To be honest, these pastors and culprits in the Church of Gods have extremely complex senses about the gods.

On the one hand, they look forward to the arrival of God's favored people, because it is ultimately the source of their faith and the thighs they want to hold, which is not only related to their present, but also to their future and rebirth.

Even they all hope that after death, they can be taken to the Kingdom of God by the messengers of another world, rather than falling into the Styx reincarnation.

But they were also a little afraid of these gods, because they were not just the eyes of the gods, staring at their every move, they were more likely to bring oracles, change, and even more disasters.

For example, in the history of Atlantis, there was a time when those powerful legendary powerful men hoped to get out of Atlantis and seek ways and ways to save the plane outside the plane.

After all, in legend, after the magic net collapsed, the caster's system was a powerful force outside the plane that helped them.

It was also during that period that a god-fellowed man came with the oracle of the upper realm. He brought the oracle of the gods and gained the trust of the legendary powerful men.

In the end, he took the most powerful group of Atlantis's powerful men, but there was no news at this point.

It was also during that period that the gods almost endured the questioning of the entire Atlantis empires and almost cut off their inheritance.

Of course, no matter how many thoughts the Patriarchs and the harems have or how complicated their moods are, when the God-loving people appear, they cannot refuse them.

Guilemé did not look back. He just looked at the demon army outside the holy city and the terrifying demon lords of the three demigods, with a gloomy expression.

Under the gaze of the pastors, he did not turn around, but said slowly: "They are indeed coming because of the rhythm of the magic net!"

He first affirmed the speculation of the Patriarch of the Magic Goddess Church, and continued: "The rhythm of the magic net is actually a signal. The elemental tides in Atlantis are about to move from the decline period to the recovery period. The element concentration in the entire plane will continue to increase over time, and even return to the level of the ancient times.

So, do you know what this means?

This means that it is not just the Lady of Magic, but also the gods you believe in.

This is the real arrival of the gods!”

Finally, Guillemey turned around, and he faced the gaze of the pastors, with an uncontrollable excitement in his eyes: "Only when the real gods come, the demons will be defeated and the abyss will retreat.

Atlantis, our homeland, can usher in the ultimate redemption.”

As if attracted by the scene he described, many of the twelve Patriarchs showed a look of yearning. As an indigenous person of Atlantis, who doesn't want their homes to be better?

What's more, the source of faith they have pursued for thousands of years will eventually appear, and the ones they desire are no longer extravagant hopes.

Of course, there are also calm people, such as the Patriarch of the Church of God of Death.

A young man with a permanent expression was staring at Guilleméme, with a gray light in his eyes. He seemed to see through the other party's disguise and said coldly: "So, you are the wanted abyss defector in the Demon Slaying Legion, the commander of the Blood Battle Squad, the skeleton caster, Guilleméme."

After the Battle of Burning the Wasteland, the Demon-Slaying Legion had spread the portrait of Guilme throughout the continent. Such a terrible spellcaster appeared in the plane, and it was impossible to say that there was no threat.

The Patriarch of the God of Death saw through his disguise with his own unique ability and called him apart.

In fact, this is something his contactor, the Lord of the Morning Light, didn't know.

Guillemé was slightly stunned, but did not refute. He waved his hand and removed his disguise, revealing the nature of the skeleton caster. The two eye sockets burning with faint flames seemed hollow and terrifying.

This scene really caused a lot of commotion, especially the several Paladins who lifted their weapons and walked up, as if they were about to start working if they had a disagreement.

But Guyleme waved again without any haste, and saw a dawn light falling from the sky and covering him.

Shenhui is the natural enemy of all evil and darkness. Even the legendary demon is shrouded in Shenhui, it is impossible for him to be unresponsive.

But the skeleton bathed in divine light and seemed extremely calm, and there were even strands of golden divine power surrounding the skeleton, making it look extremely sacred.

At that time, the favor of the God of Dawn was a representative of the concentrated divine power.

Guillemé slowly spoke: "I am Guillemé, an undead creature, a skeleton caster, but I am also a believer and a divine follower of the Lord of the Dawn.

I came with a mission, actually just to tell you that the elemental tide has begun, the Dharma-Ending Age is finally over, the magic net is about to reopen, and the gods will return.

The demon is already the last struggle and madness."

As he said, he pointed outside the city and said with a passionate tone: "As for why they chose to attack the Holy City at this time?

It is because they are also afraid of the return of the gods. They want to destroy the holy city and destroy the last seeds of faith in this plane before the return of the gods.

Therefore, don’t hesitate or have any extravagance. We must deal with these demon legions with the most resolute attitude.

We must also support the return of the gods. At that time, the now arrogant demon legion was just Weng Zhong's ants."

His words were very inciting, but the pastor present was not a cunning figure. The prospects he described were excellent, and the cake was also excellent, but the real problems were right in front of him.

One pastor couldn't help but sarcastically said, "Yes, you're right, but the question is how can we support it?"

There are not only the demon legion outside, but also the three demon lords of the demigod level? What are you going to resist us?"

