Chapter 628 (1/2)

Translator: Nyoi-Bo Studio  Editor: Nyoi-Bo Studio

Olian had no intentions of giving the enemy too much respite. Soon enough, she was giving orders to the clergymen executing the combined divinity formation to continue reciting the prayers. This time, they were going to attack with all their might!

Hundreds of clergymen gathered and started reciting the prayers. Their combined divinity was so powerful that every strike it executed was comparable to that of a Legendary Master. The clergymen of the Church of the God of Aristocracy had already suffered a great loss. Although they were still doing their best to cast their spell, their combined divinity formation had become too vulnerable to resist any attacks. Every time they wanted to attack, they would require help from a member of the trio of the elderly man, the middle-aged man, and the jolly green fellow, who were taking turns making their move. This was the only way they could completely defuse the combined divinity of the Church of the God of Knowledge.

This was not without a price. The strength of the Legendary Masters might be very powerful, but it would not be possible for them to strike blows progressively with this same amount of force all the time, as that would inflict disastrous damage to their bodies. Take Shelly, the “Sky-Shattering Blade” for instance, though she wielded a skill that could wipe out an entire army with one blow, every time she struck once with this skill, she would have to recuperate for some time. The trio of the elderly man, the middle-aged man, and the jolly green fellow was stronger than Shelly, but regardless of how much stronger they were, they were after all, only at the mid-legendary level. Helping the clergymen defuse the attacks of their opponent’s combined divinity formation, was to them, quite a heavy burden to bear.

Fortunately, there were three of them, so they could take turns to go out onto the battlefield. Otherwise, the moment the battle dragged on a little while longer, they might not be able to hold out any further.

After helping the surviving clergymen resist the combined divinity that descended upon them from the sky, the middle-aged man said, “This can’t go on.” With a frown, he continued to say, “They are obviously using such a method to use up our power, while buying time for their Oracles and Holy Sons to recover. Then when their Oracles and Holy Sons have fully recovered, they’ll charge at us without warning. By then, we’ll have no choice but to concede defeat.”

The two Holy Daughters glanced at one another and exchanged nods. There were strange fluctuations rising up around them.

Up in the sky, a mysterious smile appeared on the God of Aristocracy’s face.

A while later, Olian frowned. But her frown was short-lived and once again, her smile returned.

“The God of Aristocracy had descended as well,” she said. “And most probably, the God of Aristocracy has sent down two clones. What cannot be determined is the amount of power they have.”

“Two against two, leave it to me,” a Holy Son said. He was sitting on the ground with a long, black knife that was hovering between material and immaterial in his arms.

This “me” most certainly did not refer to his actual self, but to the God of Knowledge.

“When the projection of the magical object has completely stabilized, we will attack,” said another Holy Son. “I will first force that fellow to retreat, then I will come and help you all.”

…

A peaceful and stable voice ordered, “Get up. None of you are at fault.”

Trembling in fear upon hearing this voice, the trio of the elderly man, the middle-aged man, and the jolly green fellow, who were perspiring profusely, got to their feet. Their expressions clearly reflected that they were still on pins and needles.

Although the appearance of the two Holy Daughters of the Church of the God of Aristocracy remained unchanged, their aura had changed. Their “human” touch had completely disappeared. In place, there was a deep and unfathomable vibe about them, and the aura they exuded now was cold and intimidating, such as that of the Superior.

Naturally, this was because the God of Aristocracy had descended. At that moment, they were no longer mere mortals, but gods that had descended upon Earth.