The bright white lightsaber swung through the air, leaving behind shadows of light and the smell of burning.
The waving lightsaber played with its sword flowers, and afterimages filled the entire space.
After demolishing the ruins in front of me into rubble and leveling the ruins, I put away the bladeless holy sword with satisfaction and put it in my sleeve.
Yes, the space between the sleeves is enough to serve as a scabbard.
"This sword really only has one hilt?"
Faced with the question about the dead cat, I nodded affirmatively.
The reason why this sword did not have a blade before was not because it was not finished well enough, but because there was no blade on the design from the very beginning. This is a lightsaber that transcends the ages.
"May the Force be with you. Well, I mean the Holy Light is with you, and the Lord of the Holy Light is deceiving (protecting) you."
The devout believers of the Holy Light made a gesture of holy prayer, but unfortunately they did not complain and cheer... There are appreciators.
I turned my attention back to the Holy Sword.
The hilt of the sword, which was less than a foot away, was like milky white jade, but warm to the touch. There was an opening where the sword's blade should have been. That was the exit for the light blade.
There are no unnecessary decorations or tacky gem embellishments. The intertwined pattern of thorns and dragon scales is both the only decoration and a functional component to prevent slippage.
Driven by my thoughts, the holy light gathered on the hilt of the sword, forming a blade of light.
Throwing the holy sword casually, the blade whirled and danced in the sky, like a nimble flying swallow. On its trajectory, seven skeleton soldiers were killed one by one, but not even ashes were left behind.
“Buzz!“
When it returned to my hand, the cold and hot light blade was still humming. It seemed that it was not satisfied with its harvest.
I nodded with satisfaction. As a weapon, there is nothing to be picky about with Holy Sword Dawn.
"Next, let's try mode 2..."
I reached out to the dragon pattern on the hilt of the sword, where there was a switch for switching functions.
"Don't waste time. There will be plenty of time to play in the future, so help me protect you."
The dead cat's words made me very surprised. There are no enemies here. Why do you need my protection in the first place?
The sudden expansion of the large library and the magic books flying in the sky explained everything.
In the center of the hall, Heloise in her child form was smiling at me.
"Are you planning to advance at this time? To advance to the Undead Emperor?"
"Nonsense. Help me guard it. If I advance successfully, you will have thick thighs to hug you."
After saying that, the dead cat began to cast spells, and the magic books around it became even more joyful.
So, after squatting for a week and finally successfully advancing, I had no choice but to continue squatting. It looked like I would be squatting longer this time.
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This is already the second month since the civil war broke out in San Antonio, and the storm shows no signs of stopping. On the contrary, it has obviously become more and more intense as the war progresses.
And as time goes by, it has become clear who is behind Duke Batlló, and who is so capable of temporarily forming an alliance between demons and humans.
An old acquaintance, the hypocrite Sophocles.
This Chaos Demon Lord, who loves conspiracy and art, used concise and sophisticated methods to successfully fool the world again.
Under the calculations of the two Chaos Gods, Maria's death was not unjust at all.
If you ask who is the most unlucky and embarrassing in the civil war, it is naturally the Luo...Temple Church.
Although Roland was innocently implicated, he was already too lucky compared to the Holy Church, which lost its troops and lost face.
Under normal circumstances, the Holy Church should not be involved in the civil war of the kingdom, especially the civil war of a superpower. San Antonio, who believes in the teachings of the Lord of Holy Light, should not be involved.
After all, it is a religious force, especially San Antonio's most universal religious significance. No matter who loses or wins the civil war, it is generally impossible to change their religious beliefs. In the end, it is still the winner.
But participating in the civil war of other countries not only made other royal powers look bad, but also set the precedent for the theocracy to interfere with the great royal power. Once the victor in the civil war is not one's own, the new victor will definitely be extremely hostile to the Holy Church.
San Antonio is the most die-hard supporter of the Holy Church. The Holy Church, whose reputation has been greatly damaged, cannot bear such a huge loss.
But it is a pity that now is not an "ordinary" time, and the Holy Church was forced into the situation from the beginning.
News was released, accusing Queen Maria, San Antonio's orthodox successor, of being the daughter of the abyss, whose nature was inclined to the devil, and provided sufficient evidence.
