Harry suddenly asked a question: "Master, will the Mind Flayer fight steadily and steadily by destroying the small churches under the Church of Light, killing mortal believers, and then weakening the power of the Church of Light, and finally launching a general attack in one fell swoop?" ”

Wren thought for a moment: "Actually, this is the correct solution. There are two kinds of gods in the Kaos continent, one is a god who relies on the power of mortal faith to seal the gods, which we call [faith gods]. The foundation of this deity is weak, and the weakening of his power is evident once his followers are killed en masse. ”

"What about the other one?"

"The other is the elemental gods of earth, water, fire, and wind, whose power comes from an element in each plane. As long as the elements under His control are not completely annihilated, they are incomprehensible. ”

"The three gods of light are the former?"

"I can't say, I can only say that this is true in theory."

Flora interjected, "But why does it seem that the Mind Flayer is in such a hurry? ”

Wren shook his head a little: "First, they are eager to find out who is the one who has invaded their psychic network. They only knew that the other party was using the brain of the legendary Mind Flayer, but they didn't know who the mastermind was. Second, they still have the sworn enemy of the [Gisyankees]! No one knows when these crazy people who specialize in killing mind snatchers will ride the red dragon to kill them. This forced them to solve the problem quickly. ”

Speaking of which, it's also a boomerang.

Back then, the Mind Flayer Demon Empire blindly cultivated [Anxious Death], Ah No, it was [Jisi people]. This is a typical slave raising a big daddy who eats himself.

By forging a giant silver sword that can do both physical and psychic damage, channeling the user's Willpower Force, the Gies can effectively resist the mind control of the Mind Flayer and cut off the Head of the Mind Flayer with their skillful martial arts.

With such a large number of Mind Flayers now gathered, wasn't it a grand hunt for the [Giss Yankees], who later split from the Guise people?

By slaughtering or controlling the Cult of Light, the Mind Flayer can certainly weaken the Church of Light, but that would be too slow.

So, very directly.

The Mind Flayer has a stud.

In the sky, the screw-hulled ship straightened its long tentacles. Terrible tentacles scraped across the ground, raising a mist of dust.

There was a sudden rumbling sound from inside the fog, and countless footsteps were like rolling thunder, which pierced through the hearts of every warrior of light.

The noise didn't seem like it came from the ground at first, like a confused sound coming from the distant sky. Then the sound of chaotic footsteps gradually rose to a higher level, making the boundless earth tremble violently.

What's even more strange is that the dust on the ground actually blended with the purple-black fog that fell from mid-air, and rolled over overwhelmingly.

If you put it in the past, at a distance of three or four hundred meters, there is nothing good for the Church of Light to do.

This time it's different.

"Group 1 - flares! Three rounds of rapid fire! The dwarf in charge waved the small golden flag, and the believers with no skills hurriedly stuffed the mortar shells into it.

Not surprisingly, someone put the cannonball upside down and stuffed it head-down.

Fortunately, Wren's production method was quite formal, not counting home-made shells, but they didn't detonate, so they had to turn the barrel around and pour out the shells.

The role is also obvious.

"Puff puff!"

After a continuous slight muffled sound, the paladinas who had been lined up in front of them immediately saw huge balls of light appear in the sky.

The brilliant golden light felt as if a bunch of suns had broken through the clouds and re-flooded the land with the favorite sunlight of the light believers.

"Oooooooo

"Praise the Light!"

The paladins were collectively excited. Of course, they could feel the divine aura in the dazzling sparks.

Each ball of light easily illuminated the airspace with a radius of more than 100 meters, and the divine power inside even made the ominous clouds that had been pressed down retreat, as if it had risen a little high into the sky.

The flares not only drive away the fog, but also make the enemies who sneak up on the fog become clowns.

"Ahh

This is a common trait of the Underworld, and most creatures of the Underworld are not accustomed to seeing sunlight, or the equivalent of sunlight, which will deeply stab their eyes, which are more adapted to the dark world.

That's why the Mind Flayer wants to create a dark environment for the slave army.

As soon as the flares came out, the momentum of the Slave Legion's charge suddenly stalled.

The charge became sparse, and a large number of cavemen, underground gnomes, gray dwarves and other cannon fodder actually gave up the charge, squatting on the golden ground one by two and trembling, it was simply a living target.

Missile-goers from the physics school will not let go of this opportunity.

I saw that one by one, the bearded dwarves nervously ordered to adjust the firing angle of the mortars, and within half a minute, the mortars with live ammunition were replaced by a cluster of power.

These not-so-fast mortar shells drew an exaggerated high parabola, and finally landed on the heads of the underground race clusters and exploded, and the crowd suddenly flew with a loud rumbling sound.

It must be admitted that mortar clearance is a must.

For giant units with thick skin and thick flesh, mortars are not good.

For these underground races whose size does not exceed that of humans, it is simply a cannon and a household register. Not only the fragments and steel balls of mortars, but even the blown stones can still cause good damage like shotguns to the cavemen who have no protection and are particularly brittle.

For a moment, the Mind Flayer Slave Legion screamed in unison.

"That's amazing!" The paladin in the front row stared blankly at this scene.

Unlike the ballistas they imagined, trebuchets and so on, it took them half a day to shoot a shot. The sound of the mortar team ping pong in the back came, and it felt like the terrible fire projection had not stopped.

The flares in the sky dominate a control field, and the mortars that are continuously delivered are frantically harvesting human heads.

The paladins were a little stunned, feeling as if nothing had happened to them.

The elder paladin drank the younger ones: "Don't let up! Physics stuff can help take out the miscellaneous soldiers, which is already good news. That also means we have more strength to pick up the enemy's large creatures. ”

"Yes—"

Here, Archbishop Hibbert contacted Wren.

"Your mortar looks very good! Sure enough, after being blessed by the Holy Light, those [flares] became a killing move. 1 Platinum Coin is a cannonball, and it's really worth the price! ”

Wren is so embarrassed that he wants to die, this is simply a conscience, and he makes a lot of money legally with tears!

A thousand words came up my throat and finally turned into one sentence: "If you are satisfied!" ”

(End of chapter)