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Volume 1, Immortal Assembly, Chapter 39: Lotus with Brilliant Tongue

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    In the sky above Dragon City, the battle between Bedivere and the Faceless Men has entered a fierce stage. After retracting the clone, the Faceless Man's power surged and began to switch from defense to offense. Endless Holy Light spells poured into Bedivere like a tide.  .  The lonely figure of the Knights of the Round Table looked humble and small in the vast sea of ??light, completely at a disadvantage.

    The fighting method of the Faceless Men is very special. Although they have an overwhelming advantage in strength, they still focus on attacking the heart when they attack.  The energy of the Holy Light was controlled by him and turned into various illusions, projecting the most fearful images of his opponents.

    Sometimes it was Marina and her daughter who were brutally cut into pieces, and sometimes it was Bedivere's former comrades who were covered in blood and begged him for their lives. He could even project the phantom of the Knight King that Bedivere swore allegiance to, and ordered Bedivere to kneel down and beg for mercy and give up.  resistance.

    These illusions will naturally not have much effect on determined warriors, but facing an opponent with an overwhelming advantage, any hesitation or surprise will bring disastrous consequences.  The Faceless Man does not need Bedivere to have a mental breakdown. As long as he is slightly troubled by illusions, a series of fatal blows will follow.

    Bedivere holds the knight's sword, and as the inscriptions on the sword flow, the power given to him by the King of Knights emerges continuously, pushing him to continue fighting.  He has no intention of irritating his opponent's despicableness. The Faceless Man's play with human nature is already instinctive. This is his fighting style, and it is the same for everyone. What's more, the winner does not deserve any condemnation. All he has to do is to make his heart infinite.  Being close to coldness and not being shaken by any external objects, only in this way can there be such a slim chance of winning.

    The all-out fierce battle between the two high-level senior professionals changed the color of the world.  The sky of Dragon City was torn apart by sword energy and holy light. The clear sky was divided into countless fragments. Some were covered with dark clouds, some were thunderous and lightning, some showed a deep night sky, and some even showed  hell scenery

    The laws of heaven and earth have begun to become disordered, which makes no one dare to approach the battlefield in the sky. They can only wait quietly for the two high-level supreme powerhouses to decide the winner.

    In fact, throughout the Dragon City offensive and defensive battle, although everyone fought together, the actual battlefield was strictly stratified, and people with different power levels would not easily confront each other.

    Because that is inefficient.  For example, Bedivere and the Faceless Men, although there is a difference in power, are both high-level and advanced, close to the legendary level.  A lower-level high-level mid-level professional cannot intervene in the battle between these two people. The aftermath of the battle alone can crush them. Dozens of high-level professionals must be invested to have a decisive impact on the battle, but high-level professionals  How can a high-level professional be so wasteful?

    It is difficult for low-level professionals to survive in the face of higher-level opponents, and it is very inefficient to use simple crowd tactics.  Of course, high-level professionals can completely sweep away low-level professionals, but will the high-level professionals in the other camp stand idly by?

    The key to the battlefield is in the middle level.

    In most battles between camps, the outcome begins on the mid-level battlefield, because most high-level professionals have strong survival and harassment abilities. Unless the absolute strength is too different, they can at least delay the opponent.  But the power at the top is much different, so it doesn't become a battle, it's just a massacre.  Generally speaking, once the victory or defeat is determined in the middle-level battlefield, you can go up or down, which is very flexible.  On the other hand, low-level professionals can be cleared away like a storm.  On the opposite side, a well-prepared team of intermediate professionals is also an extremely powerful chess piece.  So the middle level has always been the key to the battle.

    Now on the battlefield of Dragon City, the top leaders of the two forces are barely equal. Although Dragon City is at a disadvantage, it can still support it, but the middle-level forces of the Holy Light Religion have shown an overwhelming advantage.  In fact, when it comes to the number of middle-level people, the Holy Light Sect is far superior to the Dragon City Guards. It is only the Dragon City Guards' rich combat experience and the geographical location of the military camp that can barely support them.  But after the Holy Light Religion mobilized the traitors among the Dragon City Guards, this balance was broken.

    The outermost defense line was quickly broken through. Under the leadership of the Holy Knights, the Holy Light Religion quickly broke into the inner line and engaged the Dragon City guards in close combat, quickly encroaching on the opponent's living space.

    In the blink of an eye, the battle line was already shaky.

    "Hey, your men are being slaughtered, aren't you going to do something?"

    In the sky, the faceless man asked calmly.

    Bedivere didn¡¯t even bother to respond. He turned the inscription on the knight¡¯s sword and continued to change his offensive, trying to catch the opponent¡¯s flickering trajectory.  His opponent is the Faceless Man, and there is no need to consider anything else.  If you lose due to distraction at this time, you will only release a terrifying devil, which will be irresponsible to your comrades.

