Ecclesiastical envoys traveled around the continent to mediate, urging them to urgently mobilize troops to reinforce the Gallic Empire.

When the Eastern Plain's defense line against the Continental Bridge was breached, and the news of the nomadic cavalry swarming in came, the church's high-level leaders finally couldn't hold back the shock in their hearts, and one after another oracles were issued, and the church's huge Templar Knights were quickly mobilized, and a large number of Templar knights chanted the name of the gods and rode on their mounts.

Like a taut bow, the Church is about to strike a powerful blow at the nomads of the Continental Bridge.

As the sharpest and most crazy knife of the Church, a 10,000-strong Flying Dragoon Regiment rushed out of the church's headquarters as soon as possible. With gray-green skin, a pair of sharp claws, and a hideous face, the green wyverns let out a sharp whistling, and with golden armor on their backs, and a special eight-meter-long riding spear, the majestic punishment knights soared into the air.

These green flying dragons are all demonic beasts specially cultivated by the church, and each green flying dragon has a high-level combat power. Although the green wyverns, who are nearly ten meters long, can only use the most ordinary poisonous mist breathing magic, the poisonous gas they spit out contains extremely powerful corrosive power. On a large-scale battlefield, the scene of 10,000 green dragons spewing poisonous mist at the same time will become an eternal nightmare for the enemy.

The huge group of flying dragons circled three times over the holy mountain, and then as a high-pitched bell rang, the group flew towards the east as fast as it could.

The nomadic cavalry of the Continental Bridge invaded the Eastern Plains, something that had happened for countless years. But it was all small-scale petty fighting, and at most three or five thousand nomadic horse thieves sneaked into the eastern plains. Just plunder to your heart's content.

But this time, the combined forces of the ten nomadic empires poured into the eastern plains, and the entire western continent would be crushed by the hooves of these crazy nomads. The church also has no concern for preserving its strength. The maximum mobilization order was directly issued.

Ten thousand green dragons let out a sharp whistling sound and flew all the way out of the range of the holy mountain.

The three popes and countless church leaders stood on the heights of the temples, looking out at this majestic wyvering dragoon. couldn't help but show a reserved smile. This is just a vanguard force, these 10,000 Wyvern Dracons who are enough to destroy any kingdom are just a vanguard force.

The army of the church will either not move, and since it is going to move, then it will use the force of thunder to annihilate those alien races in one fell swoop.

It's just the Wyvern Dragoons, and the Church is awakening the primeval dragons who have surrendered to the gods and are now asleep. When the real dragoons appear on the battlefield, those daring heretics, those damned heretics. Will they be scared of the ball?

In the midst of the reserved smiles of the Popes and Elders, a huge red lightning bolt fell out of thin air.

The lightning almost completely tore the entire sky apart, and the dark clouds in the sky were torn to pieces by the electric light, and the heavens and the earth were filled with the dazzling electric light. In the angry roar of many of the church's top brassiers, it was miles thick. Red lightning that stretched for thousands of miles smashed heavily into the ranks of the 10,000 Wyvern Knights.

The world fell silent for a while, all the light and sound disappeared, and everyone could only see a trace of black shadow left by those Wyvern Knights, which was also the last mark they left in this world.

When the deafening thunderstorm suddenly sounded, the 10,000 Wyvern Knights of the Temple of Punishment disappeared cleanly. 10,000 green flying dragons whose strength is equivalent to the high level of the heavens, and 10,000 punishment knights whose weakest strength is in the middle of the heavenly rank. Such a strong army, which could even defeat an elite army of ten times the number of heavy cavalry on a frontal battlefield, just disappeared without a trace.

The countless temples of the entire holy mountain trembled violently, and when the thunder rolled over the heads of everyone, the exquisite statues decorated on many temples were at least more than two hundred destroyed, and rubble and rubble were scattered all over the ground.

The red thunder slowly dissipated, but there was still a crack in the sky that was miles wide.

Dark clouds rolled on both sides of the rift, but they didn't dare to take a step beyond the thunder pool. Such a clear rift that stretched for thousands of miles crossed the void like this, and the brilliant sunlight sprinkled through the gap, and the golden sunlight was like a big knife, which happened to divide the entire holy mountain into two halves from the middle.

"Desert Madness Rehamami Karma!"

An angry voice came from inside a steep mountain peak at the heart of the sacred mountain. The sound visible to the naked eye burst out, shattering the clouds within a radius of hundreds of miles of the holy mountain, and a pillar of golden sunlight shone straight down, and the countless temples of the holy mountain shone in the golden sunlight, really as brilliant as the abode of the gods.

