finally fell from the clouds above the diocese of Taris to the ground.

As if carved by the scarlet light, the entire parish of Tharris, large and small, seems to have been reshaped with striking red edges.

The red light landed, and tens of thousands of figures were outlined in front of the entire Talis Parish realm.

First the outline, then the movement.

The Order's cult was already ready, and after the scarlet curtain was removed, it appeared on the border of the diocese of Taris.

And at the forefront of their battlefield was the noisy Inhuman Corps.

"What's going on? Blame refreshed? ”

"Resurrection, this wave is resurrection!"

"Look over there!"

The riots among the Inhumans of West Asia had just begun when they were interrupted by the sight that appeared in their eyes.

It was Tilda standing in mid-air, the Grand Duke of the West Asian player.

The scarlet light finally ended, and all the soldiers of the Episcopal Church appeared in her eyes.

It was the whole army of the five remaining knights, and among them was a white carriage that stood out, drawn by four groups of white horses, and above it was a wide chariot made of gold and silver carvings, almost like a stage on a carriage.

Above the holy car, in the center of the huge red velvet back seat, sat a pale, thin teenager.

He was dressed in a simple and pure black robe, with a necklace adorned with dark red gems around his neck, and a dark golden cup in his hand.

This is the most suitable vehicle that the Church of God has found after Tilda.

The new Son, Porta Lu.

In front of him was a mass with a golden glow and intricate patterns.

Gascoen stood by the Mass, dressed in an archbishop's gown covered with precious metals and precious stones, his eyes glowing with a blazing light.

"Traitor!"

Gascohen's shout pierced through the dead silence between the two armies.

In the West Asian army, a solemn and sacred salute was heard.

Like a grand mission, a holy Mass.

"Traitor!"

Four silver-armored and white-robed figures rose from the ground to mid-air level with Tilda.

On the side of the Simeng formation on the ground, the first machine saw at a glance the figure standing next to Jusapé that he remembered the most now.

Long blonde hair with slightly curly ends.

The delicate figure looks more like a doll than a knight.

But it was precisely with this silver armor and white robe that made her pink and jade face have a hint of other flavors in the wind, and her nose and eye sockets also had a hint of surging apple red because of the north wind.

Head of the Order of the Fourth Anglican, "Patience" Nancy.

Han Dongwen's fist was pinched to death, and his bones were almost white.

"Traitor?"

Tilda's voice rang out.

Her voice was never loud, but it seemed to carry a huge amount of magic that could be heard in every corner.

Too many people wanted to know what she said.

The instructors are also the people of West Asia.

The sudden disappearance of the Archduke himself, who had been for twenty years, left them to the Catholic Church.

Then the news of the Church of God has already arrived, and the saint of West Asia has been brainwashed and apostasy, committing the crime of indignation of man and god, and even took the initiative to lead the way and invade the border Morn Mountain.

At this juncture, the bishops of the Church seized the glory of God, and the Holy Spirit worked in the hearts of men to give them courage.

The Holy Spirit also chose a new Son to take over the power of God in place of the apostate Tilda, so that they could become the punishers of God.

That's the rhetoric of the Church of God.

Tilda's attitude is much simpler.

Bishop of the Church of God, the whole army of the Knights of the Anglican, treason.

It was a pre-war battle in which dirty water was poured on each other.

And Tilda, who really has popularity, should be the winner of this battle.

Therefore, as long as Tilda does not do anything that hurts the people of West Asia, and there is no reason to doubt her qualifications as a leader, she will definitely win the hearts and minds of the people.

If you accept that you are a rebel, how many more soldiers will go to war?

This is the truth that Han Dongwen taught Tilda, and he talked for a long time, and Tilda reluctantly agreed not to go up and kill Gascohen in the first place.

"The Grand Duke's Mansion has ruled West Asia for many years, and it has never harmed West Asia, but Archbishop Gascoen has been trying in vain to subvert the Grand Duke's Mansion and take back the power to the Church, so as to commit treason!"

Tilda swept the military formation of the Knights of the Anglican in front of him with a silver spear: "In the name of the Grand Duke of the Duchy of Western Asia, I declare war on Archbishop Gascoen and all his vassals, if you don't want to be affected, leave the military formation as soon as possible!" ”

"Rebels are held accountable for their deaths——!"

In the West Asian army, a knight who looked like an Overseer shouted and warned his men not to listen to Tilda's slander.

Before he could finish his sentence, however, a whirlwind of frost erupted around him, and Duckliel ice sprang from beneath his feet, instantly freezing him into an ice corpse.

Tilda, who didn't say a word, put down her raised hand.

What she meant was already obvious.

There is no need to worry about being held accountable by the Church, this archduke will protect all those who have lost their way and found their way back.

Straight ahead, Gascohen still had a smile on his face.

He glanced around, not only saw the officers and soldiers of Simeng, but also saw the Hopehawk City, which had no civilians.

If there are no civilians, then their ideas have been successful.

No one, nor did they feel that the human yin was triggered on a large scale, that is, the city had been slaughtered.

How can the people who slaughtered civilians after taking Eagle City gain the trust of the people of the Church?

"This former Grand Duke has long since been deprived of her conscience by the heretics of Simeng, let the truth reveal to her and her allies the cruel crimes committed against civilians here!"

In front of the West Asian military formation, "Patience" Nancy had already moved over all the instructors, and the light in her hands suddenly brightened, floating in the air.

The light gradually coalesced and materialized.

Han Dongwen on the ground frowned and raised his head, gradually recognizing the true appearance of the thing condensed by the light.

He was stunned for a moment, and then the corners of his mouth turned up.

Is that......

Xiuchun mirror?