    Seeing that the provocation was ineffective, the Faceless Man said, "Or are you just that confident in the inner fortress?"

    While speaking, the Dragon City guards had been forced into the innermost defense circle by the Holy Light Sect.  Supported by three fortresses, Bedivere's mansion is the core and the last trump card in the military camp area.

    When most of the Dragon City guards retreated into the inner guard, there was a commotion in the military camp area.Shaking, three fortresses at the core of the inner perimeter rose from the ground. The blue bricks and stones seemed to be alive, squirming like flowing water. The square fortresses rose from the ground and turned into giants made of bricks and stones.

    These giants are extremely powerful alchemical lifeforms. Each of them has the strength of a high-level professional, and their lethality in a small battlefield is unparalleled. They are infinitely powerful and move quickly. After transforming, they immediately swing heavy punches and wildly attack.  Slamming and smashing, the vanguard paladins of the Holy Light Sect were beaten until their muscles and bones were broken.

    "The fists of these giants are like hills, and the Paladins happen to form very dense formations in order to compress the front line. With one punch, more than a dozen people are often turned into meat."  However, the giant's cyan body is indestructible. Any Holy Light spell that is applied to it will be turned invisible and will have no effect at all.

    Encountering such an opponent, the frontline legions of the Holy Light Religion had a tendency to collapse. However, the morale of the Dragon City Guards was greatly boosted, and they began to counterattack with all their strength. They actually pushed the front line a lot further. The original absolute disadvantage was also faintly revealed.  There was hope for a comeback.

    "Hmph, it is indeed not easy to run a business for decades. You have accumulated so many blue bricks blessed by the Holy Light, enough to build three fortress giants. The Longcheng Diocese is indeed terrible. It needs  Give it a good cleanse.¡±

    While the Faceless Man was suppressing Bedivere, he was commenting on the battlefield below with great interest.

    "However, the business cycle of several decades is too long. Do you think we really know nothing about these three giants? The blue bricks that are immune to the Holy Light spell are made by our Holy Light Sect. Do you think we will have no consequences?  hand?

    Bedivere did not answer, but the attack of the knight sword became more and more fierce.

    At this time, a senior priest in the Holy Light Religion suddenly stepped forward and recited loudly: "All the blessings in the world come from the Holy Light. The will of the Holy Light leads everything. Anyone who steals from the Holy Light will not last long and will suffer."  Punishment of the Holy Light"

    At the same time, the three bluestone fortress giants were shaking violently, and every blue brick that made up their bodies groaned in pain under the recitation of the senior priest.

    The miracles of the Holy Light come from the Holy Light, and as the spokesperson of the Holy Light, the priest naturally has the right to withdraw these miracles

    In just a moment, white-gold balls of light continued to rise from the three giants. They were the blessing power of the Holy Light and the source of immunity to the Holy Light spell.  But by this time they had all been driven away.

    Without spell immunity, the Bluestone Fortress Giant is just a large target.  The priests of the Holy Light Religion regrouped and blasted out a large number of spells, quickly swamping the giants. These powerful alchemical beings let out a deafening wail, but were inevitably disintegrated bit by bit.

    At this time, in the corner of the battlefield, an old man with a sad expression said: "Holy Lady, please let me stop all this. This war is meaningless."

    "Stop all this? Can you do it?" A Kyushu monk carrying a long sword chuckled and interjected, "Be careful that you get involved and your reputation will be ruined."

    "No matter what, I must do my best to prevent this tragedy from continuing"

    "If you don't give up until you see the Yellow River, then go ahead and try. I'll wait to collect your body." Seeing that his persuasion was ineffective, the Jiuzhou monk shrugged nonchalantly, "I look forward to your good news."

    The old man looked at him deeply, and then looked at the saint to whom he was loyal.

    "My Lady Saint, I'm going."

    The saint nodded: "Well, I hope you can resolve this dispute peacefully."

    Next to him, someone said to himself in a subtle way: "Peace? Aya, you are still too naive."

    The situation on the battlefield once again tilted against the Dragon City guards.  The three bluestone giants were covered with bruises and bruises under the intensive bombardment of spells and were on the verge of collapse.  The morale of the Dragon City guards was greatly reduced, and they were gradually pushed back.

    "The fortress that originally formed the core of the inner defense line has stood up, so the inner defense line is almost undefendable at this time. If it is overwhelmed by the Holy Light Sect again, there will be no possibility of reversing the situation on the battlefield.

    But just when the priests were about to work together to completely disintegrate the three bluestone giants, a white light rose into the sky, and Archbishop Luo Wan's voice resounded in all directions.

    "People of the Holy Light, please stop."

    The battlefield fell into silence in an instant, and the two warring parties stopped in unison and focused their attention on the Archbishop in the sky.

