After resolving a crisis calmly, the team of more than 5,000 people continued to move forward.
At this time, Gallo has entered a magical state of fast forwarding. If he is just marching calmly, it seems that he has turned on 233 times fast forwarding, skipping over in the blink of an eye. Only when some situations occur, the speed will increase.
will return to normal.
This situation is a bit similar to recalling a certain journey of your own. Most of the boring time will be automatically ignored, leaving only those memorable scenes.
The duration of this memory is also very long. With fast forwarding, two weeks passed quickly.
Except for necessary rest, supplies and fighting, this team has been traveling silently the rest of the time, but no one knows where they are going. Victor doesn't know, and neither does the archbishop who leads the team. They are just following the angel.
The footsteps move forward.
The expedition continues...
They set out from the holy city of Andor, the base camp of the Creation God Cult, and climbed over mountains and ridges, crossed rivers and built bridges, and entered a large plain called the 'Colorful Land' from the southwest.
The terrain here is flat, the water and soil are abundant, and the climate is pleasant, making it a settlement for various human civilizations.
In this era, there was no unified political power like an empire or a theocracy on the continent. Most people lived independently and lived together in the form of kingdoms, city-states, or tribal chiefs.
In the colorful land, there are countless forces from all walks of life. If they were marked with different colors on the map, it would look like a colorful and chaotic palette.
These forces may be large or small. The large ones may have a population of more than 100,000, while the small ones may only have a few hundred people. They all have different cultures and atmospheres, different social systems, and different beliefs.
Such differences have jointly created a prosperous and wonderful civilization. It can be said that this colorful land is the real center of human civilization and culture in this period. The Creation God Sect can really only be regarded as a rural sect.
It seems that the Creation God Sect and their expedition wanted to carve out their own territory in this central area of human civilization?
However, this team wandered in the plains for a long time, visited some friendly forces, and wiped out some evil forces with no eyesight, but they never stopped and continued to move forward.
It seemed that the places he passed through were not satisfactory to the angels.
But no one complained, everyone maintained the same passion and excitement as when they set out, and did not feel tired or impatient at all, because the angel was always with them.
They regarded this expedition as a pilgrimage.
This is also related to the fact that angels have been protecting them. With various magical powers descended by angels themselves, even ordinary porters in the baggage team have become super soldiers with infinite strength, tirelessness and fear, and extremely loyal.
If you encounter various unsighted hostile forces on the way, if there is no protection from a high position, the believers will be able to wipe them out without the help of angels.
Victor took action to punish an unscrupulous city-state. They had more than 30,000 people, but they still maintained a very primitive ancestor worship. The city lord relied on the large number of people and the relatively well-built city walls to prohibit them from passing.
Originally, the team planned to go around it, but the other city lord saw that they were actually timid and dared to openly laugh at the angel's asymmetrical wings, mocking him as a funny birdman.
This is probably because you think your ancestors are really powerful, right?
So the leading archbishop asked Victor and the other two war bishops to come forward. The three of them walked slowly to the opponent's city wall, facing the violent storm of arrows and spears, and slowly performed the magic of war.
God is as powerful as a mountain, a judge of folly, a light of purification.
Then the team left in a swaggering manner.
As for this city-state, it naturally disappeared quietly in the long river of history...
With such strong combat power, the entire expedition process can be said to be uneventful. No one quit midway, and there were no casualties. On the contrary, the number of people in the team is gradually increasing, from the initial 5,000 to 8,000.
Most of these are new believers who willingly join the sect after witnessing the power of angels.
There were not many times when the angel needed to take action. He only took action three times in total, using three eighth-level magic spells: Holy Sword of Punishment, Holy Wrath, and Hammer of Judgment.
Every time, all it takes is one magical spell to solve the problem.
And these happened to be the three magical spells used by Gallo when he transformed into a one-horned angel and fought against the Big Mouth Flower, the container of the Star God.
With the angel's demonstration, Gallo also successfully recalled the other two magical spells.
Therefore, although this memory is long and does not seem to alleviate Gallo's symptoms, the harvest is more than before, which is equivalent to easily learning three powerful magic spells that others use as a trump card.
This team wandered around the colorful land for more than two months, and finally left the plains from the southwest with more than 10,000 people.
Victor originally thought that the expedition was over. Everyone came out and walked around, showing off their muscles to the outside world, showing the power of angels and the glory of our Lord. They gathered a large number of believers and should be able to return home.
It must be a large-scale missionary activity with great momentum.
But when the team came to an originally uninhabited and barren land, the angel suddenly stopped.
"This is it."
He spoke loudly to everyone, then spread his wings and flew high into the clouds, looking down at the land beneath his feet.
"This is our new holy city, the future kingdom of God on earth."
His voice floated down from the clouds and reached everyone's ears.
After a burst of excited cheers, the people present quickly knelt down and worshiped the sky.
And the angels were also in the air and began to sing prayers:
"This place should have light, this place should have salvation, this place should have hope..."
"May I fulfill the responsibilities of my Lord, become my Lord's light, and bring salvation and hope to this place..."
"In the name of Gallo, declare: This place is the eternal pure land. It is protected by me and does not allow filth, evil and darkness to get involved..."
"May the light of our Lord shine here!"
Although He was high above, everyone below heard His voice and quickly shouted in unison:
"May the light of our Lord shine here!"
Then a faint beam of light really descended from the sky, gently caressing everyone, slowly spreading outward, and finally drew a standard square on this barren land.
As the light descended, despite hundreds of years of history, Gallo also keenly felt a majestic and powerful aura and fluctuations.