The senior leaders of the Holy Church realized that something was wrong. San Antonio was the core diocese and could not afford to lose. Therefore, the Pope and several archbishops were lured into the situation.
The Pope and the church's top leaders were not fools. Hedging their bets was the instinct of political beings. Although they accused Mary of being an enemy of the Holy Light, they did not take the matter to an end. They sent messengers privately to negotiate with Mary.
The content of the negotiation is nothing more than nonsense like "if you issue a notice, cut off contact with the Abyss, and believe in the Holy Light sincerely, the Holy Church will cancel your hostility."
And if the negotiation really proceeds, Maria, who has a normal relationship with the Abyss side, will indeed agree, considering that most of her subordinates and civilians believe in the Lord of Holy Light.
However, the problem arises in the messenger.
The messenger was real, and he still had the Pope's autographed letter with him, but when it fell into the hands of the angry people, the content of the autographed letter had changed from a heartfelt plea to surrender to a declaration of war for the Holy Church to kill heretics.
Then the fire was lit, and the mastermind behind the scenes poured more fuel on it
As a senior conspirator and the mastermind behind the scenes, the hypocrite Sofokli has a history of conspiracy that is longer than the history of the Holy Light. Furthermore, Cavins personally executes it. This chain of links is simply to kill the Templar Church.
A pit.
Next, Duke Batlló, who was originally under the control of Sophocle, stood up. He vowed to avenge the Lord and declared war on the Templar Church and Prince Winston as the assassins. It was natural.
In a sense, the first target on the abyss side is always the Holy Church, and Roland is the one who is implicated.
Cavins, who originally followed the unspoken rules of the Holy War and had no intention of taking action himself, saw his brother here, so he happily took action himself, tricking his brother and causing some trouble for Roland.
Looking at the overall situation, it is natural to find trouble with the Holy Church. After all, it is the same as San Antonio, who has a big tree and attracts the wind. The Holy Church is also the number one enemy on the entire abyss side. If you don't trick him, you can't trick anyone.
Compared with the Lan Alliance forces trapped in the north, the Holy Church is still the number one force on the side of order. The massive number of believers in the Holy Light makes the Lord of the Holy Light almost invincible. Therefore, it is natural to hurt the believers first.
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As the right-hand man of the Holy Church, San Antonio, as the core parish of the Holy Church, naturally wanted to kill first.
The two god-level demon bosses planned and even took action themselves. The true gods were going to fall, and Maria's death was not unjust at all.
But now, the identity of the Holy Church Church is becoming increasingly embarrassing.
They were regarded as the real culprits of the murder of the old master by Duke Bartlow's men, and the Holy Knights and Angel Fighters they brought, which were originally used to deal with trolls and demons, were helplessly trapped in a meat grinder.
After all, on the battlefield of the Civil War, no one can sit still and wait to die.
The Batlló forces want to fight and become the sole masters of this country, and Winston and other forces cannot just sit and wait for death. When one side of the war has no intention of stopping the war, the civil war cannot stop.
As the losses increased, the two sides started to fight with each other. There was no winner in this civil war from the beginning.
War refugees, deserters, adventurers, countless people flee war zones every day, and there are countless migrants on the road.
As the civil war progressed, the forces of the Holy Church inflicted harm on fellow humans, and with added fuel and jealousy, spread to every corner of the world. Naturally, the image of the guardian of humanity was severely damaged. This was what the Holy Church was originally founded on.
The invincible trump card.
Many hostile forces such as the Southern Sect will not miss this opportunity. Various public opinion offensives have never stopped. Coupled with the previous incident of the fall of angels, the reputation of the Holy Church Church is declining sharply every day.
Finally, the two gods of the Holy Church appeared on the battlefield. The ruthless gods gave mortals the fate of death, but there was no possibility of restoring their reputation...
Everyone knows that the Holy Church should withdraw at this time, but this is tantamount to completely giving up on San Antonio, which will also make other theocratic countries feel cold, and Pope Kaloma has been unable to make a decision.
But at the edge of the battlefield, there was another passerby.
Behind the black cloak was a little girl less than ten years old. They crossed over from a meat grinder-like battlefield, but there was not a drop of blood on their bodies.
"Heloise, how does it feel to become the Undead Emperor?"
"It's terrible. I've never felt that the journey has been so far."
