A burst of dizziness bothered Sonia. Her mental power was almost dry, and she tried hard to support herself in the cold and dizziness to not fall down because of her fatigue.

More than a dozen Baieran nobles who were resting and recuperating in the summer palace of Odessa heard indescribable murmurs without warning. The crazy and chaotic aura made the sensitive spellcasters tremble. When they and the guards gathered, they were surrounded by cultists outside, shouting that they would burn Baieran rats to death.

The Odessa people were entering one after another, rushing to the palace. The nobles and guards retreated to the depths of the summer palace, and made time with deep corridors and intricate rooms. Even Sonia had to join in the work of arranging magic defenses or countering enemy spellcasters.

Odessa's strength was far overwhelming, and they were determined and unintentional. In a blink of an eye, they repelled the nearby Baieran army that wanted to come to support, and continuously compressed the area in the Xia Palace.

Logically speaking, Baieran's limited power cannot resist it. It can support it until now because Odessa's side has also fallen into great chaos because of the scattered aura of the new god; secondly, most of the strong men in Odessa are restraining and blocking other forces on the outside, and the strong men who stay in the city are also in the presidency of the ceremony.

Even so, under the attack of the enemy who possesses absolute numbers and extraordinary power, the defense line in the summer palace is in danger. Everyone retreats to the last hall, blocks the long corridor with bows and arrows and spells, and fights for the final resistance.

After setting up several shield spells and using all the magic power, Sonia was finally replaced and rested. She walked to a corner of the hall, and Karen and other guards all rushed to the defense line at the bottom of the building, with only her personal maid Anna beside her.

As soon as she sat down, a group of bats rushed in from the window and gathered into familiar human figures.

"Griffith!" Sonia's tired eyes immediately turned like morning stars, and the sad room was bright. However, she quickly realized that the visitor was not her knight. Although her appearance was exactly the same, her temperament and indescribable feeling told her that this was not the same person.

"Minos, come here at the order of the knight," Minos knelt down on one knee and reported respectfully, "The assault troops have been assembled near the square. Please wait for a while before you can meet."

"Yeah!" Sonia nodded, "Minos, we need you to restrain the enemies outside and buy time for us to reorganize our defense."

"Your will is my action," Minos stood up. "After the knight's assault begins, the psychic signals in this area will be blocked. If there is any order that needs to be conveyed, please give me a message."

"Why are you blocked? Ah, forget it, please tell Griffith to let him pay attention to safety and don't be anxious," Sonia suppressed her surging curiosity and added, "And that's it.

"I believe in his victory."

...

The sunset at dusk shines on the gun, smearing the silver gun forest with the golden red of the sunset.

1,200 soldiers formed a stern array, with a rectangular gun array in the middle, and a small square array at each corner, composed of swords, shield soldiers, archers and crossbow cannons. The 16 square arrays were arranged in a rectangular formation into three rows of front and back, separated by twenty-five to thirty meters from each other, so as to facilitate the passage of commanders and cavalry.

There were open spaces between 20,000 square soldiers and the cathedral, as well as nearby building balconies, and hundreds of thousands of believers gathered on the roof. More believers were spread all over the corners of the city. They held hands and fell to their knees, following the priests to chant indescribable mantras, calling for the arrival of the great new god.

A shining light and arc appeared in the square. There was clearly a huge magic array buried underground, and hundreds of thousands of people stood on this huge magic array, singing unrecognizable prayers.

Even the Holy Light Holy Church's grand memorial could not reach this scale.

In the past half a month, I have been constantly suffering from fear and grief, and have witnessed the pure saint revealing his disgusting true face, and the most devout faith has become the most complete betrayal. With the same emotions, believers have stood up and called on the new god to herd His Lamb.

There is nothing more important than prayer at this moment. Everyone is bathed in gentle light, and under the leadership of the priest who converts to the new God, calling on the same country, one faith, and one god!

There was also the same leader, Seedlitz von Kurtzbach, the "mysterious lord", silently in his heart. He witnessed this magnificent and pure scenery and his heart was surging.

This magnificent scene and pious faith are the perfect fusion of order and power, how sacred and beautiful.

The great era is coming!

This is a great moment when the new God replaces the old God and changes the world. How can the Lord’s believers not be ecstatic and tremble!

Some commanders objected to the dense formations in this square, believing that there was no need to concentrate so many troops in the square, and should be sent out to assemble outside the city to fight against the main legion of Baieran who surrounded the world. However, this suggestion encountered an unsolvable obstacle. The new god was about to arrive. The center of the ceremony was the square of the Summer Palace. Everyone close to this place could become the electorate of becoming the Lord and receive good blessings and gifts.

The New God's gaze is a supreme blessing for the believers who have just collapsed from the faith of the Holy Light, just like a fish longing for water. It is not enough to not be able to witness the Lord's arrival in the world at close range. Moreover, the Baieran army is still quite far away, and there is no need to go out to fight now.

