Chapter 272 (2/2)

He swung His sword, and a warm ray of light came down upon them. Those who could still stand and were injured immediately recovered health and physical strength. Even the knights who had just died were resuscitated. Every one of them looked around without a clue, not sure what exactly had happened.

The belief connection between God and His believers immediately let them understand what was happening.

The God that they believed in, the home of their souls, the almighty knight who they had been worshipping and caroling since they were young, had come down to the human world Himself!

Spencer’s eyes were filled with hot tears. He was so excited that he threw away his sword and hugged Crick. He lost his voice as he screamed, “It is His Highness! His Highness has come! He has come to help us!”

“Let… let go… I… I am going to… be strangled… to death…”

Until Spencer let go of him, Crick was suffocated until his face turned white. He almost lost his breath.

He was also pitiful. Though he didn’t die in the continuous battles just now, he almost died being strangled by his friend who was over excited by the arrival of the light.

“Today I finally understand, air is so wonderful, being able to breathe is such a happy thing…”

Except for Crick who was sitting on the floor panting heavily, God of Knight’s vision swept across all of His believers. He smiled gently and drew out His sword.

His sword was unpretentious; there was no decoration at all. It was like a normal weapon that one could find in a common town from a second-grade weaponsmith shop who simply made it to complete the number of weapons made for rookies.

He raised His sword towards the sky, and there were bright white rays shining down from the sky, onto the bodies of every believer of the God of Knight. It healed the living and revived the dead, and gave them endless courage. They understood that the God that they believed was there and going to fight alongside them.

At that moment, the believers of the God of Knight cheered. Their sound of cheering mixed together, suppressing the sound of killing on the battlefield.

At the next moment, God of Knight swung His sword and pointed at the Orcs’ position.

All of the believers of God of Knight cheered and growled together. Those who were still alive held tightly onto their weapons; those just revived simply picked up a weapon and charged towards the Orcs’ position.

Almost all of the believers of the God of Knight on the main plane were gathered here. Originally they were seen as disposables who were going to die, but now they were the main characters of this war!

“Advance! Advance!”

“Charge! Attack! Victory!”

“Kill the Orcs!”

“Fight for the glory of His Highness!”

“There is no more regret in my life now!”

There were even knights singing the songs of the church of the God of Knight together. That was the song composed for the human’s God since the beginning of time, a song to praise the old knight who guarded humans.

For a long time, the knights would sing carols like this as they fought every difficult bloody battle; yet they fell down one after another. Though they had no regrets, they had not tasted life without dejection.

But today, the God who they praised was here! And here to fight alongside them!

The notes song joined together and turned into battle clouds that charged to the sky.

Under the flag of the Orc emperor, emperor Junero frowned deeply as he held his fist tightly. He didn’t know what he should do.

“How can it be like this?!” He growled deeply. He was restless as if he was a tiger inside a cage, but he could not do anything. “What should I do?!”

Outside the main plane, the Orc Gods were also thinking hard for a solution.

They had to seize time because if they did not hurry they would surely lose the war.

“Oh right! We also have someone with weak divine power!” Lefon’s eyes suddenly turned bright. He turned to look at the few Gods who always felt a lack of presence amongst the Orc Gods System.

Those few Gods were suddenly panicking. Each of them begged for forgiveness.

Although they could go in and out of the main plane freely, going against the God of Knight with their abilities? It was laughable.

Lefon immediately realized this as well and understood that this idea was not practical at all. He sighed deeply.

“Let us put our clones down then,” He said helplessly. “It seemed like that old man was almost out of breath anyway. There are so many of us, and all of us are young and strong. Even if we use our clones to fight him one by one, He will die of exhaustion!”

This was the only idea, as there were no other ways. The God clone seemed like it could fight as well, though in reality there was a huge difference from the actual body. Perhaps when facing rookie Gods such as Sui Xiong, the difference between a clone and real body would not be huge. But when facing the God of Knights, an experienced old man who was older than 90% of the Gods, sending a clone was exactly like sending one to die, wasting precious divine powers to exhaust the old man’s physical strength.

This trade was a complete loss!

Seeing that His Highness of Main Gods was going to send His clone down to fight, the few Gods with weak divine power could not sit aside any longer. Each of them asked for work. But since Lefon decided to exhaust the God of Knights, how could He take the risk of having His subordinates fall by letting them participate in the war?

Each of the Orc Gods clones arrived in the human world one after another, accompanied by a bright light surrounding them. They rushed forward towards the battlefield.

The war that was initially between Orcs and humans had finally turned into a major war between the Gods.

One God, versus one entire God System.

Just like a long, long time ago, when humans had just been born.