A ray of white divine light rose from that mountain peak, and an old man wearing a white divine robe, wearing a pure gold crown, and holding a white crystal scepter stood in the white light, looking coldly at a faint figure at the junction of the eastern heaven and earth.

"Do you want to provoke another religious war?" the old man in the white light scolded sharply, "The war between the world, we can let the alien races controlled by your two temples do whatever they want. But you personally intervened in this war, what do you want to do?"

The tiny figure suddenly grew larger, and with one step, he stepped directly into the confines of the Holy Mountain. He and the old man in the white light looked at each other from a distance of dozens of miles, and smiled coldly: "Could it be that those little ghosts who ride bipedal reptiles are there to give flowers to my children?

One of the three major popes of the Church, in charge of all the forces of the Church, in charge of the Correctional Chamber, with the military power of elite forces such as the Knights of Punishment and the Holy Guardian Order, and at the same time, as the strongest individual combat power among the three popes, the Scepter Pope raised the giant scepter in his hand that can be called the 'Golden Pillar', and roared in a rumbling voice.

"Heretics, are there no clergy of the Desert Temple and the Prairie Temple in the armies of those heretics at the Continental Bridge, and since you have joined the war, we will grant you war!"

The figure in the sky was hazy, his body seemed to be surrounded by countless phantoms of blades of grass, his body was always twisting and shaking, and he couldn't see what he was born like at all. Occasionally, a few blades of grass phantoms collided with each other, and red electric light burst out from the cyan blades of grass, and the low thunder shook the nearby hills.

Hearing the scolding of the Pope of Wand, the man known as Hami Gardi laughed strangely: "Ah, our children are mixed in with the army of the believers, have you found out?

As the nominal supreme leader of the Church, the Holy Crown Pope naturally would not let the Pope of Scepter take away his appearance.

With a slight cough, the Holy Crown Pope stood proudly on the terrace at the top of his dormitory, and said coldly to Hami Gardi: "Your Excellency is sure that you want to involve the religious forces in the secular war? ”

Hami Gardi was stunned, and then he suddenly hugged his belly and laughed hysterically, he was convulsing with laughter, the phantom of the blade of grass on the surface of his body rubbed violently, and more electric light and thunderstorm sound continued to spew out.

"Give us war? No, it has always been our initiative to pursue war!"

"Don't think about leaving, little guy, who do you think you are? What qualifications do you have to say such things? Let your Yuanzong speak! Just you little ant, I can trample 10,000 to death with one foot! Let the few old immortals with the highest status come out and talk to me! Others, I don't bother to talk to you!"

The old man in the white light sneered: "Hamimi? Gardi, although you are a disciple of the god of the grassland, you are not qualified to ask for your Highnesses Yuanzong! I think we are qualified enough to deal with you!"

With the old man's words, more divine light rose from all over the holy mountain, and countless clergy of the church who exuded a demigod aura and had a solemn and holy face suspended in the air, surrounding Hami Gardi.

The Holy Crown Pope smiled reservedly: "Hami Gardi, the second disciple of the Prairie God, the only younger brother of the Prairie Hyena Harlan Gardi, and the second master of the Prairie Temple, you have fallen here today because you are too arrogant. ”

Mocking laughter came from afar, and the overwhelming wind whistled from the north with palm-sized snowflakes and immeasurable ice crystals.

In just a dozen breaths, the Holy Mountain was submerged in a vast snowfall, and it was not bad that the Holy Mountain had a huge divine array within it, and the boundless jungles and rivers near the Holy Mountain were frozen by the terrible cold air, and even more than a dozen mountains were frozen to the point of shattering and exploding, and the heaven and earth echoed with the loud sound of countless trees being frozen and shattered.

The sound of hooves resounded through the heavens and the earth, and a long, more than 20-meter-long reindeer, slowly rode the wind from the north, and crashed headlong into the encirclement of the church, echoing Hami Gardi.

Seeing this huge reindeer, the people of the church were like someone had stuffed their mouths full of cow dung, and their faces turned blue for a while.

The reindeer coughed, then flicked its tail slightly: "Then, let's not talk about gossip, let's get down to business." This time, it is the Odin Temple, the two great temples of the Desert God and the Prairie God who have joined forces to launch a divine war against you. You can choose not to accept it, but we will not stop killing. ”

"Wars of Religion, old friends, this is a Wars of Religion!"

"I have brought the will of our High Priest - this time, we will dispatch the powerhouses of the Demigod Realm. ”

"This time, a real god war will break out! This is a war of demigods!"