The Holy See Bishops and Archbishops looked down from a distance from a distance and studied silently.

If you are a magician, especially a magician who studies the direction of space, you can roughly estimate where this portal leads to, how large the scale, and what kind of existence it can pass through.

However, the only thing the servants of the Lord of Glory can get is that this portal is very strong and powerful. The existence that can pass through is very powerful. I guess the legendary wizard can pass through several...

"How about it?"

The Bishop of the Holy See of Casino asked. The crowd was quiet, and then more than a dozen eyes were uniform and turned to a black-clothed bishop from the Inquisition.

This bishop is not a priest, strictly speaking, not a priest, but a magician. Although studying magic in the ruling scope of the Glorious Vatican is contrary to the forbidden law and is to be stolen, there are always other exceptions within the Vatican.

This black bishop was trained by the referee since childhood, and he claimed that "to defeat the enemy, you must understand the enemy." And his teacher is a magician who committed a crime, fled from the Kingdom of Kent to the mainland and was taken in by the referee...

The black-clothed bishop had a faint eyes staring at the hill, as if he wanted to stare it out of a hole. I really want to rush into the belly of the mountain and study it carefully...

While observing and sensing, he subconsciously calculated. His right thumb circled back and followed the index finger, middle finger, ring finger, and little finger belly, one by one. Then the first knuckle of the index finger, the first knuckle of the middle finger...

"If you want to know more precise information, you have to get close to you."

“How close?”

"The closer the better." The black-clothed bishop replied subconsciously, leaning forward and stretching his neck. Looking at the posture, it seemed as if flying in the air, and he could lose his balance. He turned around and went straight to the circle:

"The best thing is to fall on that hill or even drill into the belly of the mountain."

"That's definitely not possible." The Bishop of the Holy See of Casino shook his head without thinking. Of course it doesn't matter if they fly high altitudes to watch. Even if there are a few people below, they dare not take off and fight with them; but if they fall to the ground...

The Netherlands Resistance Army is nearby!

The defenders in Ostend City fought hard, but they were not unable to make it!

Long arrows, alchemy crossbows, javelins thrown by experts, and things called "cannons". After covering them in one wave, even if they are bound to suffer some losses!

Just now, the few alchemy crossbows below have turned into the air and are eyeing them. If it weren't for the few alone, they would have been launched.

"You're here to estimate." The Holy See of Casino's tone was a little stern:

"Based on your estimate here, what kind of existence can this space fluctuation pass?"

"It's hard to say, it's still growing." The Black Bishop shook his head:

"If it grows to the strongest, it is not impossible to pass one or even a few legends..."

The Bishop of the Holy See of Casino and the Archbishops present collectively lowered their heads and subconsciously drew the holy emblem. Legend, that's a legend!

Legendary wizards, legendary priests, and legendary warriors are generally called "paladins" or "sword saints". In short, compared to ordinary humans, legends have a leap in essence, and their strength, mental power, and even life span will greatly increase.

There is a saying that is generally circulating on both the mainland and among the pagans that the following legends are the difference between humans and ants.

If a legendary wizard is present, they either return to the church collectively and rely on the church's divine array and holy power reserves to compete, or they can only call reinforcements. They want to not allow them to attend.

"Is there any way to interrupt this teleportation?" The Bishop of Casino stared at the Bishop in a stern tone. The Bishop of Black lowered his head and thought for a while, with a bitter face:

"The teleportation array that can allow the legend to pass through is too much more than my ability. It is not allowed to get close. All I can think of is to use large-scale magic attacks...but..."

However, the divine art of the Holy See has strong attack power on people and weak attack power on things. What are the laws and regulations, deterrence, detention, and even the laws and regulations, death, one strike is accurate, and it is difficult to withstand and avoid, and it can also brainwash people on a large scale and instantly wash people into believers;

However, if you want to peel off a layer of skin from the hill and then kill the teleportation array, the efficiency is very difficult to describe. Compared to the fossils directly into mud, turning mud into stone, and bombing in various ways, if you want to achieve these magical techniques, the difficulty of casting is at least one level higher!

"Everyone can try it first."

The bishop of the Holy See of Casino coughed lightly, raised a little higher, and the leader half knelt in the air and prayed in a low voice. A group of archbishops looked at each other and could only pray. Soon, white light flashed across them, and they shot down one after another.

"They are attacking."

"I'm trying to attack."

In the camp of the Netherlands Resistance Army, the two magicians raised their telescopes and observed them intently. After a while, they looked at each other and raised their mouths:

"The attack is invalid."

"Of course, this mountain is a special choice for us. The rocks below... ahem..."

"There are two layers of defense added to that hole!"

