High in the sky, there is a strange distorted space.

When viewed from outside the space, nothing can be felt, as if nothing exists in that place.

Even if you get closer, or even cross through, there will be nothing abnormal.

Only very, very close observation, and having the ability of a great alchemist, can see the effects of the distorted space on a microscopic level.

There is a glimmer of possibility to crack the distorted space.

And this is the space-time closed-loop magic newly developed by Lawson.

A small-scale space-time closed loop is a defensive magic technique, and a large-scale space-time closed loop is a semi-independent world.

What Lawson is doing is a super-large-scale space-time closed loop.

Except for the exchange of information, it does not have any impact on the normal world, and naturally achieves near-perfect stealth.

Inside the space-time closed loop, a luminous disk with a diameter of about five meters and condensed by divine power was suspended out of thin air.

On the disc are six flying transports identical to the Styx Ship of the Time Hunter.

Tall men and women were releasing rows of delicately shaped, spherical artifacts about the size of two adult fists from their transporters.

At present, as many as 100,000 have been released, and they are still being released rapidly.

This is naturally Rosen's Redemption Legion, and the spherical magic weapon is the core of the legion angel, which has been filled with divine power and is in a state to be activated.

And those tall men and women are the archangels that Lawson has worked hard to build, and they are high-end intelligent battle angels.

Or rather, the commander of the Redemption Corps.

Rosen and Gendeloni were standing in the center of the disc, looking down at the army of the undead that were rolling across the mountains towards the ruins of the capital of the Kingdom of Talib.

Gendelloni was puzzled.

"Rosen, the so-called Necromantic Lord should know that these ordinary necromantic warriors are no threat to Qiao Jia at all, so sending them here is not purely sending them to death?"

Rosen smiled: "Probably this is the so-called attrition tactic." ”

"The role of these mortal necromantic warriors is not to fight, but to pollute the earth."

"If you look closely, you will find that the pollution aura on these necromants is very strong, and this is essentially a supreme fifth-level divine art."

"There's nothing Joga can do about it, it's up to me to purify."

"According to common sense, purified again and again, the power of me, the god of the order camp, will naturally be constantly consumed."

"It's also common sense, whether it's me or Joga, after killing the army of necromancers, the soul of the necromancer will be collected by Van der Long by special means and turned into his divine power."

"I'll lose his strength, and when I'm weak to a certain extent, Vanderon will naturally be able to win against me, and even without his help, these dark demon gods can easily take my life."

Gendelloni roughly understood, but still couldn't figure it out.

"It's obviously a one-shot deal, and there's no future in it. Why do you think the dark god behind Vanderon did this? ”

When the living are gone, no new souls appear.

Rosen replied, "It's to disrupt the existing order of the Eight Realms."

Gendeloni broke the casserole and asked, "Then why destroy?" He's a powerful god, isn't life good enough? ”

Rosen smiled faintly: "There are two possibilities. ”

"If he is a saint who does what he says, then he wants to achieve what is called the convergence of the river Styx."

"Convergence of the River Styx? What do you mean? ”

"Probably to make the world non-existent mana, which is synonymous with the destruction of the River Styx."

Gendeloni felt terrible: "What about another possibility?" ”

"If he is a careerist who is inconsistent with his words and deeds, then he wants to disrupt the existing order, destroy the source of the divine power of the three supreme gods, and weaken his opponent, so as to give himself a chance to ascend to the supreme god position."

"And which one it is, I don't know now, only time will tell."

At this time, the army of necromancers had already marched to the outskirts of the ruins of the capital of the Kingdom of Talib.

As Rosen had predicted, the trees withered, the birds and beasts turned into dead spirits, and the water was poisonous.

The earth, which had just been purified a few days ago, was once again polluted at a speed visible to the naked eye into a stinking and terrifying plague land.

The level of contamination is several times stronger than the previous Necromantic army of Tarbrus.

To make matters worse, the army of necromancy approached the city from the upper reaches of the river, and within a few moments, the city's water source was undrinkable.

There are more than 5,000 survivors in the city, and they can only drink with spell condensation.

And even this is not safe, because the wind also carries the terrible smell of death.

After a long time, even the pure water condensed by the spell was contaminated.

And this is beyond the limits of what the demigods can handle.

Sure enough, it didn't take long for Rosen to feel the prayers of mortals.

In order to give Gendeloni a taste of what it was like to be a god, Rosen connected with her soul, and the two listened to prayers together.