"My brothers and sisters! This will resonance of will to abandon the past and rush toward the new life is the great spirit of our time. Under the guidance of the ritual, it will open the door to the world for our Lord's arrival!

Cedlitz wore a purple robe, raised his hands high, and announced like the great commander and spokesperson of the gods. The storm of Odessa's sky was shaking, outlining the breathtaking illusion of vortexes. The great wisp of life was about to cross the barriers of the plane.

The ceremony was about to be completed, and everyone cheered in unison.

Seidlitz then issued commands with incomparable momentum and nobleness

"I mobilized some of the phalanx troops to destroy the remnants of Baieran who occupied the bridgehead position on the banks of the river. How do I see their formation becoming more and more strict? There are six or seven hundred people. What happened to the artillery that came down from the ship? Why didn't Dilaz's squad sink them into the river?"

Bishop Horus stood aside, watching the believers singing like tsunamis and the small Baieran troops spreading across the bridge and spreading on the shore of the square.

"Do you have any worries? Bishop."

"I have a bad feeling," Horus said, raising his hand to the north, "the meteorites and shocks that just fell, that is the gods testing their weapons."

"Oh, that's fine," Seedlitz said with a comforting smile, "The power of the Lord will give us immortal life and infinite possible evolution, and will even surpass those eternal elves. The Lord said that He will handle the demigod above, and we will organize the rituals and open the passage as soon as possible."

Horus said: "I heard that the Baieran army was Griffith de Lavenel, a young man, but a very smart commander, and it was impossible to launch a suicide attack with such a small number of troops. He must have some conspiracy, some plan to defeat us in a ritual."

"Let him come," Seedlitz laughed, "The Lord doesn't care."

Horus pondered for a while and said:

"Mr. Seidlitz, please send more people to take down the Baieran nobles who resisted in the summer palace. There are the daughters of Count Lamor. Using her to sacrifice will definitely satisfy God."

"What's the use of that little girl?"

“It is very useful, the ritual to welcome the gods requires the emotions of hundreds of thousands of people as energy. The purer and more intense, the faster it is.

"Burn her to death in front of the believer, or cut off her head in front of her knight, wrap it up and send it over. The moment when the pure and beautiful girl withered, the impact of sadness and despair will make the believer's resonance more intense. You know what I mean. She is useless, but her withering can become a catalyst for the ritual, so that the passion of the believers will come more violently. Yes, it is better to burn it."

"Okay, okay," Seedlitz sent some people to reinforce, but muttered, "Although she is an enemy, she burned the nobles to death for the emotions of some civilians, especially the Earl Miss. Alas, let me be no other example."

The mysterious lord waved his hand and drove away the gray emotions, looking at the army waiting for battle in the square.

“Horus, we succeeded.

"After so many suns and moons, worry and operation, this day finally came. From the moment the Anjou girl lost control, Odessa's faith was already mastered by us. Our army is growing every moment, and our believers are endless.

"Do you know how many troops we have in the square? There are 16 square formations composed of 20,000 people, each with 1,200 spearmen, crossbowmen, and sword and shield veterans of regular troops as the core.

"Such powerful force is enough to restrain the spell of attacks on a large scale. Behind are our extraordinary people, and the extraordinary people and officers are responsible for organizing and operating. 16 square formations are staggered in the square. When the ceremony is completed, we will fight under the blessing of the gods. Once the god's fighters meet with other troops outside the city, the Baiyelan Legion will disappear.

"At this point, we have all dealt with Baiyelan's methods. Can they find something we have never seen in their pockets and make us fuck?!"

Lord Seedlitz smiled and calmed down and carefully experienced the eve of the great arrival. Then he contacted the extraordinary people present and asked them to keep their positions strictly.

The three extraordinary wizards of the secret, Lei Jin, Solan and Killian, are taking their respective extraordinary squads to maintain the order of rituals among the army and believers. They dispersed the magic detection network and gathered the nearby movements and stills to form a three-dimensional image.

The hunter Bema organized a warning force to guard against the sudden destruction of Baieran's extraordinary people.

They have already set up a spell of detection and communication. As long as there is a trace of movement from the enemy, they will notice it. The army and believers are like a whole, and each of them becomes a tentacle that extends to the world through the connection of the extraordinary.

...

The eager and crazy emotions were like a pair of big hands, stirring the sky. Such a large-scale emotional resonance has surpassed the mysterious level and has become like wind, water, charcoal, tincture and dust crystals pushing something forward.

This is like the phlogistin used in potions courses, igniting the fire for a stronger power and for the start of the miracle.

Griffith felt uneasy and even began to vaguely understand why the gods desire such power.