    After attracting everyone's attention through the Holy Word, Archbishop Luo Wan said with emotion: "This is a meaningless war. The people who conspired to start the war are the devils who steal the Holy Light despicably and shamelessly. We live in peace with the Dragon City guards."  Why have we inexplicably started a war that hurt both sides after so many years? For decades, we have never been enemies. Even though we have different beliefs, we are still friends living in the same world. How many of us belong to the other camp?  Friends? How many of us secretly admire him from the other camp? From the initial indifference to the laterWe get to know each other gradually, and one day we can become real brothers and sisters. So why should we hurt each other?  Why start a bloody storm?  Can any of you tell me why?  "

    On the battlefield, shocked by this sudden change, everyone was silent.

    "I know it's because a despicable devil, under the guise of the Holy City, forces you to fight and launch an unjust war. He forged the mark of the Holy City and possesses powerful force. You have no choice but to obey orders.  , but I was imprisoned by it, unable to show up to correct the chaos. But now, everything should be over."

    Archbishop Luo Wan¡¯s voice echoed repeatedly throughout Longcheng.

    As the person involved, the Faceless Man just laughed at this, as if he saw a barking wild dog, and then continued to attack Bedivere, while Bedivere also did not notice the existence of Rowan, and was completely focused on fighting with the Faceless Man.  in the midst of the battle.

    Along with the sound of fierce fighting in the sky battlefield, there was gradually the sound of dialogue and exchange on the battlefield. After a moment, a Dragon City guard shouted loudly: "Stop? It's easy to say. So many people died here, how can you stop? Can you?"  Bring them back to life?"

    That¡¯s right, it would have been fine if you showed up to stop the war before it started. Now that blood is flowing like a river, do you still want everyone to stop fighting?

    who do you think You Are?

    Even the priests of the Holy Light Religion are a little jealous at this time. No matter how high the prestige of Archbishop Luo Wan is, it is impossible for them to stop here.

    Luo Wan also complained secretly.  That day, he had a fight with the Faceless Man, and was seriously injured by the Holy Light spell and was on the verge of death.  Later, he was lucky enough to be rescued by Wang Lu, and he indeed escaped with his life. However, not long after he knelt down to worship Joan of Arc, his injuries broke out and he fell into a coma.  It wasn't until the war officially started and the energy of the Holy Light surged that he was induced and woke up.  Just a few minutes ago, there was already a river of blood.

    But now he has no choice but to stop this fight.

    "This war is not the will of any of you. You are just being used by others and reduced to knives and swords in his hands. If you are guilty, you should also be blamed on the culprit who started this conspiracy. Look, he is still showing off his power above you.  "

    Luo Wan used all his strength to mobilize the power of the Holy Light so that his voice could better stir up people's hearts and induce their thinking.

    "People of the Holy Light, please recognize your enemies clearly and adjust the direction of your swords. Elites of Dragon City, loyal servants of the Holy Light, please put aside your temporary grudges and don't let your loved ones hate your enemies anymore.  You have a common enemy and a common threat. At least for now, at this moment, please join hands to eradicate the biggest villain."

    Hearing this, everyone present was moved.

    For the people of the Holy Light Religion, if it weren¡¯t for this inexplicable chief referee, who would be willing to go to war with an opponent whose strength is almost the same as their own?  They enjoy the most luxurious life and the safest environment in the land of Bretonia in Dragon City - when there is a threat from foreign enemies, it is always the coolies of the Dragon City guards who solve the problem.  Things like eradicating heretics have long been forgotten.

    Of course, perhaps it is in their interests that the Holy Light Sect dominates Longcheng, but if everyone has to sacrifice their lives for this benefit, the price will be too high.  Moreover, the high-pressure policies of the Faceless Men also made them hesitant.  In fact, until this time, the performance of the Holy Light Religion on the battlefield has not been positive.  After being integrated by the Faceless Men, their overall strength was several times that of their opponents, but the advantage in actual combat was not that obvious.

    For the Dragon City guards, it was a breath of relief. It would be good to integrate their forces first and help the Lord of the City deal with the strongest opponent.  Even if the Holy Light Religion still wants to continue the war by then, Dragon City is no longer afraid. Bedivere with free hands is enough to sweep the battlefield.

    In just a few words, Archbishop Rowan successfully stirred up the emotions of the people present, and the focus of hatred gradually shifted to the Faceless Man.

    However, the Faceless Man just sneered at this.

    "Is the performance over? Then it's my turn to say something."

    While speaking, an incarnation of the Faceless One appeared in the sky. Its power was only less than one percent of the original form, but its aura of looking down on all living beings did not diminish at all.

    "You idiots are actually confused by the words of an apostate. Have you fed your faith in the Holy Light to dogs?"

    The Faceless Men do not care at all how much hatred their vicious attacks will arouse.

    Because, he has a killing move that can determine the world with one blow.

    "Your beloved former Archbishop Rowan was a member of the Priory of Sion."
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