After hearing a few words, Gendeloni's brows furrowed.

"It's a mess, it's a commotion, so many people are talking in my head together, and I can't hear anything clearly."

This is God's way of faith.

Becoming transcendent opens and draws great power from the believer's faith.

But the transcendent is too weak, at most only a demigod, although they can use faith to accumulate power, but they cannot resist the invasion of various demon gods.

Therefore, the transcendent can only become servants of the true God and help the true God shepherd mortals.

Just like the golden god of the past.

Rosen also felt a headache because the sound was so loud that he felt like entering a large classroom with thousands of students sitting and each student talking to him together.

I couldn't help but think in my heart.

'Generally, the true god only has two or three hundred stars, and even the heavens have thousands of stars of spell-casting ability, so it is strange to listen to the prayers of mortals every day and not go crazy. ’

It is no wonder that the true God wants to use the transcendent to rule the mortal world, because such noisy days are really impossible to live.

But Rosen is different.

He has a desktop with super computing power as a supplement.

I decided to take the time to develop a "Believer Management System", skip the middleman of the transcendent, and directly manage the mortals by myself.

As for the soul power received from mortals, it was focused into immortal-level mana, and then it was taken from the people and used for the people.

With this in mind, the ontology of the verdant wilderness has begun to write new programs.

Look back at the earth.

With a thought, Rosen blocked out most of the mortal prayers, leaving only the voices of the Joga couple.

Joga said.

"Great God of Time and Space, I really don't want to disturb you, but the minions of the Death Evil God are endless, and the power of the Evil God is far beyond the limits of what I can handle."

"I beg you to send down your grace and save the believers of the earth once again under the shadow of death."

The tone of the prayer was humble and there was a hidden anxiety.

Rosen could understand his anxiety, because Daisya told him that the previous gods had done a good job at the beginning, giving mortals a lot of confidence, but gradually they were not working.

As a result, the Empress of the Earth had to send even more powerful gods, all the way up to the Lord of War.

The God of War is a powerful god, and although only a projection of divine power has come, it has indeed caused great pressure on Vanderon and recovered a lot of lost territory occupied by the undead.

But it's a pity that this is just a projection of divine power after all, and after being cut off from the ontology by Vanderon, it finally failed.

According to Daisya, Aranza was annoyed by the defeat and had the idea of an ontological signature, but was eventually stopped by the Empress.

A humble little garden is not worth the risk of a powerful godlord.

As my thoughts drifted, I heard Lisa's prayer again.

"The benevolent and powerful god of time and space, terrifying evil has once again returned, and we have no clean water or safe food."

"We adults can be patient, but some women have children in their wombs, and some children have just been born, and they are forced to face this cruel world."

"God~ I pray that you will send down the grace of God and save these newborn children."

With tears in his eyes, Rosen didn't feel much, because he had known all this for a long time, and he was not very interested in this kind of deliberate sensationalism.

Gendeloni was very moved, and tears were heard, because it reminded her of the two children she had left in the Golden Continent.

"My dear, mortals are so pitiful that they have to find a way to defeat Vanderon once and for all!"

"No, it's not just Van der Long, but also the biggest mastermind behind the scenes, the Dark God!"

Rosen raised his hand and touched his wife's head: "It's not difficult to defeat Vanderon, but the dark god is not a simple person. ”

"There will be a hard, protracted battle between us and the dark gods, and it is uncertain whether we will be able to achieve the final victory in the end."

"Of course, this is something for our ontology to consider, and now, what we have to do is to defeat Van der Long completely."

At this time, the Legion of Salvation was ready, and a full 200,000 angels came.

Among them, for every 10,000 angel warriors, there is one archangel.

For every 100,000 angel warriors, there is another Seraph chief.

The outward characteristic that marks the identity of an angel is the number and shape of the wings of light behind it.

The higher the status of the Angel Warrior, the more gorgeous and numerous the Light Wings.

Ordinary angels have two wings, archangels have four wings, and Seraphs have six wings.

Angels are different in their inner powers, and their inner powers are also fundamentally different.

Ordinary angels only have 500 crystals of divine power, and their essence is consumables.

The four-winged archangel is the commander, and its control core is extremely powerful, loaded with highly anthropomorphic artificial intelligence programs, and blessed with all functional magic skills.

There is also a lot of divine power stored in his body, up to 50,000 crystals of fifth-level divine power.