He looked at the Odessa Army in the array. There were many disparity between the two sides. The 20,000 Odessa City Defense Forces and the training militia had filled the entire square. With them as the core, there were countless nearly crazy citizens around them. Everyone was both warriors and believers, praying to the coming evil god. Under their wishes, the sky was changing.

The artillery had been sent, and Griffith looked back at the less than 700 infantry and artillery gathered behind him and retracted his sight. An Odessa officer came over and asked the Baieran troops to surrender.

"Captain, the artillery is ready." Bernard came to Griffith, "Also, Ryan has not come back."

He paused for a moment, and his eyes emitted a passionate fighting spirit that was no less than the mad believers on the opposite side: "We can bombard the cathedral at any time to shock the cultists."

"Church?" Griffith shook his head slightly and said in front of the officer who persuaded the surrender.

"No, hit the crowd.

"Give up lead shells, double-handed eagle cannon shotgun, 12-pound eagle cannon loading chain shells, and continue to bombard the army and mobs in front of them."

Griffith took the Blood Thorn and put on the commandment: "Berna, here I'll leave it to you. After the shelling begins, the wizards and extraordinary people on the opposite side will attack you. You will fight to the moment of victory, or the last one."

"I understand," Bernard shouted, "The 603 Special Test Squadron will fight to the last man."

Griffith gave up his shoulder armor, leggings and all his vests, and only wore breastplate to the war horse. The Storm Cavalry Squadron formed a dense formation, hidden in the shadow of the house, waiting for the moment of attack. A second lieutenant asked:

"Captain, do you really only wear breastplate without vests and armor in other places?"

"That would slow me down. If the extraordinary caster can't find me through the square before, then my survival or not is not about the weight of the armor."

The officers and sergeants then asked, "Aren't you waiting for the orders from the base camp?"

"I am Shtoral of Sonia. When she cannot give orders, the command of the battle belongs to me. After I launch an attack, you will rush into depth, just like the battle in Kazika village."

Before striking the sixteen large arrays, it is almost impossible to pass through the open square and not be discovered by Odessa's spellcasters. Their attack spell will be disturbed by the surging battlefield, but it can still be reconnaissance and observation through the prefabricated magic array, providing many assistance.

The Storm Squadron's cavalry was too small. Once discovered by the enemy, the dense gun forest and crossbow arrows like Storm will destroy them instantly.

Griffith left the squadron, walked alone through the dark streets and alleys, through the shadows of the terraces and spires, and came to the exit facing the square. He murmured in his heart.

Krista, why do you ask me to protect the inhabitants of this city? If you had no them, you would not have... Besides, they are now believers of the outer gods and our enemies.

The horse's hooves stepped across the shaded stone slabs, and the knight caught a glimpse of a pink flower between the cracks of the rocks. This moment became so quiet.

Why do you want to grow here, so weak and so stubborn? Well, since you hope so much, I will turn your wish into reality.

The knight hit the ground with his rifle, and a crimson lightning bolt surged up. The whole world seemed to hear the roar, waiting for the upcoming future in surprise.

After disappearing from history for more than a thousand years, the Knight of War returned to his battlefield again.

The power of the extraordinary is divided into two types. One is the external force projection, the Templars, the secret humans, and the Star and Moon Knights can unfold their psychic energy externally in powerful killing or defensive forms. The other is the inherent domain, where Elusa wraps herself in the domain and sweeps across the battlefield with the roar of transcendent factors.

The most powerful force of the War Knight comes from his inherent realm. However, this extraordinary power is very special and does not act on himself like the front of light and shadow.

Griffith has launched his full strength and launched his new power after officially becoming the Superman "War Knight"

Extraordinary characteristics: Psychic invisibility. The powerful blood envelops the war knights, magic, divination and prophecy, and cannot be detected or locked. Vision and listening have become the only cognitive means. The war knight's hideous figure and thunderous footsteps indicate the arrival. It was too late for the scout to witness it with his own eyes.

Supernatural features: Super-level riding. War knights have unparalleled riding skills, and any creature or even object that can be ridden conceptfully can be mastered. With the energy gain of extraordinary power, the vehicle will break through the inherent physical limits, greatly increase the speed and cruise distance, and can burst out amazingly powerful assaults at an astonishing speed in a short period of time.

Extraordinary characteristics: Super-level agility. After unfolding the inherent domain, the power of the War Knight gives him and his mount the maneuverability of completing incredible tactical actions in high-speed assaults, greatly improving the agility from zero to extreme speed and from extreme speed to zero.

Supernatural characteristics: Supernatural battlefield perception. The War Knight has one of the most powerful observation, calculation and positioning capabilities of all extraordinary ways. He can keenly capture the most threatening enemies in the army, distinguish him from a large amount of low-value information, and even share this information with other extraordinary people to guide their attacks and actions.
To be continued...