But Guillemé said seriously: "This battle will be difficult, but we have no chance of retreating.

The devil has set his sights on his own, and all he wants is to die, unless you are willing to give up this holy city, give up the twelve main temples, or even give up your faith.

Escape in a vain way, otherwise you will have no chance to refuse.”

This sentence only touched the hearts of the pastors. The current situation is that they have to fight without fighting, and they have to fight without rejection.

At this moment, Guyleme smiled strangely, and the topic suddenly changed: "Of course, this battle can also be seen as the revenge we suffered after actively participating in the Battle of Burning the Wastelands.

After all, it was our magic that found the altar of flesh and blood and cleared the abyss.

Therefore, the three empires, two guilds, and the Demon-Slaying Legion cannot sit idly by.

Especially the Demon Slaying Legion, the Demon Slayer's Crown is the strong man who can truly compete with the Demigod Demon Lord. Only when he comes will the three outside the city be afraid of it.

So, how to invite the next one is what you should worry about now?"

As soon as these words were spoken, the eyes of the herds were shimmering.

In fact, they knew in their hearts that the holy city could not be lost, and the twelve main temples could not be lost either. Otherwise, even if they had nothing to say about the coming of the gods after the elemental tide, they would have nothing to do even now.

But Guyleme's words gave them additional hope.

Since war is inevitable, then fight.

Damn the devil's invasion is not just a matter of the Holy City family. Other forces have to pay and work, not to mention that there is a very reasonable reason now.

Finally, the Patriarch of the Chenxi Church spoke again. He looked at everyone and said, "This battle is inevitable, so the benefits that should be given must be given; the face that should be given must be given; the foundation that should be given must be given!"

He paused slightly, and saw that no one else spoke, and listened to him: "Sir Ottoro, you have the most contact with the demon-slaughter, the demon-slaying master, and the closest relationship. I hope you can go there and invite him in person.

On the one hand, it shows respect and our urgency.

On the other hand, if you go in person, if the other party has other requests, you can also make a decision on the spot without asking for instructions back and forth, and it will take time.”

"Okay! I'll go now." The Patriarch of the Church of the God of Fighting agreed without saying a word.

"So, Davao Cardoso, as the sage of the God of Mages, you have close contact with the president of the Mercenary Guild. I hope you can invite enough help from him?

Of course, we can hire them as normal. Those big guilds, as long as they want, will never be stingy with wealth and supplies."

"Yes, I'll contact him later."

"The devout believer of the God of Death, the Crown of Esso, you and the elders of the Professional Guild are all ages. I hope they can support them again at critical moments..."

"The lover of the Sun God, Lixun, your secular family should have some connection with the Pompeii Empire. I mean you can..."

"Church of Wealth, Dior's crown,..."

On the surface, the twelve pastors are on par, but their status is still high and low. The pastor of the Chenxi Church is definitely the most prestigious person among them. He took over the right to speak and his arrangement was not only reasonable, but also recognized by a group of pastors.

Or, they actually knew that this was definitely not the time to sing the opposite tune.

Until the end, after everything was arranged, Patriarch Chenxi said again: "This battle is about survival and death. I hope that everyone will work together and do their best. We really have no choice but to retreat."

On the side, Guillemé nodded slightly. When he returned here, he could actually choose any of the twelve churches, but in the end, he chose the Lord of the Dawn because the Patriarch was a true wise man and had enough prestige.

From this perspective, his choice is correct.

However, looking back at the more and more demon legions outside the city, he did not feel any sense of accomplishment.

Because no matter how beautiful the future is, it is based on the victory of this battle.

He knew better than anyone how terrifying the Abyss Demon Legion outside was, and even more so than anyone else how terrifying the power of the Demigod Level was.

If he hadn't had no choice, he would never want to face them.

But, as he said before, there is no choice in this battle.

Not only them, but also themselves!

It is not for the future and future, but because this plane is their home and his!!!

Yes, this is also his home, he was born in Atlantis!

...

In Thunder City, Fao Gasol also welcomed an old friend, the pastor of the Church of the God of Fighting, under the crown of Ottoro.

As a warrior who has come out step by step from the bottom, Ultradoro actually has many common topics with Fa'ao.

They met while Fa'ao lobbying major forces to join the Battle of Burning the Wastelands, and they also got to know each other in the subsequent relationship, which is a very good friend.

They all have a strong sense of glory and aversion to the demons. Before the Battle of Burning the Wasteland, the underworld of Ultradoro also actively promoted the participation of the Twelve Temples with his own influence, which gave Fa'a considerable help.

However, the two sat down in the study. Before they could say a few words, Fa'ao stood up from the seat in shock: "What?

You said that the demon army is besieging the holy city of Jerusalem, and the three demigod-level demon lords participated in it themselves?

What's the situation?"

There was an unconcealable fatigue in his expression. He rushed from the Holy City. In order to hurry, he used all kinds of teleportation and acceleration methods. Even as a legendary warrior, he still worked part-time in the priesthood, with amazing recovery and exhaustion.
To be continued...