These archangels are half male and half female, have different faces, and have their own unique personality traits.

Except for the fact that there is no soul and is a little indifferent, the rest are not much different from the 'living'.

As for the Seraphim Seraphim, who currently has only two, in addition to the more powerful hardware configuration than ordinary archangels, Lawson also named them separately.

Without much thought, he copied the angel names of the earth completely.

One was called Michael, and the other was called Kidburel.

These two Seraphs are the face of Lawson, the god of time and space.

Rosen's work was very fine, almost the highest level of his alchemy ability.

It has two features.

First, the scale of mana stored in the bodies of the two of them was as high as 2 million crystals.

Second, it can open up all kinds of large-scale realm divine arts, not just single divine arts.

When the Legion was ready, Rosen responded to the warrior Joga with his own unique divine language.

"Loyal followers of the Empress of the Earth, I have heard your call, and I have also sensed the astonishing evil that has enveloped the world, so I will send my redemption legion to save lives and also redeem the tainted souls."

I could feel Joga's mood, confused, and expectant.

Lawson replied to Lisa again.

"Ma'am, the tide of death will eventually recede, and the children will have a bright future."

While answering the prayer, he summoned his two Seraphic Archangels.

"Michael ~~Cadbury~~~"

Two three-meter-tall angels with three pairs of gorgeous starry wings floated in front of Rosen, saluted him respectfully, and called him the Great One.

Rosen said: "Michael, you take 100,000 angels to hunt the six demon gods hidden in the mortal world, and you must crush their god hearts!" ”

The probe has seen it.

The six demon gods, the strongest is at least level 5.3, the weakest is up to level 3, and the strength is very good, but unfortunately there is not much divine power, and it will never exceed 100,000 crystals.

For the Angel Legion, which has a total scale of more than 50 million crystals and fifth-level divine power, it is naturally crushing.

Michael's personality is outwardly suave, indifferent as water, and he answers indifferently when he hears it.

"My lord, the demon god of the mortal world will fall."

The voice is as plain as water, like the judgment of fate.

Rosen added, "Cadbaret, you also take 100,000 angels and lead them to guard the lives of mortals, destroy the army of necromancy, and redeem every tainted soul. ”

Cadburiel's upright personality slapped his chest with his fist at this time, and said loudly: "My lord, I will save all the unfortunate people in the mortal world!" ”

"Very good, then attack!"

The two Seraphims each took out a horn and blew it vigorously.

And the horn emits an invisible aura of mysterious resonance.

This is the way the angels control the communication between the cores.

In an instant, one by one, the spherical angel cores were activated, and they turned into tall and full angel warriors wearing gorgeous battle armor and carrying translucent starry sky light wings on their backs.

That's 200,000!

The 200,000 angel warriors left the space-time closed-loop defense circle above the sky one by one, slightly fanning the light wings of the starry sky, and forming a neat and uniform battle column in the sky.

Ground.

Mortals are unaware of the changes in the heavens, and are still in fear and anxiety.

Although God responded to them and promised to send legions, past experience taught them that God was not invincible.

God is not necessarily the opponent of the evil god, so until the last moment, no one dares to put the mind back in the stomach.

As the time passed, the necromantic legion approached little by little, and the pressure in the hearts of mortals became more and more intense, almost to the point of being out of breath.

As a demigod, Qiaojia naturally has pressure, but his soul is tough and he can naturally endure it easily.

Reaching out and shaking his wife's hand: "Lisa, this time I don't want to run away anymore, if God fails again, I will die with it!" ”

Again and again, again and again disappointed, he was tired.

Lisa nodded slightly, "I'll fight with you, dear." ”

At this time, the demigod Pueri, who had been observing the enemy's situation, shouted: "Joga, the vanguard of the necromantic army has entered the capital!" ”

Joe took a deep breath, stood up, and laughed out loud.

"I didn't have a good time last time, but this time I just had a good time!"

As soon as the words fell, the starry sky suddenly flashed in the refuge camp they were in, followed by two, three, four, and then joined into a large area.

In less than ten seconds, the entire camp turned into a sea of stars.

Just as Qiao Jia was stunned and didn't know what was going on, a plump woman more than two meters tall and wrapped in a gorgeous starry sky armor walked over.