"It's definitely not open to this. Will they use the great magic technique?"

"Do you want to add a lot of fire to them?"

"No, right? The thing below can grow slowly..."

"When it comes to that thing, hahahahaha...hahahahahaha..."

The two looked at each other and smiled dumbly. In the sky, the Bishop of the Casino, who had ineffective attacks, stood for another half an hour. He felt that the fluctuations were getting stronger and stronger, and finally frowned and turned around:

"Come on, open the great magic array and scan as far as possible to see what energy fluctuations are around you that are reacting significantly;

Send people to patrol the middle line of the strait to explore energy-intensive reactions and personnel-intensive reactions;

Let the cathedrals be prepared, communicate with the lords, and be ready to start the city-wide prayer ceremony at any time..."

If it really doesn't work, I will use the magic trick to destroy the legendary wizard who has not yet begun to attack on the shore!

The magicians were touching, and the priests were working hard. In Nevis City, Gret was sweating profusely on the practice field, running around in a circle with a loaded coat.

"Gret makes it harder! I've made delicious food for you! Apple pie! Chestnut cake! Egg tart! You can come and eat it after you run!"

Aurora shouted. After he came back from the battlefield, he had fulfilled the coercive obligation of the parliament and no longer had to practice fighting as hard as Gret. While doing experiments happily every day, he actually learned to make a bunch of food and came to greed for Gret!

You will gain weight like this!

"Um...cough!" Gret was distracted, his breathing became chaotic, and the pain began to occur under his ribs. He had to press his fist against his right rib and try to adjust his breathing evenly:

What's the use of making delicious food? I'm so tired that even after running, I can only lie there and vomit sour water! I still have sweet foods, and I can't eat these sweet things in one bite!

One circle!

Two laps!

Three circles!

The load-bearing clothes that have been added with materials are so heavy to carry! In addition to physical weight loading, this broken thing will not have gravity spells added, right?

"What's so delicious about desserts? The boss consumes so much that he just wants to eat meat! Eat meat!"

Bernard fanned the fire on one side. It was true that the fan fired, and set up a two-meter-long oven, grilled lamb kebabs, grilled lamb chops, grilled lamb waist, grilled chicken wings, grilled fish...

...Thank you, this is not necessary. Grett was so tired that he could not even roll his eyes: he consumed a lot of energy after exercise, and consumed a lot of high-quality protein for muscle growth. It is indeed necessary. But, eat so much?

Just like the grill is so sizzling with oil, the fat you eat is more than protein!

"Boss, don't be afraid of being tired! I'll give you a massage after training today! Ensure that every muscle you have loosened!"

Bernard waved a handful of mutton skewers and shouted. The mutton skewers were as long as his arm, and the mutton on them was as thick as a piece of small fists. After shouting, he took a bite and the gravy flowed down the corner of his mouth. Gret couldn't even sigh:

Bernard, I know you are kind-hearted, but you... Once you were massaged by you, I felt like I was broken up. It would be better to have a few days to hurt!

He finally finished the prescribed ten laps, dragged his heavy steps to the side of the training ground to unload his heavy clothes. A wooden sword was stuffed into his hand, and Old Morgan stood in front of him without any relaxation:

"Don't stop, go up the mountain to fight! Your strength is very close to the Knights! Work harder and strive to break through this level today!"

Gret: "…"

Ten days ago, no, twenty days ago, no, one month ago, I heard you say this. Chong Chong, until today, I have been beaten by you, and the knights are far away...

When will I be free, no, when will I advance...

"Don't be distracted!"

"Be careful!"

"Pay attention to the surrounding environment! Pay attention to immersing in the entire nature!"

"Bang!"

"Have you finished practicing with little Grett?" At some point, a figure swaying in a long skirt appeared beside the training ground. Aurora quickly got up and moved the chairs with diligently. Bernard moved the grill to the downwind, and Serela happily handed a bunch of lamb:

"Senior sister, he hasn't yet! It's just that I'm late, I haven't made any breakthrough in the past month! It's so slow~"

As he said that, he made a big grimace. Senior Sister Philbi chuckled and took the skewers, cut them into the silver plate with a knife, and then savored them with a silver fork. After eating two pieces, he hooked his fingers and a thin wind roared the voice, and delivered them to Grett's ears at a certain point:

"Little Gret, do you want to watch the legendary battle? If you can advance to the Knight these two days, my senior sister will take you to see~"

Gret tripped under his feet. With a "bang", Old Morgan slashed his wooden sword under his ribs and pulled him down directly.

"It seems there is no hope." The senior sister sighed:

"Serilla, otherwise, you should put some pressure on him?"

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