The little girl seemed to have a hard time keeping up with me. I wanted to help and let her stay on top of my head like before, but she didn't want to.
I shrugged and didn't insist.
Unlike the advancements I had already experienced, the threshold for Heloise's step was quite high. She failed several times along the way and wasted almost two months before she finally succeeded in the advancement.
Another little trouble is that after the overall evolution of her physical body, although she still has the ability to transform into clones and even strengthen it again, her real body must maintain its original shape.
In a sense, this is another characteristic of demigods. While achieving immortality, the appearance, body shape, and age of the physical body will inevitably remain relatively fixed.
Heloise has a lot of treasures. Her lace princess dress looks very cute, but she always stumbles when walking. Without magic to strengthen her, she is just a sad little girl.
At this time, Heloise was gasping for air. I didn't see the thick thighs, but the short legs made her very troubled.
It was obviously nice to lie on top of my head, but for no reason, she refused to travel in the original way, so the originally burdened trip naturally became slower.
"It's been delayed for so long. Is everything okay over there in Beidi?"
"No, no, winter is over, everyone is busy with spring plowing, the new seeds look good..."
Another advantage of bringing Heloise is that her clone is the best communication device, and the information from the Northland is never interrupted.
Previously, there was a limit to the distance between her clone and the Northland. It seems that this is also the result of a recent successful breakthrough.
After listening to the report on the situation in Beidi, I felt a little more relieved.
San Antonio in the southwest is in a mess, but the situation in the north is surprisingly good.
The Holy Church, whose attention and strength were implicated by this front, naturally did not have much time to care about the affairs of the North. On the contrary, what they should worry about was the revenge of the Lan Alliance. The overall situation was not good, and the Holy Alliance front was temporarily suspended.
activity.
In a sense, the Holy Church still owes me. The fact that I was surrounded and spied on is just like yesterday, and I have not yet taken revenge.
Logically speaking, I should just find a high-level church official to assassinate two of them for fun, and at least give them a warning that there will be a price to pay for touching me.
But seeing the current situation, taking revenge on the Holy Church is equivalent to helping the Abyss side. It is not my personal style not to take revenge, but taking revenge is equivalent to siding with the enemy, which makes people a little contradictory. These days, I also hesitated a little, and finally put this account
Take note, I won’t report it for now.
"Don't you want to go in and have some fun?"
Heloise is very free. After stepping into the demigod level, it makes her more "human". The fall of the elven gods also represents the end of hatred. Now she, as long as the Lan Alliance does not fall,
, the Elf Empire is developing well and indeed has leisure capital.
She now has no pursuits or goals, and no psychological pressure at all. She still pursues delicious food and beautiful scenery on the battlefield, and has so much fun that it's like she is on vacation every day.
But some things are true. After accumulating enough Helois to successfully break through the Undead Emperor, she instantly became super thick thighs. It is absolutely cost-effective to wear such binding equipment.
I glanced at the main battlefield in the distance, and the pointer of the magic compass in my hand was already pointing to the sky. This only meant that the magic power of both parties participating in the battle had exploded.
"The true gods are serious about it. If they lose, they will probably self-destruct. I don't want to get involved."
He shook his head and rejected this tempting suggestion.
San Antonio is now the focus of many planes gathering, and unlike before, the big bosses of all parties may end up personally.
Whether it is the sea of demons, sea of angels, human sea tactics, true gods, great demons, demigods self-destruction, or various kinds of forbidden spells, forbidden techniques, combined magic, they are all extremely dangerous things. If they are involved, they will be killed inexplicably.
It's really embarrassing.
Fundamentally speaking, this is already a front-line battlefield in the main plane. Entering such a battlefield alone with a sword and a cat... a young girl, I don't have the urge to die.
"They have their own civil war, and we also have our own affairs. The matter of the Daughter of the Abyss will definitely not be simple, and there are Cavins and Eliza..."
"Then shall we go back to the north? Or go to Bayer?"
"I'm going to the land of mages, but before I leave, I need to talk to someone."
"Who? Prince Winston?"
"No, there is actually no point in talking to him. He has long been on the verge of defeating the enemy. He has to accept this battle even if he doesn't accept it. His own subjective thoughts are irrelevant at all. What I want to talk about...Pope Carloma." (To be completed.)