She introduced herself softly: "I am the guardian archangel of the Second Redemption Legion, and I will guard the lives of mortals with my sisters. ”

As he spoke, the two pairs of invisible starry sky light wings behind him fanned lightly, turned around and said in a loud voice: "Sisters, open your guardian wings and completely dispel the breath of the necromancy." ”

With these words, one guardian angel after another opened their wings of light, and the wings of light were connected to each other, forming a powerful guardian enchantment composed of wings of light, which sealed the entire shelter camp from the wind.

Joga was stunned, and the archangel looked back at him.

"My Lord Oracle, from this day on, from this moment on, every mortal will have a guardian angel of his own."

"The guardian angel will do everything in his power to defend the mortals against all threats from the evil gods."

Qiao Jia was already shocked by the big battle in front of him, and when he heard this, he felt even more incredible: "Every one of them? ”

"There will be each one until the evil god is completely defeated!"

Lisa couldn't help but ask, "What about my guardian angel?" ”

As soon as he finished speaking, a two-winged angel appeared beside him, and the starry light wings on his body were wrapped in a circle, enveloping Lisa.

"Madame, I am your guardian angel, I will ward off all doom for you, and you will not suffer any harm unless I have fallen."

Lisa was more and more shocked: "This will consume a lot of divine power, right?" ”

The archangel smiled slightly: "Mortals, do not speculate on the power of my lord with common sense, my lord has wisdom that you cannot understand. ”

As she spoke, she turned around and raised her arms in the air, pointing to the heavens.

"Mortals, feel the power of the gods of time and space!"

The mortals in the camp all turned their heads to look at the sky.

At this sight, everyone was dumbfounded.

I saw that above the blue sky, I don't know when a torrent of stars appeared, and I can't count how many angels there are, but I know many, many of them.

In the midst of the great torrent, small torrents are divided, and in small torrents, a large number of tributaries appear, and they continue to drop in height, so that the whole sky is full.

An ethereal, sacred and magnificent hymn of praise descended from the sky.

"My lord, the god of time and space, is the merciful lord who redeems souls!"

"My lord, the god of time and space, is the master of war who exorcises demons and exorcises evil spirits!"

"My lord, the god of time and space, is the lord of wisdom who holds the truth in his hands!"

Angels are all over the sky, and chants resound through the heavens and the earth, it is an epic scene that has never appeared on the Dragon Blood Continent!

The mortals' eyes widened, their hearts were shocked and agitated, and many couldn't help but sing along with the angels.

The demigod Pueri was also shaken by the shock, and he couldn't help but think.

"What is the origin of this god of time and space? Could it be the own son of the Empress of the Earth? ”

Otherwise, there is no way to explain the grandeur of its power.

Joga and his wife were also stunned.

Lisa knelt on the ground with a 'poof', clasped her hands in front of her chest, and humbly bowed her head in prayer.

"The benevolent god of time and space, the wise god of time and space, the great god of time and space, I send you the highest respect!"

Qiao Jia had to be calmer, and he couldn't help but be a little worried in his heart.

"It's amazing, but don't be fancy."

As far as he knew, a true god with a little reserve of divine power could also use divine skills to depict amazing scenes, but most of such scenes were fooling people and could not withstand the test of real swords and guns.

Just as he had this idea, suddenly a huge blood-red black shadow rushed into the sky from the ground, and circles of blood-colored waves erupted around his body.

Qiao Jia was shocked in his heart: "It's not good, it's Vanderon's demon god ally!" ”

These demon gods have also appeared before, and their power is very terrifying, and the gods that came at the beginning were basically killed by them.

But this time it's a little different.

In the sky, around the blood-red black shadow, countless angelic warriors rushed forward one after another, regardless of their sacrifices, without fear, and used the magic they had mastered on the blood-red black shadow.

The strength of an angel's divine skill is level five, and the scale is only 500 crystals, but at the same time, there are at least hundreds of angels who burst out of divine magic, and that is the power scale of 50,000 crystals.

The white dwarf star collapsed, destroyed the dead light, and the time and space froze, and all kinds of ordinary or legal magic were smashed on the head of the demon god without money.

And those angels who have exhausted their energy will immediately stay away, and those who don't have time to stay away will directly self-destruct and explode, causing as much damage as possible to the opponent.

It can be seen that the blood-red black shadow is entangled in the light and shadow of the starry sky one after another, its movements are getting slower and slower, and the light it emits is getting dimmer and dimmer.

Everyone can see that this demon god can't hold on.

Sure enough, the battle lasted for about ten seconds, and after about three thousand angel warriors fell, the terrible demon god actually let out a scream before death, and with a 'boom', his body instantly became shattered.

Qiao Jia was shocked when he saw it: "Have the hearts of the gods been shattered!"

Not surprised, there were other demon gods who were discovered and surrounded by angels, and then they were beaten like mad dogs!

Two fists are no match for four hands, let alone an entire army of 200,000 hands.

With a total of 50 million crystal divine power, these demon gods who usually rely on robbery to accumulate divine power are not opponents at all.

There are tricks, but more of a scale grinding!

The demon gods fell one after another, and in less than three minutes, six demon gods fell!

In the glory of victory, the hymns of praise in the sky became more and more magnificent and sacred.

At this time, mortals no longer doubted the power of the god of time and space.

'Puff~~'

Even Qiaojia, who was the most resolute in his heart, fell to his knees and bowed his head in prayer.

"Great God of Time and Space, I want to confess to you that I doubt your strength and wisdom, and instead of detracting from your glory, it shows my shallowness and stupidity."

"Great God of Time, I am willing to follow in your footsteps and banish all the evil and fallen gods from this world, so that this world can return to its former tranquility."

This heroic warrior, known as the Lion King of the Northland, was completely convinced.

But the battle is not over.

The torrent of angels from above swept towards the necromantic legion on the ground.

The leader of the Necromantic Legion is the Four Horsemen of the Apocalypse, who decisively turns around and runs.

Joke, even the latent demon god is not an opponent, and he was beaten by his life and burst the heart of the god, these demigods of them do not have a numerical advantage, but are also suppressed by power, what to fight?

But he that runs on the earth, who runs over the heavens?

The heavenly hymn of praise is like the judgment of fate, and like the magnificent chariot that rolls and rolls over, the starry sky and the light and shadow crush towards the army of the dead.

The army of 100,000 necromancers was powerless and fell to the ground like dominoes.

As soon as the body of the necromantic warrior was shattered, an angel of redemption immediately followed, grabbed his soul, and quickly dispelled the polluted aura in his soul, and then a white-gold earth aura descended from the sky, leading his soul back to the earth god.

The soul was bathed in platinum aura, and its original expression of pain and despair was instantly relieved, and it became calm and happy.

They saluted and thanked the angels, and then faded away with the light.

Qiao Jia looked at this scene and was shocked again: "What a high purification efficiency!" Not a soul has fallen! ”

The gods who came before will naturally purify the soul, but the efficiency is very low, and it is more casual, and after a war, at least fifty percent of the polluted souls must be missed.

Sometimes the war is fierce, and it is impossible to take care of it, and the polluted soul is almost completely leaked.

And the redemption army in front of him has an extremely tacit understanding, there is not a single superfluous action, the number is comparable to the opponent, and the strength is even more overwhelming.

I watched as the Necro Legion became less and less, less and less, faster than the snow melted in the sun.

In less than twenty minutes, the army of necromancy was completely redeemed, and even the Four Horsemen of the Apocalypse could not escape.

Even cats and dogs that fell by drinking polluted water by mistake were redeemed by the way.

The victorious Redemption Army rushed to the sky again, and the scattered starry sky light and shadow reconverged into a starry torrent, like a hundred rivers returning to the sea.

Because of the gathering, the sound of the chants becomes even more magnificent.

"My lord, the god of time and space~~Victory belongs to you~~Glory belongs to you~~"

The angels gathered and flew in circles in the sky, higher and higher, until they completely disappeared into the clouds above the sky.

'Boom~~~~'

The clouds turned into dark clouds, and in the midst of thunder, a drizzle fell, up to hundreds of meters in range, precisely purifying the polluted aura left behind by the army of necromancy.

Looking at this scene, Joe took a deep breath and lowered his head again, following the angel in his heart to meditate.

"My lord God of time and space, victory belongs to you, glory belongs to you~"

This time is different from every previous time.

There have been victories in the past, but they have been victories after encounters.

Although he wins, his own losses are not small.

This victory is a victory of the torrent crushing, a victory of the scorching sun in the sky and the darkness retreating.

He deeply felt that the end of Vanderron, the god of death, was just around the corner.

He also developed a deep worship for this god of time and space.

I couldn't help but think, "Only such a god is truly a great one worthy of worship!" ”

(End of chapter)